My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Sure enough, Master is still the same Master.

Bai Ling'er took a bite of watermelon, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

She possesses a keen Dao heart. When Gu Changyuan decisively killed Li Jue, she not only saw the clean and efficient killing process, but also vaguely saw the terrifying aura that was forcibly suppressed within her master's body.

A blood-red road stretched out before them, littered with corpses and staining the sky with blood. The master stood alone atop thousands of bones, his eyes as cold as ice, his murderous aura almost tearing the heavens and earth apart.

At that moment, she felt an endless distance, and that unfamiliar master made her inexplicably panic.

But now, looking at her master in front of her, who was eating sunflower seeds, sharing watermelon, and had a mischievous smile in his eyes, she felt relieved.

The master is still the same master, but the path he has walked is a thousand times more difficult than theirs, and stained with more blood and dust.

But his heart for his own people has never changed.

If in the future, Master's enemies are countless powerful figures, a domineering imperial court, and countless unknown dangers...

Then Bai Ling'er will stand by her master's side without hesitation, clearing obstacles for him and shedding blood on the battlefield without hesitation.

Linglong's Dao Heart was now as clear as a mirror, and her Dao Intent was unwavering.

"Girl, what are you thinking about? Why are you laughing so silly?"

Gu Changyuan's voice, tinged with a mischievous smile, rang in her ear.

Immediately afterwards, a soft, plain white tissue, with its slightly rough texture, gently wiped away the watermelon juice that had accidentally gotten on her lips.

Bai Ling'er snapped out of her thoughts, her cheeks flushing slightly, and she quickly shook her head.

Then, remembering his master calling him "stupid," he immediately retorted in a low voice:

"I'm not stupid!"

Gu Changyuan's smile deepened, and suddenly remembering something, he casually asked:

"By the way, I'm not aware of your marital status yet. Do you all have Daoist partners?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Bai Ling'er with a hint of curiosity, then turned to Xiao Yi, Yun Tianhe, and Han Feng beside him.

The three of them instantly stopped smirking and sat up straight, as if they were being questioned seriously.

Xiao Yi spoke first, his voice loud and clear, carrying a straightforward quality:

"Master, you know me! My life has been dedicated to fire and alchemy. What's the point of having a cultivation partner?"

Gu Changyuan then looked at Yun Tianhe and Han Feng.

The two immediately nodded emphatically, as if agreeing with what Xiao Yi had said.

However, when Yun Tianhe nodded, his eyes flickered for a moment, as if he was hiding something. It was so fleeting that no one else noticed.

Gu Changyuan didn't intend to investigate further.

It's perfectly normal for your apprentice to have some little secrets; there's no need to pry into everything.

So his gaze returned to Bai Ling'er.

Bai Ling'er coughed lightly and immediately shifted the topic to her fellow disciples:

"Reporting to Master, Senior Sister has not had a Daoist partner in the past thousand years."

The second senior brother's story is the same as the eldest senior sister's. However, about a hundred years ago, when the second senior brother was training outside, he saved a woman named Wang Yutang.

The other party is the current Holy Maiden of the Shuyu Sect in the Western Regions of Central Continent.

Since then, Miss Wang has developed a strong liking for her second senior brother and often takes the initiative to seek him out.

After learning that my second senior brother was the second patriarch of the Heavenly Holy Land, he visited the holy land even more often.

She was gentle and kind, and her talent and cultivation were also top-notch, which made the relationship between the Holy Land and the Shuyu Sect quite harmonious.

This time, her second senior brother was ordered to go to the Western Continent, and she went with him.

As Bai Ling'er narrated, Gu Changyuan had already picked up a slice of watermelon and was listening with great interest.

He knew his second disciple, Lin Jingyu, all too well; he was a typical sword fanatic.

He cherishes his sword like his own life, and has a cold and aloof personality. He is the standard template of a cold and aloof sword cultivator in the old Blue Star novels, the kind who can be used as an air conditioner in the summer.

Not only is he taciturn when facing enemies, but he is also rarely seen smiling in daily life. He is even more sparing with words when speaking to outsiders, and he exudes an aura that keeps strangers at bay.

Who would have thought that a thousand years later, there would be a young woman who "was not afraid of the cold" and took the initiative to pursue him?

That's something new.

"The situation of Fourth Junior Sister Yue Lingxi is similar to that of Eldest Senior Sister."

Seeing that her master was listening attentively, Bai Ling'er continued.

"However, the sixth junior brother (Qin Yu) and the seventh junior sister (Fang Yuwei) got together and became Daoist partners, and their feelings for each other were very deep."

Therefore, they went to the Northern Continent together this time.

"And there's Ninth Junior Sister (Xu Mengyao)."

As Bai Ling'er spoke, her smile held a mixture of helplessness and relief.

"She has become a Daoist partner with Zhuge Sijue, a direct descendant of the Zhuge family in Zhongzhou, and they are already officially married."

"Xiao Jiu got married?!"

Gu Changyuan was genuinely surprised this time, and even forgot to eat the watermelon in his hand.

"There's actually someone who can control her?"

This reaction was much stronger than when they heard that Qin Yu and Fang Yuwei had become Daoist partners.

The reason is simple: his ninth disciple, Xu Mengyao, is the most mischievous of the ten founding disciples.

Despite possessing a rare ice-type constitution, her personality is nothing like "pure and innocent" or "cold and aloof".

Gu Changyuan still remembers that when he first found Xu Mengyao, she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet she dared to sneak into a forest inhabited by Golden Core stage demonic beasts to steal the demonic beast eggs that they were guarding.

The result was naturally that they stirred up a hornet's nest, and were chased all over the mountain by several enraged Golden Core demon beasts.

After being brought back to the sect, this girl caused quite a bit of trouble. One day she stole a senior brother's carefully cultivated spiritual herb as a snack, and the next day she curiously activated an array she shouldn't have touched, almost trapping herself...

Every single one of these issues is a headache.

Fortunately, they were all minor matters that didn't cause any real trouble, so Gu Changyuan let her make a fuss.

With such a lively character around, the once quiet little sect has become much more lively and less monotonous.

And now, that small sect has become a great holy land.

"Um!"

Bai Ling'er nodded vigorously, and the other three nodded in agreement, their faces showing the sentiment that "Master is absolutely right."

"Xiao Jiu is so obedient in front of Zhuge Sijue. She has completely restrained her nature and is nothing like her mischievous self from before."

Seeing his four disciples speak with such unanimous agreement, Gu Changyuan felt a surge of interest and curiosity towards Zhuge Sijue, whom he had never met before.

"And what about you, Ling'er?"

Gu Changyuan changed the subject, throwing the question back at Bai Ling'er with a half-smile, his gaze gentle yet clear.

Bai Ling'er's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She lowered her eyes, avoiding her master's gaze, her voice calm yet carrying a barely perceptible tension:

"I... am in the same situation as my senior sister and fourth junior sister."