Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 687: Chapter 688: Sunny and Cheerful Big Boy

Inside the god shrine.

Zheng Zhaoling silently watched Cui Hao’s performance.

Watching the person who, in this tiny temple, had devised strategies and manipulated all of Yunmeng Marsh in the palm of his hand, now acting like a child who had just gained intelligence.

"Grandpa, can’t you let me look cool just once?"

"All this time I’ve treated you with respect! I don’t just call you grandpa with my mouth—in my heart, in my actions, I’ve treated you like the grandpa of all grandpas!"

"Grandpa! Think about it—when your divine light leaked out, the shocked expression on the other side wasn’t approval of me, it was approval of you!"

"On the surface, I’m the one looking cool, but actually, you’re the one looking cool!"

"I have such a pure heart, why can’t you understand?"

Cui Hao’s tone was sincere, his face even more urgent, except if you ignored the fact that one foot was stepping on the scabbard, both hands were gripping the hilt, veins bulging as he pulled with all his might...

Zheng Zhaoling felt that Cui Hao’s words did have some truth to them—at least he seemed fairly sincere.

"Stop pulling." Zheng Zhaoling’s tone also carried some helplessness. "I know this is your master’s divine weapon. Just tell me who you are, and I’ll believe you, okay?"

Cui Hao gritted his teeth:

"No! Even if it’s my grandpa, it can’t mess with me! The only one who can mess with me is my master!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Zhaoling was also somewhat at a loss for words, then she said:

"Is your master Chu Xingchen?"

Not everything was unrelated. If you examined Cui Hao’s plan carefully, the core of it was getting her to come to Yunmeng Marsh, which aligned with Chu Xingchen’s suddenly strange actions.

Moreover, recognizing a person through their divine weapon—not only did the weapon’s owner need to be well-known, the weapon itself had to be unique enough.

Chu Xingchen’s Wanban was extremely unique and irreplicable. To this day, outsiders still hadn’t figured out what Wanban was made of or how it was forged.

It could not only channel spiritual energy and heavenly tribulation but also continuously change forms, and its strength was terrifyingly formidable.

"Don’t guess!" Cui Hao pulled even harder. "Wait until my grandpa reveals its true form, and you’ll know."

Zheng Zhaoling lightly rubbed her forehead at this: "You don’t need to explain. I believe you, okay?"

"What’s said and what’s seen with your own eyes are still different!" Cui Hao’s spiritual energy surged, and he continued through gritted teeth,

"Grandpa! Damn it! I have a temper too!"

Watching this scene, Zheng Zhaoling actually laughed out loud—a laugh that even she couldn’t tell whether it was from helplessness or from being amused by Cui Hao’s appearance.

No matter how hard Cui Hao tried, Wanban remained completely unmoved.

"Hiss! Hah!"

Cui Hao let go of his hands, his eyes fixed tightly on Wanban.

Just as Zheng Zhaoling thought Cui Hao was about to give up.

Cui Hao stood back in his original position, his gaze sorrowful as he looked at the spiritual treasure divine weapon on the table:

"Grandpa, don’t push me!"

Hearing this, Zheng Zhaoling actually became somewhat interested—what other trick did Cui Hao have?

"Grandpa! If you keep pushing me, I’ll kneel right here!" Cui Hao said, pointing at Zheng Zhaoling. "You know my master cares about face. If I kneel, and she spreads the word!"

"That face will be completely lost!"

"When Master comes after you in the future, don’t blame me for not warning you, Grandpa!"

As Cui Hao spoke, his knees bent slightly, while he still delivered tough talk:

"Grandpa! You understand my master’s personality! Face is very important, okay!"

After his words fell.

Whether Wanban was truly afraid of Chu Xingchen or simply had no other way to deal with Cui Hao’s pestering, a trace of spiritual light emerged from the scabbard.

Seeing this, Cui Hao immediately beamed with joy, straightened up, reached out and grabbed the scabbard with one hand, and placed the other on the hilt.

He looked at the somewhat dumbfounded Zheng Zhaoling before him:

"When we open our hearts to each other, it should be witnessed with our own eyes!"

With that, Cui Hao acted as if nothing had happened before, gripped the hilt, and lifted!

Wanban unsheathed!

Brilliant spiritual light shone through, and the pressure of the Great Dao was awe-inspiring.

Within the god shrine, spiritual light dotted the air, and dao essence swept through.

Zheng Zhaoling naturally recognized it at a glance—this was the genuine Wanban.

The spiritual energy pressure inside was almost identical to the records of Chu Xingchen’s spiritual energy pressure—pure and authentic.

Wanban’s dao essence also resonated somewhat with Chu Xingchen.

This was evidence of a deeper connection between the spiritual treasure and its master.

Zheng Zhaoling’s expression was quite gratified, and she slowly began to applaud.

Naturally, this applause was not for Wanban, but for Cui Hao.

To be able to perform like that and then automatically pretend the previous words and actions never happened, naturally continuing to look cool.

This kind of mental state was far more worthy of appreciation than simply revealing Wanban.

It had to be said—today had once again refreshed Zheng Zhaoling’s impression of Cui Hao.

Cui Hao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the Wanban in his hand, his tone solemn:

"As you can see, my master’s lineage... you seeing Wanban..."

Cui Hao paused, thought for a moment, and decided to add an honorific before continuing:

"...seeing the Wanban... Grandpa in my hand, you know my identity."

"I am Cui Hao, my master’s fifth disciple."

Hearing this, Zheng Zhaoling continued applauding:

"Worthy of a famous master producing a brilliant student. I believe that with your master’s and your status, you wouldn’t be interested in the Teng Snake. I won’t misunderstand you on that point. I just have another small question, and I hope Fellow Daoist Cui can answer it for me."

Cui Hao reached out to gently stroke Wanban, wanting to properly experience the sword immortal demeanor that had ended before it began—but the next moment, his outstretched hand was flicked away by Wanban.

A wave of numbness in his hand.

Cui Hao cleared his throat lightly and didn’t make any more moves. This Grandpa Wanban wouldn’t let him do this or that—he’d just tell Master about it later!

He said seriously:

"Fellow daoist, ask away."

Zheng Zhaoling pursed her lips, pretending not to see Cui Hao’s embarrassing behavior, and asked:

"Dare I ask Fellow Daoist Cui, what is your purpose in coming to Yunmeng Marsh? Were you sent by your master?"

"Uh..." Cui Hao was at a loss for words, then said quietly, "To tell the truth, I actually came on a mission for training—to capture evil cultivators hiding in Yunmeng Marsh."

"It’s just that after arriving, I found the situation in Yunmeng Marsh..."

Zheng Zhaoling didn’t ask further and simply nodded lightly.

Rather than asking Cui Hao, who had been tormented by his master’s spiritual treasure into using coercion and inducement just to unsheath it, it would be better to ask Chu Xingchen face-to-face next time she visited the Tianyan Sect.

Having been used as a pawn, it wasn’t going to be let go that easily.

Moreover, what Cui Hao had done also aligned with her wishes.

Zheng Zhaoling asked again: "Then, Fellow Daoist Cui, are your matters in Yunmeng Marsh completed? Do you still need my help?"

"Done." Cui Hao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhaoling nodded slowly, then stood up, flipped her hands, and said coldly:

"Then get out."

Cui Hao froze at these words, then silently sheathed the Wanban he had worked so hard to unsheathe. Without a word, he simply nodded lightly and turned to walk out.

Zheng Zhaoling watched Cui Hao’s somewhat lonely figure walk to the door, then she spoke again:

"You promised to treat me to a meal. When you come back to the Tianyan Sect..."

"Understood." Cui Hao turned around, a brilliant smile on his face. "I know where Master hides his Chunnuan. I’ll steal it for you."

Zheng Zhaoling saw a ray of sunlight slanting down, illuminating Cui Hao’s brilliant smiling face, his eyes full of joy.

She froze slightly at the sight.

Cui Hao smiled and waved, then turned and left.

Hey! Playing pitiful really works!

Zheng Zhaoling stood in place, her lips pursing lightly.

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