The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 249: One move in a hundred years
Ruthless Palace

Cang Yan sent Elder Juexun away, and Cao Fu came in, bowed and saluted: "Your Highness——"

Miaoyuan held the spiritual tea cup in her hand, sat in the middle of the bed and looked at her and said, "How is it? What did my father say?"

"His Royal Highness the King of Hell said that your punishment has ended, so you don't have to worry about it and just take good care of yourself."

"The punishment is over?" Miaoyuan crawled over excitedly, holding the cup of spiritual tea in her hand and almost spilled it on the bed, but Cao Fu quickly picked it up and put it aside.

"Yes, your highness, don't worry. Your highness made it very clear that your punishment has been completed. You can rest assured."

"Really?" Miaoyuan lay down on the bed, trying her best to recall the scene at that time, but she couldn't remember anything.

"Oh, no matter what, no matter what, as long as the punishment is over, I will feel at ease."

"Yes, yes," Cao Fu nodded, "Your Highness, can you ask the ghost servant to give you the medicine?"

Miaoyuan lay on the bed, patted her little butt and said, "Come on, come on."

……

Cangling Mountain

Fenglingxuan——Inside the Presbytery

In the majestic and empty main hall, upside-down dragon and tiger pilasters border the sky and the earth.The few fragrances that come out are like ambergris with a sweet earthy smell, and also like the freshness after a drizzle.

On the high seat, plush tiger skins were spread all over the floor along the steps. He looked cruel and perverse, and had to surrender.Luan Jin's wall chair is spacious and comfortable, and the lanterns and scepters placed on both sides are solemn and solemn.

On both sides of the lower table, there are two futons for sitting on the floor, and in front of each is a small exquisitely carved rosewood table.Behind them are carved rosewood screens with different patterns and styles.

The retro kite-style palace door was pushed open, and four elders strode in. The corners of their red and feathery clothes brought elegance to the place.

"Sir, Master——" The four of them stepped forward to salute together. Their half-bent waists were respectful and upright, and their straight backs did not dare to let anyone ignore their grace.

"Wow," above the high seat, a golden-white light quickly transformed into a long and steady figure.

"Four elders, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down."

"Thank you, Master." The four elders slowly walked to their seats and sat down in their seats.

Among them, Chu Mengcheng, the first leader of Sakya Demon Island on the right, raised his eyes and looked over, asking: "What urgent matter is there, Master, to call the four of us here in such a hurry?"

He had important things to do today. If he hadn't followed his orders, he would have taken his disciples down the mountain long ago.

On the high seat, the sect leader Guan Lan took out the book in his space and used the power of magic to transfer it to his hand through the air.

"I called you here today to ask who of you would like to accept him as his disciple?"

Chu Mengcheng took the book in his hand doubtfully, opened it and looked at it. He couldn't help but look at it. He was startled when he saw it, "Snake King Han Mo?!"

"He wants to become our disciple in Canglingshan?!"

As soon as these words came out, the other three elders also raised their eyes and looked over, each with their own confusion.

Elder Ruolin, the headmaster of Xiangyu Mountain, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but tilted his head and looked over, "His current cultivation level is already a rare cultivation wizard among the younger generation, how could he think of worshiping him?" Are we under Canglingshan Gate?"

The two elders opposite couldn't help but said: "Bring it here and let me see it."

Chu Mengcheng used the power of the spell and threw the book directly over, "Here, give it, Great Elder, take a good look at it, such an outstanding cultivation wizard, don't give it up in vain!"

Hua Qinyan, the elder of Muzhenshan Head Court, took the book he threw over steadily, looked down at it, and said nothing.

"Let me see." Another elder sitting next to him, Fan, said.

Hua Qinyan handed the booklet to her, feeling a little thoughtful in his heart.

Fanli glanced down and shook his head with a sigh, "He is indeed a rare talent, but it's a pity... There are mostly female disciples under my sect, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to admit him." It's a pity, it's a rare opportunity in a million years. He is a cultivation prodigy and a rare outstanding youngster among this generation of juniors.

Fourth Elder Ruolin, who was sitting across from him, also shook his head regretfully, "Yeah, it's a pity. My disciples are all Demon Clan disciples, so it's hard to accept him as a Demon Clan person."

Because Ruolin, the fourth elder of Cangling Mountain, is a member of the royal family of the demon clan, most of the disciples he accepted were from the demon clan.What's more, the disciples of the demon clan are unruly and arrogant. Except for Ruolin, it is difficult for several other elders to suppress and discipline them.

Therefore, he already accepts enough demon disciples every year, and he simply does not have the time and energy to accept disciples from other clans.

Another reason is...

"Besides, it takes a million years for our sect to accept a closed disciple. I can save it for our demon clan's young prince."

Either this year or next year, their little prince will be an adult. When he enters Cangling Mountain, he will definitely be his disciple. He has to save his place.

Fanli was a little surprised, "The little prince of the demon clan is going to be an adult so soon?"

"Yes, yes, time flies too fast."

"Oh, isn't this easy?!" Chu Mengcheng took the book back, stood up and said happily: "You can't accept him as a disciple, so I will give this closed disciple to me."

Hahahaha, I picked up a cultivation prodigy for nothing. I really woke up laughing when I went back to dream.

"Wait a minute!" Hua Qinyan, the elder sitting opposite, suddenly stood up.

Chu Mengcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but clenched the book in his hand, "What does this mean, Great Elder? Is it possible that you want to admit him?"

As soon as these words came out, even Guan Lan, who was sitting on the high seat, raised his head and looked over.

Hua Qinyan struggled for a long time, then decided: "Give it to me, I will accept him as a closed disciple."

Chu Mengcheng: "..."

No, why didn't you say that just now?
Ruolin beside him smiled, looked at him and waved his hand, but who knows, this is the first time that their great elder has asked for someone.

"Lord Sect Leader?" Chu Mengcheng looked at the high seat and signaled with his eyes, "You have to make the decision for me. He didn't want it just now."

Guan Lan looked at Hua Qinyan and asked in a low voice, "Have you made your decision?"

"Lord Sect Master!!" Chu Mengcheng was anxious.

Hua Qinyan nodded cautiously, "Well, we are missing a junior in our sect who can wield a sword like a god."

Chu Mengcheng: "..."

There is no shortage in his palace.

"Okay, in that case, this Hanmo will come to your door."

The book in Chu Mengcheng's hand was pulled away by Guan Lan with the power of magic, and fell into Hua Qinyan's hand through the air.

He took the book and bowed, "Thank you, Master."

Chu Mengcheng: "..."

It’s over, the duck that reached its beak flew away.

Fanli stood up and smiled, saluted the great elder and said, "Congratulations, you have another cultivation genius on Mibiscus Mountain."

Ruolin also stood up and congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations."

Chu Mengcheng snorted angrily, tossed his sleeves and left the hall, preparing to go down the mountain.

He would never come up to this lousy place next time, and no good thing would ever happen to him.

(End of this chapter)