Yuan Qingling complained endlessly. Although she poured a cup of tea and he drank it, how could the apprenticeship banquet be so simple? Wasn't it necessary to set up an incense table and announce it to heaven and earth? Moreover, she had never kowtowed to the master. As for the

The second generation successor of the Lenglang Clan, forget it, their jobs are essentially different, she is to steal people from the Lord of Hell, while the Lenglang Clan is to give people to the Lord of Hell, she does not want to be the successor.

Little did she know that this was the result of a night's discussion between Fourth Master and Rong Yue. Since he couldn't kill her, and he couldn't disband the Lenglang Clan, he could only make her the future successor of the Lenglang Clan. Lenglang Clan couldn't kill him.

Sect Master, therefore, one hundred thousand taels can be legitimately withdrawn.

And because Su Dahe is now dead, the fourth master decided to buy 100,000 taels of face value ghost coins and burn them for him, so that he would not be owed any more.

Although the Fourth Master felt that this transaction was a big loss and he paid two million taels of silver, and Lenglang Sect was about to be given away, at any rate, Lenglang Sect was saved in this "precarious" situation.

Yuan Qingling squatted half-crouched, clenched his fists and stretched out his hands. After Rong Yue corrected him a hundred times, his posture finally met the specifications. However, within a moment, his legs trembled, his hands trembled, and his whole body trembled. He could no longer hold up.

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Rong Yue shook her head and said: "Princess, your body is too weak. If you are in danger in the future, how will you save yourself? You really have to practice hard, and you don't want to be a top master. At least you have to be able to protect yourself.

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Yuan Qingling knew she was right, but she had never practiced martial arts, how could she endure such hardship? The most important thing was that she still had many things to be busy with.

However, Fourth Master's decision to ask her to practice martial arts was supported by everyone in the house, especially Yu Wenhao. He believed that her health was too poor and that learning martial arts could strengthen her body. He had this plan in the past, but he really couldn't bear it.

He came to make her suffer, and now that someone else was doing it for her, he was naturally happy to raise his hands in approval.

As for Man'er, Ah Si, Xu Yi, Tang Yang and others, they themselves knew martial arts and thought that learning martial arts was not difficult, so after a while, everyone gathered around her to encourage her.

Yuan Qingling saw everyone's earnest eyes, and her knees that had softened slowly tightened again. She didn't expect that just walking like this could be so hard, and her whole body was soaked in sweat.

When the Fourth Master relented and allowed her to take a rest, she felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She walked haphazardly into the pavilion with her legs hanging out, trembling so hard that she doubted her life.

She took a sip of water and said to Fourth Master: "Fourth Master, I don't want to be the heir of Lenglang Clan."

Fourth Master said slowly and calmly: "Call Master."

"..." Yuan Qingling looked at him with a serious face, "Don't you think this is a bit of a joke? Just taking a sip of tea is considered a apprenticeship?"

"Well," Fourth Master thought for a moment, "it's indeed a bit of a joke."

Yuan Qing Ling said hurriedly: "Yes, the Fourth Master is the master of the Lenglang Sect and has a transcendent status in the world. How can he be so perfunctory about recruiting disciples? So..."

Fourth Master interrupted her and made a decision, "Then let's have a serious apprenticeship banquet."

Yuan Qing Ling was startled and was about to object when Rong Yue whispered in her ear: "There is a red envelope for apprenticeship, a big one, and, young master of the Lenglang Clan, you can spend whatever money you earn from the Lenglang Clan in the future.

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Chapter completed!