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Ye Chuanze raised his eyes slightly upon hearing this and said, "Are you serious, my friend?"
"Of course I am serious," Di Jun replied.
Ye Chuanze then turned his gaze to carefully examine the only remaining prince of the demon clan sitting beside Di Jun. Dressed in golden luxurious robes, the attire did not convey the majesty and nobility of a demon ruler; instead, it gave off a sense of wealth and splendor. Due to his young age, he had not yet tied his hair or worn a crown. Perhaps wanting to showcase his authority as the Demon Prince, he did not style his hair in the typical two round buns like other children but instead tied his long black hair into a high ponytail. With his delicate and finely sculpted little face, he could easily be mistaken for a girl at first glance.
"What about his hair..." Ye Chuanze couldn't help but ask.
"It was styled by Xi He," Di Jun said, his expression softening slightly at the mention of his wife. He continued with a hint of frustration, "She has always wanted a girl and has complained to me about it quite a bit."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze understood. The goddess Xi He, who was rumored to have captured Di Jun's heart, was indeed a formidable character. When Di Jun pursued her, he faced many challenges from her, and those who were present at Purple Cloud Palace during that time certainly enjoyed watching Di Jun's struggles. This ancient goddess of the Primordial era was known for being powerful, like Nuwa, the Queen Mother of the West, and Heavenly Empress Xihe. Even the supposedly gentle and kind Ancestral Witch Houtu had once been seen by Ye Chuanze slapping a seven-foot-tall man across the room. That sight had terrified him, leading him to feel uneasy around women ever since.
Ye Chuanze believed that his path toward same-sex relationships stemmed from being tempted by Hongjun, while external factors included being intimidated by the fierce women of the Primordial. No wonder friendships among the Primordial were often between pairs of males; heterosexual relationships rarely ended well.
Regarding the brave decision of marrying Xi He, Di Jun had always held deep admiration from Ye Chuanze. This fearless spirit of enduring hardship and danger was precisely why he was known as the Demon Emperor. Raising his teacup for a sip, Ye Chuanze said, "If you work hard, perhaps next year you can add another member to our demon clan; that would be a joyous occasion."
Hearing this, Di Jun smiled and said, "If possible, I would like to have another boy." As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Lu Ya, reaching out to stroke Lu Ya's head with an incredibly gentle voice. "I hope this child will be as fortunate as I was, having a brother by his side for support." After saying this, a flash of cold killing intent crossed Di Jun's eyes as if recalling those unfortunate children who had met tragic ends due to schemes against them.
Ye Chuanze guessed that he was thinking about those unfortunate children who had suffered misfortunes. With a sigh in his heart, he turned to look at Lu Ya. "You heard what your father said; you must understand why he brought you here today. Now I ask you: do you wish to take me as your master?"
Lu Ya looked up at him with black eyes fixed on him, expressionless and lips tightly pressed together.
After a long moment, Ye Chuanze heard him speak clearly and firmly, "I do."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze smiled. He looked at him warmly and said, "From today onward, you shall be my foremost disciple."
"From now on, you must listen well! My apprentice," Ye Chuanze added as he placed a hand on top of his head.
Lu Ya pressed his lips together, and after a moment, he said "Hmm," and fell silent again.
Ye Chuanze, seeing this, merely shook his head and smiled, saying nothing further.
Di Jun, having achieved the purpose of his visit today, did not linger any longer. He bid farewell to Ye Chuanze and was about to leave. Ye Chuanze glanced at Lu Ya, who was standing beside him but had been staring at Di Jun, then patted his head and said, "Go see your father off."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ya looked up at him, bit his lip, and walked over to Di Jun, following him as they left.
Ye Chuanze stood there watching the father and son depart hand in hand, unable to help but touch his face as he said, "Why do I feel like I'm the bad guy breaking up their deep father-son bond?"
After a long while, he shook his head and smiled, realizing that even at this moment he still had the mood to think about such things.
It seems that the current situation of the Lich Clans is not optimistic! Otherwise, Di Jun would not have sent his only precious son, the prince of the demon clan, to him. Di Jun was arrogant throughout his life and held himself in high regard; how could he be someone who would pass on the Renjiao to him? His actions were merely to leave a way out for Lu Ya. Rather than saying that Di Jun valued him and wanted Lu Ya to take him as a master, it would be more accurate to say that Di Jun was looking at Dao Ancestor Hongjun behind him, hoping to use him to protect his son.
Ye Chuanze naturally understood Di Jun's little thoughts. Coincidentally, Ye Chuanze also wanted to find a way out for the demon clan. Now that Di Jun had brought the future Demon Emperor of the demon clan right to his doorstep, he certainly would not let this opportunity slip by. No matter what, he could not bear to watch the demon clan fall into a situation where they were bullied by others without anyone to defend them.
Ye Chuanze thought that if Di Jun knew that in his heart he had already labeled him as cannon fodder for the dead long ago, he wondered if it would make him so angry that they would end up fighting. He recalled the days in Purple Cloud Palace when everyone gathered to learn Daoist teachings together; despite some conflicts, there was also a unique charm in those times. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly and feel nostalgic. Back then, no one had expected that they would end up like this today.
Shaking his head, Ye Chuanze returned to the pavilion and sat down. He took out a jug of wine from his sleeve and poured himself a drink.
Outside the pavilion, petals from the Peach Blossom Tree fell softly onto the ground.
When Lu Ya returned, he saw this scene: Ye Chuanze with flushed cheeks from drinking slightly too much wine held a Wine Jug in his hand. Upon seeing Lu Ya come back, he turned to look at him; his fair face seemed to be tinted with rouge, black hair cascading down as his gaze became hazy. He said, "You’re back."
Lu Ya paused upon hearing this, hesitating in his heart whether or not to respond.
But then he heard Ye Chuanze continue speaking: "Your father has left. I understand you feel reluctant. But don’t cry over it; I’ve always disliked people who easily shed tears. Instead of crying here, you should focus on learning your skills so as not to disappoint your father's expectations of you."
After a pause, Ye Chuanze glanced at Lu Ya's expressionless face and continued: "Very good; you didn’t cry. I’m quite pleased. Hmm... It seems there’s nothing much more to say; let’s just leave it at that and save some words. However, there is one principle I hope you understand..."
Ye Chuanze suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, his gaze becoming sharp as he said, "Since you are my disciple, there is nothing to fear. If anyone bullies you in the future, just fight back fiercely! If you don't fight back, be prepared to come back and take my punishment! My disciple, Ye Chuanze, is not someone to be bullied! Don't worry, I will protect you in everything!"
Lu Ya looked at Ye Chuanze, whose expression had suddenly turned stern and whose aura had become fierce. After listening to his commanding words, he couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart, thinking that having a master like him was quite good.
"Well... if I can't do it, there's still your Master!" Ye Chuanze continued, "In this world, anyone who can challenge your Master is already dead!" Suddenly recalling the Demon Ancestor in the demon realm, he thought that even the Demon Ancestor had once fallen at Hongjun's hands, so what he said wasn't entirely wrong!
Lu Ya suddenly felt that having such a second-generation master was indeed reliable.
Alright, this second-generation master's background was solid enough; indeed, ordinary people wouldn't dare provoke him. Lu Ya silently thought about what Di Jun had informed him about Ye Chuanze's background before coming here.
Ye Chuanze suddenly stood up and walked towards Lu Ya. The handsome man with wide sleeves and flowing robes looked as if he might be swept away by the wind. Lu Ya stood still, not moving at all.
When Ye Chuanze passed by him, he stopped and placed a hand on Lu Ya's head, saying, "I haven't heard you call me Master yet."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ya paused for a moment. After a long while, he moved his lips but didn't say a word.
Ye Chuanze waited for a while without hearing him speak. He smiled helplessly and said, "Forget it; I won't force you." After saying that, he ruffled Lu Ya's hair and walked away.
After he had taken a few steps, a clear voice called out from behind him, "Master."
Ye Chuanze paused his steps and smiled. He casually tossed something over and said, "A gift for becoming my disciple!"
Lu Ya caught the item and took a closer look; it turned out to be a sword. The sword was still in its sheath but emanated an extremely strong and domineering aura; it was clearly a high-quality sword. When Lu Ya drew the sword, a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes, causing his heart to race. This was a fine Acquired Treasure; his master was quite generous!
Lu Ya's expression clearly showed that he liked the sword very much. Ye Chuanze, walking ahead, secretly glanced back at his slightly delighted expression and smiled slightly. This was originally meant as a birthday gift for Fuxi but had been disrupted by Hongjun. Now it had fallen into Lu Ya's hands; this was indeed a fine Acquired Treasure. Although it was an Acquired Treasure, it was something he had put effort into forging.
Thus, Ye Chuanze gained another disciple, and Yunze Cave welcomed one more person.
Ye Chuanze had the attendants prepare a room for him, so Lu Ya settled into his Cave. This was Ye Chuanze's first time taking on a disciple; he took great care in teaching Lu Ya, fearing that any negligence on his part would hinder Lu Ya's talent.
Before Di Jun sent Lu Ya, Ye Chuanze had never considered taking on a disciple. When the Three Pure Ones were establishing their sect and recruiting disciples, he had thought about it, but ultimately decided against it because he couldn't find a suitable candidate that met his expectations. Later, during a conversation with Hongjun, he mentioned the idea of taking on a disciple and said, "Master, do you think I should take on a disciple? To spread righteousness and revitalize my Xuanmen."
At that time, Hongjun looked at him and spoke in a cold voice that carried an indescribable warmth and indulgence, saying, "You are still just an immature disciple yourself; how can you take on disciples? Don't waste others' time."
Because of Hongjun's words, Ye Chuanze never entertained the thought of taking on a disciple again.
As Hongjun said, he was still just an inexperienced disciple enjoying his master's affection and leniency; how could he teach others strictly?
Now, having taken Lu Ya as his disciple, Ye Chuanze was particularly strict in his teachings. He held high hopes for Lu Ya and could not afford to delay his progress due to his own negligence.
Unfortunately for Lu Ya, he was being tormented by his master, who had transformed into a demon in an instant. It's all tears when it comes to this!
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