This Disciple Was Not Raised In Vain

"Junior Sister, I am the first disciple that Teacher mentioned. You can call me Senior Sister Yue!"

Yue looked at Zhao Yuyan with a gentle gaze, just like a big sister looking at a little sister.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Yue!"

Zhao Yuyan's voice made her feel fuzzy inside.

"Junior Sister, in the future, you, me, and Teacher will be family!"

Yue held Zhao Yuyan's hand affectionately.

Her junior sister was adorable.

"Family... I..."

Hearing Yue's words, Zhao Yuyan's eyes trembled.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed past.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!"

His disciples' greetings warmed his heaert.

Ye Xuan nodded with a smile, and then waved his sleeve. A few pills suddenly fell in front of Huang Ling, who caught them in a daze.

"The spirit moon tree was swallowed by the spatial crack. These few pills are compensation," Ye Xuan said.