The Regent's Little Wife

Chapter 170 I am not asking for your opinion, I am just notifying you

"Okay... Immortal Lord... just do it."

"Okay... Heavenly Emperor... Since I have accepted your daughter as my disciple, Heavenly Emperor, if you need anything in the future, just ask someone to tell me..."

"Thank you... I'll leave Ning'er to you," Li Yuan said and left Xianshan Sect.

Sang Ning was already seriously injured. Jun Ze spent thousands of years of cultivation to save Sang Ning.

After Sang Ning woke up, she found that she was not injured. She remembered very clearly that the other party must have injured her, but why was she not injured now? Moreover, she had never seen this place before, and this was not Beili's palace. Where on earth was this?

She stood up and was about to go out, but the two maids who were looking after her blocked her way.

"Girl... my Immortal Master asked you to stay in the house and not to go out..."

Sang Ning pushed the two maids away and said, "How dare you... You even dare to stop me? Do you know who I am? Is your Immortal Master the one called Jun Ze? You are afraid of him, but I am not... Get out of here..." Sang Ning said as she was about to rush out of the house.

At this time, someone outside suddenly said, "It seems that you still haven't learned your lesson... You can't call me by my name." Jun Ze said, and then he came to the bedroom. Jun Ze waved his hand and asked the two maids to leave.

"It's you...you..." Sang Ning wanted to step forward to argue, but thinking about what happened yesterday, this man's magic was several levels higher than his own? He was no match for him at all. With just a wave of his hand, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Junze walked into his bedroom without any expression, sat on the stool, poured himself a cup of tea and started drinking.

Sang Ning took two steps forward and asked, "What exactly do you want to do? What did you capture me for? Do you know who my father is? I warn you, you'd better let me go, otherwise my father will never forgive you..."

"You are talking about your father, now it's Beili Huang Li Yuan, right? I just met your father. Your father is gone, and he has handed you over to me, so you'd better be polite when speaking to me, otherwise you will suffer..." Jun Ze said with a threatening tone.

"You...what do you want to do to me?" Sang Ning stepped forward and wanted to hit the man in front of her, but then she remembered what happened last night and put her hand down. She knew she was no match for the man in front of her, so she could only stare at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't worry... I won't do anything to you. I see that you are very talented. Do you want to be my last disciple?" Jun Ze asked.

Sang Ning listened as if... What does this man mean? He beat me up and then said he wanted to take me in as his last disciple. What does that mean? You're dreaming if you want to take me in as your disciple.

"What..." Sang Ning opened her mouth wide, having never expected the man in front of her to say that.

"What? I'm so excited that I can't even say anything..."

"Are you sick? Do you think you are worthy of me being your disciple?"

As soon as Sang Ning finished speaking, Jun Ze, who was standing next to him, shuddered slightly, but quickly recovered.

"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just informing you..." He said this with no expression on his face.

Damn, how can this man be so overbearing... He accepted an apprentice and forced him to do so. He didn't care whether he was willing or not? But if I don't agree, I guess I might not be able to leave here. Why don't you agree first? You still want to be my master. If you are my master, I will be your ancestor. Sang Ning only dared to complain in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

Junze, still without any expression on the surface. Huh? You still want to be my ancestor, you are really bold. On the surface, this performance is perfect, if I can't hear your mental activities, I don't know that you are so rich in your heart.

Sang Ning stood up with a smile on her face and deliberately knelt down in front of Jun Ze.

"Disciple greets Master..." Humph? I'll leave it at that for today, but I'll make you kneel back down someday.

Jun Ze nodded and said, "Okay... In three days, the apprenticeship ceremony will be held at Xianshan Sect. You are injured so you should take a good rest in these few days. Remember... Put away your little thoughts, otherwise I will definitely make you regret it... You should take a good rest. I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

Sang Ning, she looked at Jun Ze's back, she wanted to tear Jun Ze apart. Unfortunately, now she was in someone else's territory, and she could only obey other people's arrangements in everything.

She walked out of the house, and the maid did not stop her. The environment of this Xianshan Sect is very good. It should be on a mountain with an altitude of several thousand meters. There are birds singing and flowers blooming around. No wonder all the people living here are hermits. The air is so fresh. If this place is moved to the 25th century, it will be a very good tourist destination and can make a lot of money.

It's a pity that this plane is an imaginary plane. It's a plane in the novel, not real.

Since Sang Ning came to this dimension, she seldom went out. Except for staying in the Regent's Mansion and the Imperial Palace, she didn't have time to travel around. This place made her feel refreshed.

At this time, she didn't know where she was. She only saw a dozen people practicing with swords in front of her. In front of them was a middle-aged man watching them practice.

The middle-aged man turned around and saw Sang Ning. Who is this person? I have never heard of any immortal master in Xianshan Sect accepting female disciples. And...even if someone accepted a female disciple, I don't know. Doesn't she know the rules of Xianshan Sect?

Sang Ning also saw the middle-aged man. He did not hide, but walked towards him.

"Miss, may I ask whose disciple you are? Our Xianshan Sect has rules. Disciples are not allowed to move around freely in the Xianshan Sect... Miss... you should return the way you came. It would be bad if you run into an unsuspecting injured girl..."

Sang Ning thought, grandma has so many rules. I am your ancestor, who is she?

"I am... the closed disciple of Jun Ze the Immortal. I just arrived yesterday..." Sang Ning was still watching the dozen people practicing swordsmanship. He knew that Jun Ze's skills were profound, but the skills of these dozen people were not even one ten-thousandth of Jun Ze's. Sang Ning thought about it with a somewhat indignant expression on his face.

The middle-aged man was stunned. It was her... He had heard that the head senior brother brought back a seriously injured woman, and that the head senior brother did not hesitate to consume his own skills to heal the woman. He did not expect that it was such a young woman.

What does that look mean? Does he look down on us? Although the head brother wants to accept you as a disciple, after all, you have not participated in the apprenticeship ceremony. If you have not participated in the apprenticeship ceremony, you are not considered the head brother's disciple. You have not yet joined our Xianshan Sect, but you are so arrogant. I really don't know who gave you the courage.

"So you are the last disciple of the headmaster, I am so sorry. I am Guangling, the junior brother of your master. You looked at me just now and it seems that you are disdainful of my address." Guangling has always been a little unconvinced by his headmaster. Although he knows that his headmaster's skills are much higher than his own and he can't beat him at all, he is not convinced. He has accepted many disciples, but none of them can accomplish anything, unlike his headmaster, who has only accepted one disciple, but that disciple is really capable.

He didn't expect that he would be laughed at by this female disciple who had not yet entered the sect in front of him today. How could he bear it?