C29 (1/2)

”Ling Hao, which hall do you want to join?”

The hall master of the Green Dragon Hall asked.

”What's the difference between the four great halls?” Ling Hao asked.

The head of the Black Tortoise Hall said, ”Our Black Tortoise Hall focuses on defense. There's no need for us to be so complicated with our training. It's simple and unadorned.”

Green Dragon Palace's Head glared at him and laughed: ”It's just a turtle shell, its defense is definitely strong, but what's the use? ”When it comes to our Cyan Dragon Hall's cultivation technique, it can't even withstand a single blow!”

The head of the Black Tortoise Palace bellowed, ”Bastard, one more word?”

However, White Tiger Hall Master said, ”White Tiger Hall and Blue Dragon Hall are similar. Both of them are skilled in offensive martial arts. Ling Hao, I hope that you can come to White Tiger Hall.”

Aside from Vermillion Bird Hall Master, who stood a bit further away, the other three were all just bragging.

He wasn't good at winning over others, and Vermillion Bird Hall was truly a small place. In these past few years, every time there were geniuses, they would be taken away by the other three halls. There were fewer and fewer disciples.

At this time, Yang Linglong walked over and said to the Vermillion Bird Hall Master, ”Hall Master, if I pull Ling Hao into our Vermillion Bird Hall, can I be promoted to a Successor Disciple next year?”

Yang Linglong pitifully looked at the Vermillion Bird Hall Master. Although this school was owned by the Spirit Flame Race, it had the same identity as his grandfather. Even though she had been lawless since he was young, she still had to abide by the rules of the school.

She was now at the first stage of True Sun and was only a Vermillion Bird Courtyard inner court disciple. Although she lived in a room by herself, she wished to become a Successor Disciple, so that she could live in a palace and also recruit close friends to follow her. This was the same as establishing a sect and becoming the strongest hall master.

When the Vermillion Bird Hall's hall master heard this, he was slightly stunned. He asked in astonishment, ”Linglong, you know that Ling Hao?”

”Him.” ”Our relationship is really good.” Yang Linglong said.

After which, her face flushed red.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master had a complex expression on his face. Just what sort of fiendish demon was this Ling Hao that could make this witch fall for him?

Then, he thought for a moment and whispered, ”As long as you can pull him into our Vermillion Bird Hall, cultivate well and I'll let you enter the ranks of true disciples. From then on, you'll be even more free to do whatever you want as long as you don't violate the rules of the academy.”

”It's a deal!” Yang Linglong's face was flushed red. She turned around and walked towards Ling Hao, saying in a spoiled manner, ”Join the Vermillion Bird Hall, is that possible?”

Ling Hao shivered; he had never seen the coquettish Yang Linglong before.