All My Disciples Suck!

Chapter 99: It’s my turn

“Eh? Wang Yue turned her gaze and didn’t notice anything strange about He Yiming, so she continued to ask curiously.

“Your three disciples are truly outstanding! Could you tell Master what cultivation technique you taught them?” Wang Yue asked again.

“Cough, cough, cough, It was a cave discovered by disciple when he was being chased by a demon beast in the Extremely Desolate Region!

“There are some ancient basic techniques in there. One of them is called the Colored Arm! In a short period of time, he could strengthen his body!” He Yiming said slowly.

“Colored Arm?” He Yiming’s answer left Wang Yue somewhat puzzled. “I didn’t expect your luck to be so good! “

“Thank you, Master!”

“Is the Extremely Desolate Region very dangerous? Can I have a word?”

“Yes, the south is a desert, the north is the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are countless demon beasts, and there is the Sea Race to the east. The disciples paid a great price before repelling the advance of the Sea Race …” He Yiming answered Wang Yue’s question.

“Master?” As he spoke, He Yiming’s expression suddenly changed. It was because Wang Yue had approached him at an unknown time. Her face was barely an inch away from He Yiming.

“Yiming, you smell … much better than before!” Wang Yue smiled faintly. The tip of her tongue stretched out slightly, and He Yiming could even feel the moisture on his face.

Master!!! He Yiming instantly felt a sense of terror, and his back was drenched to the point that the power of the Azure Emperor Eternal Body within his body almost exploded. Fortunately, He Yiming had suppressed it, so he didn’t reveal it.

However, He Yiming quickly took a step back and pulled away from Wang Yue.

He Yiming naturally didn’t think that Wang Yue had taken a liking to him. If he thought this way, he would be courting death.

He Yiming once had a young man who claimed to have an unrivalled background. He had relied on the support of a high-ranked sect-level clan to run amok.

It was even to the extent that he openly teased Wang Yue and said that he would marry Wang Yue.

Then the next day … this young man disappeared mysteriously.

It wasn’t just this young man who had disappeared. The great clans within the fourth rank sect backing him, which had over 100,000 people, disappeared.

Right, it was a mysterious disappearance.

There were no signs of battle, no corpses, not even a drop of blood. He Yiming heard the news from some of the other powerful families.

There were at least three peak Sea-Wheel experts in that fourth rank sect. In the end, they vanished overnight.

Thus, in the past four years, almost all the students that saw Wang Yue walked around.

However, what He Yiming was truly afraid of was not this. When he was still in the academy, He Yiming could sense that Wang Yue’s gaze was unusual when she was guiding him in refining pills.

That wasn’t a look of watching a student, that was a look of staring at prey.

In that instant, He Yiming had the feeling that he would be eaten …

“Ahem, ahem, Master, my disciples are still waiting for me. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first,” He Yiming quickly took a few steps back and carefully asked.

“This is for you!” Wang Yue turned around and casually tossed a jade slip to He Yiming.

“This is?” He Yiming was stunned.

“There are some heavenly resources and earthly treasures inside, as well as the records of the pill recipes. It’s roughly … ten times more than the records of all the books in Haotian Academy! That should help you a lot!” Wang Yue said with a smile.

“Thank you, Master!” He Yiming was shocked, and he hastily bowed.

This gift is too valuable, isn’t it? He Yiming didn’t understand why Wang Yue casually gave him such a precious gift.

Could it be that she really took a fancy to me?

Cough cough cough …

“That’s right!” Wang Yue turned around to leave, but she suddenly spoke. “In the future, don’t go looking for Nangong Li anymore. You’ll die!”

“Why?” He Yiming’s face darkened.

“If you don’t have the strength of a Heavenly Pill cultivator, continuing on will only get you and your disciples killed!” Wang Yue said before she smiled sweetly and left.

“…” He Yiming was silent.

He Yiming didn’t believe it even if he was told to give up. But Wang Yue had no reason to lie to him.

“Heavenly Pill Realm?” He Yiming clenched his fists tightly. For the first time, he sensed the terrifying darkness surrounding Nangong Li.

With the Azure Emperor Eternal Body, as long as he didn’t die, he would reach the Heavenly Pill Realm within a hundred years.

But at that time, everything would be too late.

“Looks like it’s also time …” He Yiming whispered to himself.

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When He Yiming returned to the square, his nose almost went crooked.

“I’m the most beloved disciple of Brother Ming! All of you, ladies and sisters, just one handshake and you can get Brother Ming’s autograph!

“One hug, you can get Brother Ming’s personal clothes!

“A kiss, I’ll have Brother Ming take a picture with you!

“There’s also a super bloodletting VIP service. Brother Ming’s pants, the friendly action price, as long as …” Beef Noodles excitedly shouted at the common disciples of Haotian Academy.

“Really?”

“I, I want to shake hands with Senior Brother He. Is that okay?”

“Senior Beef Noodles, I’m a male, so can I trade it for a relative?”

These commoner students were all hardcore fans of He Yiming. They were all asking anxiously.

“How could Beef Noodles lie … Pfft!” Before Beef Noodles could finish speaking, He Yiming smashed his heel into his head and fainted.

“I’m sorry, junior brothers, junior sisters … this inferior disciple likes to talk nonsense the most. Don’t believe a single word he said!” He Yiming spoke calmly and carried Beef Noodles.

“Senior Brother He, can you join me?”

“Senior Brother He, after I graduate, can … can I enter your sect?”

“Senior Brother He, I believe that you will definitely become the number one expert in the Northern Spiritual Realm.”

The commoner students of Haotian Academy all spoke excitedly. They all looked at He Yiming with worship.

“The Extremely Desolation Region was hopeless. Without Senior Wang Ping’s cultivation at the Sea Wheel Realm, you all wouldn’t be able to make it past. You all should study well. When you all step into the Sea Wheel Realm one day, come and find me!” He Yiming politely refused.

“The three of you, we’re going back!” He Yiming called out and turned to the side.

Not far away, the old man, Wang Ping, had been waiting for a long time with the giant bird mount behind him.

“Farewell, Senior Brother He!!!” At this moment, the tens of thousands of students from Haotian Academy all shouted loudly. They all raised their hands and cupped their fists in salute.

He Yiming turned around and bowed before walking onto Wang Ping’s mount.

“Ready?”

“Yes. We’ll have to trouble senior Wang Ping once more!”

“Go on!” Wang Ping didn’t care. He nodded and waved his hand. The bird under his feet spread its wings and soared into the sky, carrying He Yiming back to the Extremely Desolate Region.