Ling Luo calmed down, a trace of perseverance flashed in her eyes, her gaze drifted towards Yan Xiang, and said: "Master Dean, if Luo'er joins the Holy Fire Hall, could you please be more generous and let Senior Brother Fu go?"
Yan Xiang raised his head in disbelief, his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in surprise: "You want to join the Holy Fire Hall?"
Is this girl out of her mind?
No new student has ever volunteered to join the most declining Holy Fire Hall. The nine disciples in the Holy Fire Hall, except Fu Dong, were all disliked by the Holy Alchemy Hall or expelled.
The Holy Fire Hall has a small population, most of its disciples have poor qualifications, and their work efficiency is extremely low. No matter what they do or what competition they participate in, they will always be at the bottom.
At the elders' meeting four years ago, someone even proposed to abolish the Holy Fire Church and merge it directly into the Holy Dan Church. If not for the strong opposition of Dean Xuanyuan Jing and him, the Holy Fire Church might not really exist.
"Yes, I want to join the Holy Fire Hall." Ling Luo's eyes were clear, her lips moved slightly, and she outlined a bright smile, "But I hope that you, Master, can be accommodating and keep Senior Brother Fu at the door."
Looking at those clear and transparent eyes, Yan Xiang's heart felt like a heavy blow, and some fragments buried deep in his memory resurfaced.
Eight years ago, it was also in this great martial arts arena.
Fu Dong was not the best, but he could be regarded as one with outstanding achievements. He did not go to the Shengdan Hall, but ran directly in front of him, looked at him steadily with a pair of clear eyes, and said loudly: "I want to
Join the Holy Fire Hall, Master, can you accept me?"
The emotion I felt at that time came back to me again, as if it were yesterday.
On the other hand, because of the decline of the Holy Fire Hall, he didn't care much about his favorite disciple. Even if the Xuanyuan Bone of the Holy Golden Hall came to bully him, he would pretend to turn a blind eye and give in blindly.
Yan Xiang knew better than anyone else that Fu Dong had not made any mistakes and was just secretly in love with Xuanyuan Gu's daughter.
If being deeply in love can be considered wrong, then how can there be any justice in this world?!
As a master, should he not be afraid of power and dare to face it like this proud disciple?
"Okay, I will accept you as my master!" Yan Xiang's eyebrows suddenly flashed with a look of perseverance, and his voice was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, he said loudly, "From today on, Ling Luo is the fourth generation disciple of my Holy Fire Hall."
With that said, Yan Xiang took out a jade pendant from his sleeve that symbolized the identity of the Holy Fire Hall, handed it to Ling Luo, and said: "Fu Dong is still my top disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, and let the past be bygones!"
A deep joy flashed across Ling Luo's face, and she quickly knelt down respectfully, took the jade pendant given by Yan Xiang with both hands, and said, "Thank you, Master."
Mu Yuanqi and Chu Huaiming immediately stopped arguing, turned their heads in disbelief, and both pairs of disbelieving eyes fell on Ling Luo.
"Girl, why did you enter the Holy Fire Hall?"
"That's right, girl, don't let it get to you!"
For the first time in history, Mu Yuanqi and Chu Huaiming reached an agreement. But then, the two glared at each other fiercely.
Xuanyuan Jing was also very surprised. He looked at Ling Luo intently and asked, "Ling Yatou, are you sure? For new students, becoming a disciple is a very important choice."