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"Sworn brothers?"
Ye Fan looked at Wuma Changkong in disbelief.
Wuma Changkong replied, "It means to become sworn brothers of different surnames."
"Damn..." It seemed he was serious, and Ye Fan was instantly speechless.
"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Wuma Xian'er was also taken aback by Wuma Changkong's proposal and quickly stepped in to interrupt.
"Xian'er, I'm not joking. I am serious about becoming sworn brothers with young friend Ye Fan," Wuma Changkong said with a very serious expression.
"No way." Wuma Xian'er said, "Dad, I'm not trying to criticize you, but look at your age. And then look at him—he's only eight years old!"
"You, an ancient monster who has lived for over a thousand years, are only slightly older than him?"
Even Wuma Xian'er found this hard to accept.
Being ridiculed by his own daughter made Wuma Changkong feel a bit embarrassed, and he couldn't help but mutter, "I've only lived for a little over a thousand years. Am I old? Not really!"
In the cultivation world, given Wuma Changkong's age, reaching his current level was considered quite young.
But compared to Ye Fan, he did seem... old!
"Not old?" Wuma Xian'er couldn't help but roll her eyes. "But he's still just a child! Do you really think it's appropriate to become sworn brothers with a child and call each other brothers?"
Ye Fan stood aside and, hearing this, nodded seriously. "It's fine. As long as the sect master feels it's appropriate, I, Ye Fan, have no objections."
"You see, Young Friend Ye Fan has already agreed." As soon as Wuma Changkong heard this, a smile instantly appeared on his face, and he stepped forward to initiate a brotherhood.
"Get lost." Wuma Xian'er shot a fierce glare at Ye Fan and said, "You’re something! You promised that from now on you would be my sister's person, and now look at you—just back from our trip together, and you already want to ride on my sister's coattails and have me call you 'little uncle'!"
"Are you sure you want to hurt your sister's feelings like this?"
At the end of her words, Wuma Xian'er feigned grievance, putting on a look of deep sorrow.
"Woo... Sister's heart hurts so much!"
Damn it, Ye Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Wuma Xian'er upon seeing this.
That expression was only possible because Ye Fan was still just a child.
If Ye Fan were a hot-blooded young man, he might have been seen as a heartless scoundrel at this moment.
"Hey... something's off!"
Wuma Changkong paused mid-step, glancing between Ye Fan and his daughter.
Then he weakly asked, "Xian'er, what’s going on between you two???"
Wuma Xian'er shot Wuma Changkong a sideways glance and replied through their connection, "Dad, I know you want to keep him in our Supreme Demon Sect for good, but does it really have to be through brotherhood? Isn’t there any other way besides that?"
As she spoke, Wuma Xian'er displayed a charming expression. She continued through their connection, "Do you think of your daughter as just a decorative vase? Or do you think I lack charm?"
"Don't worry; aside from our Supreme Demon Sect, he won't go anywhere else."
Although Ye Fan and the two had not spent much time together, Wuma Xian'er trusted him immensely and felt there was no need for any other means to win him over.
Wuma Changkong glanced at his daughter after hearing the words. He nodded heavily, as if suddenly enlightened.
Indeed! His daughter was stunningly beautiful, with an innate charm that could captivate even the gods, leaving them unable to move. With such a daughter, why would he need to go through the trouble of forming a brotherhood with him?
However, Wuma Changkong pondered for a moment and decided that he should still add some dramatic flair to the situation.
So, when he looked up at Ye Fan again, his expression changed instantly to one of deep sorrow. "Young friend Ye Fan, we hit it off right from the start. I originally intended for us to become sworn brothers, but alas... you... you are already my daughter's man! I truly did not expect this!"
"If I were to swear brotherhood with you now, wouldn't that confuse our familial ties?"
"???" Ye Fan replied, "Sect Master, are you mistaken about something?"
Ye Fan pointed at Wuma Xian'er and then at himself, as if to say, I'm still just a kid! There's no way I could be involved with your daughter!
"Don't say anything more."
Yet Wuma Changkong seemed to completely ignore Ye Fan's gestures and waved his hand dismissively. "Since you are already my daughter's man, how could I still form a brotherhood with you?"
"However, I can take charge and immediately inform the entire sect to arrange your marriage! That way, we will truly be one family."
"Marriage?"
Looking at Wuma Changkong's flushed face, Ye Fan pointed at himself, speechless, and said, "Sect Master, look how old your daughter is, and then look at me. Do you really think this is possible?"
A marriage? This was no joke!
"I think it's possible." However, to Ye Fan's surprise, Wuma Changkong nodded seriously and said, "Alright, it's settled then. I will notify the entire sect shortly. From now on, you are not only the top Guest Expert of the Supreme Demon Sect but also my son-in-law."
Ye Fan: "…………"
Wuma Xian'er: "…………"
Hong Junfeng: "…………"
How did it feel like a game? Just like that, it was decided?
"Damn it, how shameless!"
Lang Sun Chuan's face twitched as he looked at Wuma Changkong, utterly impressed. He had never imagined that the esteemed leader of the Supreme Demon Sect could be so shameless.
Just moments ago, they were talking about becoming sworn brothers.
Now, in the blink of an eye, a brother had suddenly become a son-in-law.
Damn! Could it get any more shameless than this?
Poor guy; he was still just a kid!
However, Lang Sun Chuan understood that with Ye Fan's demonstrated skills and abilities in artifact forging, any outrageous actions taken by Wuma Changkong were entirely reasonable.
After all, the value Ye Fan displayed far exceeded that of his own status as a Master Alchemist.
At his age, the potential was limitless, and the heights he could achieve in the future were almost unimaginable.
"No, I can't hesitate any longer; the opportunity is right in front of me."
With that thought, Lang Sun Chuan took a deep breath, no longer hesitating. He hurriedly stepped forward and stood directly in front of Ye Fan.
Then, with a thud, before anyone could react, he knelt down before Ye Fan.
"Master, please allow your disciple Lang Sun Chuan to pay my respects."
Without waiting for Ye Fan's response, he performed three bows and nine kowtows, quickly completing the formalities of apprenticeship.
Ye Fan was taken aback.
Pointing at Lang Sun Chuan, he exclaimed, "When did I ever say I would take you as my disciple?"
Lang Sun Chuan buried his head deeply on the ground and replied calmly, "I am adaptable and willing to learn. I have some knowledge in weapon forging. Please accept me as your disciple, Master!"
Ye Fan thought to himself: What do you mean 'Master'? Your whole family is old!
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