Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 527: Chapter 528: I’m the House!

”Master has been gone for quite a few days now, has he not?”

Cui Hao reached out and picked up a pastry from the table, then waved it in front of Sandong.

Sandong’s little head and eyes followed the pastry as it swayed back and forth. Taking careful aim, she snapped her mouth shut around it.

With the pastry in her mouth, Sandong wore the smug expression of someone who had just won a great battle.

Cui Hao very cooperatively clapped in applause.

Chen Baiqing raised a hand, and a gluttonous Tianyan Sect crane spread its wings as if to dance. Hearing Cui Hao’s words, she answered naturally:

”If it is something Master would personally handle, it must be a major matter. Major matters naturally take time.”

”You have never missed Master this badly before. Are you cooking up some scheme again? How long has it been since your last bit of mischief?”

Cui Hao said nothing. He simply gazed enviously at the martial training ground not far away, where Yun Li was practicing her moves. This green snake’s human form was quite striking — she had about half of his own charisma.

When she was actually training, her presence rose several more notches, though she was still far from matching him.

Cui Hao’s envious gaze might have seemed directed at Yun Li, but it was actually fixed on the Spirit Treasure longsword in her hands.

Tch...

So cool...

The way it flashed and gleamed, its translucent radiance carrying wave after wave of imposing pressure, with sword intent surging forth — the sheer coolness of it was unmatched.

He really should not have listened to Master back then and practiced boxing. He should have trained in the sword instead.

Master had both a blade and a sword at hand. Even Third Senior Sister had her arm ring. But there was no pair of fist gauntlets to be found.

Even Yun Li — a guardian spirit beast that Master had taken in — had a Spirit Treasure now, and here he was, a direct disciple, still fighting bare-knuckled.

Chen Baiqing followed Cui Hao’s gaze, and with a single glance, she understood. Cui Hao was not missing Master at all — he was clearly pining for his own Spirit Treasure.

She released the crane she had been holding and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

”Master has not given you one yet — it is probably because he has not fully prepared it.”

”I know that naturally. The bond between Master and myself is beyond question.” Cui Hao sighed.

”Not to brag, but I genuinely believe that when it comes to my relationship with Master, even you cannot compare, Third Senior Sister.”

Chen Baiqing’s lip curled into a dismissive smirk — little Cui Hao, not knowing his place.

Sandong swallowed her pastry and gently rubbed her belly. ”I think the Sect Master has a better relationship with Third Senior Sister. He is always smiling when he sees Third Senior Sister, but when he sees you, the first thing he does is smack you on the head.”

Hearing this, Cui Hao immediately grabbed another pastry from the side. This time he did not wave it around — he shoved it directly into Sandong’s mouth and retorted:

”What does a little Sandong know? The more a master and disciple exchange blows, the closer their bond. It is a sign of intimacy.”

Sandong chewed thoughtfully. The look in her eyes as she stared at Cui Hao essentially said — you cannot even fool Sandong with that nonsense.

Naturally, Cui Hao could not tolerate this. A little Sandong already questioning him? He immediately pressed on:

”Think about it — when a stranger greets you, they smile, right? But between you and me, who have such a close relationship, I can just stuff a pastry right into your mouth.”

”By the same logic, does it not mean that the fact Master hits me shows our relationship is especially close?”

”Think about it — who else does Master hit on a regular basis? He barely even hits Second Senior Brother, does he?”

Sandong chewed her pastry, her expression shifting into one of deep contemplation.

After a moment, Sandong swallowed the pastry and looked at Chen Baiqing to ask:

”Master does not hit me. Does that mean our relationship is just average?”

Chen Baiqing watched Sandong looking like she was about to be bamboozled into next week. She did not waste breath trying to explain anything. Instead, she clenched her right fist and placed it directly in front of Cui Hao.

A warm smile spread across her face as she asked softly:

”Now Third Senior Sister wants to build a closer relationship with you. Would you like her to hit your left cheek or your right cheek?”