I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

The surrounding experts were all the same.    

After a short moment of daze, Shen Jun's disciples burst into laughter.    

"Hahahaha! As expected of Eldest Senior Sister, your brain is even better than ours!"    

"Old monk! I, Yushan, am a man of my word. As long as you old bastards can swear to never touch a single hair on my master's head, I will swear an oath and join you!"    

"Me, Sun Wufan, too! Hahahaha, as long as you can swear an oath together, not to mention joining one sect, you can join ten sects, or even twenty sects!"    

"Hahahaha, Eldest Senior Sister, well done!"    

To let them join other sects to save their master's life?    

Each of Shen Jun's disciples was ten thousand times willing!    

As long as their master could live well and continue to be carefree in this world, what did it matter if they didn't accompany him?    

Their master had given them the opportunity to be educated, raised, and saved their lives.    

For the sake of their master's safety, what was the point of freedom? What was the point of life and death?    

They didn't even need to think about such conditions!    

When the big monk finally reacted, his old face turned as red as a pig's liver.    

Only now did he realize that he had been played by the little girl in front of him.    

Let them let go of Shen Jun's life?    

Wasn't that nonsense?    

If Shen Jun didn't die, then even if there were 800 or 8,000 Peerless God's favored, so what?!    

The False Immortal Stage could fight against the pinnacle figures of the Immortal Stage. When he transcended the tribulation and became a True Immortal, would they still be able to run away?    

Could their sect run away?    

Even if there were 8,000 Peerless God's favored, they would still be trampled to death by this young Sect Master one by one!    

As for these geniuses present, they were all Shen Jun's disciples!    

Seeing how determined they were, their master probably wouldn't hesitate to take their necks on the spot.    

If Shen Jun did not die, then what good would it do if they recruited these people? They would be taking the initiative to put the spies of the Shen Royal Sect into their home!    

As long as Xie Qi Lan could join their sect, even if they had to let the Blood Dragon Monk commit suicide on the spot, there would still be room for discussion.    

But letting go of Shen Jun?    

There was no way!    

"Little girl, you don't have any shame! How dare you play with me!" The Blood Dragon Monk was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and his old face was so red that it was about to turn purple. "Today, you will die with your master and your junior brothers and sisters!"    

Boom!!!    

The fifty-five old monsters released all of their auras at the same time.    

All kinds of Spiritual Force rushed into the sky, and the pillars of light that shot into the sky formed a wall, enveloping the huge thundercloud.    

However, Xie Qi Lan was still smiling like a flower as she said softly, “If you want to die, then die. I, Xie Qi Lan, am not unhappy to die together with my brothers and sisters.”    

“Also, you old monk, don't get it wrong.”    

“The one who is currently transcending the tribulation is my master.”    

“But … he is also my Xie Qi Lan's man.”    

When she said the last sentence, Xie Qi Lan couldn't help but turn her head to look at the naked youth in the tribulation cloud.    

On his face that had always been like ice, there were actually two blushes of bashfulness.    

“What?!”    

Sun Wufan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he almost popped out his monkey eyes. “Master is … is the man of Eldest Senior Sister?! When did you two hook up?!”    

Swoosh!    

Lee Qinglian sent out another sword energy and scolded him from afar, “Stupid monkey, when I have the time, I will sew your mouth! What do you mean hook up? Do you dare to say it more unpleasantly?”    

Sun Wufan lowered his head and dodged the sword energy. He scratched his head and realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.    

But … wait? Why was Fourth Senior Brother not surprised at all?    

Sun Wufan turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him and laughing.    

“It can't be? You … you guys didn't know about it, right?!”    

Sun Wufan suddenly felt that his worldview was collapsing inch by inch. “How did you guys know?! How could I not know?!”    

Hearing Sun Wufan's question, Lee Qinglian and the other disciples were speechless.    

The redness on Xie Qilan's face deepened.    

How did he know?    

It was all because Master was too anxious when he messed around with her in the Time White Tower and forgot to set up a soundproof barrier. In the end, he played too much and his voice was too loud.    

With Sun Wufan's ruckus, the somber atmosphere was instantly filled with a bit of joy.    

The disciples joked that Sun Wufan's reaction was slow, but Sun Wufan was unconvinced and started to play with his junior brothers.    

On the other hand, Xie Qilan was watching from afar with a smile on her face.    

In the sky, the thunder rumbled and the black clouds pressed down on the city.    

There were strong enemies all around them, and half of the Upper Realm was their enemy.    

However, no one was afraid. They accepted death calmly.    

Because the person protecting them was really worth it.    

Because they were all family.    

Rumble!    

Just as everyone was laughing, the eighth bolt of lightning finally fell.    

Shen Jun looked at his disciples who were laughing foolishly beside him. He retracted the Spiritual Force around his body and smiled as he used his purest body to face the eighth bolt of purple-golden lightning.    

He was not powerless to resist, but he did not need to resist.    

The eighth bolt of lightning was a trial of the heart demon.    

It did not harm the body, but it focused on the mind.    

After the Thunder Tribulation entered his body, Shen Jun immediately fell into a deep sleep.    

Everyone knew that he had already fallen into a battle with his heart demon.    

The blood dragon monk did not dare to delay any longer. He was also unwilling to let this little girl who was mocking him and even ignoring him live for another second.    

"Heavenly Dragon Blood Technique! Little girl, pay the price for your impudence!" The blood dragon monk roared. His cassock grew longer in the wind, and it actually turned into a huge blood-red true dragon!    

Xie Qi Lan sneered and went forward without saying a word.    

The Power of Annihilation immediately surged like boiling water, turning into a black furious wave that pounced forward.    

The black sea churned, and the crimson dragon and the black sea appeared intermittently.    

The scales were corroded by the seawater formed by the Power of Annihilation. The blood dragon was in pain, and it shattered the furious waves.    

Seeing that the blood dragon monk was temporarily unable to take down Xie Qi Lan, the several peak Immortal experts behind him also joined the battlefield.    

At the same time, the disciples of Shen Jun from all directions also fell into a bitter battle.    

The conversation between Xie Qi Lan and the blood dragon monk just now had indeed delayed Shen Jun's precious time, but it also made these old monsters understand a principle.    

These young people in front of them were really too loyal.    

Although they did not know what kind of bewitching soup Shen Jun had given them, the geniuses that they could not obtain were no longer geniuses! There was no need to show mercy!    

Moreover, the eighth heavenly tribulation had already fallen. If they did not rush in now, Shen Jun would really have free time!