HPDBC Chapter 133 Master is a Big Trap
Chapter 133 Master is a Big Trap
"I'm also a member of our Sanqing Temple. Why can't I participate in Mystery Sect Conference?" Zhouzhou asked in confusion.
"It's precisely because we're from the Sanqing Temple," Mu Xuan explained when he saw her perplexed expression. "Mystery Sect Conference is held every five years, but not everyone can participate. The slots are limited, and in our Sanqing Temple, only Senior Martial Uncle Tang Qing has a spot this time."
"What about Master?" Zhouzhou frowned and tilted her head, looking at him.
"Master..." Mu Xuan paused for a moment. He felt like he was speaking ill of his master, but it was the truth, and he could only be honest. "Master originally had the qualification, but five years ago, in the previous session, he failed in a competition and lost his spot."
Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou looked surprised. "But didn't Master say he was very powerful? He even mentioned something about being ranked ninth in Mystery Sect."
"That was a wordplay that Master played on you. The 'Mystery Sect' he mentioned refers to our Sanqing Temple."
"Oh..." Zhouzhou counted on her fingers. Ninth in the Sanqing Temple, and back then, Master had..."
Suddenly, Zhouzhou's chubby hand froze, and her eyes widened. "Including Master, he only has nine senior brothers?"
"That's right," Mu Xuan gave her a meaningful look.
Zhouzhou fell silent instantly. She had always thought that Master was even more powerful than the biggest fool, ranking ninth. She didn't expect him to be the ninth in the Sanqing Temple, which basically meant the last place.
For a moment, she didn't know how to react. Her chubby cheeks puffed up, and she felt at a loss for words. Master was doing so poorly, and on top of that, he bragged!
"However," Mu Xuan's tone changed. "It's not completely impossible to get a spot. As long as we can obtain the recommendation of a senior, we can also participate. But Senior Martial Uncle Tang..."
Mu Xuan furrowed his brow, feeling that this year was truly unlucky for their Sanqing Temple.
"What happened to Senior Martial Uncle Tang?" Zhouzhou asked when he fell silent.
Mu Xuan sighed before continuing, "Senior Martial Uncle Tang was calculated by someone during a mission not long ago, and he is still in a coma and hasn't woken up."
Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou's little eyebrows furrowed, but she didn't stay despondent for long. Instead, she asked, "Eldest Senior Brother, can I go and see Senior Martial Uncle Tang?"
"Are you hoping to see if you can heal him?" Mu Xuan instantly understood her intention and reminded her, "Zhouzhou, Senior Martial Uncle Tang's condition is very serious this time. After the incident, the Bureau has had many people trying to treat him, but to no avail."
Zhouzhou remained silent, her watery eyes staring at him with a pleading look. Her gaze was filled with sorrow, making Mu Xuan feel a little uneasy. "What... what's wrong?"
"See! I knew it! Eldest Senior Brother doesn't believe in me anymore. I'm not your favorite little junior sister anymore. You must have another junior sister!" The little girl stood up in a huff, stomping her chubby legs on the ground, and even the flesh on her legs jiggled.
"Grandpa," Zhouzhou held onto his arm and asked, "Do you know anyone who sells ginseng? It would be best if it's a longer-aged one. If there are no 500-year-old ones, 300 or 400-year-old ones will do."
Just slower in effect, but it's still effective.
Grandpa Qin knew about their plan to buy ginseng and asked in confusion, "Didn't you manage to buy it today?"
As Zhouzhou talked about the incident, she became angry, pouting and recounting the whole thing. Grandpa Qin's face instantly turned grave.
Cen Zhiyuan, how dare he bully his granddaughter? Did he really think that his family was the only one with 500-year-old ginseng?
Huh.
He sneered and said, "Don't worry, leave this matter to grandpa. Zhouzhou, how many kilograms do you want?"
This sounded just like asking for cabbage in the grocery store.
Zhouzhou was even more domineering than him. She waved her little hand and said, "Give me a hundred kilograms first!"
Grandpa Qin couldn't help but laugh at her, "Alright, alright. Wait until tomorrow when you wake up, and you'll be able to see it."
"So soon?" Zhouzhou was somewhat surprised.
Grandpa Qin nodded slightly, smiling but not saying anything.
After all, he had once been the patriarch of the Qin family, and when he was young, he wasn't inferior to Qin Lie. He had lived several decades longer than him, and his resources and connections were self-evident.
"Grandpa, you're amazing!" Zhouzhou cheered and leaned over to kiss his face loudly. The wet sensation startled Grandpa Qin, and his body tensed slightly.
Zhouzhou didn't notice at all. She hugged him and rubbed against him in his arms. "Zhouzhou likes grandpa so much!"
Hearing her words, Grandpa Qin gradually snapped back to reality and looked at the little girl in his arms. The wrinkles on his face unfolded.
Granddaughters were indeed more likable than grandsons.
Unexpectedly, he thought of Cen Zhiyuan's words again, and his eyes turned cold.
So he wants to become the head of the Ninth Bureau? Well, he'll see if he's capable enough!