Immortal Master Accepting Disciples?

Because he didn’t believe that Zhang Ziyan would actually come looking for trouble.

He also didn’t believe that the Lord of this Bai City would be so blindly protective.

The group randomly found an inn.

Although it was already dark, the outside was brightly lit, and the street vendors were still open, enthusiastically selling their goods.

With a generous gesture, they booked seven rooms, astonishing the innkeeper, who warmly led them to the best rooms on the upper floor.

Each of them, including Ye Bai, had their own room, and there was nothing to be picky about.

After settling in, apart from Elder Shuiyue and a few other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who chose to stay in their rooms to cultivate, Ye Bai, Su Xue, and Zhang Wen went to the first floor of the inn and ordered a few dishes.

With just a glance, Ye Bai could tell that everyone dining on the first floor was ordinary people.