Mo Ruyue was stunned. The Demon Lord wanted to take her as his disciple?
Was this a good thing or a bad thing for her?
"What, you don't want to?"
Ming Sihan's face turned cold. This woman didn't know how to appreciate favors.
Mo Ruyue immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Master, please accept my worship."
The only disciple of the Demon Lord, how prestigious was that?
Thinking about how she, a spy from an immortal sect, had worked her way up from the bottom to the Demon Lord's disciple, wasn't this a history of hard work?
"Master, am I no longer the Saintess?"
"Of course you're the Holy Maiden. You're also my personal disciple."
Ming Sihan hoped that Mo Ruyue would achieve something great and not disappoint him.
Don't waste your time on love affairs.
"Alright."
Mo Ruyue nodded. She felt that she was lucky. Not only did she become the Saintess, but she also became the Demon Venerable's disciple.
