Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

In the Tianji Hall, Chu Tian sat quietly on the main seat, and under the main seat were Lin Yanchen, the leader of the Tianmu Sect, and his daughter Lin Wanyu.

"So, you want to foster your daughter with me?"

Chu Tian looked at Lin Yanchen and asked, with a smile on his face.

Lin Yanchen's daughter, Lin Wanyu, has always been discriminated against in the Tianmu Sect because of her background.

Even though Lin Yanchen had given an explicit order not to allow anyone to talk about this issue, he still couldn't stop the gossip.

Lin Yanchen was also afraid that Lin Wanyu would be treated unfairly within the sect and wanted to send his daughter to another sect, but he was also afraid that she would be bullied.

Finally, after much thought, I had no choice but to come to Chutian.

He had been to Tianji Pavilion before and knew what kind of place it was. Whether it was the richness of the spiritual energy or the fruit trees planted on the mountain, it was enough to prove the wealth of Tianji Pavilion.

Although the strength list ranked Luan Jisheng first, Lin Yanchen knew very well that Chu Tiancai was the most powerful person in the entire Wuming Kingdom.

Moreover, Chu Tian had rescued them, and Lin Yanchen also trusted Chu Tian. After some thought, he decided to send Lin Wanyu here.

Chu Tian looked at Lin Wanyu who was standing next to his father. He put his hands in front of him and looked down at the ground. He seemed a little shy and did not dare to look directly at Chu Tian.

"Wanyu, this is our benefactor, the master of Tianji Pavilion."

Lin Yanchen quickly patted his daughter's shoulder gently.

Lin Wanyu raised her head. There was a trace of blush on her face that had been sealed by the Snow God's coffin. Her eyes did not dare to look directly at Chu Tian. She only dared to peek at Chu Tian from time to time. There was a hint of blush on her thin lips.

Pink.

"Wanyu, I have met the master of the pavilion."

After saying that, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Lin Yanchen raised his head again and looked at Chu Tian.

"Lord Pavilion Master, Wanyu is usually very well-behaved and won't cause trouble for you."

After saying that, he stared at Chu Tian with his eyes, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

He has heard many legends related to Tianji Pavilion, including the fact that Qianjue Gudi led the entire sect to seek refuge and was rejected, and the top and second-ranked men on the strength list knelt down to beg for admission but were rejected, so naturally he understood what he wanted.

How difficult is it to join Tianji Pavilion?

In fact, at the beginning, Lin Yanchen wanted Lin Wanyu to become a disciple of Chu Tian directly. However, after considering these things, he felt that it might be impossible to become a disciple, so he changed it to a foster student.

"Then Emperor Han Tian will not let her go easily."

When Lin Yanchen heard this, his pupils suddenly widened, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"She is the last of the one hundred and fifty sacrifices. Emperor Hantian has spent fifteen thousand years laying out this plan, and he will definitely not let her go easily."

Hearing these words, Lin Yanchen's eyes flashed with fear.

He recalled the appearance of Emperor Han Tian that day when he was at Hanxuemen. Although he was just a clone, he knew very well that with his own strength, it was absolutely impossible to defeat him.

If Emperor Han Tian really wants to come back, with his little strength, even if he resists with death, he probably won't be able to do much.

Thinking of this, a sense of powerlessness crept into Lin Yanchen's heart. He looked at Lin Wanyu beside him, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

But at this moment, Chu Tian suddenly said something he couldn't believe.

"How about I accept her as my disciple?"