Chapter 1572
The Ultimate Husband
âErr⦠Senior⦠No, Fairy Sister, I shall leave now if thereâs nothing else you need,â Darryl said politely. Then, he
turned around and left.
Initially, Darryl had wanted to address the woman as his senior, but he did not think it was right, so he quickly
corrected himself and called her fairy sister.
Slap!
After Darryl took two steps, the woman in the long purple dress suddenly reached out and grabbed Darrylâs wrist.
She stepped forward, grabbed Darryl and flew toward the sea.
Darryl was shocked and angry. The woman had suppressed his internal energy, and he could not do anything at all!
âFairy Sister, what are you doing? Iâm just a fisherman; please donât kill me!â Darryl screamed as he pretended to
be very frightened.
The beautiful woman in purple dress responded flatly, âDonât shout. I wonât kill you.â
âWhy take me if you wonât kill me?â
Darryl muttered in his heart when he was taken to the beach. He was shocked when he saw the scene by the
seaside. He gasped as his entire body froze in an instant!
Oh, f*ck!
His mouth opened wide, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief!
A few thousand ships had docked densely on the coast in front of him!
That was rightâthere were a few thousands of ships there!
Tens of thousands of people stood neatly in lines on each of the ships! They were in uniform robes, but the colors
were differentâgold, green, red, blue, and yellow!
It was apparent that they were disciples of a particular sect!
âBut what kind of a sect is this?â
Darryl was perplexed when he saw that!
What kind of sect would have a few thousand ships and tens of thousands of disciples?
The beautiful woman in a purple dress took Darryl to a big ship.
The big ship was much larger than the other ships. Dozens of disciples stood neatly on both sides of the deck; each
of them had a long saber. They appeared domineering.
âMaster!â
As soon as they landed on the ship, the disciples immediately knelt in front of the beautiful woman in purple dress
servilely. It seemed like they even had to hold their breath cautiously.
Evidently, the beautiful woman in purple dress held a respectable position in the sect. Otherwise, the disciples
would not behave so subserviently when they saw her.
âMaster?â
Darryl did not panic. He scanned the ship and saw a large flag with a towering tree embroidered on it. There were
two characters on the flagâCelestial Wood.
Celestial Wood?
Was that the name of the sect?
âI donât recall a Celestial Wood sect in any of the nine continents.â
Darryl mumbled in his heart. Then he looked at the beautiful woman in a purple dress and asked, âYou areââ
The woman interrupted him. âWhatâs your name?â
âIââ Darryl scratched his head as he tried to think of something quickly. Then, he said, âMy name is Darren Darby!â
He faked a name as he had deliberately concealed his identity and true strength.
Darren Darby!
The beautiful woman repeated the name in her heart, and then she examined Darryl closely. She asked, âWould
you like to be my disciple?â
She had seen the young man in front of her shoot a branch through a hare from a few hundred meters away. She
was sure that he was a great talent with a profound martial arts background.
Huh!
The other disciples immediately looked at Darryl in jealousy!
âWho is this kid?â
âWhy would Master take him as her disciple? Master has always been arrogant. She wonât appreciate anyone, no
matter how good that person is in anything.â
âWhat is going on today?â
What?
An apprentice?
Darryl was stunned momentarily before he smiled bitterly. âFairy Sister, I am only a fisherman. My greatest wish is
to have an easy and stable life. I want to get married and have children. I have never thought of being anyoneâs
disciple.â
Was that a joke? He was the respectable Elysium Gateâs Sect Master. His strength was close to the Heaven
Ascension level. What would he need a master?
More importantly, Darryl had always regarded Fort South as his one and only master.