It's not surprising that the little girl is a genius.

Perhaps some things were already decided before she was even born.

The will of Heaven cannot be defied.

She was his destiny, and he could not avoid it, so he could only face it.

At only seven years old, this little girl is already a prodigy whom all the other disciples of the Void Gate can only dream of.

The little girl was determined to take revenge, and she cultivated very diligently and earnestly.

He never heard her complain about the tedium or fatigue of spiritual practice.

When the little girl was ten years old, she said goodbye to him and went down the mountain to gain experience.

That was the first time the little girl had left her sect.

He gave the little girl a set of battle armor, men's clothes.

The little girl has never liked dressing up and dresses very casually.

The ten-year-old girl has already grown into a very beautiful young woman; at least from any angle, she is prettier than the others.

The battle suit I gave her was not only durable, but also meant to conceal her overly conspicuous appearance.

The little girl was gone for half a year, and when she came back, she brought back many delicious foods.

In the past six months, I've secretly visited the little girl a few times without letting her find out.

Suddenly, I realized that my little girl has grown up and can live freely and happily outside of him.

On the contrary, it was him...

Ten thousand years is nothing; he thought he had long since gotten used to being alone.

However, during the six months that the little girl was away, I felt that something was wrong with everything.

He realized that he had been captivated by the little girl and had already gone to the mortal realm to see her three times.

The gap doesn't like this change.

But they had no choice in the matter.

During the days when the little girl didn't come back, he started looking for other things to do, such as visiting his disciples and their descendants.

Recently, his sect has been holding a competition, and he rarely has the interest to watch it.

In this generation, there is a woman named Ye Xiaoning, who seems capable of taking on important responsibilities.

He then set aside one hour each day to enlighten Ye Xiaoning.

Ye Xiaoning was also there the day the little girl came back, watering the flowers. The little girl had always been the one taking care of those flowers and plants.

The little girl looked on helplessly as someone took care of the flowers and plants in her place and even brewed tea for her in the spare time.

The little girl suddenly locked herself in her room in a huff.

I couldn't resist checking on the little girl during a break, and found that she was awake and not asleep.

"What's wrong? Girl, it's been half a year since we last met, and you're already throwing a tantrum? I can't tell if your cultivation has improved in the past six months, but your temper has certainly gotten much worse." Kongxi teased her.

The little girl's eyes reddened. "Does Grandmaster not need me anymore? I saw that Martial Aunt Xiao Ning took my place..."

"You mean, watering the flowers? Making tea?" Kongxi asked her in surprise.

The little girl pouted, looking unhappy. "I don't like others touching my things."

"But you'll have to leave sooner or later, have you forgotten? The purpose of your cultivation is to take revenge..."

Hearing this, the little girl felt very disappointed for some reason.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Do you think I said something wrong?" Kong Xi sighed. The little girl hadn't cried in many years.

He was most afraid of the little girl crying.

The little girl cried until her nose was red and her eyes were frighteningly red. "The enemies who killed my parents, their country was destroyed by another country. My enemies are gone. Grandmaster, my goal in cultivation was to take revenge, but I have no enemies anymore. I am confused about the future. I don't know what the meaning of my life is, or what the meaning of my strength is. My mind was already in turmoil, and now, even Grandmaster doesn't need me anymore..."

The little girl cried even harder as she talked.

He sighed and wiped away the little girl's tears. "Who says the meaning of life has to be about hatred? Can't it be about happiness?"