"Don't worry, sir, I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

Chi Musheng said half-jokingly.

He also did not want to use the King's Sword Intent unless absolutely necessary, because if he casually swung the sword, he would lose several days of his lifespan.

A few more swings of the sword and you're dead in a month, it's like money is free.

"I do hope that day will come, but Xiao Sheng, you don't put your master at ease. If I still had my former strength, I could at least take you to the human realm and protect you there, but..."

Cheng Hui paused here. His dantian had been destroyed twenty years ago, and he had lost all his magic power. He only had his sword skills left, which were enough to deal with minor demons, but there was no way he could deal with a demon king.

Not to mention, he has already been expelled from Wangquan Manor.

After pondering for a long time, he turned around and faced the direction of the Human Race Royal Manor. He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed heavily.

"Master, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling down for no reason?"

Chi Musheng hurriedly grabbed Cheng Hui, puzzled.

Cheng Hui showed no intention of getting up, remaining kneeling on the ground, his voice heavy.

"Your unfilial disciple, Wang Quan Chengfeng, has privately imparted the Wang Quan Sword Technique to me without the clan's permission. I beg your forgiveness for this unauthorized act."

He planned to pass on the Royal Sword Technique to Chi Musheng. The reason he hadn't taught it before was that it would be useless for someone who couldn't cultivate magic power to learn the sword technique.

But things are different now. Chi Musheng possesses the King's Power Sword Intent, which, combined with the King's Power Sword Technique, can unleash even greater power, avoid many unnecessary losses, and mitigate the drawbacks of the King's Power Sword Intent on lifespan.

Just like how slaying a great demon with a single sword used to consume three days of lifespan, but with the Royal Sword Technique, only two days are needed.

"master"

Chi Musheng's voice trembled slightly. You must know that in this place, privately teaching a family's secret technique is considered treason, and if it is found out, you will be imprisoned in the dungeon.

The kindness shown to him was no less than that shown by a father to his own son.

"Kneel down and perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

Cheng Hui stood up swiftly, stood with his hands behind his back in front of Chi Musheng, and said in a serious tone.

Every move it made was like a precious sword, once again gleaming with silver light from its decaying scabbard.

"Master, please accept my three bows and nine kowtows."

Without hesitation, Chi Musheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Cheng Hui, followed by nine bows.

If he was a child without a father before, now he does.

After kowtowing, he knew the ceremony was not yet complete, so he bent slightly, brewed a cup of tea, and presented it to Cheng Hui with both hands.

"Master, please have some tea."

At this point, a slight smile appeared on Cheng Hui's serious face, and he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

The three bows and nine kowtows are the highest level of apprenticeship, signifying that one regards the other as a half-father.

"Very well, tonight we, master and disciple, will drink until we drop. Sheng'er, go buy some wine and some snacks to go with it."

Cheng Hui took out a thousand taels of silver from his pocket and placed it in Chi Musheng's hand.

He wasn't short of money; he had over 100,000 taels of silver notes on him. He didn't usually need much of that money, so giving it to his apprentice was better than taking it to the grave.

"Master, it's me..."

Chi Musheng was about to say that she had money and didn't need his help, but seeing Cheng Hui's eyes, she chose to keep quiet.

Well, as long as Master is happy, that's all that matters. As for his one million taels of silver, as long as he doesn't gamble, doesn't cultivate, and doesn't marry Tu Shan Rongrong, he probably won't be able to spend it all in three lifetimes. We can give him half of it to support him in his old age.

"Go ahead, and remember to buy the roast chicken from Old He's in the south of the city; they'll be closing soon."

Cheng Hui patted Chi Musheng on the shoulder and urged him on.

"Um"

Upon hearing this, Chi Musheng went out to buy groceries, because what his master said was indeed true. That roast chicken shop closed promptly at five o'clock every afternoon, and it was already four-thirty, so he had to hurry.

After Chi Musheng left, Cheng Hui's gaze fell on a small bird on the wall not far away, which was about to take flight, and he slowly spoke.

"Sheng'er went to buy groceries, don't worry. On the contrary, you've been spying on Sheng'er ever since she came in. Aren't you going to come down and see her?"

Suddenly, the little bird turned around and flew over, surrounded by green demonic energy. It transformed into a green light and landed in the courtyard, where Tu Shan Rongrong appeared, a smile on her face as she called out.

"Greetings, Master. I am Brother Musheng, your betrothed."

She has the appearance of a well-behaved, demure young lady, and seems harmless on the surface.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Hui snorted coldly. Did they think he was a fool?

"If you're going to lie, at least make it believable. Sheng'er hasn't mentioned you to me at all. If you were truly his betrothed, why would he need to do this? Don't you agree, Third Master of Tushan, Tushan Rongrong?"

There are only three Tushan Folded-Ear Foxes in the Tushan royal family. The one with green hair, short stature, flat chest, and a black heart is Tushan Rongrong, the third leader, with a thousand-faced demonic appearance, and is highly recognizable.

Of course, these are all just rumors circulating in the martial arts world, but it seems to make sense.

"Master, Rongrong and Brother Musheng had a fight on the way here. He wouldn't let Rongrong come along, and Rongrong was worried, so she turned into a little bird to follow him."

Tu Shan Rongrong explained nervously. From the beginning, she realized that this master in front of her was not easy to fool, and he also held a very important place in Chi Musheng's heart.

Who knows, their wedding might even be officiated by Brother Musheng's master, so she tries her best to avoid lying and to appear innocent and naive.

After all, no parent likes a scheming daughter-in-law, and she was well aware of that.

The only thing she hadn't anticipated was her reputation; throughout the entire demon race, everyone knew her as a ruthless fox.

"Don't call me master yet, I can't accept that title."

There's probably more to it than that. I know Sheng'er's personality; she can be a bit stubborn sometimes, but she would never argue or get angry over something trivial.

Cheng Hui took a sip of tea and asked in a calm tone.

Based on his experience of being forced into prostitution for ten years, things are definitely not that simple.

He could sense that Tu Shan Rongrong in front of him was definitely a Demon Emperor, but so what? As long as she liked her disciple, his status as her master was undeniable, and even a Demon Emperor would have to treat her with utmost respect.

However, he never expected that Sheng'er would be able to hook up with the third leader of Tushan after going out.

Tu Shan Rongrong lowered her eyes. For the first time, she, the dignified Tu Shan Thousand-Faced Demoness, felt pressure, and it wasn't even in terms of strength.

In this situation, she has no choice but to tell the truth. If she lies, the other party can verify it with Brother Musheng at any time, and then her image in the other party's mind will probably be severely damaged.

But to be honest, whether the impression will be even worse remains to be seen.

She then decided to tell the truth, but only about one part that would lose points.

"Master, Rongrong was supposed to represent Tushan to discuss some matters with the Southern Kingdom today, but when it was over, Rongrong saw him with the Southern Kingdom's princess, and then, she..."

Tu Shan Rongrong couldn't continue speaking at this point. Although she was eloquent, a girl is still shy after all.

(I'll add more tomorrow, but I've been really busy these last few days, so please forgive me.)