I Just Wanted to Live Off Sect Allowances, But They Insist on Making Me Their Master!

Villain Rule No. 1: Don’t provoke the protagonist’s group or any of those Children of Destiny. The farther away, the better!

Villain Rule No. 2: If you run into one of the protagonist’s...

Chapter 536 Cultivation Life

Half a year later...

"Qinghan! Come quickly, Qinghan!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Su Cheng was in the kitchen, holding a hot piece of braised pork and lovingly stuffing it into Ye Qinghan's mouth.

"Phew! Hot hot hot! Ouch! It tastes good! Ouch..."

Ye Qinghan stir-fried the braised pork again in his mouth before swallowing it.

Li Shiyao stood to the side, staring wide-eyed, waiting in line to be fed!

Su Cheng naturally wouldn't forget Li Shiyao, that little glutton, and immediately scooped another piece out of the pot and gave it to Li Shiyao to eat.

"Qinghan, take the dishes off the table."

Each person eats one piece, which helps the master carry out a dish.

Su Cheng fed them one by one: Ye Qinghan, Li Shiyao, Chu Youwei, Miaomiao, Yu Lan...

Su Cheng had long been accustomed to this kind of life. Looking back on the countless years he had lived, this kind of life could be described as peaceful.

Ye Qinghan recalled the so-called deity and found it hard to believe.

She was a girl of about thirteen years old. She wasn't particularly pretty, and she was dressed in tattered clothes, looking no different from an ordinary person.

She looks no different from Miaomiao, like a pitiful little girl, clearly a child from a poor family.

But this child, in just a flash of white light, killed 400,000 people and destroyed several cities.

At that moment, the girl was still asleep.

According to Lord Gu Ai, that was no longer the child from before; it was merely an unfortunate body possessed by a god.

The girl was disheveled and dirty; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a little beggar.

But the moment that little beggar opened his eyes, the Southern Region almost perished.

Fortunately, the mansion acted swiftly, and Xiao Ai and her master were prepared. The moment that guy arrived, they dragged him into another space, a dueling arena specially built for him.

The three God-Slaying Kings were already fully armed and waiting for her.

The girl discarded her name and seemed to have no desire to speak; she had only one belief: to kill everything in front of her.

Cleansing and restarting this world—that is the meaning of her birth.

However, compared to the God-Slaying King who had lived for thousands of years and the Venerable One who had transcended countless ages, the newly born god was obviously somewhat immature.

Su Cheng was a well-trained warrior, and behind him were kings armed to the teeth. In Hei Yao's eyes, this unequal battle was a foregone conclusion.

If given some time, perhaps she will try to understand this world and become increasingly difficult to deal with.

Such examples are not uncommon. The god who killed Xunye and Bingling escaped from such a duel arena and disappeared for ten years.

When it reappeared, the god who controlled destiny had his own army of apostles, and the black mist even spread to the council hall of the royal city, blocking out all the sunlight. Everywhere one looked, there was a scene of apocalypse.

Of course, Su Cheng eventually killed that god, but even for Su Cheng, the price was somewhat unbearable.

If Su Cheng could exchange half of his kingdom for Xun Ye and Bing Ling, he would not hesitate.

He decisively abandoned Xunye and Bingling, choosing instead to kill that bastard; it was a last resort.

If they leave it alone and try to save Xun Ye and Bing Ling, it's uncertain whether they can be saved. The next one could be Xiao Ai, and then Ye He. Su Cheng has no way to save them.

And after killing this last god, Su Cheng was forcibly brought to this world of cultivation, which is why Su Cheng is called a traitor.

This is Suzhou's new battlefield, and the only opportunity Suzhou has found, the only opportunity it has found by joining forces with the system to traverse countless worlds.

Technology or something else~

Magic or whatever~

Gods or whatever~

Apostle or whatever~

This time, Su Cheng wants to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace!

The son of the future?

"No, no, no, I am not the chosen one of the future. My name is Su Cheng, and I am the future of the world!"

"Kings within the palace, are you willing to follow in my footsteps and share in my glory?"

"I will slaughter all the gods, and this sword of destruction will bear witness to it all. With the blood of the gods, I will pay tribute to the fallen warriors!"

Now, all we need to do is wait for the right time.

"Miaomiao, hold your hand level~"

Su Cheng lay on the rocking chair. Now that he had finished eating, Su Cheng, as usual, was going to supervise the cultivation of his disciples.

Ye Qinghan has been very well-behaved these days. Even though his master has returned and seems to have recovered completely, he is not in a hurry to engage in dual cultivation. Instead, he is focusing on cultivation and is currently cultivating under a tree in the distance.

Li Shiyao became increasingly engrossed in the book of four-character idioms, as if it contained some kind of golden house. She sat at a stone table on the outskirts of Suzhou, eating snacks and reading stories.

Dongfang Jue remained a suffering immortal, making a living by collecting scraps outside. Su Cheng had no intention of interfering, feeling it wasn't the right time yet.

Miaomiao seemed to have become more cheerful at this moment, and she no longer seemed so inferior or timid. She would even fight with Li Shiyao for food from time to time. Su Cheng thought this was a good thing, that she should know how to fight for things!

They were all personally taught disciples, and Miaomiao was never inferior to anyone else, but being unable to beat someone was a different matter. If she couldn't beat someone, she had to look for the reasons within herself.

"Yes, Master." Miaomiao said solemnly, currently holding a wooden sword and wielding it with great skill.

Su Cheng rested his chin on his hand and gazed at Miao Miao from afar: "Miao Miao, do you understand the meaning of my cultivation technique?"

Although the eldest senior sister had spoken to Miaomiao, Miaomiao still replied, "This disciple is dull-witted and hopes that Master will enlighten me."

Su Cheng chuckled. Looks like he's still a bit lacking.

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