“Master, I…” An Ge was about to speak when Jiang Shang stopped her, “What I gave you is yours, you don’t need to take it out again. This situation was just an accident, anyway, I won’t have any expenses at the inn in the future, so whether I have money or not doesn’t matter.”
Seeing that her master really didn't mind, An Ge immediately changed the subject, "I just wanted to ask how you ended up in such a sorry state?"
She was certainly going to be filial to her master, but seeing him in such a predicament was rare, so as his dear disciple, she had to ask him the reason.
Jiang Shang rolled his eyes at An Ge, but he wasn't angry. On the contrary, he felt that this was the kind of disciple he wanted.
As expected, my little cotton-padded jacket still has the habit of letting the wind in.
Jiang Shang sighed, saying that this was a story full of bitter tears.
He had barely survived the silver lightning and thought he would become a carefree immortal, but in the blink of an eye, he found himself in this plane with scarce spiritual energy, where even his strength was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.
What's most infuriating is that, under the attack of Yin Lei, his space was completely destroyed, and all the treasures inside were reduced to ashes.
Fortunately, before leaving, he gave most of his treasures to An Ge, keeping only a few spirit stones with him.
He wasn't bothered by the destruction of his spatial equipment; as an immortal, he could survive for a long time without food or water. Besides, in this low-level plane, he wouldn't starve to death.
He appeared right at the entrance of the Immortal Fate Inn. Knowing that his disciple had opened an inn, he figured this was the place.
Then, upon entering the inn, he regretted not having brought any money with him.
These foods are so delicious, they even seem to have a spiritual energy!
The rooms here are wonderful. My apprentice really knows how to enjoy life. The sacred spring, the fairy garden, the arena, the amusement park, the studio—each one is incredibly novel to Jiang Shang.
Even he, who prided himself on having seen many strange things, was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.
These things are good, but they're too expensive. Penniless, he could only reveal his identity, and was then mocked by the half-demon in front of him.
Perhaps due to his own power, Lu Yan didn't dare to turn against him and treated him well, providing him with good food and drink. However, not wanting to owe him anything, he wrote an IOU.
Jiang Shang was initially a little embarrassed, but he became more relaxed as he spoke.
He's lived for thousands of years, so he's not just old, he's also thick-skinned.
An Ge knew her master's personality, which is why she let Lu Yan bully her.
If her master had been present at her Nascent Soul Ceremony, she would have received even more gifts than she has now. Taking gifts from others is no big deal to her master.
"Don't worry, Master, you've reached the age where you can enjoy your retirement. Isn't the purpose of raising disciples to prepare for your old age?" An Ge patted his chest and assured him.
"You are truly my good disciple. Your master is still very young." After ascending to immortality, his lifespan increased significantly, and living for another ten thousand years or so would not be a problem.
"Yes, yes, my master is still a young man who is less than ten thousand years old. If you go out like this, you will definitely attract a bunch of girls to scream."
Watching the two exchange questions and answers, Lu Yan carefully took two steps back. "Manager An is truly a filial apprentice." He emphasized the word "filial."
Those cultivators on the Tianxuan Continent were incredibly boring; their deep-rooted respect for their teachers and the Dao was something he had never seen before, and it was the first time he had encountered such an unreliable master and such a rebellious disciple.
“My little Ge’er has always been this good.” Hu Jiu seemed oblivious to Lu Yan’s implied meaning and immediately began praising An Ge.
After An Ge returned, Jiang Shang moved from a regular guest room to a small villa that An Ge had specially prepared for him, where he received the best treatment in every way.
When Chang Jin and several other employees heard that this was the store manager's mentor, they repeatedly instructed their staff to treat him well. As for his identity, at An Ge's request, it was not revealed to the outside world.
All the people knew was that this was a special instruction from the shop manager. In addition, Jiang Shang had changed his ethereal and otherworldly appearance and looked no different from an ordinary old man except for his handsome looks. They simply assumed that he was also a close friend of the shop manager despite their age difference.
An Ge was somewhat puzzled by this.
Although she was worried that the appearance of other cultivators would have an impact on mortals, her own master was different.
The master of a deity is different from an ordinary cultivator. Because of the vast difference in their status, people will only respect him more, and will not be jealous or envious of his pursuit of immortality.
Jiang Shang retorted irritably, "Why reveal my identity? Do you want people to worship me?"
He didn't want that. Lately, he'd been getting to know a lot of other old men while pretending to be an ordinary old man. Although he saw these other old men as just kids, there was absolutely no generation gap between them.
"Then you don't need to make yourself look like this, do you?" An Ge looked at her master, whose face was full of wrinkles, with a sense of helplessness. She had finally gotten used to a handsome young man dressing up as an old man every day.
Well, now that the young man has become an old man, he's finding it hard to adjust.
"What do you know? If I look young, wouldn't people think I'm a monster? Go away, don't waste my time. I have an appointment to play mahjong with Xiao Jiu."
Jiang Shang glanced at An Ge with disdain, put his hands behind his back, hummed a little tune, and strolled leisurely toward the mahjong room.
From behind, he blends perfectly into the image of an old man taking a morning stroll in the Fairy Garden.
An Ge rolled her eyes at being looked down upon. She had seen people who wanted to make themselves younger, but she had never seen anyone who desperately wanted to make themselves older. Her master was truly a freak.
Although she didn't understand, as a good disciple, she still respected her master's wishes.
Hearing his master's words, An Ge couldn't help but admire Hu Jiu's social skills.
In just a short time, his master's way of addressing him changed from "Hey" to "Little Nine".
According to her observation, since her master appeared, Hu Jiu's actions have included, but are not limited to, acting as her master's tour guide, accompanying her master for walks and playing mahjong, and telling her master jokes.
Incidentally, he also had a friendly sparring session with Lu Yan, which not only demonstrated his strength but also "unintentionally" helped his master avenge himself.
In a short period of time, Hu Jiu's status in his master's heart rose sharply, even making her a little jealous.
"Sigh, they say a son-in-law is like half a son, and the old saying is really true." An Ge shook her head helplessly, but felt much more relaxed.
Her master was one of the people she cared about most, and she was the happiest person to have her master acknowledge Hu Jiu.
Jiang Shang's approval of Hu Jiu was not based on these trivial matters.
He had personally witnessed how Hu Jiu helped manage the inn, and had also heard Hu Jiu "inadvertently" mention that he had planted a life-and-death mark on An Ge. Considering the attitude of the demon race at the Nascent Soul Ceremony and the details of their usual interactions, how could he possibly disagree?
Once he accepted Hu Jiu, and given that Hu Jiu's temperament suited his taste, he found Hu Jiu increasingly pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Shang hummed a little tune, thinking about how Old Wang had mentioned having a granddaughter, which had made him incredibly envious.
When will I be able to hold Little Song in my arms? Jiang Shang was both frustrated and expectant.
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