"Rou'er, you seem to have changed."
Shangguan Rou nestled beside Cheng Liang, feeling the air grow hotter. Her master's burning hands gripped hers tightly, though he wasn't using much force, she couldn't break free.
"In the past, I wanted too much, so I grasped nothing. Now, I only want to stay by my master's side and watch over him."
Her clear eyes, now free of obsession, were even more lucid and captivating, as gentle as water.
"Those things on the table are all for you. With these, my personal disciple Cheng Liang will never lose to Ye Chenmeng."
“I never expected that before he died, he would pass on many magical treasures to Su Cheng. Ye Qinghan has a celestial-grade magical treasure to protect him, so you are naturally no match for him.”
Shangguan Rou no longer cared about any of that; she was simply playing along with her master.
Shangguan Rou came from an ordinary family in the Southern Region. Her father worked as a laborer at the docks, and her mother worked for a wealthy family. Her background was quite respectable.
Compared to the sisters surrounding the protagonist, Shangguan Rou is the only ordinary person.
Compared to Ye Qinghan, the fox demon princess of the Northern Region, Dongfang Jue, the human emperor princess of the Southern Region, Li Shiyao, the holy maiden of the Holy Mountain of the Eastern Region, and Su Muchan, the witch with an unknown background, Shangguan Rou was truly as ordinary as could be.
Without her status as the top disciple of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, Shangguan Rou was not even worthy of looking directly at these chosen ones.
But the man beside her gave her an opportunity—an opportunity that would free her parents from groveling and that would free her from sacrificing her dignity for food.
Everything she has now is a gift from Cheng Liang. At the age of thirteen, Shangguan Rou entered the Heavenly Dao Pavilion and, relying on her talent and constant hard work, became Cheng Liang's personal disciple and his first disciple.
She didn't care about Cheng Liang's body or his life, as long as he wanted it.
If she could, she wished to possess the power to help her master accomplish his great task, attain immortality, and serve him for the rest of her life.
So when she had figured everything out, especially when she realized that Ye Qinghan would never fall in love with anyone again, she stopped making a fool of herself.
How could Ye Qinghan be any different from her?
From the day she emerged from the secret realm, she understood that nothing, except death, could separate Su Cheng and Ye Qinghan.
With Sect Leader Su around, death is too far away for Ye Qinghan. Even if the sun goes out, Ye Qinghan may not perish. Hehe.
It is unwise to oppose them, but even so, having power is always a good thing.
Su Cheng is not someone who wants chaos in the world. If we can be on good terms, that would be the best course of action. If not, it doesn't matter if we go our separate ways.
Shangguan Rou turned over and sat on Cheng Liang's lap, examining the gifts on the table.
On it was an extended straight-bladed sword surrounded by chains. The black blade looked rusty and seemed very fragile.
Even so, the blade, which seemed to be about to shed black shavings, was surrounded by chains, and the scabbard was placed on the other side.
"Master, what is this?"
"This is a severing blade capable of cutting through all things in the world, even space and time."
The longsword lay quietly in an exquisite gift box wrapped in red velvet. Shangguan Rou reached out her jade hand and placed it on the longsword named Sanction. She could feel the heat within the blade as she gently stroked it.
The raging flames, seemingly capable of burning everything, appeared to be calling to her!
"A blade capable of severing all things in the world... a punishment..."
"In addition, your master has prepared a new cultivation method for you."
Shangguan Rou turned her head to look at Cheng Liang, her meaning unclear...
Master, what do you mean by this?
However, she still accepted the treasure bestowed by her master with a smile. The high expectations in her master's eyes made it impossible for her to refuse.
She didn't know if she, with her divine weapon, could be on par with Ye Qinghan.
She couldn't understand why, if her master possessed such a divine weapon, he wouldn't use it himself but instead give it to her.
Master is not the kind of person who would compare or hold grudges, and naturally he would not give away treasures to his disciples casually like Su Cheng did. Master has always believed only in strength.
This technique was also extremely damaged, with only twelve sections of sword techniques remaining on both sides of the fragments. The moment they were touched, they floated into the air and were burned to ashes by a mysteriously ignited flame, but they were engraved in Shangguan Rou's heart.
This was originally written casually by the owner of the knife, containing supernatural powers, and he never intended for it to be passed down to the world.
But this scene also made Cheng Liang's eyes widen!
Because in his eyes, that technique was just a piece of tattered paper, without a single word on it.
"Master, what is the name of this sword?"
"She doesn't have a name yet, Rou'er, let's give her one."
"How dare this disciple?" Shangguan Rou was a little confused; her master was acting strangely today...
The way he looked at himself was somewhat similar to how Su Cheng looked at Ye Qinghan...
Did she do anything? No, right?
"It's alright. Since it's a gift for you, Rou'er can just give her a name."
"Then let's call her... Yinfeng?"
"I'm glad Rou'er likes it." A pair of hands gently rested on Shangguan Rou's head, and Shangguan Rou was somewhat flattered!
Master, what happened today?
After accepting the treasure, Shangguan Rou took her leave, as she needed to study the treasure given to her by her master.
Besides cultivation techniques and the ability to chant, her master also gave her many rare and precious materials for cultivation. She found a quiet place and began to circulate her cultivation techniques...
On the other side, Cheng Liang walked to the bedroom, behind Shangguan Rou's back. On the bed where Shangguan Rou usually stayed, a large fox was lying.
Her temperament even surpasses Ye Qinghan's; if we're talking about unparalleled beauty in the world, no one can rival her. Even the most beautiful flowers know they are inferior to her.
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