To allow the players to rest and recuperate, the semi-finals will be held in three days.
During this break, Immortal Venerable Jinyun went to find Li Mingke.
"Master." She looked at the man in white robes before her.
Is it because he found his fiancée and is overjoyed that he seems more humane at this moment?
She looked behind him but didn't see the figure.
“I’m here to see you,” he said.
He strode up to her and stopped three steps away. She was up to his chin, and she could feel his heavy gaze upon her.
"It's been a long time since my master and I have seen each other."
"yes……"
So, what is he going to say? she wondered.
A large hand was placed on her head and patted it gently, just like before. "Mingke, don't worry. Even if your master has other disciples, he will still be your master."
But we are different.
Despite her thoughts, she still lowered her brows respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master."
Jinyun Immortal Venerable thought she would ask something else, but unexpectedly, she only asked these four words.
“There’s nothing to thank me for. It’s my responsibility to teach you. I heard from your mother that you have fully recovered and can start cultivating now. These days, the Heroes’ Competition is a good opportunity for you to observe the others. After we return to Yixiantian, I will devise a complete plan for you.”
"Thank you, Master, but I may... not return to Yixiantian with you again. I feel that the Li family's secret techniques are more suitable for me..." She slowly lowered her head.
The surroundings fell silent instantly. Li Mingke vaguely felt the air pressure drop, making him want to take deep breaths.
He finally spoke, not harshly or angrily, but gently, asking, "Why? You can learn a lot in the First Line of Sky."
It was like the sultry heat before a storm; there was no wind, but you could feel the restlessness in the surrounding environment.
"After thinking about it, I feel that the Li family's secret techniques are more suitable for me. I'm not particularly talented to begin with, and now that my master has found a better disciple, so..."
Her voice trailed off as she looked down at the tips of her shoes.
The Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord gave her completely different feelings.
She would throw tantrums and bicker with the Demon Lord, but strangely, she felt deep down that the Demon Lord wouldn't really do anything to her. Although he attacked her a few times, he never actually hurt her.
But the Immortal Venerable is different.
She had an almost intuitive sense of awe and worship towards the immortal.
He was more like an elder, someone high above.
In his presence, everything inappropriate was wrong. He didn't make any demands, but she would always unconsciously consider her shortcomings and subconsciously reflect on them.
Just like now, although he is gentle and kind, she always feels that he will fly into a rage at any moment, even though she can't imagine what he is like when he is angry.
In his presence, disobeying him or going against his will seems to be a natural mistake.
"Mingke".
He called her name.
He crouched down so she could see his face clearly.
"Did Master do something to disappoint you?"
She hesitated for a long time, then subconsciously shook her head.
"Why is Mingke like this? It's as if your master did something that you hate, making you no longer trust your master."
Li Mingke shook his head even more violently, "No, Master, it was actually myself..."
"Mingke!" he interrupted her before she could speak.
“Mingke, you are my first disciple,” he said. “I have never taken a disciple before. As the head of the immortal sect, there are countless people who want to be my disciple, but I have only taken you as my disciple.”
Li Mingke sniffed, "Master didn't want to accept me either, did he? It was clearly my mother who begged the sect leader..."
No.
ah?
Li Mingke subconsciously looked up and met his eyes. Those eyes were as bright as a spring, and they only held her.
“Before the inner sect assessment, I visited you at the Li residence,” he said. “Do you know that your mother invited me repeatedly for your sake, saying that she would definitely take you as her disciple? At that time, I had just emerged from seclusion and had no intention of taking on a disciple, but I couldn’t resist the enthusiastic invitation and the sect leader’s persuasion, so I finally went to the Li family.”
"When I first saw you, you were playing with your sister. They were clearly two different people, but I noticed you at first glance."
"That's when I realized why your mother said I would definitely take you as my apprentice."
He laughed, "It's really strange. Even though it's our first time meeting, your image seems to have jumped into my heart instantly."
She was like a little rabbit running wildly, accidentally bumping into him, this withered, rotten tree.
"That's why I agreed to take you as my apprentice."
He looked into her shocked eyes.
Her eyes were wide open, round and round, her lips slightly parted, her face filled with disbelief.
“I’ve never believed in fate, but at that moment, I believed it was destiny.”
He brushed a strand of hair stuck to her lips behind her ear, his fingertips touching her earring, making a soft tinkling sound.
"So you don't need to belittle yourself."
“From beginning to end, I have already regarded you as my disciple, and the so-called inner sect assessment was only set up for you alone.”
"So that's how it is..." She bit her lower lip lightly.
My mother didn't tell me.
"Of course she wouldn't tell you, and she even asked me not to, but now that things have come to this, I think it's necessary to tell you all of this."
"Mingke, nothing will change."
"You will always be my disciple, Jinyun."
“Master…” she murmured.
Li Mingke has always felt that he is strange.
If you can't have something, just pretend you don't care.
Lacking talent for cultivation, she comforted herself: So what? She's still the young master of the Li family.
Forced to wear men's clothing, she comforted herself: This is all to save my life. Didn't you see how much my parents have done for me?
Just as her mother told her that the Immortal Venerable Jinyun had taken on another disciple, who was also the reincarnation of her fiancée from her previous life, she thought:
That's to be expected. What kind of status does she have? How can I compare to her? Besides, the disciple of the head of the immortal sect is a good-for-nothing. I've already embarrassed my master enough. My master can't accept a disciple without considering the matter of succession.
After thinking about it this way, I felt much lighter.
She pretended to be relaxed, as if she were living a carefree life.
Her cousin, Wang Jingyuan, once threw a tantrum because his father went on a long trip and forgot to bring him the things he wanted. She was surprised: It's just a little thing, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?
But to comfort him, his father sent his men out again that night to bring the things back and put them in his hands, and only then did he stop crying.
"Of course! I will get what I want!"
As the young master of Fengyulou, Wang Jingyuan had nothing he couldn't have if he wanted it.
But she remained silent.
It wasn't that she couldn't be so willful, but rather that she knew there were some things that even her willfulness couldn't achieve.
Rather than exhausting everyone's energy, she'd rather process it quietly on her own.
That's how she grew up.
Faced with this situation, she had only one thought in her mind:
never mind.
She's already "gone it over" countless times, so what's one more time?
But now someone tells her that no matter how external factors change, the relationship between him and her will never change.
She had opened the box countless times before, only to find it empty. But this time, when the expected contents appeared inside, she panicked.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable saw her struggle and helplessness.
"It's alright, Mingke. Think about it carefully, we still have plenty of time."
The rain finally started to fall, but it wasn't the torrential downpour she had imagined; instead, it was a gentle, comfortable drizzle.
"Okay, I'll think about it carefully."
Finally, she watched as the Immortal Venerable Jinyun departed into the distance.
As if she had been tense for a long time and suddenly relaxed, she lost all her strength and staggered on the flat ground.
She found a relatively flat rock to sit on and rested her face on her hands.
The matter of cultivation still needs to be seriously considered...
Just as her thoughts were drifting away, a voice sounded behind her:
"Jinyun really knows how to bewitch people!"
"Demon Lord?" She hadn't expected him to appear here.
Demon Lord Luan Hua appeared and jumped in front of her. "He's best at using his looks and words to bewitch young girls. You haven't fallen into his trap too, have you?"
"I don't understand what the Demon Lord means."
"Hey, I mean, becoming his apprentice is not a good choice."
He gazed at her silently, his eyes gleaming with a faint golden light. "Since things have come to this, and you've already decided to leave him, why not be bolder in your imagination?"
"How about you become my disciple?"
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