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On the other side, as usual, Tan Taipei sat at his desk, listening to his senior brother preach.
But he didn't read a single word; his mind was completely occupied with the two words "Daoist partner" that he had just uttered.
In the past two years, female fellow cultivators have often stopped him, either to express their feelings or to attract his attention, but he only found those people annoying.
Once, Chu Yue teased him, saying that he would never find a Daoist partner because he was so indifferent to female cultivators.
He countered by asking why he needed a Daoist partner when he was focused on cultivating the Dao and only wanted to transcend tribulations and ascend to immortality with his master.
But Chu Yue said he wasn't looking for a Daoist partner, so what about his master?
The path to immortality is long and arduous. If his master were to find a Daoist partner, he certainly wouldn't be able to cling to her like he does now.
Tan Taipei's first reaction was that the master cannot find a Daoist partner; the master can only be his!
That night, he had an unprecedented dream.
In the dream, my master was wearing a bright red robe and holding a man's hand, about to hold a marriage ceremony.
He woke up with a start, his body drenched in cold sweat.
The way Master smiled and lowered his eyes when looking at others...
The Master was depicted as someone dressing him in a bright red robe...
And... the way Master was holding that man's hand...
It was just a dream, but the excruciating pain lingered for a long time.
That night, he looked through the moonlight at his master on the bed not far away.
She slept peacefully, her breathing shallow and even. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, seemingly untouched by worldly dust. Looking at the pillow she was clutching, Tan Taibei inexplicably wondered, if his master had a Daoist partner, would...?
!!
He found that he could not accept the possibility that his master might seek a Daoist partner.
It was at that moment that he finally understood.
He didn't want any master-disciple relationship; he wanted his master to always only have eyes for him, and for him to be the only one by her side.
The path to immortality is long and arduous?
Then his master's immortal journey is long, and he should only have him, Dan Taipei, to accompany him!
He listened to his senior's sermon, but his mind was filled with thoughts of...
The Master's slightly furrowed brows as he played chess.
The sash that slipped off during a short rest.
And the faint trailing tone when his name is called...
"...Therefore, the greatest truths are the simplest, and the key lies in guarding one's heart..."
As Master Qinghe was speaking, he noticed that his junior brother's eyes were glazed over, as if he were completely lost in thought.
"Taipei".
No response.
"Taipei, Taiwan!!"
It remained completely silent.
Qinghe was enraged and immediately unleashed a burst of spiritual energy.
Tan Taibei, who dodged the spiritual energy, also had a gloomy expression. His master was right, Senior Brother Qinghe was indeed too unreliable!
Almost there.
So close!
Just now, Master almost became his partner while wearing a red robe!
Seeing Tan Taipei's expression, Qinghe, who was originally in the right, suddenly choked. For some reason, she felt a little... guilty.
"Alright, let's continue."
In his heart, he cursed his junior brother. This kid was too unruly and difficult to manage.
And Lin Zhao, that kid, has no sense of propriety at all. He didn't know to stop me earlier.
Even if she hadn't stopped him, she still didn't know how to give herself a way out, making him so embarrassed!
As he pondered this, Master Qinghe couldn't help but glare at Lin Zhao, who was staring at him expectantly. What a wretched disciple!
Lin Zhao, who was attentively listening to his master's sermon, thought: "...???"
Why did Master suddenly glare at him? It was Junior Uncle who was distracted, not him.
As soon as the sermon ended, Tan Taipei ignored Chu Yue's calls from behind, stepped on his flying sword, and disappeared in an instant at an extremely fast speed.
Chu Yue: "..."
He turned to look at Lin Zhao: "Isn't he being too clingy to his grandmaster?"
Lin Zhao: "Junior Uncle is still young."
Chu Yue: "..."
Very well, now I'm even more speechless.
After returning to Ling Shuang Peak, Tan Taibei first went to the kitchen and skillfully prepared some spiritual food. He then placed the food in a storage ring that was used to store his master's various snacks before heading towards Ling Feng Cliff.
Upon arriving at Lingfeng Cliff, he saw his master, as usual, lying in a hammock, holding a copy of the latest novel from the mortal realm, reading it with great interest.
"Master, lunch is ready."
Tan Taipei walked to a stone table and placed a series of delicious and visually appealing spiritual dishes on the table.
Nanqing loved the spiritual cuisine of the cultivation world, so when Tantai Bei grew a bit taller, he went to the Spiritual Cuisine Pavilion to learn how to cook it. From then on, the little boy took on Nanqing's three meals a day.
Nan Qing put down her sketchbook, sat down, and began to enjoy the pleasure that the food brought her.
Looking at his master across from him, Tan Taibei hesitated for a long time before finally asking:
"Master, will you... will you seek a Daoist partner in the future?"
Nan Qing glanced at him, and without hesitation, replied casually:
"A Daoist partner?"
"Probably."
She just hasn't convinced herself yet, but if he really doesn't find a Daoist partner, he'll go crazy, won't he?
Nanqing was referring to him, but Ke Dan Taipei didn't know that his master was referring to himself.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, the jade chopsticks in Tan Taipei's hand broke in two.
"What's wrong?"
Nan Qing looked at him in surprise. Didn't she say she would find a Daoist partner? Why didn't she say she would?
"fine......"
Tan Taibei lowered his eyes, hiding everything in them. He put down the broken chopsticks, took out a new pair of jade chopsticks from his storage ring, picked up a piece of fish, removed the bones, and put it into Nanqing's bowl.
"Master, please try this. It's a spirit fish that I caught from my senior brother's cold pool."
He even calmly served a bowl of mushroom soup and pushed it over.
He appeared incredibly obedient, but the delusions in his heart were heavier than ever before.
So, it turns out that Master really does find a Daoist partner.
Heh... well, it's fine anyway, since Master's Daoist partner can only be him...
That night, Tan Taibei lay quietly on the couch until he was sure that his master was asleep. Then he quietly got up from the couch and slowly walked to Nanqing's bedside.
The boy knelt by the bed, looking at his sleeping master, his fingertips hovering in mid-air, wanting to touch him but not daring to drop them.
"Master..."
His voice was soft, but his dark, bright eyes held a bone-chilling obsession.
The madness he had suppressed during the day, the palpitations that tormented him day and night, and the delusions he dared not utter aloud all surged forth at this moment.
Perhaps the delusional thought in his heart finally prevailed, and he slowly leaned down, but just as he was about an inch away from those red lips, Nan Qing pressed a finger against his forehead.
Nan Qing opened her eyes, looked at the magnified face in front of her, and said helplessly:
"Tan Taipei, go back to sleep."
Smelling the fragrance emanating from his master and feeling the warmth on his fingertips, he not only did not back away, but instead gently rubbed his fingertips against Nan Qing's in that position.
"Master..."
"I can't sleep."
Nan Qing gently pushed the person away slightly with her fingertips: "So you came to climb into my bed?"
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