"Immortal Master, please take me with you! I want to become an immortal as powerful as you, to help the weak and punish the wicked, and to uphold justice!!"
Yu Shuang looked at the dirty but determined little beggar in front of her. Seeing that his muddy hands were about to touch the clean white hem of her clothes, she reflexively took a step back and created distance.
A hint of hurt flashed in the little beggar's eyes, but he still insisted on going with Yu Shuang.
The fact that the other person rescued him from the bad guys shows that they are a kind-hearted person.
This was the only chance he had to escape his misery and change his fate during those years of living in a daze.
How could we let this opportunity pass?
Yu Shuang sized up the little beggar for a moment, then ruthlessly revealed a fact:
"Having dreams is a good thing. But I regret to inform you that you have a useless spiritual root and will never become a powerful immortal like me. ...We are not related, and you don't meet my standards. I have no obligation to help you achieve your dream."
She turned and left without a moment's hesitation after she finished speaking.
The little beggar paused for a moment, a fleeting look of disappointment in his eyes, before quickly regaining his composure.
He scrambled and stumbled toward Yu Shuang in a panic, crying and begging to be taken in.
I tripped over something, and when I looked up again, everything was completely different.
Blood seeped from her dirty little face, making her look incredibly pitiful.
He seemed oblivious, stubbornly continuing to beg Yu Shuang to take him in.
"...Even if I can't become as powerful as the Immortal Master, I won't give up easily. Even if it means working like a slave, I want to follow the Immortal Master. Please, Immortal Master, take me in!!"
The person in front finally stopped, a glimmer of hope rising in his eyes.
The immortal must have been moved by his sincerity to stay for him.
He exerted more force, and as the man turned around, he knelt down and kowtowed heavily.
"bump!"
"Please, Immortal Master, take me in!!"
"bump…"
After a few taps, his forehead was already a bloody mess.
Her already pitiful little face looked even more miserable.
They were really going all out to seize this opportunity to climb the ladder.
Faced with this scene, which good person wouldn't be moved and would have the heart to cruelly refuse?
Yu Shuang stared speechlessly at everything in front of her. Was this guy sure he wouldn't get a concussion?
Unfortunately, playing the victim won't work on her.
Her tone was cold.
"Even if you die here, it won't do you any good. With your qualifications, you're not qualified to be my slave."
Actually, qualifications don't matter; the most important thing is whether it feels right at first glance.
Those who catch her eye can automatically filter out all external factors.
The little beggar's face showed deep resentment, as if he had made up his mind about something.
"If the immortal master won't accept me, I'll kneel here until I die!"
It all boils down to death. Rather than starving to death in a pathetic way, it's better to risk your life for a chance.
It is said that cultivators are most averse to karma and karmic obstacles. If someone dies because of a celestial being, then that is the celestial being's karma.
Yu Shuang was too lazy to waste time on this little beggar and was about to leave when she heard a whooshing sound coming from afar.
Before seeing the person, one hears their voice:
"Tsk tsk tsk... How can Senior Sister be so heartless? I think this kid may be a good-for-nothing, but the fact that he can do this shows that he has a firm heart for the Dao."
Being accepted into a sect as a menial disciple isn't bad; who knows, there might be some pleasant surprises in the future...
Upon hearing the sound, Yu Shuang looked over and saw a woman with exceptional grace riding a sword. In an instant, she arrived in front of Yu Shuang and looked at the little beggar with great interest.
"Little beggar, what's your name?"
The little beggar's gaze was firm, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Xiao Tian".
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