It's okay, it's okay. As long as she regains her feelings, she will obediently return to his side.
He is the one she truly loves.
Lu Shiqing comforted himself in his heart.
“Sang Ruo, we haven’t seen you for more than half a year. During this time, your father, your master, and your senior brothers have missed you very much.” Shen Daochen’s eyes were red and his voice was slightly choked.
It was truly a heartfelt sentiment, but unfortunately it was too late.
Completely disregarding the origins of the people who had suddenly appeared around her, they came here with only two purposes: to win back her affections and to take her back to the Flying Cloud Sect.
Shen Sanruo gave a mocking smile and ruthlessly exposed Shen Daochen's true colors. "Is that so? But I remember that I used to not see you for months at a time, and you would avoid me like the plague."
"Now you say you miss me? Don't you find that laughable?" Her lips parted, and she uttered two extremely sarcastic words in a cold voice, "Uncle-Master."
As if stimulated by the words "Uncle-Master," everything he had done to Shen Sangri had in the past flooded his mind like a tidal wave.
Every scene accuses him of favoritism.
Remind him that even if Shen Sanruo returns, she won't call him "father," but rather "uncle-master," a rule she herself set.
Shen Daochen's face instantly paled a shade lower, looking extremely pale.
"In the past, for various reasons, Father was misled and lost his mind. It was all Father's fault. Father will do his best to make it up to you in the future."
"Now we've realized that you are our only treasure. Of course we really miss you, we can't sleep at night, we can't stop worrying about you. Otherwise, why would we have traveled all this way to find you?"
He wanted to say something more, but she interrupted him directly.
"Stop using those disgusting self-proclaimed titles. Those people are not my master or senior brothers. My master is in Ninghua Sect, and my senior brothers and sisters are by my side. You are nothing."
Her words were too sharp, and in front of so many people, Chen Daochen couldn't save face.
All I could say was, "Enough, enough. You haven't recovered your emotions yet, so I'll just take it as you talking nonsense."
Shi Zhili observed the situation silently from the side. He already knew what Shen Daochen had done from Song Weiyan and Fang Yu.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Shen Daochen was filled with utter contempt.
He was taken in by Daoist Jingxin and was considered Daoist Jingxin's adopted son. He was also being groomed to be the future young sect leader, just like Shen Sangruo.
But Master Jingxin had always taught him earnestly, and although he always had the habit of talking nonsense, Master Jingxin had never treated him that way.
Before Bai Mumu arrived, Shen Daochen's treatment of Shen Sangruo was already incomprehensible to him, let alone the fact that he didn't know at that time that she was not his biological daughter.
Are there really people in the world who treat their children like this?
Looking at it now, Shen Sangruo's experience can truly be described as legendary.
She actually encountered six such bizarre characters, not to mention the existence of Bai Mumu, a strategist he had never even heard of.
As I got to know her better, my feelings towards Chen Sangruo seemed to change somewhat.
He had some prejudice against her, but in this kind of situation, he naturally wouldn't gloat; he would only think those people were truly disgusting.
Given the current situation, I'll reluctantly stand by her side.
"You've broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage?" Master Lingxiao frowned and asked, his tone sounding accusatory.
Even though he had already observed the tribulation clouds during her tribulation, Master Lingxiao still couldn't help but ask this question.
The higher her cultivation level, the more difficult it is for her to regain the Profound Fire True Dragon Technique, and the greater the price she will have to pay.
Changing cultivation techniques at the late Nascent Soul stage is no different from forcibly tearing off her meridians.
He didn't want her to suffer too much, but she insisted on tormenting herself. Master Lingxiao had never wished for her talent to be any less.
In fact, when Shen Sangruo broke through, he wanted to go directly to Ninghua Sect to stop her, but Shen Daochen stopped him.
Shen Daochen was naturally happy to see her cultivation level rise to a higher level, but since he couldn't reveal that changing his cultivation method was the only way to regain his feelings, he had no choice but to give up.
His tone unconsciously turned angry, angry that she didn't take care of her body.
Sensing Lingxiao Zhenren's reproach, Shen Sanruo couldn't figure out what he meant. Was he blaming her for having too high a cultivation level?
While pondering, he already scoffed:
"Is Master Lingxiao so possessive of other people's cultivation levels?"
"What? Because you were stupid and Bai Mumu stole your cultivation, so you can't stand seeing others improve their cultivation? You're jealous?"
Attack power is maxed out.
Bringing up this matter now is not just rubbing salt into Ling Xiao Zhenren's wounds, it's sprinkling salt on everything in between.
Ye Huai and the others were quite astonished; their junior sister almost poisoned herself just by licking her lips.
Lingxiao Zhenren's chest heaved violently with anger, clearly indicating that he was extremely furious.
The theft of his cultivation was Lingxiao Zhenren's Achilles' heel, and he would be furious no matter who touched it.
But now, because of the guilt in his heart, he is more tolerant of Shen Sangruo.
Taking two deep breaths, he finally managed to suppress his anger. "You haven't recovered your emotions yet, so I won't hold it against you."
"Consider it a debt I owe you. I wronged you before. If this can help you vent your anger, then say what you want. I won't stop you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Sanruo showed a surprised expression, but the mockery in her eyes remained undiminished.
"I never thought I would hear the word 'wrong' from Ling Xiao Zhenren in this lifetime."
Lingxiao Zhenren, who was so arrogant, bowed his head to her in front of so many people and even tolerated her reckless words towards him.
She knew, of course, how difficult this was for Lingxiao Zhenren; it truly represented a huge investment.
Has he really changed his personality? Has he become a normal person?
She even began to suspect that he might have been possessed.
"I said I would make it up to you, and I didn't just say it." As Lingxiao Zhenren spoke, he genuinely showed some sincerity in admitting his mistake and put on a show of goodwill.
Recently, his inner demons have become increasingly intense, tormenting him constantly.
Every night, she dreams of the scenes from when she was still at Zhenlin Peak and of her becoming his disciple again, never looking at the Ninghua Sect again.
These scenes became obsessions, deeply etched into his heart, growing deeper with each passing day.
It drove him almost insane.
He wanted her to come back, he wanted to personally teach her cultivation, and he wanted to hear her call him Master.
He was willing to give up everything as long as she could come back.
Even the face of the former number one cultivator in the cultivation world.
The way he looked at Shen Sangruo had unknowingly become tainted with obsession.
But none of this stirred up any emotion in Shen Sangruo's heart.
It's not a question of whether to change or not, or whether to make amends or not.
The damage has already been done; they are no longer from the same world.
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