Combat prowess isn’t solely determined by one’s realm; it’s also a combination of the magic treasures, cultivation techniques, divine skills... All these elements put together constitute your true strength. While the sisters have reached the sufficient cultivation realm, unfortunately, they fall short in other aspects, being inferior.
Su Yi quickly adjusted her mood, perceiving the implication.
"Are you planning to have Brother Jiang participate in the next martial competition?"
"This, Peak Master, Jiang Feng has only just become your disciple. Three years is hardly enough time to lay a solid foundation. How could he possibly participate in the martial competition? I nearly lost my life last time; those lunatics on the foot of the mountain show no mercy, especially towards Inner Sect Disciples, to whom they hold great animosity..."
She immediately tried to dissuade him, the anxiety clear on her face, but Liu Tangxi merely sipped her tea leisurely.
"Feeling distressed?"
She instantly shut her mouth, looking somewhat embarrassed. It seemed she had gotten a bit ahead of herself.
Liu Tangxi remained indifferent, casually stroking her temple hair, and glanced sideways. Lu Luo’s skills were really quite impressive—in just a couple of hours, Jiang Feng’s body had mostly recovered. Just a little longer, and it would be daybreak.
"What do you think of Jiang Feng?"
Although puzzled, Su Yi honestly replied, "He’s a cut above the rest, extremely talented, with a delicate mind..."
"I’m asking about your feelings. Would you be willing to become his servant, his concubine?"
She was shell-shocked.
Almost falling off her chair with the stunning revelation!
What is this intention?
She stole a glance at the Peak Master, utterly confused, unsure how to respond. Inner turmoil aside, she still nodded firmly.
"Of course, I’m willing. I only fear that Brother Jiang might disdain us..."
A beautiful mentor, or rather, a beautiful older apprentice sister, who had been messily setting up random matches, finally discarded her list.
Su Yi couldn’t make heads or tails of this hot-and-cold attitude, but she quickly caught the meaning of the Peak Master’s words.
"If you’re willing, after dealing with Qingshui County and those deeds, return directly to the sect. To the outside world, claim you are that boy’s servant. There are rules within the sect; it’s not possible to formally accept you directly as my disciple, but bringing a servant up the mountain is a simple matter."
"Later, you’ll be responsible for watching over my household. I often go out and someone needs to manage the Mountain Gate. At the same time, look after and guide the new Disciples in their cultivation. Although your cultivation realm is low, your foundational skills are solid, which makes you valuable."
"There are three years until the martial competition. As for what you can learn on the mountain during these years and whether you can advance further, that will depend on your destiny."
Her arms even trembled slightly, finding it hard to believe this was real.
But Liu Xianzi was always so free-spirited. Standing up, she could feel the young man next door was already awake. Glancing through the window, the pale dawn was especially striking.
The hour had come; it was time to set out.
Elsewhere, on the battlefield of the cemetery where a fierce fight had taken place the previous night, a pale-faced girl with bloodless lips and disheveled hair, covered in mud, seemed to be searching for something in the bamboo forest.
After a long time, the girl finally spotted a glint of inconspicuous light amid the upturned soil. The source of thɪs content is nοvelfire.net
She scrambled over, not minding the mud on her body, and held the broken half of the hairpin tightly in her hands.
An old man stood silently by her side, witnessing the girl’s wish fulfilled, then tapped his dragon-head cane.
"Girl, it’s time for us to head up the mountain."