My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Jiang Daoxuan nodded slightly.

Then he took another look at the other person's thin body and sighed inwardly.

The child looked too thin, obviously he had not had a decent meal for a long time.

So, he waved his hand gently, took out a few large pancakes from the space ring, and handed them to Ye Luochen.

"You're hungry, let's eat something first."

Ye Luochen looked at the pancake, and a gleam of light immediately flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't eaten for a long time and was already rumbling with hunger.

But looking at the pancake, he hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't dare to eat it directly.

"Eat, you're welcome."

Jiang Daoxuan said with a smile, his eyes full of gentleness.

Ye Luochen then lowered his head and began to devour the food impatiently.

The aroma of pancakes filled his nose, and the long-lost feeling of fullness made him almost unable to hold back his tears.

Every bite is satisfying.

But the more I ate, the more sad I felt, and tears unknowingly rolled down my cheeks.

He wiped his tears desperately, trying not to let his master see his weakness.

Jiang Daoxuan smiled, turned around and faced away from his little disciple.

"Eat slowly, no one will take it away from you."

Ye Luochen raised his head, looking at his master's back with tearful eyes. With a big cake in his mouth, he stammered, "Thank you...thank you...father."

Jiang Daoxuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and gently corrected: "It's Master, not foster father."

Ye Luochen was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and took another big bite of the pancake, and said vaguely: "Oh... Thank you, Master..."

Although I don't understand why the other party doesn't let me call him godfather.

But for him, the man who gave him a name and provided him with food had long been like his adoptive father in his heart.

So, he secretly decided in his heart that he must work hard to honor his master in the future.

After eating the pancake, Ye Luochen finally touched his bulging belly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

He hadn't eaten so much in a long time.

Afterwards, Ye Luochen looked up at his master and asked curiously, "Master, since my name is Ye Luochen, then... what is your name?"

Jiang Daoxuan smiled slightly, his eyes deep, and said softly: "Wuming."

"Wuming?" Ye Luochen immediately revealed a puzzled look, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "Why does Master have such a strange name?"

Jiang Daoxuan laughed and said, "Because I used to have too many names, I found it troublesome later, so I just called myself 'Wuming'."

After listening to this, Ye Luochen frowned, full of doubts.

He had only just earned a name of his own.

So to him, it was the most precious thing in the world.

But now, the master actually has "too many names".

He felt incredible.

"Isn't a name very important? I finally got one after so much effort. Why don't you want one when you have so many, Master?"

Jiang Daoxuan rubbed Ye Luochen's head and said softly, "Names are sometimes important, like you now, but sometimes they are just a symbol."

"What matters is how you walk, not the name."

Ye Luochen nodded, not quite understanding.

Although I can't fully understand what Master means.

But he has decided that no matter the name or the practice, he will learn well from this master!

Jiang Daoxuan chuckled when he saw Ye Luochen's serious expression.

"Come on, follow me out of this city. From now on, you will be my disciple, Wuming."

"Okay!" Ye Luochen immediately stood up and followed Jiang Daoxuan closely, his heart full of expectations for the future.

The figures of two people, one big and one small, gradually disappeared at the end of the city.

There are still people coming and going on the streets.

But at this moment, Ye Luochen's fate is no longer lonely and helpless.

He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would no longer be alone.

Because he has a master!

..........

in the years that followed.

His concern for Ye Luochen has long surpassed the relationship between master and disciple, and he takes care of her as carefully as if she were his own child.

Ye Luochen also gradually grew from a helpless child to a peerless genius in the art of swordsmanship.

Along the way, Jiang Daoxuan always stayed by his side, taught him how to practice, and helped him through countless difficult times.

In order to commemorate this master-disciple friendship, Jiang Daoxuan even founded the "Luochen Sword Sect" in the name of Ye Luochen.

In a short time, he became famous and became a legend in the world of cultivation.

Ye Luochen was extremely talented and made rapid progress in his cultivation. At the age of twenty, he had already entered the realm of Sword King. This terrifying progress shocked the entire cultivation world!

However, no matter how powerful Ye Luochen's talent is, his temperament is extremely introverted.

The cold stares and ridicules he suffered in his childhood made him almost never show vulnerability in front of others.

No matter what difficulties he encountered, he never gave up, always gritted his teeth and persevered silently.

At the same time, his dependence on Jiang Daoxuan has long surpassed the relationship between master and disciple.

In his heart, the master had long become his only relative.

However, as Jiang Daoxuan's cultivation level improved, the memories in his dreams gradually awakened.

When he broke through the realm of Sword Saint, the truth about the world came flooding back.

He finally realized that all of this - whether it was Ye Luochen, the Luochen Sword Sect, or even the world before him, might just be an illusion of a dream.

Jiang Daoxuan knew that he would wake up from this dream sooner or later.

Although he knew that this was an illusion, he found it difficult to give up his deep feelings for Ye Luochen.

He couldn't be so callous as to end this master-disciple relationship.

So he decided to say goodbye in his dream and end this illusion himself.

"Chen'er, I'm leaving."

That day, Jiang Daoxuan's voice seemed exceptionally calm, as if he was narrating an ordinary little thing.

"Master, now that you have achieved the Saint Realm, it is indeed time for you to go out and travel the world and settle down..."

"Well, but this time I leave, I may not come back for a long time."

"How long is a long time? We cultivators have long lifespans. Even a thousand years is just a blink of an eye..."

"What if we never see each other again in this life?"

"Never see you again..."

.....

"Master, will we ever meet again in this life? If I want to see you, where should I go?"

"If we are destined to meet, we will be able to meet each other."

"As for where? Haha, it's a place that may never be reached. If you are interested, just remember the word Cangwu!"

"Cangwu?"

..........

Jiang Daoxuan quietly recalled the past, with a complex emotion in his heart.

He once thought it was just an illusory dream.

Ye Luochen, Luochen Sword Sect, those emotions and memories were just illusions in his mind.

However, now, the disciple in the dream actually came to me through the two words "Cangwu" across endless time.

"Chen'er, it turns out you've been looking for me all along..."