Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Upon hearing his master's words, Shen Wangchuan's first reaction was disbelief.

He had only known his master for a little over a month, so how could there be a story spanning several lifetimes?

But seeing his master's serious and focused gaze, the slight doubt in his heart disappeared.

The negative emotions in my heart have also dissipated considerably.

"Since Master says so, then I believe Master."

Xie Liuyan smiled, considering the matter closed.

However, what he later told Lin Ai was a different matter altogether, as he usually strictly disciplined Lin Qinglin.

After all, he didn't want to completely prevent Lin Qinglin from coming to his residence. It was just that he wasn't there at the time, so Lin Qinglin should have been more discerning and not said anything reckless.

This made someone secretly jealous.

At the same time, after this incident, Xie Liuyan suddenly understood why Shen Wangchuan developed inner demons later on.

It was all because of him.

He should explain his words and actions to Shen Wangchuan in a clear and reasonable manner, so as not to make Shen Wangchuan overthink and develop inner demons.

Releasing his grip on the other person, Xie Liuyan lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Wangchuan with a serious expression.

"If you ever feel sad about anything in the future, be sure to tell me."

What does this mean?

Shen Wangchuan was a little confused. He had previously thought that the distance between him and his master had been infinitely shortened.

Aside from giving guidance on cultivation, he rarely heard his master speak in such a tone.

Even his expression was extremely serious.

But he didn't think it was a bad thing; in fact, he felt a little smug.

Did you feel respected and valued by your teacher?

Shen Wangchuan nodded: "Understood, Master."

Xie Liuyan curled his lips into a smile, then took out a sword from the spirit ring on his hand.

"I originally intended to give it as a gift for your successful foundation building, but it's just as good to give it to you now."

"From today onwards, this sword officially belongs to you, and you can give it a name."

"Nourish it with spiritual energy, and a sword spirit may emerge within the sword in the future to assist you in battle."

The pale blue sword emitted a faint light, its hilt was red, and its iridescent tassel swayed in the wind.

Without a doubt, this is a formidable weapon.

Shen Wangchuan's attention was immediately drawn to it; this was the second gift his master had given him!

The first item is the jade pendant that Master wore on his waist, which Shen Wangchuan still treasures carefully.

“Thank you, Master!!”

What to name this sword has become a dilemma for him.

He was able to get to this point largely thanks to his master.

His only wish in this life is to cultivate the Great Dao, protect his master, and drive away all evil spirits from the world for him!

“Master, I really like this sword. From now on, let’s call it ‘Evil-Repelling Sword’.”

He looked at Xie Liuyan with joy and anticipation, while Xie Liuyan was slightly taken aback when he heard what the other person said.

It was exactly the same as in the previous life.

"Okay, let's call it 'Bixie' (辟邪)."

*

At night, Shen Wangchuan meditated for a while, then pulled out the talisman placed beside his bed.

The sword was entirely blue, with flowing patterns printed on it, and it shone even brighter under the candlelight.

Shen Wangchuan saw his own face reflected in the sword's surface, but his thoughts drifted back to the moments he had spent with his master during the day.

He wasn't in a high mood at the time and wasn't sensitive to many things.

But when he reviewed the events that night, he suddenly realized that his master's behavior was quite unusual.

He seemed to see another side of his master, not the aloof and restrained one, nor the relaxed and unrestrained one from their first meeting, but a gentleness mixed with doting affection.

Such a master is too good, making him want to possess him all to himself.

He always thought he was without desires or wants, and would go wherever he could.

After all, there wasn't much in this world that he cherished.

But things are different now; his life has been turned upside down because of the arrival of one person.

He didn't dislike this change; in fact, he craved his master's gentleness.

If only Master could reveal everything to him alone.

To become his own master!

Shen Wangchuan's heart skipped a beat, startled by the reflection of himself on the sword's surface.

No! How could he have such presumptuous thoughts?

Shen Wangchuan hastily closed his sword, unusually ending his training for the day.

Because he hasn't been practicing for long, he still retains the sleeping habits of an ordinary person.

Suppressing his somewhat rebellious thoughts, Shen Wangchuan turned over and covered himself with the blanket, attempting to forget his thoughts through rest.

But tonight was destined to be anything but peaceful. Whether it was because his master's words during the day had come true or something else, Shen Wangchuan discovered that his previous dream had a sequel.

In the dream, he pressed on relentlessly, forcing the master to back down.

From initial imprisonment to later sharing a bed, Shen Wangchuan's progress was remarkably rapid.

He and his master seemed to be in a secret realm, trying to retrieve something.

As a result, they were both caught in the attack and fell into a coma.

This time, Shen Wangchuan no longer viewed the dream from a third-person perspective, but instead became immersed in it.

After obtaining the snow lotus grass, he discovered that his master was missing, and he went completely mad.

Later, when he was exhausted, everything went black and he lost consciousness.

In his dream, Shen Wangchuan was so panicked that he wasn't afraid of being attacked while unconscious.

But what he feared most was that his master, who had always been by his side, would also disappear.

how so??

When Shen Wangchuan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

His first reaction was to find his master.

Seeing the other person on the bed, which was only a few meters apart, Shen Wangchuan finally felt relieved.

What followed unfolded like a movie, and Shen Wangchuan discovered that he had actually committed the outrageous act of sleeping in the same bed as his master.

What embarrassed him even more was that they did all the intimate things that lovers do on that bed.

Even though he knew it might just be a dream, he couldn't stop himself from looking at the alluring expression on his master's face.

Slightly furrowed brows, a high, straight nose, and a hint of eroticism that unconsciously overflows as he approaches his climax.

Shen Wangchuan was captivated by this feeling; only he could see his master like this.

He even mischievously bit the other person's chest, listening to the other person scold him for being silly. That kind of master was really so vivid.

The result of Shen Wangchuan's dream was that he overslept the next day.

What's even more shameful is that his body actually reacted in real life.

Shen Wangchuan, who had been focused on cultivation and free from worldly desires since arriving at the Xuantian Sect, was experiencing some of the troubles of adulthood.

He rarely had sex, and thought he had little desire, but unexpectedly...

Seeing that it was getting late, I was afraid that if I delayed any longer, I would miss my morning exercise.

Shen Wangchuan didn't wait any longer and resignedly put his hand down.

I tried to comfort myself little by little, mimicking what I did in my dream.

Unsure of the soundproofing of his room and worried about being discovered by his master, Shen Wangchuan bit the blanket, momentarily lost in his passion.

As he neared the peak, the image of his master's bright red lips and eyes stained red with peach blossoms flashed through his mind, and in an instant, he was overwhelmed with emotion.

Looking at the ** in his palm, Shen Wangchuan felt ashamed for the first time in his life.

How will he face his master in the future? After wiping his face clean with a handkerchief, Shen Wangchuan felt unusually lost.

He covered his eyes with his arm and called out softly in a hoarse voice:

"Master~"