While Jiang Shiliu was still worrying about her future life in the cultivation world, her master, Yun Che, had already completed the reinforcement of the barrier on Tianyan Peak. With his powerful strength at the Mahayana stage, no one should be able to break through this barrier and steal his adorable little disciple away in a short time.

As a genius, Yun Che's cultivation speed was unparalleled among his fellow disciples who entered the sect at the same time. After all, he possessed two mutated spiritual roots, primarily a metal spiritual root and a special lightning spiritual root. The metal spiritual root excelled in swordsmanship, while the lightning spiritual root was even more powerful, allowing him to summon heavenly lightning at will and strike down anyone he disliked. Furthermore, during his tribulation of lightning, he could use the heavenly lightning to temper his body, achieving two benefits at once.

However, when Yun Che took Jiang Shiliu's pulse, he could only detect her five elemental roots and could not detect the two special ones. This might be related to the seal on Jiang Shiliu's body.

Just as Yun Che was about to sit down and rest, he noticed the person lying on the bed twitch her eyelids, indicating that his little disciple was about to wake up. Yun Che suddenly felt a pang of panic. Although he knew this little disciple was probably an orphan, and taking her in was, in essence, doing a good deed, he was afraid. Having lived for nearly three hundred years, being afraid of a little baby now? No one would believe it if they told them!

Yun Che looked at the little baby on the bed, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know how to face his little disciple who was about to wake up, nor how she would react to him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Jiang Shiliu slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with wariness as she saw the unfamiliar surroundings and people. She blinked, seemingly not fully awake yet. Yun Che quickly said softly, "Don't be afraid, child. I am your master. My name is Huan Yun Che, and I am an elder of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect."

Jiang Shiliu's wariness didn't lessen upon hearing Yun Che's words, but she still quietly watched him, seemingly deep in thought. Yun Che felt her gaze and grew increasingly nervous. He tried to appear gentle, hoping to reassure his young apprentice.

Jiang Shiliu looked at the man in front of her, and her wariness slowly began to relax. In her mind, she was screaming, "Mom! I saw him in person! My favorite couple is now a real-life version! And he's going to be my master from now on. I'm the happiest kid ever!" But on the surface, she still asked somewhat timidly, "Why am I here?"

Yun Che gently stroked her hair and said slowly, "You were injured and unconscious in the mountains, and I happened to pass by and saved you. From now on, you will follow me to cultivate."

Jiang Shiliu nodded, a determined glint in her eyes. She knew she could finally enjoy some sweet moments with her boyfriend. Yun Che looked at her, secretly vowing to teach this poor child well and help her become the most outstanding cultivator.

"Do you remember your name?" Yun Che asked gently, lowering his voice.

“My name is Shi Liu, Jiang Shi Liu. I am four years old. My home is in, in…” Jiang Shi Liu’s brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a trace of confusion and helplessness.

Seeing Jiang Shiliu struggling to remember, Yun Che felt a pang of heartache. He gently stroked her hair and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay if you can't remember, we'll take it slowly."

However, Jiang Shiliu's mood seemed to be getting worse and worse. Her lips trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. Finally, she couldn't help but sob, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

Yun Che was startled by this sudden turn of events. He frantically tried to comfort Jiang Shiliu, but didn't know how to do it. He could only anxiously say, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Don't cry, don't cry, you can tell me anything."

Jiang Shiliu sobbed, saying haltingly, "I've forgotten where I live... I don't know how to get back..."

Yun Che's heart sank. He realized that Jiang Shiliu might have truly lost her memories of home. He held Jiang Shiliu's small hand tightly, trying to convey strength and warmth to her.

Just then, the sky began to lighten, and the morning sun shone through the clouds, illuminating their location. Qingyan was worried that Yun Che wouldn't be able to take care of a child, so she got up early, washed up, and prepared some food for ordinary people, which she then served to Yun Che.

"Master, do you think this food is enough? If not, I'll go and prepare some more," Qingyan asked softly.

Yun Che nodded gratefully, took the food, and said with a smile, "That's enough, thank you, Qingyan."

Qingyan smiled shyly, then looked at Jiang Shiliu beside her and asked with concern, "Junior Sister, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Jiang Shili wiped away her tears, shook her head, and said somewhat shyly, "I'm fine now, thank you, sister."

Qingyan gently patted Jiang Shiliu's head and comforted her, "Don't be sad, we'll help you find your home. Now eat something, you'll have more energy if you're full."

Jiang Shiliu nodded, picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on her face.

Qingyan watched as Jiang Shiliu began stuffing food into her mouth like a little squirrel. Perhaps she ate too fast, causing Jiang Shiliu to almost choke on her breath. Qingyan quickly handed Jiang Shiliu a cup of tea and made her drink it, while also patting her back to help her catch her breath.

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