Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

The night was deep and dark, with starlight dotting the sky.

Jiang Ye sensed Zhou Ping's arrival at the warehouse, got out of bed, and his eyes gleamed slightly in the night.

"System, how do I bind it?"

[Method for binding a smiling divine body: Contact the person to be bound and successfully make them smile.]

What would make Zhou Ping smile?

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, his body becoming ethereal as he passed through the walls of the warehouse room and made his way to the kitchen.

rustling...

Before Zhou Ping could be seen, the sound of mopping the floor and the clinking of plates could be heard coming from the kitchen.

Jiang Ye walked into the kitchen and saw a young man wearing a black long shirt with rolled-up sleeves, who looked serious and hardworking.

Actually, the kitchen had already been cleaned during the day, so it was relatively clean.

Zhou Ping, who suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder, was busy tidying up the corners of the kitchen and the patterns that came with the plates.

Jiang Ye walked up behind Zhou Ping, who was completely unaware of his presence while in a phantom state.

Jiang Ye smiled slightly and gently patted Zhou Ping's shoulder.

In an instant, Zhou Ping's movements froze, and his face gradually turned panicked.

There's a sense of embarrassment at being discovered.

But after a while, Zhou Ping realized that someone had arrived, and it was impossible for him not to have noticed at all.

Unless that's not...

"What are you doing?"

A low, guttural voice came from behind.

Zhou Ping suddenly turned his head, his pupils widening instantly, and a sword aura condensed in his palm.

Behind her, Jiang Ye had his phone flashlight on, the blinding white light shining on his face.

In the darkness of the night, it seemed eerie and frightening, especially since Zhou Ping, being the pinnacle of human existence, couldn't be sensed at all.

At that moment, he was absolutely certain that it was a ghost.

Seeing that Jiang Ye had no intention of making a move, Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "...I was cleaning. How did you die?"

He often reads novels, and the ghosts are said to arise from unfulfilled wishes or resentment.

Once you understand his inner conflict, it will disappear.

Jiang Ye: "..."

He put down his phone, his lips twitching, and said, "I'm not a ghost. You're just here to train our teachers, aren't you?"

Looking at Jiang Ye's gentle yet resolute face, Zhou Ping clenched his fists and nodded after a long while.

“My name is Zhou Ping, Ping as in plain and unremarkable. I am the teacher Ye Fan asked me to train you.”

"You can call me Sword Saint, that's what everyone else calls me."

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, extended his right hand, and smiled: "My name is Jiang Ye, your student."

Zhou Ping looked at the outstretched hand in the moonlight, his ears burning slightly, and wiped the water stains off his clothes.

Hesitantly, he reached out and gently grasped her hand.

Zhou Ping's hands were covered with calluses from practicing swordsmanship.

A minute passed, and the two were still holding hands.

Seeing that Jiang Ye didn't react, Zhou Ping didn't dare to say that he could let go.

"Sword Saint Senior, why aren't you smiling?" Jiang Ye suddenly asked.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhou Ping asked, his eyes filled with confusion.

Jiang Ye said, "It's polite to smile when you greet someone. Give me a smile."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping's ears turned red, and his face flushed as well.

But he felt that Jiang Ye was right, so a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

[Ding! Zhou Ping gave an awkward smile. Binding successful.]

Bound by: Zhou Ping.

Divine Transformation Progress: 0.1%/100%.

(Note: The amount by which the bound user's smile increases their progress towards Nascent Soul depends on their level of happiness. The happier the bound user is, the more progress they will gain from their smile.)

Jiang Ye nodded slightly after hearing the system's notification.

The extent to which progress is increased is also related to Zhou Ping's true feelings, so it seems it's not that simple.

However, there are still several months until the storyline of the Underworld Altar in Lin Tang.

Even making Zhou Ping laugh awkwardly would fill up the bar.

Jiang Ye's lips curled up again, and he slowly released Zhou Ping's hand.

The latter immediately let out a breath, and his expression relaxed.

"Need my help, Sword Saint Senior?" Jiang Ye looked at the plate and asked.

Zhou Ping quickly shook his head, "You can't clean it properly. You go to sleep first, I'll do it."

After saying that, Zhou Ping turned around, picked up the plate, gathered sword energy in his palm, and began to scrub the plate with complete focus.

Jiang Ye didn't leave. Instead, he stepped forward and asked, "It seems that Senior Sword Saint really likes this."

Zhou Ping looked at the plate and smiled. "Well, this is my job. I can only do these two things well: sword practice and cleaning."

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 0.5%/100%]

Jiang Ye smiled slightly and affirmed, "Then if you like it, you should express it with a smile. You should always be smiling!"

"Oh, is that so?" Zhou Ping said with an awkward smile.

The progress towards becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator has increased by another 0.1%.

Jiang Ye nodded and stopped making things difficult for Zhou Ping; these things had to be done slowly.

Zhou Ping, reaching one million modification points depends on you.

He walked out of the kitchen.

The kitchen fell silent again in the dead of night. Zhou Ping stopped what he was doing and looked at the doorway.

He put down the plate in his hand, leaned against the kitchen cabinet, slowly squatted down, and buried his head in his knees.

"Third Uncle, I didn't smile when I greeted you, how embarrassing!"

"Being polite is so hard, I just want to go home."

Zhou Ping muttered to himself, his eyes unfocused.

After a long while, he suddenly stood up, walked out of the kitchen, grabbed the sword case and luggage, and put on a hat and mask.

They walked out of the warehouse quietly, headed straight for the gate, and disappeared into the night.

Just then, Jiang Ye slowly walked out of the warehouse gate, his palm radiating the power of the Myriad Manifestations Divine Force, which enveloped the entire military base, forming a massive maze.

And the starting point and the end point are both this warehouse.

"Zhou Ping, running away won't do." Jiang Ye smiled, then turned and went back to his room to continue sleeping.

As night fell, guards still patrolled the high walls of the military base, which were brightly lit.

Zhou Ping dragged his luggage, carried the sword case on his back, and headed southwest.

Even before he arrived, he had found the least guarded exit.

If you embarrass yourself like this in front of just one student, what will happen when all the students are here and watching you?

He couldn't bear to think about that scene, and unconsciously his toes gripped the soles of his shoes.

Third Uncle, I want to go home!

Zhou Ping walked carefully along the path.

Seeing that he hadn't been discovered, a smile involuntarily appeared under his mask.

But as he walked, Zhou Ping looked around and felt something was wrong.

This isn't the way we came from.

Zhou Ping frowned slightly and tried walking a little further.

The scene before him left him completely stunned.

Under the moonlight, several large, dark warehouses came into view.

He returned to the warehouse...

Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused, as he hadn't remembered the wrong way!

Was it an accident?

Walk it again.

Zhou Ping thought it was a coincidence and continued walking with his luggage.

He learned his lesson here and would double-check every intersection to make sure he didn't make a mistake.

Finally... he arrived at the warehouse again...

Snapped!

Zhou Ping's face was blank, and the luggage in his hand fell to the ground.