She became a god

That day, though my voice was soft, I told her firmly, "I will not let you down."

Ye Qingzhou just smiled, took me to the best inn in the area, bought me new clothes, ordered dishes for every meal, and even tossed me a bag of spirit stones.

I gripped the spirit stone pouch tightly. "Are you leaving?"

What I really want to say is, don't abandon me, but I have self-respect. I know I can't belittle myself or put myself in a passive and weak position.

She seemed to sense my unease. "I'm going to see a friend. I'll be back in three days. Will I see a completely different you next time we meet?"

I nodded. "Of course."

She extended her little finger, and I clumsily pulled it up.

It's strange, even though I only waited two or three days, it felt like eight years.

Perhaps it's because hope is more torturous than despair.

On the third day after she left, I spent my last spirit stone to gather information.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

If I want to take revenge on Murong Yan, I naturally need to understand him.

I did consider the consequences if she didn't come back today.

It's nothing more than waiting to be kicked out of the inn. Anyway, it's not the first time I've begged on the street, I'm quite experienced.

But I never expected to meet her with the smell of alcohol on her.

She must have drunk a lot of alcohol!

Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were unfocused.

She stared at me for a while before recognizing me, then tossed me a bottle of Peiyuan Pills and lay down casually.

She woke up before I finished taking the Peiyuan Pill.

She said, "Your digestion is much better than I thought."

I can now remain unfazed by insults.

But when faced with praise, I don't know what to say.

She smiled and touched my face. "You're still too thin. You're not lucky enough."

Everyone says she's the best fortune teller, so I'll listen to her and eat more!

I just hope my belly can withstand the transition from luxury to frugality in the future.

I am not naive enough to think that I can live such a carefree and wonderful life forever.

I understand, she also has a grudge against Murong Yan.

However, she is in a superior position and disdains to make a move, so she uses me as a pawn.

She just didn't know that she didn't need to be so good to me.

Just because she saved my life, I'm willing to be her pawn.

But she seems to be a superior who is particularly good at winning people's hearts.

That day, the spring sunshine was bright and beautiful, and she suddenly asked me, "Do you want to cultivate immortality?"

I hesitated for a moment, but then nodded honestly.

"Extend your hand, let me see your spiritual roots and palmistry."

She examined my hands, and I watched her quietly.

"A world of ice and fire. You actually possess both ice and fire spiritual roots at the same time, and your fate is sometimes good and sometimes bad, but fortunately you are able to turn danger into safety in the end."

I listened to her comments about me without responding.

I think she'll be very happy if I'm obedient and not greedy, just waiting for her instructions.

But she said, "Your saw-mouthed gourd-like appearance is just like an old friend of mine. Quiet and intelligent, seemingly easy to manage but actually quite restless."

I didn't know how to reply, but judging from her expression, she didn't seem angry with me; instead, she seemed lost in memories.

I didn't dare pull back if she wouldn't let go.

After I finished counting the ants by the wall, the warmth in my hand was gone, and only a jade thumb ring remained on my thumb.

She asked, "Do you want to be a knight-errant or an emperor?"

This is the first time someone has asked me this kind of question, and I'm flustered.

She seemed genuinely angry this time. "Give me your answer now, immediately, right now. I won't ask a second time."

I declared firmly, "I want to be the emperor."

While chivalry is admirable, it requires enduring hardships and sleeping outdoors.

Although the emperor was ruthless, he could still decide life and death.

I no longer want to be a rootless duckweed; I want to be above all others.

She nodded and then shook her head; I couldn't figure out what she meant.

But she seemed to see right through me, saying, "That's your path, it's up to you to decide. What I think doesn't matter."

My heart was struck a chord. "I decide?"

She laughed and said, "Yes, you're in charge of everything."

She lied to me!

Last night they said I was in charge of everything, but today they're sending me away.

"why?"

She glanced at me casually. "Because you're too weak, your wishes don't matter."

I bit my lip. "Who are you going to give me to?"

Perhaps it's because I've been eating more meat lately, and I've become bolder, but I've stopped using respectful and polite terms like "you" to address her.

"A person who can help you become powerful, a person who can teach you how to be an emperor."

I was stunned, but I couldn't bring myself to say something like, "You don't need to bother with me."

Because I heard my heart say: Mingzhu, you must become stronger!

"Then what can I do for you?"

I believe that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

I also know that if it were just to bring down Murong Yan, it wouldn't be worth the trouble this person is going to such lengths for.

She slowly finished the last piece of pastry on the table before answering me, "I need an assistant, can you do it?"

"I...I can do it!"

It's strange, I can argue with someone who insults me for three days and three nights, but I start to stutter after receiving praise.

She's wicked; she took advantage of someone in distress.

While I was still stammering, they shooed me onto the carriage, leaving me with only one sentence: "Study hard and make progress every day!"

A woman on the carriage handed me a handkerchief. "Little sister, wipe yourself!"

That's when I realized my face was already covered in tears.

Was this the vulnerable version of herself she had just seen?

While I was wiping away my tears, the woman introduced herself, "My name is Chen Lai, and I'm your senior sister. Junior sister, what's your name?"

I said softly, "Mingzhu, but I don't remember when I became a disciple?"

Chen Lai handed me a letter. "Right Envoy Ye wrote a letter to Master, and Master replied with his consent. He also asked me to pick you up."

"May I ask your honorable surname, place of origin, and preferences, Master, so that I may avoid being presumptuous?"

Chen Lai patiently explained, "My master is Ji Cunxi, the princess of the Yu Kingdom and the holy teacher of the Zhao Sect. She is kind and gentle, and is one of the cultivators I admire most."

I smiled slightly, maintaining a balance between intimacy and distance throughout the journey.

Seeing my expression, Chen Lai laughed and said, "Are you very disappointed that your master isn't Right Envoy Ye?"

I shook my head with difficulty. "She looks younger than me."

"That's true. Right Envoy Ye is too playful. He's not as reliable as Master."

I thought about how she had taken care of me and retorted, "She's actually quite thoughtful."

Chen Lai glanced at the jade thumb ring on my hand, "Right Master Ye is always generous with his gifts, but why haven't you signed your hand with blood yet?"

I was stunned. Under Chen Lai's guidance, I gradually learned how to use the Mustard Seed Space.

The space was filled with piles of spirit stones; I think she must be really rich.

She actually left me a message, written on a note, which I kept in my online space.

"I'll give you a hundred years' worth of salary in advance. After you graduate, you'll only be able to work for me."

I silently agreed.

Master is very good, but very busy.

The eldest sister is even busier. She said she has to go back to the human world to spread the word, and that we'll meet again someday.

I glanced at the books on the table and vowed to be busier than them in the future.

Because I remember that only important people are this busy.