Immortal Lord Was a Thief in the Past

(No system + slow heat + single female protagonist + decisive killing) Many years later, Xiao Qingyan, who has become the Supreme Master of Ten Thousand Immortals, still can't help but smile knowingly every time he thinks of the scene on the day he first became a disciple to learn martial arts. That day, the wind was beautiful and the sky was blue. He knelt down in front of Master Dedao in the mountains with a pious look on his face, wanting to worship him and learn the method of cultivating Taoism and immortality. The real person looked indifferent and said, "What's your name?" "Xiao Qingyan." "Where are you from? Are there any other blood relatives who practice Taoism? Do your parents support your choice?" "This junior is an orphan, wandering around without a father or a mother." "... Have you ever practiced Taoist magic with other people in the past?" "Never." "... Have you ever noticed that there is anything different about you that is different from ordinary people? Like having great strength, running fast, seeing far, etc.?" "Not at all." The real person showed impatience, and his voice became colder: "Then... Do you have any ability to take action?" "This junior's hands are quite dexterous." "How dexterous?" As soon as the real person finished speaking, he saw a shabby album in Xiao Qingyan's hand. The latter opened it and looked at it, and said with a blushing face: "It turns out that you also like to read this, Zhenren." "You have no respect for your superiors. Come on, get this dirty little thing out of here!" Xiao Qingyan looked bitter when he heard this: "I was wronged."