A troublesome little pest, a clingy nuisance, a difficult little imp.
That was how he described her.
And yet she was also his only disciple.
By now, he had finally come to understand completely, swallowing the blood in his throat.
It was because his heart held distracting thoughts.
And so his Dao heart could not reach perfection.
The man hailed by the world as the Sword Venerable, who was said to have cultivated the Ruthless Dao to perfection, thought to himself:
To him, his only disciple was the one distracting thought he could not let go of, and should never have allowed himself to feel.
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Junior Sister Shi Yu of the Sword Sect was, in everyone's eyes, a figure as pristine as fine jade and autumn frost, someone to admire from afar in the crowd.
But only the Sword Venerable knew that his disciple was simply ignorant of worldly ways.
At certain times, she left him especially speechless.
If they were going to dual cultivate, why did they have to kiss?
She did not say those words aloud, but he read their meaning in her clear eyes as she looked at him.
She had always been fearless in her innocence, but he dared not look at her any longer.
He covered her eyes and deepened the kiss. The Sword Venerable closed his own eyes, keeping the words in his heart unspoken as well.
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Even a child he had raised from a young age had to be sent out to gain experience.
It had taken him a great deal of effort to convince himself, but he never expected it would become the decision he regretted most.
After returning from her travels, Shi Yu always felt she had forgotten something. Her master told her they were unimportant, unpleasant memories.
He had made her forget them.
As her master said this, his tone was unusually grave, and beneath it lay a fury he had hidden very well.
She thought for a moment, then said,
"If it was unimportant, then forgetting it is no big deal."
At last, her master smiled with satisfaction and relief.
So when she met that strange, gloomy young man, she said the same thing to him.
She did not linger. After speaking, she walked past him and left without a second glance, under the gaze of his dark eyes.
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More and more strange men began appearing around Shi Yu: one claimed to be her older brother, another claimed to be her fiance. She thought it over carefully.
Then she asked her master,
"Master, does my face look a lot like other people's?"
Could this be what those storybooks called an ordinary-looking face? she wondered.
Her gaze was clear and pure as she looked at him, but the Sword Venerable found it increasingly difficult to hold himself back.
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Master and disciple, pseudo-incest, young lady x overpowered male lead...
A robotic, poker-faced, adorable, slow-to-catch-on heroine
Theme: Love exists in the shadows.
