This is also known as "This Isn't How You Teach a Disciple!"
You haven't come to the wrong place. Really.
As a ten-year-old inner disciple of the Jiuxuan Sect, Fu Qian Ning felt that her life was just too miserable.
She'd been a disciple for ten years without laying eyes on her master. At long last, her master emerged from seclusion and could teach her cultivation in person, only for her to discover...
she'd somehow been thrown straight into hard mode???
Bungee jumping off a cliff, tightrope walking across a bed of nails, a double tour through a snake pit...
There's nothing you can imagine that your master can't do.
Fu Qian Ning couldn't take it anymore. She plopped down on the ground and burst into tears:
"All I did was roast one of your fish! You're the most revered master of the Jiuxuan Sect, so why do you keep picking on your tiniest, most insignificant disciple?"
Rao Xueji, who was on her way into the snake pit, stopped and turned around, blinking in confusion.
At the same time, countless pairs of glowing green eyes inside the cave blinked in unison.
"You mean my fish... the dragonfish that's been cultivating for thirteen hundred years?"
Fu Qian Ning wiped her tears and fell silent.
She scrambled to her feet and smiled faintly. "This disciple will go in on her own, then."
Fu Qian Ning thought that one day she would get far away from her master, preferably for years. No, decades. Far enough that her master couldn't find her!
That would be the best thing ever, hahaha.
But then, many years later, one day...
Fu Qian Ning's fingers grazed the face she hadn't touched in seventy years, then she suddenly wrapped her arms around Rao Xueji's neck.
Her voice was clear, but trembled slightly:
"Master, do you know what I regret most? That day... I didn't give myself to you."
She smiled sweetly, her eyes full of affection. "Now, you can have as much of me as you want."
Rao Xueji's lips curved up, but tears glistened in her eyes.
"Silly girl, I never blamed you."
"You're my treasure. If I don't dote on you, who will?"
As she spoke, she stroked her little disciple's soft hair, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"With me, you never have to be 'sensible.'"
Fu Qian Ning thought her eyes must be broken. Everything was a blur of white, and she couldn't see a thing.
Her master kissed her eyes, and several tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Darling, you've waited long enough."
[Reading Guide]
1. A sweet little story about a master who doesn't care about anything but loves messing with her disciple, and a little disciple who wants to fight back but never succeeds.
2. No landmines in this story, no landmines, no landmines!
3. The writing is lighthearted and silly. Please add it to your favorites~~
Theme: Growing up
