Ye Jueyu: An ordinary human from enlightened modern times wakes up and suddenly comes to the so-called world of cultivation, with a useless 23 system attached to him.
At first, the system kindly told him that all he had to do was train a child to become a god, and that this child was a true dragon in the world of cultivation, very smart and easy to raise! The kind that don't even need to be taught!
Fragment 1: A startling glance at the first encounter. The other party's white robe was dancing lightly, a jade flute was moving lightly in his hand, and his long black hair was blowing in the wind. Ye Jueyu's expression was still a bit lazy, and there was a strong aura in his eyes.
Mo Qiyu couldn't take his eyes away. His eyes were deep and the corners of his mouth were raised. Fortunately, he was the one he had chosen. No one in the world could compare with him.
Later, Mo Qiyu forced Ye Jueyu to accept him as his apprentice with his eloquent words, and he was very good at acting like a coquettish person, rolling around and being playful.
Routine 1: Ye Jueyu, who was suddenly hugged by his apprentice, shook his head in despair. When will his apprentice learn not to pinch his waist?
Mo Qiyu was like a cat that had stolen something... No... It was a dragon! He tried every means to take advantage of his master.
Fragment 2: In the tenth heaven above the nine heavens of the fairy world, Lord Jueyu returned from a calamity and looked down at all the living beings. His eyes were cold, as if nothing in the world could withstand any disturbance in his eyes. His temperament was extremely cold, arrogant and pure, which made people feel a sense of awe.
A man wearing a golden red-striped fairy robe walked forward step by step. His slender red-gold eyes contained sharp, thin lips with raised corners, sharp outlines, and a tall but slender figure. He was imposing and powerful. He exuded a strength that arrogated the world when he was alone.
Mo Qiyu's eyes were deep and the corners of his mouth raised: "Master... I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still remember my disciple..."
God Jueyu turned around and his blue robes flew with him, accompanied by a cold breath. The moment he saw Mo Qiyu, his eyes moved, but his expression was as cold as ice.
Intention: All experiences will usher in the final precipitation. Everything in the past is the beginning of our fate, and we are destined.