It might be because there is still a little sediment in this young body. There might be a reason that I ate the soul pill before learning and broke through the path with the help of my master.
‘I feel a sense of accomplishment every time I feel this…….’
After completing the circulation, I slowly opened my eyes, and my master was standing by the door.
“You’re doing well.”
“Master.”
“Your rate of gaining inner strength is excellent, and you seem to be achieving well.”
He slowly approached me, smiling broadly. His steps were quiet and noiseless, not matching his huge build.
“Really?”
“Yes, you can trust me. I won’t tell you a pleasant lie.”
I knew that part well, of course. Master is not stingy with praise, but he’s not one to carelessly lavish it either. Knowing this fact, I was able to feel good without any doubt.
When I smiled, the master sat down in front of me and gently brushed my hair.
“You probably understand the mind arts quickly. If you continue to work hard like this, I’ll teach you other things soon.”
“Yes!”
But today, in the end, it will be hiking again.
Yet, being able to approach something new invigorates human desire. And…….
‘If I continue like this, I might receive less dissatisfaction than the original.’
My achievement is not bad, limited to the mind arts. But even if it’s just the mind arts, it’s something if they praise me.
Even if there’s dissatisfaction in my heart, it’s enough if it’s not blatantly shown in front of me. It’s not because I don’t want to hear scolding, but because I want to avoid becoming superficial like the original.
Thinking so, I felt a little more motivated.
(This is a time marker.)
That day, after training, I returned to the mountain gate with the master, as always.
It’s not that I’m free as soon as I return to the mountain gate after training from morning to evening.
Volcano Sect has a relatively worldly tendency compared to other martial arts sects, but it hasn’t completely lost its identity as a Taoist sect.
So after washing and having dinner, I was studying not only the knowledge that a warrior should know but also the temperament that a disciple of a martial arts sect should have, including reading the Taoist scriptures.
By the way, the master teaches this too.
‘Being a master isn’t easy.’
Is this why masters are also called “Shifu”?
Considering that he takes care of me to this extent, the master must have known that his workload would increase from the moment he took in a disciple.
Even knowing that, he took in a child who had lost everything and was left alone, so he must be doing his best.
“I will always strive to be a good master to you, as it wasn’t a decision I made lightly,” he said.
Yes, just as you said.
I also sincerely respected that he could do so since I had once lived an adult life. It was right to see him as an extraordinary person just for not finding me bothersome while training alone with his sword all this time.
Not losing compassion for a young and weak existence while being called one of the top ten masters in the Middle Continent and the Volcano’s Number One Sword may be the master’s greatest point.
I was thinking of following the master to that point when.
I had just turned the corner of a temple, and a group of people gathered in the distance turned to look in this direction with surprised eyes and came closer, saluting the master.
“Nice to meet you, Sasuk.”
“Nice to meet you, Sabuk!”
The master calmly accepted their greetings, as if he had already sensed the presence of the people early on, but I, standing behind him, could only roll my eyes in bewilderment.
‘Judging by the fact that they call me Sasuk or Sabuk, it seems like they’re the same division as me.’
They were all faces I was seeing for the first time.
I had not practiced with the students of this generation, but I had almost memorized their faces and names over the course of 3 months.
Although the number of people was large and the time spent together was almost nil, we were maintaining a fairly good relationship. Some people handed out snacks when they met, some still made awkward eye gestures, but the reactions varied, and most were friendly.
‘No, it’s not this.’
Anyway, after silently examining the unfamiliar faces, the master, who had accepted all the greetings, turned to look at me and pulled me to his side by my shoulder. The man standing at the very front asked in time.
“Sasuk, that child is…….”
He must have been looking at me since he greeted the master. The curious look in his eyes had been clear.
“My disciple. He was initiated 3 months ago.”
“Really?”
The other person asked in surprise, but the master did not explain further. Instead, his hand lightly touched my back as if to tell me to greet him directly.
“……Hello. I’m Ha Hyun.”
“Oh, oh oh. Hello.”
The man who awkwardly accepted the greeting soon relaxed and smiled.
He bent down to meet my eye level.
Up close, he looked to be in his late 20s and had a gentle face. With a kind tone that matched his appearance, he continued.
“Right. So you’re Ha Hyun. I didn’t expect to have such a young comrade… You can call me your great master brother. Call me Ha Kyung, great master brother.”
He was my great master brother?
‘I just realized I’ve never seen anyone become a great master brother before.’
Perhaps because I had been uninterested in that part, it felt a bit new when I realized it.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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