There are many ways to enhance the bond between a master and disciple, and Yun Ya and Qiangwei chose the fastest one.
"Hehe, Master, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
Qiangwei plucked the strings of her zither and smiled sweetly.
What were you thinking? Playing the zither, of course! Naturally, a master and disciple bond by playing music together.
"Mhm... you... did very well. Your talent is strong," Yun Ya said somewhat unnaturally.
"As expected of the Wondrous Melody Immortal Physique!"
"Qiangwei, when you step into the Emperor Realm, I will give you a celestial zither too, a true Dao Artifact!"
Jiang Che licked his lips. Although the Heavenly Court had many celestial zithers, there wasn't a single one at the Dao Artifact level.
But Jiang Che's system had them!
"A Dao Artifact???"
"That's right, a Dao Artifact. And it even comes with a Great Dao level cultivation technique, the Melody Sutra!"
"Yun'er, once you step into the Immortal Emperor Realm... you'll get your share too," Jiang Che said boldly, pulling Yun Ya into his embrace by her waist.
......
A few days later.
"Zhao Zhao, did you trick this little phoenix into signing a life-and-death contract?"
Jiang Che looked at the pitiful little phoenix in front of him. Whenever the little phoenix looked at Jiang Che and Di Zhao now, her eyes were filled with intense fear.
"Emperor, I did not. She volunteered to sign the life-and-death contract,"
Di Zhao said with a straight face.
"I—" The little phoenix instinctively wanted to speak, but she shuddered under Di Zhao's cold glare. The person she feared the most right now was this woman. She was so beautiful, yet she had the heart of a viper.
"That's right, it was me... I volunteered to sign the life-and-death contract."
When you are the meat on the chopping block, you can only bow your head and yield. The little phoenix obediently lowered her head.
"Heh... look how you've scared her."
Jiang Che shook his head and picked up the little phoenix with one hand. She was soft and squishy, like a little beanbag.
"Husband brother, this little phoenix is super cute. She and I are good friends!"
Gu Xian'er said. Because of her Eternal Evergreen Physique, her mental and physical growth was extremely slow. She was currently only eight years old, so she was naturally very fascinated by such fluffy little animals.
"Husband brother, why don't we give the little phoenix a name?" Gu Xian'er tilted her head. "She's red like a fruit. How about we call her Red Fruit?"
"Pfft—"
Jiang Che couldn't hold back. Red Fruit? Why not call her Green Bubble?
"Is it not good?" Gu Xian'er blinked her eyes.
"It's not good!!! I don't want to be called Red Fruit, it sounds so ugly!" The little phoenix grew anxious.
But her anxiety didn't change anything; she was just anxious for a moment.
"Covered in fluff and with unfledged wings, how about calling her Furball?" Di Zhao took the initiative to suggest.
"What Furball? That's even worse than Red Fruit!" The little phoenix had a mental breakdown.
Why did this Di Zhao always target her?
It was so annoying. She had been intimidating her ever since she was born. Bad woman, bad woman!
Jiang Che looked at Di Zhao helplessly. This girl usually spoke very little and seemed quite rigid, but in reality... she was extremely two-faced and petty.
"Furball can be used as a childhood nickname." Jiang Che tossed the little phoenix in his hand, making her dizzy.
"You are a phoenix, so you shall take Huang as your surname. Since you wield the Phoenix Heavenly Fire, your given name shall be Feiyan. How does Huang Feiyan sound?"
Jiang Che thought about it seriously. After all, he couldn't leave the child with psychological trauma. A name stays with you for a lifetime, just like those named Yang Wei, Bi Yuntao, or Bi Yunyao... names that are destined to be mocked forever.
"Good, good, good! That's wonderful, from now on I am Huang Feiyan."
Suddenly, the little phoenix felt that the Jiang Che in front of her was actually quite handsome and elegant.
Then, she flew straight onto Jiang Che's shoulder, glaring at Di Zhao at the same time.
[Beep! The host has trolled Di Zhao and obtained 2 billion points.]
However, the little phoenix didn't stay happy for long. Jiang Che shrugged his shoulder and shook her off.
"I just gave you a formal name. Don't forget that your nickname is Furball. Nicknames are usually used by elders. Who here doesn't have a higher seniority than you? You are at most a chick of a few weeks old. From now on, while on the immortal boat... we will just call you by your nickname."
[Beep! The host has trolled Huang Feiyan and obtained 500 million points.]
Hearing Jiang Che's words, Di Zhao's thin lips curled up slightly. The Lord Emperor was still on her side.
But the future was hard to say!
Di Zhao felt gloomy. This little phoenix was already so scheming at such a young age; what would happen when she grew up?
She might become the next Yu Wan'er. No... she would be even harder to deal with than Yu Wan'er.
And she herself had not yet consummated her marriage with the Emperor. Without completing the marital rites, they were not truly husband and wife.
But Jiang Che didn't seem interested in her. Their relationship right now was nothing more than holding hands. Jiang Che never rejected other women, which made her doubt whether her appearance was simply not to his liking.
The dignified daughter of the Heavenly Emperor actually felt a bit inferior at this moment.
...
"Husband, is my appearance unable to move you?"
When no one was around, Di Zhao took the initiative to ask.
Jiang Che looked at Di Zhao in surprise. "Not at all. Zhao Zhao, you are so beautiful... any man who sees you would lose his composure. How could you not move me?"
Di Zhao looked earnestly into Jiang Che's eyes. "Then why would you rather touch other women than touch me!"
"You are the Heavenly Emperor, the future ruler of the Heavenly Court. I want to bear your child and continue the Heavenly Emperor's bloodline!"
Jiang Che just smiled. "Zhao Zhao, you don't need to say so much. It's not that I don't fancy you... I'm just used to saving the best things for last."
"For example, when eating grilled meat with rice, I often finish the rice first and enjoy the grilled meat at the very end... The example I'm giving might be a bit extreme, but I just want to say... you are special to me!"
Young Master Jiang was tricking little girls again.
He had already used this speech on many women.
As for why he hadn't touched Di Zhao yet, it was simply because the time wasn't right.
Young Master Jiang liked the feeling of a push-and-pull dynamic. For girls like Tian Chan and Yun Ya, he would torment them a bit first... or perhaps get on the bus before buying the ticket. But for someone like Di Zhao who delivered herself straight to his door... he preferred to date and talk a bit more.
To put it bluntly, he was just a scumbag!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
