Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

As soon as he stepped into the backyard, he saw twenty guards standing there in a row!

She looked at him with complicated emotions, especially at his empty hands—he had gone in with something in his arms, but now he was coming out empty-handed.

In those eyes, there was curiosity, envy, and even a hint of... resentment?

The captain of the personal guard coughed and chuckled, "Young master is so considerate to Miss Jiang."

Another guard muttered under his breath, "Yeah, they have cultivation techniques and divine weapons... all we had back then was a dark, unappetizing pill..."

"Exactly, exactly, and you have to endure the excruciating pain from the medication all by yourself..."

"What can I do? I'm not a stunning beauty..."

Su Yunbai paused, turned around, and glanced at them with a half-smile.

The guards immediately fell silent, straightened their backs, and looked straight ahead, as if they hadn't said anything at all.

Su Yunbai chuckled, shook his head, and went back to his room.

The group of guards left in the backyard looked at each other, then sighed in unison.

Sigh, comparing yourself to others is just so frustrating!

However, the young master is truly exceptional when it comes to his own family!

Following a master like this is worthwhile!

But... looking towards the direction of the young master's room, and then at Jiang Xiaowu's tightly closed door!

The guards all had the same thought in their minds!

This new Miss Jiang must hold a special place in the young master's heart.

Inside the room, Jiang Xiaowu carefully placed the jade slip on her forehead, feeling its cool touch!

Immediately, a flood of profound information rushed into her mind... She held her breath and began to immerse herself in it.

The night was deep, and the inn was quiet.

Su Yunbai sat cross-legged on the couch, not actually asleep, but silently circulating the "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique" to familiarize himself with the newly acquired physical strength.

At the Quasi-Saint level, there is no longer any need for ordinary sleep.

His divine sense was like an invisible net, enveloping the entire inn, and no movement could escape his perception.

In the backyard, the guards took turns on duty, their breathing steady.

In Jiang Xiaowu's room...

Su Yunbai's divine sense "saw" that the girl was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her forehead slightly sweaty, but her breathing was much longer and more solid than before.

The cyan jade slip lay dimly to one side, while she carefully held two Gale Daggers in her hands. They seemed to have been initially refined, with a faint glow flowing between them.

The warning bell is worn close to the body and around the neck.

"In less than three hours, he has already begun refining the cultivation technique and magical artifact... His aptitude is indeed superb." Su Yunbai nodded to himself. The system score of 95 was no exaggeration.

Just then, he "saw" Jiang Xiaowu slowly open her eyes.

Those already bright eyes seemed even brighter in the darkness, with a gentle breeze swirling around her before she absorbed it back into her body.

She sat on the bed, without moving.

He just kept his head down, looking at the dagger in his hand, and then touched the bell on his chest.

Su Yunbai could clearly sense the intense emotional fluctuations within her!

Gratitude, reverence, unease, bewilderment, and also... a sense of resolute determination.

With a slight movement of his divine sense, he could even capture some vague fragments of thoughts:

"...Young master's kindness is beyond repayment..."

"...I am just a pitiful orphan, yet the young master has bestowed upon me a destiny of immortality..."

"...This life was saved by you, young master, and these skills were also given to me by you..."

"...Besides this body, what else do I have to offer you, young master..."

"...Will the young master...dislike it...?"

"...I have to try...otherwise I won't feel at ease..."

"..."

These emotions churned within them, eventually coalescing into a surge of unwavering courage.

Su Yunbai saw that Jiang Xiaowu took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

She stood up, walked to the bronze mirror, and, by the faint moonlight, carefully tidied her slightly messy hair and clothes.

My fingers were trembling slightly, but I tried my best to look as neat as possible.

Then she turned around and walked towards the door.

Their steps were light, yet carried an unwavering determination.

Su Yunbai raised an eyebrow and withdrew most of his divine sense, leaving only a trace of perception.

He roughly guessed what the girl was planning to do.

"Tsk..." He had a bit of a headache. This is developing a little too fast.

He wasn't pretending to be aloof.

Jiang Xiaowu is indeed very beautiful and talented, and she is extremely grateful to and dependent on me.

If you really want to accept it, things will fall into place naturally.

But... something just doesn't feel right.

Perhaps he already had Daji in his heart?

Perhaps they felt it was unethical to take advantage of someone's misfortune and seek repayment for their kindness?

Or perhaps... the bond he desires is not just physical, but also a complete spiritual connection?

The system started bouncing around in his mind again:

[Ding! A high-quality potential partner, Jiang Xiaowu, is approaching! Emotional peaks: shyness, determination, devotion!]

[A golden opportunity! Host! The door opens, a hug, a push, and the binding is complete! Intimacy points surge! Loan pressure instantly relieved!]

[System prompt: Half-hearted resistance is still resistance! Hesitation leads to defeat! Decisiveness is the key to victory! Charge!]

Su Yunbai: "...Can you please be quiet? I'm not that kind of person."

[System: What kind of person? A normal man? Host, think about your debt! Think about the interest! Think about a bright future!]

Su Yunbai ignored it and just sat quietly, listening to the faint footsteps outside the door that grew closer and closer and finally stopped in front of his door.

Then--

"Thump, thump thump".

Three light, hesitant, yet powerful knocks on the door.

It was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Outside the door, Jiang Xiaowu held her breath, her heart pounding in her throat.

My cheeks were burning hot, and my palms were sweaty.

She could even hear the sound of her own blood flowing.

She waited.

Time seemed to stretch out.

A few breaths later, a calm, emotionless voice came from inside the room:

"Who?"

It's the young master's voice!

Jiang Xiaowu trembled all over, opened her mouth, but found that she was too nervous to utter a complete syllable.

She swallowed hard before replying in a voice that was as steady as possible, yet still trembling:

"Young Master...it's...it's Xiao Wu."

"What's wrong?" The voice inside remained calm.

"I...I..." Jiang Xiaowu's mind went blank, and she forgot all the words she had prepared before coming.

She gritted her teeth, steeled her resolve, and whispered, "Xiao Wu... has finished refining it and has come... to report to Young Master. And... and has an important matter... to ask of you."

After she finished speaking, she waited nervously, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Then, with a "creak".

The door was opened from the inside.