These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"what are you doing?"

Standing inside the room, Wei Tu gently stroked the sword's blade as he examined it, and then spoke.

"No, I'm just a little curious. This sword should be the best quality one on Little Iris Peak, so why have I never seen you use it, Master?"

Wei Tu was not only talking about the events of this current life, but also about everything he knew from his previous life.

Lu Qingyan never used this sword, nor did she give it to him. This sword became an eternal mystery left on Xiaoyuan Peak.

She never told him anything about the sword, and Wei Tu himself wasn't particularly interested in these things, so these stories seemed to have disappeared into the long river of history in his previous life, never to be known or mentioned again.

He hadn't thought about this matter after his rebirth, but at this moment he discovered that Lu Qingyan had examined this sword again, so he took it out to look at it as well. It wasn't because he thought there was any treasure-like secret in it, but simply out of curiosity.

Lu Qingyan looked at the sword in the boy's hand, which seemed like a sleeping child, and was very peaceful.

A glint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then she maintained her calm demeanor and said...

“There’s nothing special about it. It’s my master’s keepsake. He didn’t say he was going to give it to me when he left it, so I’ve just kept it under his memorial tablet and don’t plan to use it.”

Wei Tu shook his head regretfully, put it back in the box, and then returned it to its original position.

"What a pity, I thought Master was planning to save it for my wedding and give it to me."

Lu Qingyan's pretty face immediately flushed slightly, and she glared at him.

"What nonsense are you spouting! I am your master!"

Wei Tu seemed to instantly understand why the woman had suddenly become embarrassed and angry, but he smiled and looked at Lu Qingyan.

"Master, why are you in such a hurry? I said I'm getting married, not that I'm marrying you. Besides, as my master, isn't it normal for you to give me a gift when I get married?"

"you……"

Lu Qingyan then realized that something was wrong. It wasn't that the other party had intentionally laid an ambush or anything like that; it was simply that her own guilty conscience made her overthink things.

In the past, she would never have thought that this young man wanted to marry her; she would have only thought that he would marry a girl who seemed more suitable for him.

But why is there such a misunderstanding now? It's obvious that my mindset has changed, and the relationship between the two of us is far from being as pure as a master-disciple relationship in my heart.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I was annoyed by the changes I had made or angry at the other person's words.

Lu Qingyan's expression immediately turned cold, as if she were in a freezing cold.

She stared intently at Wei Tu, her earlier shyness seemingly vanished.

He transformed into the image he feared most as a child: his aloof and stern master, who always had a stern face and would reprimand him.

Did I go too far?

This shouldn't be... How could Lu Qingyan be so fragile? She shouldn't be like this because of a few words I said...

It seems that Wei Tu also overlooked his special place in this woman's heart. No one else could possibly make this woman's emotions fluctuate so much, but it was only because of him.

"Uh... Master, what's wrong?"

"Kneel down."

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu coldly and said this.

Wei Tu was taken aback for a moment, then immediately tried to ease the other party's anger with a grin.

"Master, I just got back... Not only did you not welcome me, but you also made me kneel down, is that...?"

"Is it wrong for a master to make his disciple kneel down? If you are unwilling, walk out of this door right now, and I will no longer consider you my disciple."

"Pfft."

Wei Tu knelt down on the floor without any hesitation.

Yes, although a man's knees are worth gold, he should only kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents.

But... this is Lu Qingyan.

It's nothing special. If I kneel before her now, who knows, she might kneel before me in the future?

It's just a tiny, insignificant price to pay.

Seeing Wei Tu kneel down, and then Lu Qingyan walk out, the woman returned to the boy's sight a short while later.

This time, Lu Qingyan was holding a thick, somewhat familiar vine in her hand.

Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, as if these things could evoke childhood fears, even though he was now a powerful Dragon Slayer, and even though his status in his previous life had reached the level of a half-step Immortal Emperor.

Although……

Although……

But this is a rattan cane held in Lu Qingyan's hand!

All the keywords are included.

Wei Tu naturally felt an instinctive fear.

He swallowed.

"Master... I'm already so old, isn't it a bit excessive for me to still be using this?"

Lu Qingyan looked at the rattan cane in her hand. "Is it not thick enough?"

"That's not what I meant at all!!"

"Okay, then lie down and stop talking nonsense."

"No, no, no... Master, is there anything that can't be discussed? Why must it be resolved with a whip?"

Lu Qingyan simply shook her head, then walked step by step toward Wei Tu, who now appeared exceptionally weak and vulnerable.

“Disobedient disciples should be punished using the most primitive methods. You are becoming more and more presumptuous, daring to say such things to me.”

Wei Tu looked at Lu Qingyan with a troubled expression.

“Master… I understand the principles. I can change if you don’t like it, but using the whip is going too far…”

"Get down."

Lu Qingyan stood firmly in front of the young man, her face icy cold, as if she would not give up until she achieved her goal and was determined to take this opportunity to reclaim her master's dignity.

Wei Tu sighed and looked at Lu Qingyan with her last hope.

"Master, may I lie on your lap?"

"..."

He started smoking randomly.

Right in front of the memorial tablet of Lu Qingyan's former master, he started slapping something randomly.

There were even many whip marks on the floor.

Wei Tu was no longer lying in the original room, but in Lu Qingyan's own room.

It seems that Lu Qingyan took the initiative to bring Wei Tu over.

Such treatment seems unprecedented, especially if the price is a beating...

Well, it's not impossible, is it?

Oh no, my personality is starting to act strangely. How can I be so submissive? I'm not Ran Xinxue!

But a short while later, Lu Qingyan entered the room.

The woman, dressed in a light green dress, looked at the boy lying on the bed groaning in pain, threw down a bottle of medicine in annoyance, and then said...

"Stop pretending. You think you can get away with being beaten to a pulp by me? You did it on purpose, didn't you? Hurry up and apply the medicine and get out of here."

Wei Tu reluctantly accepted the porcelain bottle, then weakly said to Lu Qingyan, "Master... can't you help me paint it? I really... can't reach it." PS: I created a character, Wei Tu, and just did a quick sketch without any illustrations. I happened to see this and thought it was interesting. If I have the opportunity when I release illustrations later... I'll do other ones.

40. Please help your apprentice!

Don't even think about it.

Lu Qingyan could see right through the young man's plan at a glance, and naturally she wouldn't agree.

She glared at the boy, who was still up to no good and wanted to humiliate her.

"Stop trying, if you can't reach it, don't bother. You won't die anyway."

Wei Tu sighed, lay sullenly on the bed, and sighed repeatedly.

"Sigh... I never imagined I'd end up all alone. Even my most beloved master has abandoned me. He hasn't come back for so long, and not only is he unhappy, he even beats his disciple..."

Lu Qingyan knew that these were just words the boy used to deceive her; in short, they were a way of deceiving herself.

It's not like he hasn't used it before!

This time they even pretended to be pitiful!

But... even though she knew all this... Lu Qingyan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

It's like an instinctive feeling, like a mother seeing her child injured, even if she already knows he is a great hero, she still can't help but shed tears for him.

This is maternal love from the bottom of one's heart.

I can't say my feelings for Wei Tu were entirely maternal, but...

Wei Tu stopped sighing and instead tried to reach for his own back and buttocks.

While reaching for it, he kept gasping for breath.

"Ouch...it hurts...it's burning...how could they hit me so hard..."

He also took the time to look at Lu Qingyan's expression.

Seeing Lu Qingyan looking at him, he immediately spoke.

"I can't blame Master... This is all my own doing... Sigh, I really deserve to be beaten, I should have beaten him badly, even to death. Sigh... I just don't know who will take care of Master if I die, I can't bear to... Ouch... It hurts so much..."

Lu Qingyan simply couldn't stand it anymore.

I was so upset I was completely distraught.

She had considered simply pushing open the door and leaving, so that the other person's words could no longer interfere with her.