I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

When he spoke again, his voice was much softer.

"It all started with this duel."

Qi Ye was taken aback: "This time?"

"The reason I'm fighting you is to clarify my own path."

She spoke slowly.

“If you win, I will consider you to have graduated and be able to stand on your own without me following you.”

Then I will leave you and go my own way.

She looked at Jingliu across from her.

"But if you lose, I will think you are not independent enough, and I will always follow you and protect you."

You agree, right, my past self?

Jingliu looked at her, and finally nodded expressionlessly.

It turned out to be the case.

Tonight's seemingly ordinary penalty training session turned out to be a test.

Jingliu not only wanted to teach him a lesson, but also wanted to use his sword to confirm whether this disciple could survive alone.

Qi Ye swallowed hard: "Then... what if I had won back then?"

"But you didn't."

The IF line mirror flow sadly stated:

"You didn't beat me back then; instead, I beat you so badly you were left with nothing but teeth on the ground."

So I chose to follow you, but in the end, I lost you again.

Qi Ye's heart tightened: "W-what happened? Did I hang up again?"

"Do you think you can live a carefree life just because you're not dead?"

She turned to look at him, a hint of sadness flashing in her red eyes.

"Some deaths are not just physical deaths."

Later, you went to a very far place alone and never came back.

I've searched for years, but there's been no trace of it.

Her voice grew softer and softer.

"I'm still not strong enough."

As Jingliu listened, his grip on the broken sword hilt tightened.

The night also quieted down.

"However, you don't really need to worry too much."

The IF line mirror flow then shifted its focus.

"From the moment I arrived tonight, the future has been different."

The fact that I can stand here and say these things to you is the best proof of that.

She looked at Jingliu again, her gaze resolute.

"If you don't want to experience loss again, don't dwell on past regrets."

Go and become stronger; choose your own path.

Instead of being bound to the past and unable to go anywhere.

Having said all that she needed to say, she relaxed completely.

"This is the only advice I can give you."

She looked at Jingliu and left with one last sentence:

"Don't lose anyone who cares about you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes.

Qi Ye was overjoyed, thinking that the summoning of the gods was finally over.

But the next second, a familiar voice appeared directly in the depths of his consciousness.

"Long time no see, my dear disciple."

A figure stood a few steps in front of him.

Her hair was as white as snow, and her eyes as red as frost.

It still looks like Mirror Flow, but something feels different.

"Master?" Qi Ye called out.

She nodded.

"You scared me to death! I thought you were gone."

Qi Ye patted his chest, then couldn't help but look her up and down.

"You...look a lot different."

"In what way?" she asked.

I can't quite explain it, but I just felt completely relaxed.

My master outside always seems tense and unhappy.

You're different; you don't look so tense.

Jingliu shook his head and laughed:

“I’ve come a long way, so I should have made some progress.”

"This isn't progress, it's like you've become a completely different person."

If only my master outside could be like you.

She fought with you, got so badly injured, but still insisted on getting up.

It hurts just looking at it.

“If she doesn’t stand up, she won’t be Jingliu.”

Qiye pouted:

"I believe that. People from the Jingliu family all have this problem; they're stubborn to the death."

"But you are also my apprentice."

"That's why I'm stubborn! Who do you think I learned this trait from?"

She looked at him for a while, then slowly took a step closer.

"Rest at Night".

"Ok?"

Have you ever regretted it?

"Regret what?"

"You regret becoming my disciple. If you hadn't become my disciple and hadn't been with me, you might have suffered less."

Qi Ye was stunned; he hadn't expected her to ask that.

After several seconds, he suddenly chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

"Master, I can't help but laugh when I hear what you're saying."

How can someone like me stay still?

Whether you're there or not, I'd die dozens of times over.

The difference is that when you're around, at least I know that if I can't win, I can hide behind you.

Even though you always kick me back.

Her smile returned to calm as she quietly looked at him.

"But I still couldn't protect you."

Qi Ye opened her mouth, but after a long while, she finally spoke:

"But I'm not a child anymore."

You don't need to keep trying to protect me so tightly.

I'm tough; I won't die. The more you all act like this, the more I feel like a burden.

Jingliu looked at him, his image reflected in her eyes.

"I've never treated you like a child."

"I only treat you as a disciple. If something happens to a disciple, a master cannot ignore it."

"Then I'll try to avoid getting into trouble in the future."

"It would be better to sell fewer light cones."

"That won't do! Selling light cones is my life's work. What will I eat if I don't sell them? Are you going to support me?"

Jingliu didn't speak, but just smiled and said:

"Then I entrust my past self to you."

Qi Ye was taken aback: "Huh?"

"She's the kind of person who always tries to shoulder everything herself."

Now that you've become her apprentice, you should pester her more and make trouble for her more.

Don't let her become like me again.

Her voice lowered, filled with an indescribable weariness, as if she had used up the last bit of her strength in saying this.

"Don't let her walk alone."

Qi Ye looked at her, feeling as if something was blocking his chest.

He nodded vigorously:

"I understand, I will definitely protect Master."

"it is good."

She nodded, and her figure began to fade.

"Don't keep me waiting too long at the finish line."

These were her last words.

Then, the world regained its warmth.

Qiye took a deep breath and fell forward. If Jingliu hadn't been standing in front of her to catch her, she would have been saved.

He nearly fell to the ground.

"It's alive! It's alive!"

He was panting heavily.

"The aftereffects of this summoning of the gods are too great. I felt like ten thousand years had passed just now."

[System notification: The side effects of the light cone are about to be triggered.]

Chapter 204 Running Away

Qi Ye remembered the side effects of the light cone and glanced at Jing Liu in front of her.

His white hair was as white as snow, and his red eyes were as red as frost. Although he was covered in wounds and his clothes were tattered, his aura was still imposing.

He swallowed hard. Was he going to shine this man's shoes?