Volume One, Chapter 10: If One Day I Gain Heaven’s Favor! First, Let Master Have a Taste!

[Only thirty immortal-rank attack treasures—wonder if that’s enough. After all, it’s just the Pingyun Sect; I can’t underestimate the challenge...]

Ye Qinghan was speechless. With the equipment Master had given her, conquering the world would be more than attainable.

Seeing the figure of her Master rise, Ye Qinghan felt a surge of emotion, wiping away the tears at the corner of her mouth.

Inwardly, she teased, “Master always wears that long robe—such a fine figure wasted!”

Then, she silently vowed to herself:

“Heh heh! If fate ever smiled upon me, I’d be the first to let Master have a taste!”

Ye Qinghan tiptoed back to her room, hastily extinguishing the lights, afraid Master would catch her.

Just now, while admiring, her small hands weren’t exactly clean. She had placed a freshly washed garment for Master but sneakily took away one of Master’s robes...

Burying her fox head in the robe, she savored the scent of her Master, feeling as if her mind was about to melt.

“Did Qinghan prepare a change of clothes for me? Such a thoughtful child,” Master’s inner voice echoed.

Startled, Ye Qinghan, like a wriggling caterpillar on the bed, heard Master’s thoughts and feigned sleep without moving.

As expected, Master didn’t notice and even praised her thoughtfulness. Heh heh!

It was clear Master had no cultivation and seldom used immortal arts; most clothes were probably washed by himself.

But now that Qinghan was here, Master had to give his disciple some chances to shine!

She resolved to make Master utterly captivated, unable to part from her for even a moment.

The next day, Ye Qinghan rose early to cultivate. Using the cultivation method given by Master to lay the foundation was not difficult but couldn't be rushed.

Since Master had asked her to be ready before the secret realm opened, Ye Qinghan remained unhurried.

With these heavenly materials and treasures, even a pig could be fed to ascendance by Master’s care...

As for herself, following Master, becoming an immortal was only a matter of time.

Though Master lacked cultivation, he was likely ageless and immortal.

Being a fox demon, living a thousand years was no problem; with such ample time, would she not rise as a demon immortal?

Mimicking Master’s routine, Qinghan washed her face before cultivation—not necessary but part of the process according to Master.

Actually, before this, she didn’t need much rest; cultivation was simply a way to adjust her bodily state.

But Master must have his reasons!

Master wouldn’t harm her.

Though it seemed she remained at the ninth layer of Qi refinement, after practicing Master’s method, her cultivation had actually regressed, yet her strength visibly surged.

Just now, she had reached the ninth layer required by the method, feeling absurdly powerful.

From yesterday’s sneak attack, she realized that with just protective qi, she could withstand swords and blades, only feeling a little pain.

After finishing, Ye Qinghan rose slowly and went to the main hall to greet Master.

“Good morning, Master.”

“Qinghan, I have some matters today. Why don’t you buy some vegetables for me?”

With a sparkle in her beautiful eyes, Ye Qinghan eagerly agreed. Master rarely asked her for favors, and she was happy to run errands.

“Alright!”

“I’ve written down what to buy on this paper. Just go.”

“Got it! Don’t worry, Master, I’m not a child!”

Su Cheng scratched his head, gave a wry smile, then waved it off.

Exiting the immortal hall, Ye Qinghan began rummaging through her sleeves; she had long wanted to ride an immortal sword!

But hadn’t had the chance.

As for why she didn’t use the Ling Shuang Sword, it was because she couldn’t bear to—Master’s gift that she hugged every night; how could she tread on it?

She casually pulled an immortal sword from the sword case, rode it, and soon arrived at the marketplace outside Nanding City.

“Oh! Fairy Qinghan is here!”

“Madam, you flatter me. I’m just a humble cultivator, unworthy of the title ‘Fairy.’”

Ye Qinghan’s sleeves fluttered gently, half-covering her lovely face, revealing a hint of shyness, like an innocent maiden.

“Is that brat Su Cheng making you run errands?” the madam grumbled, as if Su Cheng had committed an unforgivable offense.

“My Master has urgent matters and cannot go out, so Qinghan is here on his behalf.”

The madam pouted but didn’t ask what Qinghan wanted. She picked some vegetables and packed them up.

“Bah! What could he be busy with? Just shirking and bullying you, a little girl! The fault’s all his for spoiling him!”

As she spoke, the madam loaded two bundles of fresh celery and bok choy, even slipped in two tomatoes and some potatoes...

Ye Qinghan was stunned. Had she asked for any of this?

And by all rules, shouldn’t she weigh and pay first?

“Madam? I haven’t said what to buy yet...”

Ye Qinghan looked adorably blank, perfectly fitting the word ‘naïve.’

“Oh, no need to say. Just take it,” the madam said, coming around the stall and shoving the packed vegetables into Qinghan’s hands, ignoring her protests.

“How can this be?” Qinghan panicked. Why this treatment?

Could it be because she had fought here yesterday and scared the vendors?

“Listen to me, keep some money for yourself. Save it up. If that fellow bullies you, you’ll have a fallback.”

“If Master knew, wouldn’t he be...”

It was the first time Ye Qinghan encountered such pure kindness. Despite misunderstanding Master, she couldn’t be angry; instead, warmth blossomed in her heart.

“You’re foolish. Just say you bought it yourself—what would he know?”

Ye Qinghan smiled. The madam was right!

If the madam were a fox spirit, she’d surely have a thousand years of cultivation!

“Well, Qinghan will pay some, madam. Thank you.”

Since the madam insisted, declining would seem ungrateful. Qinghan paid according to Su Cheng’s bargained price and left.

She didn’t think the madam’s attitude toward Master was bad. Without hearing Master’s inner voice, she might also be played like a fool by him.

Recalling how Master helped her with the immortal pills yesterday and toyed with her...

Ye Qinghan was grateful she could hear Master’s thoughts. If Master heard hers...

“Daughter-in-law of the Su family? Here to buy vegetables?”

Heh! I knew you had an eye for it! You spotted right away I’m Su’s wife!

“Yes, Uncle Wang! Good morning!” Qinghan smiled and nodded. The slightly presumptuous address even excited her.

“Come, let me pack some for you. Go back and have Su Cheng stew some ribs for you!”

So it went, one household gave her a little, another a little; soon Qinghan was struggling to carry it all.

Standing before the main hall’s door, Ye Qinghan looked adorably innocent as she faced Master, while Su Cheng held a military book opposite her, their eyes meeting.

“Qinghan, did you go robbing?”