Chapter 618: Master, You Owe Me a Sword

Chapter 618: Master, You Owe Me a Sword

This time, Bai Xiaosheng didn't let his emotions get the better of him and spew out gold coins.

"Let's go back to Tu Wu Grand Realm, my master's hometown."

Bai Xiaosheng waved his sleeve, and Wu Shi's tiny body was instantly caught within it.

"Master, I don't want to be trapped in your sleeve," Wu Shi cried out.

"Alright," Bai Xiaosheng replied.

With a smile on his face, he pinched Wu Shi's snowy white neck from behind.

"Hey!" Wu Shi struggled, her long legs kicking and swaying, but to no avail.

The next instant, Wu Shi felt the world before her change.

The surrounding space was filled with distorted squares, painted with various strange colors, and dragon-like patterns overlapped.

Odd and ethereal yet melodious sounds filled her ears.

"This is the Dark Void," Bai Xiaosheng explained. "In this world, no one understands the Dark Void better than I do."

Generally, when a Teleportation Array is used for transportation, it travels through the Dark Void.

Bai Xiaosheng's innate Daoist Art opened a path for the gold coins.

This Dao could also be the Dark Void.

"Although my master's strength is average, my life-preserving skills are top-notch. Even those who have passed through the Three Disasters and Three Tribulations, I may not win against them, but as long as I can enter the Dark Void without worry... they can't outrun me!"

The innate Daoist Art was activated, and countless coins were spewed out, forming a path that was both illusory and dazzling with gold.

Bai Xiaosheng pinched Wu Shi's neck and strolled through the Dark Void.

For some reason, looking at the twinkling stars here, Wu Shi felt a sense of romance.

Of course, this was on the condition that she wasn't being carried by the neck like a chicken.

"So, little Wu Shi, in this life, there is only one word that matters—'survival.' Staying alive is the ultimate truth, and having more life-preserving means is absolutely useful." Bai Xiaosheng shared some cultivation insights with Wu Shi.

"Master, you're too timid. If I had a sword, I would definitely slay all the injustices in my heart. Running away... doesn't solve the problem." Wu Shi replied earnestly.

She recalled several occasions when her master had returned injured.

She didn't know what had happened, but she kept it in her heart.

Once she became powerful, she would kill those who had harmed her master.

To avenge her master.

"Being too rigid leads to breaking easily!" Bai Xiaosheng always believed that in life, being a little cautious was better.

After all, he was born as a Daoist God.

His reincarnation was fortunate, and it was clear that he was here to enjoy a blessed life.

He was still young and had a long life ahead, so naturally, he wanted to enjoy his blessings for a long time.

Wu Shi didn't argue.

Since her master was so weak, she would protect him once she had achieved success in her cultivation.

Of course, she also understood how difficult it was to reach her master's level.

At this moment, strange and grating sounds entered her ears one after another, prompting Wu Shi to speak.

"Master, the Dark Void is so noisy, filled with all sorts of odd noises."

"Is it noisy? I can't hear anything. Are you trying to trick me again?" Bai Xiaosheng listened carefully but heard nothing.

Wu Shi was stunned for a moment, then revealed a cunning smile, "Hehe, Master, you've gotten smarter this time."

"Do you think I'm one of those fools? I, your master, possess a sentient Divine Treasure." Bai Xiaosheng said proudly.

After more than ten breaths, this was still Bai Xiaosheng intentionally slowing down to let Wu Shi appreciate the scenery of the Dark Void.

"We've arrived at Tu Wu Grand Realm."

"Indeed, the air at home is sweet, and it feels so safe."

Bai Xiaosheng led Wu Shi to his residence in Tu Wu Grand Realm.

Soon, a golden palace appeared before their eyes.

As far as the eye could see, there were all kinds of coins everywhere.

Wu Shi couldn't help but gasp, thinking to herself that her master was so materialistic.

However, she especially liked these shiny little coins.

"From now on, this will be your home."

"You can cultivate here first. I will build you a mask according to your design to conceal your appearance."

"Thank you, Master," Wu Shi said with a sweet smile.

After her master left, Wu Shi took a deep breath of the air here, her face filled with joy.

She kicked off her shoes with her small feet, lifted her skirt, revealing a section of her snowy white legs, and ran barefoot, full of life and charm.

"This is my home."

"My, Wu Shi's home!"

...

Tu Wu Grand Realm had no winter for a year.

Even if it snowed, it would be in the shape of gold coins.

"Master, isn't it said that no two snowflakes in the world are exactly the same?"

"How come the snow in Tu Wu Grand Realm... is all identical?"

Wu Shi stood on the mountain peak, her hair cascading down to her waist, swaying in the wind.

Just looking at her silhouette was enough to stir the hearts of ordinary people.

The money snow landed on Wu Shi's hair, shimmering and transforming into strands of green silk, glowing with a fluorescent light.

"In this world, no two snowflakes are exactly the same. This signifies that every sentient being is unique, and there are no two identical beings." Bai Xiaosheng answered.

Even in the Yang Plane, the Yin Plane, and the Rebirth Plane, sentient beings have counterparts.

These counterparts are connected but are not the same sentient being.

"What if a person reincarnates?" Wu Shi asked at this point.

Bai Xiaosheng knew this better than anyone.

"There is no true reincarnation in this world. What is called reincarnation is the indestructible true spirit, restarting a second life."

"Therefore, when a mortal dies, their true spirit weakens, wanders aimlessly, and dissipates within seven days, without reincarnation.

"Cultivators face the ultimate test of life and death, and even if they encounter powerful enemies, their true spirits will be annihilated, leaving no chance for reincarnation."

"So, when people are killed, they die, and their true spirits are extinguished without a second life."

"Of course, there are exceptions in this world. If one enters the Divine Kingdom of a Daoist God, or if they are part of a Daoist Lord's Dao tradition, they will be trapped in a cycle."

"Even if the true spirit is annihilated, it can still appear in the next cycle or be fished out from the Cosmic Mother River."

Of course, the prerequisite is dying within the Dao tradition or the Divine Kingdom.

Most of the time, those who die elsewhere can also be fished out, but there are exceptions, as there is no Dao tradition or Divine Kingdom insurance.

Bai Xiaosheng is a divinely endowed Divine Treasure.

His Divine Kingdom is empty, filled only with countless coins.

He hasn't transferred the sentient beings from Tu Wu Grand Realm or Wu Shi into his Divine Kingdom.

Speaking of which, as long as he doesn't die and his Divine Kingdom doesn't collapse, even if Wu Shi dies, Bai Xiaosheng can still resurrect her.

But in that case, their lives would end upon entering the Divine Kingdom, only to begin an endless cycle.

"Master, do you think the Rebirth Plane we're in might be a huge cycle? Is it possible that I've met you before?"

Wu Shi turned her head, and a golden mask caught her eye.

The mask was as thin as a silkworm's wing, transparent and golden, with a sword mark in the center.

"How is that possible? I'm a Daoist God. If I were in a cycle, I would naturally be able to sense it." Bai Xiaosheng dismissed the idea.

If ordinary people couldn't discover the cycle, that would be understandable.

But he was a Daoist God.

"Master, when will you take me to find Sword Disciple's grave? He's already a Sword Girl, and he doesn't even have a sword of his own." Wu Shi mumbled.

She quickly changed the topic.

"Let's not go there. Zhou Mountain Grand Realm... it's very dangerous, and many people are after it." Bai Xiaosheng spoke thoughtfully.

He was afraid that if Wu Shi went to Zhou Mountain Grand Realm, she would be discovered by the people from Nine Heavens Divine Palace.

If a Heavenly Deity descended, even with his exceptional escape skills, he would likely suffer severe injuries, if not death.

After all, Heavenly Deities are so formidable that even Dao Lords treat them with utmost caution, and Daoist Gods who have passed the Three Disasters and Three Tribulations must show respect.

Aside from Nine Heavens Divine Palace, other Daoist Gods might also be eyeing Zhou Mountain Grand Realm, searching for the remains of the fallen Dao Lord, to refine them into an Unusual Artifact and use it to smooth out the node.

"Okay, Master." Wu Shi, who usually had a carefree personality and loved to talk back, listened obediently like a well-behaved girl this time.

"You, stay in Tu Wu Grand Realm for the time being.

There are still three years until the Primordial Spirit Assembly, where some of the previous generation's Divine Treasures with spirits will gather.

Master will ask around for a good sword for you."

"Master is the best." Wu Shi rushed over and fell into his embrace.

He stood there, his body slightly stiff.

Although he was a Daoist God, in reality, he was still a young man, not one who had cultivated on his own.

With a soft and delicate beauty in his arms, and she was his own disciple; he couldn't help but feel a hint of moral dilemma.

Pfft.

His emotions reacted.

"Haha, Master, you're bursting with gold coins again! You must have hidden some private savings in a small vault!"

Wu Shi quickly took the gold coins, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with a mischievous smile.

It was clear that she had intentionally bumped into her master's embrace.

"You..."

"Master, I'm curious. If you find a wife in the future and she kisses you, will you spit out the coins into her mouth?" Wu Shi's thoughts wandered.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bai Xiaosheng was slightly irritated.

"Master, it's better not to find a wife. Otherwise, if you spit out the coins for her, I'll feel so sorry for you." Wu Shi's eyes twinkled as if she were sympathizing with her master's money.

In the 1691 version of the book, the female priest from Tu Wu Grand Realm has visited Master several times, dressed in a revealing manner, almost like a vacuum.

This cunning and flirtatious woman is taking advantage of Master's inexperience.

Would she dare to openly seduce other Daoist Gods like this?

The Primordial Spirit Assembly was a grand event.

A total of sixteen previous generation's Divine Treasures with spirits Daoist Gods attended.

The venue was chosen in Tu Wu Grand Realm because Bai Xiaosheng was the newest born Daoist God.

All sixteen Daoist Gods had extraordinary auras and demeanors, and among them, Sugar Daoist God stood out.

There were rumors that Sugar Daoist God had passed the Three Disasters and Three Tribulations, reaching an unimaginable level of strength.

Many Daoist Gods revered Sugar Daoist God.

It could even be said that the existence of Sugar Daoist God made their lives as previous generation's Divine Treasures with spirits Daoist Gods much easier.

Previously, the newly born previous generation's Divine Treasures with spirits Daoist Gods might have been hunted.

After all, Divine Treasures with spirits are still Divine Treasures, and consuming them... could also help one reach the Daoist God realm.

The Primordial Spirit Assembly lasted for seventy-seven days.

Bai Xiaosheng had been slacking off the entire time.

After all, he was young and weak.

However, a single sentence from Sugar Daoist God made Bai Xiaosheng, who had been slacking off, feel a little dazed.

At this moment, Bai Xiaosheng sat on the bronze throne, supporting his face with his hand, deep in thought.

"Hehe, Master, are you rich?"

A crisp laughter, like the ringing of wind chimes, filled the air.

Wu Shi, in a crimson robe, entered, and even though Bai Xiaosheng couldn't see her face due to the mask, he could still sense a hint of teasing.

This time at the Primordial Spirit Assembly, Wu Shi finally learned the esteemed name of her Master.

The Wealthy Daoist God.

Indeed, simple and rough, with a touch of crudeness.

No wonder her Master never wanted to tell her his name.

Who would've thought her Master's face would be so thin-skinned.

"Master, your poor disciple has no money, can you lend me some?" Wu Shi spread out her fair and tender palm, her smile enchanting like a vixen, full of allure.

Only when alone with her Master did she remove her mask.

Looking at Wu Shi, Bai Xiaosheng recalled the words of the Sugar Daoist God, and he asked in a deep voice, "Wu Shi, how long have you been with me?"

The smile on Wu Shi's face gradually froze, "One hundred and twenty-seven years and three months."

"Wu Shi, you've always been rather carefree and enjoy roaming the outside world.

Your Master is naturally lazy and frugal, always hiding in the Tu Wu Grand Realm.

After so many years here, suppressing your nature, you've endured a lot."

Yesterday, the Sugar Daoist God spoke of accepting you as his true disciple.

A high-ranking Daoist God like the Sugar Daoist God is not someone a novice like me can compare to.

Following him, you'll have a promising future, and you won't have to suppress your nature either.

Most importantly, you've always wanted a sword, and the Sugar Daoist God possesses a legendary Unusual Artifact sword.

Wielding it, you can slay even Daoist Gods.

If you accept him as your Master, that sword will become yours." Bai Xiaosheng spoke slowly.

Wu Shi's identity is shrouded in mystery, and with Bai Xiaosheng's strength, it would be challenging to protect her comprehensively.

If Wu Shi accepts the Sugar Daoist God as her Master, even if the Nine Heavens Divine Palace comes looking for her, they would have to respect the Sugar Daoist God's status.

After all, the Lord of the Divine Palace once fought against the Sugar Daoist God and was defeated by him.

So, with the Sugar Daoist God, Wu Shi will be safe.

Moreover, the conditions offered by the Sugar Daoist God are extremely favorable.

Among the dozen or so Daoist Gods present, most likely wanted to be the Sugar Daoist God's disciple.

"Old man, what are you saying!" Wu Shi glared at Bai Xiaosheng angrily.

The deep bond between Master and disciple that Bai Xiaosheng had imagined, the reluctant farewell, did not materialize.

He had thought that his disciple might cling to his sleeve, pleading, "Master, please don't send me away."

But...

He couldn't help but support her: "Can you use a more elegant metaphor?"

"No." Wu Shi shook her head. "Don't bring this up again, or I'll make you burst with gold coins every day!"

"Sigh, it seems like I'm stuck with you for life." Bai Xiaosheng didn't know if he was happy or worried.

"Master, who made you so wealthy?"

"Disciple... loves wealth the most."

"Master, it's because your disciple is filial, beautiful, and kind-hearted. I can't bear to see you suffer alone."

"If I accept the Sugar Daoist God as my Master, I might return to find you being played with by those busty priestesses."

"I used great willpower to refuse the Sugar Daoist God and lost this extravagant fortune."

"Because of this, I lost a sword, Master. You must compensate me!"

"It doesn't have to be as flashy as the Sugar Daoist God's Unusual Artifact sword, just a sword forged from coins will do!"

Wu Shi chattered, her words flowing without pause.

Bai Xiaosheng, observing his disciple, spoke sincerely: "Alright, Master will definitely forge a good sword for you."

He had some worries but also made a firm decision. He must create a better sword.

After all, he couldn't let his disciple suffer.

Of course, it might also be his competitive nature at play.

The Sugar Daoist God offered an Unusual Artifact sword, and if his gift was inferior, it would be embarrassing.

"Thank you, Master." Wu Shi smiled sweetly. "Since Master loves frugality, in the future, your disciple will wield a sword and help you slay your enemies."

Wu Shi remembered the Daoist God who had injured her Master.

One day, she would take her revenge.

The matter regarding the Sugar Daoist God was settled for now.

However, many had heard that the Sugar Daoist God wanted to accept the Wealthy Daoist God's disciple, the Sword Girl, and offer her an Unusual Artifact.

People thought the Sword Girl ungrateful.

After all, the Sugar Daoist God was qualified to be the Wealthy Daoist God's Master.

The public sighed, curious about the Sword Girl's qualifications, wondering what had attracted the Sugar Daoist God to take on a disciple.

Wu Shi, caught in the public eye, continued her usual routine.

Practicing her sword, cultivating, and occasionally teasing her Master to burst with private gold coins.

Then, one day, as gold coins fell like snow, Wu Shi fell ill.

"Master, I'm so cold and hungry."

Wu Shi curled up in her Master's embrace, her body cold, her face pale.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Wu Shi with concern, his hand covering her cold hand.

His spells couldn't warm her up.

He could only pat her hand clumsily, trying to warm her up.

"Dao Fruit... it's transforming her body."

"Will she remember her past?"

"Will she still recognize me as her Master?"

In his heart, he speculated. Wu Shi might be the one the Crowsky Daoist Lord mentioned, the Devouring Path Master.

Such a heavenly genius, her future achievements would surpass even the Sugar Daoist God.

He had little to offer except his wealth.

Would his disciple recognize him as her Master if she awakened her true spirit?

(End of Chapter)

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