After taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, Fenrir opened her eyes and stared at Wen Xiulan, saying, "You are right . . . my Master would not be happy if he knew I was seeking trouble with other people, especially if they had never wronged me . . . "
Wen Xiulan produced a small smile when she heard the young woman's words, happy that she had not only been loyal to her Master, but that her Master also seemed to be a righteous person . For someone as young as the girl was, the amount of power she possessed could easily have gone to her head . If she wanted to, there was little most people could do to stop her from rampaging and doing whatever she pleased . This did, however, beg the question as to why the girl was even looking for cultivation techniques, to begin with . . .
It was absolutely impossible for a cultivator to reach the point of the young woman before her unless they had a powerful technique . Just the fact that the girl seemed to be able to pull in qi from the atmosphere, seemingly with the ease of breathing, showed that she should have a very powerful one at her disposal . This caused Wen Xiulan to wonder if, for reasons she couldn't fathom, that the young girl's Master had 'hidden' a cultivation technique inside of her . Since it seemed that her Master had died, it must have been a failsafe he had implemented to make sure she was able to become stronger, even with their absence . . .
Thinking this far, Wen Xiulan developed a sense of respect for the unknown Master of the girl and, decided introductions were in order, she asked, "This Little Sister . . . may I ask your name? I would also like to know the name of your esteemed Master . . . to have such a talented disciple, they must have been a very powerful and kind individual . " Based on what she had seen thus far, Wen Xiulan figured that she could get the girl to disclose some information if she pandered to her a little .
For the first time since their meeting had started, Fenrir produced an almost indiscernible smile, but a smile nonetheless . She gave a small nod, affirming Wen Xiulan's words as she explained, "My name is Fenrir, a name bestowed to me by my Master, Vahn Mason . As far as strength goes . . . there are only two people I have ever seen who were stronger than my Master, though neither would be able to defeat him . And you're right . . . more than anyone in the entire world, my Master was a very kind and gentle person . . . he would always help everyone, regardless of how difficult it might have been for him to do so . . . "
Wen Xiulan was very surprised to learn that the girl's Master was actually a man, especially considering that there were very few men who would be capable of teaching someone with such a powerful Yin constitution . Most men, even if they didn't cultivate Yang-based techniques, still had ambient Yang energy within their bodies . If they had been around someone like Fenrir for a long period of time, especially with the intimate relationship of Master and Disciple, she would have undoubtedly been 'used' by the other man for dual cultivation . The fact that Fenrir still had her 'virgin yin', and such a powerful one, showed this hadn't been the case . . .
With this revelation, Wen Xiulan's impression of the man named Vahn Mason increased exponentially, even though she had never heard of such a strange name before . The fact that he hadn't taken advantage of his Disciple, even though she showed an immense amount of loyalty towards him, meant he must have been a truly great person . Considering that Fenrir also claimed he would go around helping people, Wen Xiulan couldn't help but offer a silent prayer for the loss of such a kind and gentle soul in this cruel and lonely world . . .
(Fenrir's Commentary: 'This woman is very smart . Even without meeting Master, she can understand how great he is . . . ufufufu~')
Chapter end
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