Chapter 1055: Reunion of Master and Disciple

Chapter 1055: Reunion of Master and Disciple

In front of Ruo’er, the Sword Saint’s usual cold arrogance had completely vanished, even making him a bit nervous while speaking.

The closer Ruo’er got to him, the more she felt a sense of warmth.

However, Lin Nuo intentionally put some distance between them, so as to prevent this old dad from letting his protective instincts run wild and doing something strange.

“Now that Ruo’er is here, you shouldn’t stop her, right?”

Lin Nuo said to the Sword Saint, who wisely sheathed his sword and stepped aside, though his gaze remained firmly fixed on Ruo’er.

How could he bear to look away from such a lovely and clever daughter?

If he weren’t her father, Lin Nuo could almost believe he was a hardcore lolicon, with how intensely he stared.

“You guys can talk; I’ll keep an eye on you.”

Lin Nuo retreated slightly, leaving the space for Ruo’er and the Sword Saint, while still being cautious—he had to watch the Sword Saint to prevent any untoward actions.

This man had a bizarre way of thinking that ordinary people couldn’t comprehend.

Lin Nuo’s entanglement with the Sword Saint had increased over time, having clashed a few times, and this was one of their rare connections.

“Stop staring; you haven’t blinked once.”

Lin Nuo quipped at this old dad, but the Sword Saint’s gaze remained unwavering.

“She is my flesh and blood, what harm is there in looking at her?”

“How can you be sure she’s really yours? Just because you had an affair with Ni Wanqing doesn’t mean she wasn’t involved with anyone else.”

“I can feel it,” the Sword Saint said calmly.

Lin Nuo shook his head:

“So what? Are you planning to snatch her away? Do you think you have the ability to do that right now?”

“I have no such plans; I acknowledge I was reckless before. She probably resents me now.”

“Didn’t expect you’d reflect on yourself. But let’s say, even if she is your flesh and blood, you currently have no right to interfere in her life. At her most difficult times, you were off somewhere showcasing your chivalrous heroics.”

“I wasn’t showcasing anything. I just felt it was what I was supposed to do.”

The Sword Saint kept staring at Ruo’er while responding to Lin Nuo, as if he were gazing upon the most beautiful sight in the world.

Lin Nuo couldn’t be bothered to comment any further; what was there to critique about this person anyway?

However, it was clear that his eyes were solely on Ruo’er.

Reflecting, he realized he hadn’t experienced such treatment himself; his father never regarded him or his mother. Later, when he was mistaken for some kind of hero, his old man only thought to curry favor after he fell from grace.

What a lowly behavior.

This Sword Saint, aside from being a bit cold and having a twisted thought process, still had some redeeming qualities.

At least he was willing to draw his sword to claim what was his, even if it was a bit embarrassing.

At this moment, Ruo’er stood before Dong Xiyan. Lin Nuo had advised Ruo’er to keep her distance, as one should always stay wary of potential schemes.

“Daoist Dong…”

“Ruo’er, long time no see. Ah, it’s my fault. I promised to take you to Hansheng Valley but didn’t take good care of you. I truly bear the responsibility.”

“No, Daoist Dong… you don’t need to blame yourself. The young master said some things are destined, and if it weren’t for the troubles in Hansheng Valley, I wouldn’t have met so many companions or found my mother.”

“Your mother? Is she really your biological mother?” Dong Xiyan was taken aback, shocked that Ruo’er had managed to find her long-lost mother!

“Yes! She used to be the leader of the Immortal Foxes in Hansheng Valley, Ni Wanqing.”

“Oh… I see. So Ni Wanqing is your mother. That explains your talent; being her child, it’s natural for you to quickly grasp Immortal Techniques. What about your father?”

“My father? The young master said he passed away. Oh, what a pity I never got to meet him.” Ruo’er sighed lightly.

“He’s passed away…”

Dong Xiyan recalled some discussions among the immortals about how Ni Wanqing, during her days as a Demon Fox, had interactions with the Sword Saint.

There were even rumors about their intimate encounters, which resulted in a child. Ni Wanqing had sworn to protect her child, yet she survived while the child’s whereabouts remained unknown.

Apart from hearing about Ni Wanqing, she had no personal connection with her, so she had never put two and two together.

If Ni Wanqing was Ruo’er’s mother, then the Sword Saint…

Could he be her father?

Since the Sword Saint seemed weak just now but still protected the mountain behind him, he likely knew about this matter.

But as Lin Nuo had said her father was deceased, she couldn’t be sure of that.

However, that was no longer her concern.

“Ruo’er, if you resolve the conflict with the immortals of Hansheng Valley, would you still return to Zifeng Valley?” Dong Xiyan asked.

“If the young master returns, then I will go back.” Ruo’er’s tone was very resolute.

“Alright. Even if he doesn’t succumb to darkness, he won’t return to Zifeng Valley. We once invited him to stay, but he declined. You are an immortal, he is a demon; coexisting for long would be detrimental to both.”

“The young master once said he would let me embrace the darkness. So that’s settled.”

“Embrace darkness? You becoming a demon? You just stepped onto the path of immortality, and you are suited to cultivate Immortal Techniques, yet you want to become a demon. This…”

Dong Xiyan felt a deep sense of regret; such a good talent for cultivating immortality was destined to go astray.

She wasn’t as concerned for Lin Nuo going down that path; they had probably developed feelings for each other through their time together.

“The young master thinks I’d be better off as a demon, so I’ll embrace the darkness. My stepping into immortality was also at his suggestion. Sorry, Daoist Dong, for letting you down.”

“The path is yours to choose; as long as you’re true to yourself, that’s enough. You’ve chosen this path, and in the future, we may become enemies. But I still believe there are good demons; they aren’t all harmful, and I believe Ruo’er will change everyone’s stereotypical views on demons.”

“Hmm… please, Daoist Dong, don’t have too many expectations of me. The young master might handle things in ways that contradict your expectations. However, he indeed is a good demon; after all, he could easily destroy a city, yet he doesn’t. Hahaha. Of course, I wish to live in seclusion with the young master, away from worldly affairs. But he has his own plans, and I will follow him.”

Ruo’er squinted and smiled gently, a look Dong Xiyan hadn’t seen in a long time.

The last time she was in Zifeng Valley, she appeared so melancholic, constantly talking about the young master. Even with an enviable cultivation environment, she was unhappy. Yet now, amid chaos and uncertainty, she was smiling brightly.

It was all because Lin Nuo was here.

“Alright, Ruo’er has grown up and has her own thoughts; I won’t drag on any further. You are still my remarkable disciple, and of course, if you don’t acknowledge me…”

“No way, Daoist Dong, how could I not acknowledge you! Um… let’s not dwell on such things; the paths of immortals and demons have grown far apart, and our master-disciple bond is pretty much non-existent.”

Ruo’er sighed, realizing their conversation had gone on a bit long, and Lin Nuo was getting impatient, throwing in a remark:

“Is there really so much to talk about?”

“Hahaha, young man, don’t be anxious. However, you are the most unique demon I’ve met. Willing to let them catch up like this? Usually, demons would limit their conversations to three phrases and then call it a day. Hahaha! And this brother here, it seems your gaze hasn’t left that young lady; I wonder what’s on your mind.”

Gui approached, grinning.

“Mind your own business,” the Sword Saint coldly retorted.