At this moment, Jiang Xuan noticed the unmistakable glimmer of greed in Mo Han’s eyes, and he hurriedly tried to reason with her.
“Wait, Mo Han, you need to calm down…”
“Huh? What’s the matter? Is Master planning to struggle uselessly at a time like this?”
“I suggest you just give up! As long as you let me, your rebellious disciple, rebel against you, I promise to protect you, Master.”
“Everything has its price. You can’t just expect me to help you at any cost just because of your seniority, right?”
Jiang Xuan: “……”
“No, you’ve misunderstood me, Mo Han. I mean, you don’t need to protect me anymore…”
Mo Han: “？？？？？”
“Master, do you think that by saying this I’ll just keep being a good disciple? The moment you revealed your weak power, you basically lost me as your fantastic disciple.”
As she finished speaking, Mo Han stepped forward, cupping Jiang Xuan’s face with both hands while stepping on his foot.
“Master, let’s face it, you taught me well in the past. Do you remember saying that the weak are destined to be stepped on?”
Jiang Xuan: “？？？？？”
“No, who taught you reading comprehension? Stop sticking to the surface of things! And Mo Han, don’t be impulsive… you are not in your original state right now…”
“No worries, she won’t remember anything. When the time comes, I’ll gift her the Martial Saint legacy as compensation.
If I really wait until I can reconstruct my true form, by then, it’ll be too late. I can’t wait that long.
I have to make do for now. Besides, it’s the same principle: being weak is the original sin.
If your little companion had enough strength, I wouldn’t even have a chance to enjoy this.”
Jiang Xuan: “…….”
*
Under the peach blossom tree.
The ground was littered with flower scraps, while the spring breeze wafted sweet peach blossom fragrances.
…
“Master, it seems like you’ve been invincible all along and never felt what it’s like to be weak, right?
If you can’t handle your disciple’s affection, it would be better to beg for mercy quickly.
You don’t need me to teach you how to beg, right?”
“Beg for mercy? Are you joking? Begging my own disciple for mercy? Who in the world does that? You’re thinking too much.
Instead, it’s you, Mo Han… your soul power is running low, isn’t it?
You probably won’t be able to maintain this state for long.
Besides, you have to use part of your soul power to sustain this secret realm.
If you keep going like this, you’ll collapse first. Stop now—you’ve already rebelled; don’t make things worse.”
“Hmph, if Master won’t beg for mercy, I won’t back down! Even if it costs all my soul power, I’ve already profited enough, so let’s see who can hold out longer.”
Jiang Xuan: “……”
At this point, Jiang Xuan’s mind raced:
“Wait a minute, if Mo Han really insists on holding her ground regardless of the consequences, once she runs out of soul power, the entire secret realm will collapse. If I’m unlucky, I might face a whole bunch of powerful cultivators.
If they see me like this, it’ll be like a sheep walking into a tiger’s den!
This rebellious disciple has a heart of steel, clearly planning for mutual destruction if I don’t yield!
She’s acting all fearless just because she has a thread of residual soul courage—it’s outrageous!”
…
After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Jiang Xuan ultimately decided not to stubbornly resist Mo Han any longer.
“Umm… let’s just say I lost…”
“Hmm? Does this mean Master is begging for mercy?”
“Yes… disciple, you really shouldn’t exhaust your remaining soul power; just take it as my loss…”
“But Master, you don’t look like someone who’s begging for mercy; it looks more like you’re throwing me a bone.
I won’t accept a half-hearted loss unless you sincerely beg me.”
Jiang Xuan: “？？？？？？”
Hearing Mo Han’s incessant demands, Jiang Xuan was completely flabbergasted.
He thought he was nicely lowering his head to admit defeat and was giving her a way out, yet this rebellious disciple was still pushing her luck!
If it weren’t for the worry that her residual soul might actually dissipate leading to a collapse, which could spark a world of trouble, he wouldn’t want to indulge her at all.
With a deep breath, he switched to full-on Oscar-worthy performance mode.
Then, he put on a pitiful look and replied, “I… Master is truly admitting defeat…”
At this moment, Mo Han grabbed Jiang Xuan’s chin.
“Not enough! Since Master admitted defeat, you should praise me a bit more; just saying you lost shows no sincerity.”
“Disciple, I never expected you to be this strong— it’s truly impressive! I don’t think I’ll ever forget…”
“Hmm? It still feels a bit lacking. Master should change how you address me. How about this: I call you Master, and you call me Lady Mo Han, okay?
After all, weaklings need to act like weaklings—that’s how you show sincerity in begging for mercy. Got it?”
Jiang Xuan: “…….”
At this moment, with a face full of black lines, Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth and said:
“Mo… Lady Mo Han… I have lost. Could you please spare me?”
Hearing Jiang Xuan’s meek tone, Mo Han finally looked satisfied as she pinched his face.
“Alright, given your status as my Master, I’ll let you go this time. When my soul power recovers, I’ll let you see something even more impressive.”
With that, Mo Han finally loosened Jiang Xuan and slowly got up, looking down at him as she continued, “Now I’m going to pass on the Martial Saint legacy to this little girl. Master should just watch from the sidelines.
Once the legacy is complete, I’ll need to rest for a while, and this secret realm will then collapse.
The teleportation arrays for leaving this place will be random for others.
But you don’t have to worry about your safety, Master; I’ll teleport you both to a place that avoids other strong cultivators.
Once I wake up, I’ll fulfill my promise and be your protector.”
Hearing this from Mo Han, Jiang Xuan quickly nodded, “Disciple, don’t worry; just pass on the legacy to Xin Wan.”
In the next moment, the aura around Nangong Xin Wan began to rise rapidly.
At the same time, the entire Sacred-level secret realm started to shake, shocking all the cultivators inside.
Soon, the whole realm began to collapse, and all the strong cultivators were teleported away.
Jiang Xuan, cradling the unconscious Nangong Xin Wan, disappeared from the secret realm.
…
Time passed, and when Nangong Xin Wan slowly woke up, she found herself in a cave. Her body felt weak, and she couldn’t summon any strength.
Glancing around the empty space, she looked utterly confused.
“I wonder where this is? It feels like I had a strange dream, and I was gifted a legacy by the Heaven Piercing Martial Saint.
Oh right, where did Brother Xuan go…?”
Meanwhile, Jiang Xuan was outside a city, wearing a mask.
As he looked at the information provided by the System after its scan, he was slightly stunned.
He had somehow stumbled into the territory of the Cold Light Dynasty.
