Chapter 456 - The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (33)

Chapter 456 The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (33)

Startled, she forgot that she was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage. She was pulled down from the railing, and her body fell into his arms.
In reality, how could he dare to treat her like this?
Because this was the dreamworld, his strength was greater than hers.
She was also surprised.
Aren’t you an ordinary person?

Ning Yishu knew why he could hold her in his arms. It was because her real body was extremely weak, and her mind was entangled in the dreamworld.


He was clearheaded, so in this dreamworld, he was the powerful one.
Ning Yishu didn’t answer. He placed her on the ground, crouched down, and put on the embroidered shoes for her.
She laughed softly.
She seemed to be very pleased with his obedience.
This woman hadn’t changed at all from her selfish and thick-skinned self.
Shouldn’t women be more reserved?
Letting a man wash her feet and put on her shoes every day, did she not have a sense of shame?
Ning Yishu thought somewhat angrily.
After her shoes were put on, she suddenly turned around and lay on his back.

Hey, carry me. I’m tired.



Ning Yishu: …This was wanting a yard after taking an inch.
Thinking about it, she was the same in reality, frequently making cutting remarks, and constantly wanting people to carry her.
How could she be so coquettish?
Suddenly, she reached out and tugged his ear.
Are you deaf? Hurry up and carry me.

Just a teenager, and she was already… already hooking people in.
Ning Yishu’s ears immediately turned red. He quickly picked her up and walked forward.
A fragrant wind blew. Her body gave off a sweet scent.
It was a rich but extremely pleasant smell.

Hey, what’s your name?

He pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he answered,
A’Ning1.



She teased,
Just like a girl’s name. I’m Bai Weiwei, will you remember?

He stared at her face. He knew she was Bai Weiwei.
Apart from being young and immature, she was exactly the same.
Even the exasperating personality was the same.
Bai Weiwei sighed next to his ear,
You should remember my name. In the future, I’ll become the strongest cultivator and do whatever I want.

Ning Yishu’s ears turned even redder, and he quickly changed the topic.
Don’t get revenge.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, then gave a sneering laugh.
Revenge must be served. I must peel their skin, cut off their flesh, and whip their hanging corpses. Only then will my hatred be relieved.

Ning Yishu sighed. This vicious temper, how could he reprimand her for it?

Anyways, you look so weak. Wait until I reach Core Formation stage and form a nascent soul. When I hold Grand Heavens Mountain in the palm of my hand, I’ll take you in as my disciple.

Ning Yishu’s footsteps stopped, and he laughed bitterly.


She did accept him as a disciple.
It’s a pity that she didn’t seem to like this disciple.
Bai Weiwei deigned to say2:
Giving you the position of first disciple, you should be grateful to me.

Ning Yishu thought, being your disciple truly was the misfortune of eight lifetimes3.
Thinking back to the days she whipped him, starved him in confinement, and on top of it all taunting and mocking him.
…It seemed that she had experienced all of this.
When the dreamworld was created, it used her deepest desires as the foundation.
So the destruction of her family as a child, her mistreatment and abuse, all of these were her deepest memories.
Thinking of this, Ning Yishu’s heart hurt again.
The disgust and loathing in his heart had unknowingly faded a bit.


【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 20.】
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei’s expression changed. She jumped off from his body, pushed him into a nearby room, and shut the door.

Don’t come out.

Ning Yishu stood in front of the door, peering through the gap between the doorframes.
Bai Weiwei bowed her head respectfully.
Shifu.

A man, whose face couldn’t be seen, said indifferently,
Up to how many levels of the Water Spirit Scripture have you cultivated?

1: 阿宁: a more familiar and intimate way of referring to Ning Yishu.↩
2: 纡尊降贵: condescend to simple men. Sounds like she’s looking down on others, basically.↩
3: 倒了八辈子霉了: I thought it’d be interesting to point out that this is the eighth arc of the series. COINCIDENCE? Probably, but it’s still food for thought.↩

Chapter 456 The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (33)

Startled, she forgot that she was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage. She was pulled down from the railing, and her body fell into his arms.
In reality, how could he dare to treat her like this?
Because this was the dreamworld, his strength was greater than hers.
She was also surprised.
Aren’t you an ordinary person?

Ning Yishu knew why he could hold her in his arms. It was because her real body was extremely weak, and her mind was entangled in the dreamworld.


He was clearheaded, so in this dreamworld, he was the powerful one.
Ning Yishu didn’t answer. He placed her on the ground, crouched down, and put on the embroidered shoes for her.
She laughed softly.
She seemed to be very pleased with his obedience.
This woman hadn’t changed at all from her selfish and thick-skinned self.
Shouldn’t women be more reserved?
Letting a man wash her feet and put on her shoes every day, did she not have a sense of shame?
Ning Yishu thought somewhat angrily.
After her shoes were put on, she suddenly turned around and lay on his back.

Hey, carry me. I’m tired.



Ning Yishu: …This was wanting a yard after taking an inch.
Thinking about it, she was the same in reality, frequently making cutting remarks, and constantly wanting people to carry her.
How could she be so coquettish?
Suddenly, she reached out and tugged his ear.
Are you deaf? Hurry up and carry me.

Just a teenager, and she was already… already hooking people in.
Ning Yishu’s ears immediately turned red. He quickly picked her up and walked forward.
A fragrant wind blew. Her body gave off a sweet scent.
It was a rich but extremely pleasant smell.

Hey, what’s your name?

He pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he answered,
A’Ning1.



She teased,
Just like a girl’s name. I’m Bai Weiwei, will you remember?

He stared at her face. He knew she was Bai Weiwei.
Apart from being young and immature, she was exactly the same.
Even the exasperating personality was the same.
Bai Weiwei sighed next to his ear,
You should remember my name. In the future, I’ll become the strongest cultivator and do whatever I want.

Ning Yishu’s ears turned even redder, and he quickly changed the topic.
Don’t get revenge.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, then gave a sneering laugh.
Revenge must be served. I must peel their skin, cut off their flesh, and whip their hanging corpses. Only then will my hatred be relieved.

Ning Yishu sighed. This vicious temper, how could he reprimand her for it?

Anyways, you look so weak. Wait until I reach Core Formation stage and form a nascent soul. When I hold Grand Heavens Mountain in the palm of my hand, I’ll take you in as my disciple.

Ning Yishu’s footsteps stopped, and he laughed bitterly.


She did accept him as a disciple.
It’s a pity that she didn’t seem to like this disciple.
Bai Weiwei deigned to say2:
Giving you the position of first disciple, you should be grateful to me.

Ning Yishu thought, being your disciple truly was the misfortune of eight lifetimes3.
Thinking back to the days she whipped him, starved him in confinement, and on top of it all taunting and mocking him.
…It seemed that she had experienced all of this.
When the dreamworld was created, it used her deepest desires as the foundation.
So the destruction of her family as a child, her mistreatment and abuse, all of these were her deepest memories.
Thinking of this, Ning Yishu’s heart hurt again.
The disgust and loathing in his heart had unknowingly faded a bit.


【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 20.】
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei’s expression changed. She jumped off from his body, pushed him into a nearby room, and shut the door.

Don’t come out.

Ning Yishu stood in front of the door, peering through the gap between the doorframes.
Bai Weiwei bowed her head respectfully.
Shifu.

A man, whose face couldn’t be seen, said indifferently,
Up to how many levels of the Water Spirit Scripture have you cultivated?

1: 阿宁: a more familiar and intimate way of referring to Ning Yishu.↩
2: 纡尊降贵: condescend to simple men. Sounds like she’s looking down on others, basically.↩
3: 倒了八辈子霉了: I thought it’d be interesting to point out that this is the eighth arc of the series. COINCIDENCE? Probably, but it’s still food for thought.↩