Chapter 6 — Master's Stupid Girl

After listening, Luc Y Y's face gradually turned pale, the blood drained away, and her whole body turned cold as ice. She bowed her head, her hands silently pressed each finger, muttering and calculating: "Master uncle... of master uncle... I... how should I address myself...?" By the end of the count, her eyes lost all vitality and her whole body was in despair. The old man's voice trembled, he lifted up the mended clothes, and gently pushed them towards me: "Say, the clothes have been sewn, and the gourd candy that people like to eat will also be brought. If my uncle's body cries and collapses... My old man... how can I talk to my master on the other side here..." Hearing him call out "uncle, master", my tears fell even more. I raised my foot, kicked all the things under my feet away, hugged my master's spirit tablet tightly, and cried until my heart ached: "I don't need clothes... I want... my master!!!" 12 Thirty thousand years ago, I was originally a beast that had just cultivated into human form. At that time, when I first entered the mortal world, I did not yet understand the evil of people's hearts, and was caught and taken in by a young immortal cultivator. At that time, the great sects were all high above, the entrance was as difficult as reaching the sky. That young man was exceptionally talented, arrogant and aggressive, and was rejected many times. He was not willing, so he took me around the world, gaining experience and training to improve my morality. We are easy to raise, with only one drawback - we eat a lot. But he didn't kill me, he didn't turn me back into my demonic beast form to refine the spirit pill, but patiently taught me to read and write, stroke by stroke. I was born more stupid than others. My mind only thought about what to eat and what to eat, and I was slow to learn anything. But he was never discouraged. On the contrary, he was infinitely gentle and patient with me. Day after day, under his dedicated guidance, one day... I finally knew how to use chopsticks! Together we walked around the world, traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, experienced thousands of years of joy, sadness, and suffering. One day, he smiled and said: "I'm tired... I want to find a quiet place to practice." He chose a feng shui treasure, rich in aura, beautiful scenery, that place... is the small monastery at the foot of the mountain, where I have lived for many years. That land nourishes people and is very suitable for practice. During the day, he went up the mountain to seclude himself, and at night, he returned to my side to show me all things. Thanks to that, I gradually understand the world's treasures, spirit stones, spirit herbs, medicinal pills... which are precious, just so that when I go out... I don't starve to death. As for cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts... he had already seen through one thing: I am not the type with that talent. During those years, demons continuously invaded, the world was in chaos, several once famous sects gradually faded away in the chaos, and the people suffered and suffered. He held heavy worries for the world in his heart, so he went to the top of the mountain to establish a new sect. From a small thatched roof, under his guidance, that sect quickly rose. In just a thousand years, it became the leading sect in the world, famous in the world, everyone turned to it. Because of that, he was also known as the immortal Master, a generation of peerless beauty, his fame spread far and wide, to the point that there were people who admired his appearance, flocked to the door, almost trampling down the steps of the sect. But he never cared, every time he returned to the cottage at the foot of the mountain, he still wholeheartedly made me hot meat buns. It was him — a great hero He was filled with immense pride, for the world without sparing himself - he fell forever in the great war between fairies and demons nineteen thousand years ago. At that time, he was ambushed by demons and surrounded by countless powerful demons. By the time reinforcements arrived, he was barely alive. In the moment of his last breath, he used his remaining strength to hand over the beast's robe to the youngest disciple of the sect: "Take care of... my stupid disciple." Then... he turned into ash, disappearing amidst the smoke and fire of the battlefield. And I... became an orphan, without a home, without a place to rely. 13 After my master fell, I suffered such a great shock that I became mentally confused. I woke up and was at the foot of the mountain, my name, my past... all forgotten. There's only one thing I can remember - the elders of the sect occasionally came down from the mountain themselves, gave me precious items, and each time they knelt before me, calling with a trembling voice: "Master Uncle..." At that time, the youngest elder called me "Senior Sister", later changed to "Master Uncle", then as time passed... more and more disciples were born, that name eventually became: "Master Uncle." One life follows another, people pass away... but we are still alive. Aside from a few top elders and sect leaders, I rarely set foot on the mountain. Only when we encounter difficulties that cannot be resolved are we forced to go to them. However, every time they meet me, no matter who they are, they are respectful as if they were their ancestors, not daring to breathe loudly. However... the young disciples who have just entered the sect, most of them have never known who I am. Seeing me living alone at the foot of the mountain, not cultivating, not socializing, as time passed, the name "Stupid Woman" spread everywhere. It was also because he thought I was stupid and easy to bully that Luc Y Y was able to invade and in turn bully and harm me. Needless to say, he stole my things. He played cruel tricks over and over again, harming me to the point that... even the last thing my master left behind was lost! The house where I live was once blessed by the master and guarded for thousands of years without falling. Yet... Luc Y Y guessed this, so she secretly searched for a "secret fire" that could break the ban and burn everything! Now it's good... I'm truly homeless. The more I thought about it, the more my heart ached, my tears were like a stream bursting its banks, I hugged my master's spirit tablet tightly, crying bitterly and heartbroken. The black-bearded elder, who called my name just now, his face was so dark it was like lightning. His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, staring straight at Luc Y Y and Lang Tieu who were kneeling in front of the spiritual tablet. "Master! Let this venerable take your place... eliminate these two arrogant people who don't know how high and how thick the earth is!" His voice was as loud as thunder, causing the entire main hall to shake: "Where are you? Pull these two people out! Abandon their cultivation! Give them ninety-nine, eighty-one lashes! Then throw them out of the sect, immediately announce to all sects: anyone who dares to admit them, means a traitor, exterminate the sect without mercy!" As soon as he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand and a wind palm was released — Boom!!! Immediately, the hundred thousand year old tree in front of the main hall was cut off horizontally! Luc Y Y was so frightened that her eyes widened and she fell on the spot and fainted. Lang Tieu's face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and he repeatedly bowed his head and begged for forgiveness: "Master! I am a disciple who was suddenly confused, insulting the majesty of my master, please beg my master for mercy...!" I was still holding the spiritual tablet, crying until my voice was hoarse, I couldn't hear anything. Lang Tieu became even more panicked and shouted loudly: "Tieu Ngan Tu! Have you forgotten?! We had so many memories together at the foot of the mountain!" "Everything... it was all Luc Y Y's instigation! I was bewitched by you and did something that hurt you... Tieu Ngan Tu, for the sake of old love, can't you... forgive me just once?" But his voice got farther and farther away... farther away... until it disappeared completely. At that moment, a disciple guarding at the foot of the mountain transmitted an urgent voice into the main hall: "Sect Master! The demons... have broken through the barrier! They are rushing up the mountain!!!"