C12 Sword Pavilion 1

Seeing Nan Chen still standing there, Zhuo Hua asked, "What's wrong? "Come and eat."

Nan Chen looked at Zhuo Hua and said hesitantly, "Master... Master, I think I should eat somewhere else."

He was afraid that he would not be able to stop himself from poisoning his food, if he was not found out.

"It's okay. You don't need to talk about these formalities in front of me. Come and eat quickly." The two of them were obviously not on the same channel.

"Yes, Master." Nan Chen walked over and sat opposite Zhuo Hua.

Nan Chen picked up the chopsticks and found a bone in the bowl. It was obvious that this piece of meat was the biggest bone in the plate.

Nan Chen looked at Zhuo Hua.

Nan Chen did not understand what Zhuo Hua was trying to do.

After the meal, Nan Chen did not touch the bone.

The next day, Zhuo Hua took out a cultivation technique book and gave it to Nan Chen.

Nan Chen looked at the book in his hand. "Godly Exterminating Art?"

"This is my cultivation technique. I'll give it to you now."

"Yes, Master."

Nan Chen naturally knew that this was the cultivation technique Zhuo Hua cultivated. In his previous life, Zhuo Hua cultivated this technique. For this technique, He couldn't bear to give it to a personal disciple like Nan Chen, so why did he want to give it to him now?

Nan Chen indicated that he was getting more and more confused about his master.

After that, the master and disciple repeated the days of eating, sleeping, and cultivating every day. Just like that, ten years passed.

In these ten years, Nan Chen's cultivation had also reached the Core Formation Stage.

Nan Chen looked at the piece of meat in the bowl. In these ten years, Zhuo Hua had given him the biggest piece of meat for every meal. At first, he thought it was just a spur of the moment for Zhuo Hua, but he didn't expect it to last for ten years.

As usual, Nan Chen didn't touch the piece of meat in the end.

Nan Chen also found something interesting in the past ten years. His master was very fond of meat. Seven out of ten chopsticks were used to pick meat. Why hadn't he realized that his master liked meat so much in the past?

Zhuo Hua looked at the remaining meat in Nan Chen's bowl and didn't say anything.

"Come to my room tonight." Zhuo Hua said to Nan Chen.

"Yes."

...

At night.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Nan Chen pushed the door open. "Master."

Zhuo Hua sat at the table. "Come here."

Nan Chen walked in front of Zhuo Hua.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to the Sword Pavilion to pick a sword. The Golden Flower Secret Realm will open in half a month. How can you not have a decent sword?"

"Yes, Master." Nan Chen glanced at the corner of his eye and saw a sword hanging on the wall by Zhuo Hua. He knew this sword. He could recognize it even if it turned into ashes. It was this sword that stabbed into his heart in his previous life.

Zhuo Hua saw Nan Chen staring at the Forgetting Dust. He asked, "Do you like the Forgetting Dust?"

"No." It was not just that he did not like it. He wanted to throw the sword and its owner into the furnace and burn them to ashes.

Nan Chen lowered his head. He could only say, "It doesn't matter if you like it. It's just that this sword has been with me for many years and already has a spirit. I'm afraid you can't control it with the current you."

"I understand."

...

The next day

Zhuo Hua and Nan Chen were walking in the market, listening to the shouts of the street vendors. Zhuo Hua looked at the young man walking beside him.

For the past ten years, he had watched Nan Chen grow into a young man who was as tall as him. In his heart, Nan Chen was already a family member.

"Master?"

"Hmm? Zhuo Hua suddenly came back to his senses. "What?"

"Master, what are you looking at? I called you a few times but there was no response."

"It's okay."

...

Fu Lai Inn.

Nan Chen and Zhuo Hua walked into the restaurant, and the waiter welcomed them. "Dear guests, may I ask if you want to eat or stay in the restaurant?"

"Two guest rooms, please." Nan Chen took out a piece of indigo silver.

"Yo," Nan Chen said. Dear guest, I'm sorry. There's only one guest room left."