CHAPTER 355
What Ingredients?
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To be honest, this explanation truly stirred something within Miao Miao!
Su Cheng's words were delivered with such passion—it wasn't merely an introduction. It was practically an invitation to become his disciple!
For a child craving power, this explanation felt like a catalyst injected into her bloodstream—burying her self-doubt and letting confidence bloom anew on her pretty face!
Her mother always warned her: "Be careful, be careful. You're not cut out for this. Don't go up against those bad guys!"
She suppressed the urge to punch back, enduring the taunts and scorn of the bullies.
When would this life ever end?
Miaomiao never wanted to hurt anyone, but as Master Su said, she was too weak—too weak even to protect a single medical text.
She needed strength—to protect her mother, and also… to protect herself…
How could she not envy it? These days at Lingxian Hall, she'd witnessed every detail of Master Su and his disciples' lives.
It felt like being sent by a reality TV crew to experience a transformed life. But at this moment, Miao Miao felt no grand sentiments.
All she felt was helplessness toward life and envy for that master-disciple bond.
With a master like that, they wouldn't have to worry about anything. They could read whatever books they wanted and eat whatever they desired.
They wouldn't need to melt ice for water, and every meal would be filling. Shiyao could eat several meals a day, sometimes even getting up in the middle of the night for a snack.
Such luxuries had never crossed her mind before. Even in her wildest dreams of wealth, she'd only imagined sparing her gravely ill mother from labor and returning to school herself.
That was her small, laughable… dream…
If she became a disciple, could she live that kind of life too?
If she worked hard enough, could her mother stop toiling? Could she give her mother a good life?
【Uh, this kid isn't about to cry, is she…?】
【Did I say something? She doesn't think I look down on her, does she…?】
【But if I try to explain, won't that just make things worse?】
【Damn it, no no no! She looks more and more upset, like a little bundle of sorrow!】
Miaomiao wanted to try, but she hesitated.
"Master Su, Miao Miao, can we cultivate immortality?"
Ever since that sword strike in the Northern Realm, she was no longer a child.
She had to do something. She had already bid farewell to her past. Coming here today wasn't merely to look around.
She just didn't know how to bring it up—she wasn't good at this sort of thing.
She hoped Master Su would give her a challenge—something she could accomplish to earn his acceptance as a disciple.
She'd intended to observe what the girl kneeling before the table would say, but Master Su called her name instead, denying her the chance to learn.
Su Muchan: What? I was here first, damn it! I've been kneeling here all morning!
Su Cheng was dumbfounded. Could she cultivate?
【What does that even mean? Who says she can't cultivate?】
【Honestly, such talent would be wasted not cultivating. It's like burying a precious jade underground.】
Miaomiao possessed a supreme cultivation physique. Frankly, even if all five of these female leads teamed up against her, they'd have to resort to underhanded tactics.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. Miao Miao waited thirteen years, then shattered the dungeon with sheer raw power!
Need I say more about what she's made of?
Becoming an immortal is merely the first step in her vengeance. Destroying heaven and earth is but a casual act along the path of retribution.
To her eyes, all beings across the Three Realms were her enemies.
Immortals are mere weeds to her, and even the gods tremble before her three-foot-long jade sword. With a single stomp, the Three Realms quake in terror!
You think Cheng Liang killed her in the end?
No, no, no. She is an immortal being. In the end, Cheng Liang could only seal her away, thus ending that catastrophe!
Could she cultivate immortality? Truth be told, Su Cheng really didn't want her to cultivate…
Though she understood fate, heaven too could change; Though she knew of human calamity, there was no escape; If she left the choice to others, then this destiny would no longer be Miao Miao's own.
"Whether it can be done or not—no one else decides. Only Miao Miao herself decides."
【If it were possible, I wish for all kind-hearted souls to turn misfortune into fortune and live happily ever after.】
This isn't defying fate—it's your own choice.
【Even if you truly became the troubled child I couldn't save, it would never be your fault.】
Saying what Miao Miao wanted to hear wasn't difficult, but this time Su Cheng didn't dismiss her like last time. He simply handed the choice over to Miao Miao.
Truthfully, it wasn't difficult for Su Cheng, but she didn't want to manipulate this child's destiny.
If possible, she hoped this child—the future God of Death—could also experience this world.
Even if the world is cruel in every way, there is always beauty worth protecting.
If possible, Su Cheng hoped Miao Miao could experience that beauty too, rather than being hurt time and time again.
Su Cheng seemed to be trying to appear profound, but in the face of mind-reading superpowers, it seemed utterly pointless.
Su Cheng's air of mystery wasn't cool—it was almost comical?
But Miao Miao remained silent, choosing instead to turn and walk away. She understood this was stubbornness—a laughable pride not worth mentioning, a worthless sense of dignity.
Right or wrong, she remained unchanged—what she desired could never be obtained through charity or pity.
Just like the girl she once was—though timid, though she'd taken a reckless path to become a petty thief—she'd never resorted to begging on the streets.
This was the last thing the girl had left, the only thing she could take pride in. If she lost it, she would never regain what mattered most to her.
She would prove to Su Cheng that she was worthy, that she deserved it.
"Where are you going, Miaomiao?" Li Shiyao stopped her, genuinely curious. In Li Shiyao's eyes, the Master's actions were unmistakably a gesture of goodwill.
Few could resist such an offer, and she wanted to know why.
She couldn't comprehend why anyone would turn down the olive branch offered by the Master.
"Second Young Miss, Miaomiao intends to take this opportunity to explore Ling Mountain. It's her first time visiting such a place~"
Li Shiyao looked pensive. Though she was a bit of a simpleton, she knew Miao Miao probably wouldn't tell her the answer she wanted to hear.
She wanted to know, but she wasn't foolish enough to ask outright.
"Shiyu will accompany Miaomiao. I've been sitting here all morning—so boring~"
"Second Young Miss, of course you may."
"Miaomiao can just call Shiyu by her name. After all, Miaomiao is Shiyu's good friend, right?"
Miaomiao seemed a bit flattered: "Is that okay?"
"Of course~ Miao Miao is so pretty and kind. Shiyu loves Miao Miao, meow meow meow meow~"
Little did Miaomiao know that this seemingly simple-minded Second Young Lady was the very girl the Northern Domain had ordered her to kill.
At that time, the Second Young Miss had been inhabiting Ye Qinghan's body.
What surprised Ye Qinghan was that Su Cheng had accepted Su Muchan as a disciple. But what surprised him even more was that she had been accepted as an outer sect disciple.
All this unfolded just as she was about to approach her master to warn him to be wary of Su Muchan.
Before she could even get close, her master had already made his decision.
Truthfully, if it had been anyone else—even Chu Youwei—she wouldn't have worried at all. Even Chu Youwei could hear her master's thoughts.
Because she knew Chu Youwei loved her master.
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