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In the depths of the courtyard, bathed in moonlight like flowing water, Ye Xingchen stood alone in silence.
The surroundings were utterly still, with only the gentle rustle of leaves stirred by the night breeze, as if whispering tales of endless pasts. Ye Xingchen's gaze was profound, seemingly piercing through the barriers of time and space, bringing him back to the moment he first crossed into this world.
Years had rushed by in a blur. From that fateful moment when his soul unexpectedly arrived in this realm on the brink of death, to now standing as a pivotal figure in the Xia Kingdom, Ye Xingchen's journey had been far more tumultuous and splendid than an entire lifetime in his previous world.
The battles fought on the edge of death and the intricate power struggles he had navigated had forged his current status and strength. However, as time flowed on, several younger members of his family and disciples had gradually left this courtyard to pursue their own paths.
Whenever he thought of this, a wave of loneliness would rise within Ye Xingchen's heart. They might be out there in this vast world, writing their own legends.
At this moment, Ye Xingchen was left alone in the courtyard. Suddenly, he recalled the quirky and lively little girl, Ye Ling, and a warm smile involuntarily spread across his face.
Ye Ling always had a way of dispelling the shadows in his heart with her innocent laughter and naive words, bringing him endless joy. Yet even such precious companionship would eventually lead to parting one day.
Ye Xingchen understood well that as Ye Ling grew older, she too would embark on her own journey of trials and tribulations, facing blood and fire in her cultivation pursuits, striving for higher realms of martial arts. This was a path every Heaven-chosen one must tread; it was a necessary journey for them all.
With these thoughts weighing on him, Ye Xingchen let out a soft sigh, a hint of unnoticeable worry crossing his brow. Just then, a sweet yet youthful voice broke through his reverie from outside the door: "Master, why are you sighing? Is something troubling you? If you don’t tell Xiao Ling Er, I’ll definitely help you deal with whoever is making you unhappy when I cultivate!"
Upon hearing this voice, Ye Xingchen looked up to see his beloved disciple Ye Ling standing at the door. She wore a concerned expression, her eyes shining with determination as if she were already capable of standing strong on her own.
A warm current surged through Ye Xingchen's heart, and he couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Xiao Ling Er is so good! When you cultivate successfully in the future, you must protect your master!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling immediately straightened up and nodded seriously; her demeanor was both earnest and adorable. Seeing this made Ye Xingchen laugh again with delight before his expression turned serious as he asked with concern: "Xiao Ling Er, how has your cultivation been lately? What level have you reached with your eye technique?"
At his question, a hint of shyness flashed across Ye Ling's face as she lowered her head and spoke softly: "Reporting to Master, I’m rather dull-witted; I've only reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment and my eye technique is only at the third level."
After saying this, she sneakily glanced up at Ye Xingchen, fearing that he might be disappointed with her progress.
Upon hearing her words, Ye Xingchen felt as if he had been struck dumb in place.
He looked on in shock and disbelief at the young girl before him, Xiao Ling Er. In just a few short months, she had actually reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, and she was still not yet ten years old. Ye Xingchen couldn't help but marvel at her terrifying innate talent.
He understood well that those with extraordinary gifts would naturally have a much smoother path in their cultivation journey, and the progress Xiao Ling Er had displayed far exceeded his expectations. However, when he turned to look at her, he found that his little disciple stood there with a guilty expression, seemingly dissatisfied with her own cultivation progress.
Ye Xingchen pondered to himself; this child had a pure heart and was so eager to improve. He must ensure that she does not become arrogant due to her momentary achievements.
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