My teacher is a deity.

Chapter 21 A Sweet Night

Late at night, in a camp outside the Green Valley Underground City.

The firelight flickered, and Shi Qing was cooking rice.

It must be said that Shi Qing's craftsmanship is actually quite good.

Some fresh game meat that I caught on the spot, along with the seasonings I brought, and wild melons and fruits.

Simply chop it up, toss it into a pot to stew, and the delicious aroma is simply irresistible.

Some small wild animals hid in the distance, hoping to get a few bites.

Unfortunately, some people don't want to share their food even if they don't eat it.

"Are you still angry?"

Vichy didn't say anything, just turned his back to his teacher, sulking.

Shi Qing shook his head. Ever since Vichy came up from the pit, he had been sulking.

He could roughly guess what Vichy was angry about.

After all, it was far too dangerous. That evil creation was far beyond Vishi's ability to fight back. If he was not careful, he would really die.

Although the path of cultivating immortality is inherently one of seeking wealth and fortune amidst peril, my instructions were indeed somewhat presumptuous, imposing my own thinking on Vichy.

After all, Vishi was only a sixteen-year-old boy. Although he had experienced life and death many times, his character still needed to be tempered.

Or perhaps, not everyone embarks on the path of immortality for the same deep-seated hatred as me. In the end, Vixi didn't crave much; he simply wanted to be admitted to a sect.

I was pushing myself too hard; not everyone with exceptional talent is destined for greatness.

The challenges ahead can be more relaxed.

Just as Shi Qing was about to speak, Vixi's muffled voice rang out.

"Teacher, I'm not afraid of danger."

"Um?"

"If you say you need those things, I will definitely go and get them."

"......"

"But you can't leave things unsaid!"

Shi Qing fluttered her wings slightly and landed on Vichy's shoulder, burying her face deeply in her arms.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to say it. In his memory, his master had passed away very early, and he didn't have much experience interacting with people.

During his cultivation, he lived among wild beasts, facing near-death experiences.

When he was in the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages, he did not accept disciples or open a sect. Instead, he fought against both the demonic and righteous paths and explored the secret realms of heaven and earth.

By the time he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he had missed the time to connect with people on a deeper level. He had no Daoist partner, no friends, and only people who revered and hated him.

He really didn't know how to answer Vichy.

After a moment's thought, Shi Qing remembered what his master had told him.

"You are my apprentice, I will definitely protect you."

Vichy paused for a moment, revealing half of her face as she looked at Shi Qing, her crimson eyes flickering slightly.

"From now on, just say what you mean, and don't be a riddle-maker anymore!"

"Okay, let's eat first."

Unbeknownst to her, Vichy had already filled a pot to the brim with soup.

It was filled with rice, vegetables, and meat, with a little bit of oil floating on top, making it look quite different from the bread she usually eats.

"This is a vegetable stew, my master taught me how to make it, it's delicious."

Vichy took a small bite and found it really delicious, exclaiming in surprise, "My teacher's teacher is actually a master chef!"

"No, he's not a chef at all; this is all he knows how to cook."

"Uh, does that mean the teacher only knows this one trick?"

Shi Qing fell silent, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

"It's alright, teacher. I'll cook for you. I know a lot of dishes!"

The nun once taught me that if I couldn't become a monk, I should become a chef.

They say that even in a famine, the cook won't starve.

Soon, after finishing a bowl of vegetable soup, Vichy's previously tense nerves relaxed again.

The previous exploration had really exhausted her. Not only did she fight the floating corpses for four hours, but she was also almost swallowed by the basilisk monster.

She had never experienced such an exciting day in her life.

Looking at the slightly bulging martial arts blood flames on her hands, she wondered if she could defeat the steel puppet that had just entered the academy.

At that moment, Shi Qing grabbed the thick snakeskin, lost in thought.

"Vichy, this snakeskin is extremely valuable. Let me forge a weapon for you."

"arms?"

Vichy blinked, looked at the snakeskin again, and pointed to himself.

"For me?"

"Otherwise? Even magical artifacts require cultivation. Do you think I need this as my magical artifact?"

Vichy blushed even more, and she smiled shyly.

"Stop grinning like an idiot. Tell me, what kind of weapon do you want? This snakeskin has a lot of metal mixed in, so it's good for forging swords or making armor."

Vichy: "Then I'll take a pair of boxing gloves!"

"Aren't you going to make flying swords anymore?"

"Yes... but good iron should be used on the blade."

"Ha, you're quite practical."

Shi Qing smiled and casually tossed the snakeskin into the furnace where magic power had been condensed, beginning the forging process.

"Do you want light or heavy gauntlets? What kind of magic do you want to add?"

"Think carefully, because starting over is a huge hassle."

"...Vichy?"

Seeing that Wei Xi didn't react, Shi Qing turned his head away. At some point, Wei Xi suddenly leaned against the tree, and a steady snoring sound slowly rose from her lips.

She was so tired today that she fell asleep as soon as she relaxed.

"Oh, what a child."

......

at the same time.

In Gem City.

Adventurers' Guild.

The hall was packed with people, all staring in surprise at a notice.

Adventurers, recent geological disturbances have detected a new dungeon. The exact location will be announced in three days.

"Hey, a new dungeon!"

"I saw it! My eyes aren't blind!"

"Stop talking, hurry up and get ready, let's go pick up the money!"

In a dark corner amidst the commotion in the lobby.

An ordinary-looking man was looking down.

"Yes, that's right. Ryan has torn off all pretense and exposed Midoriya."

"Yes, I will send people to prepare to erase those things. What? The bishop has disappeared?!"

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something extraordinary.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the crowd, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

A moment later, he left the tavern, his sleeves fluttering to reveal the magical pathways hidden beneath.

The magical circuits intertwined, like a bloody gash on an arm.

If the Knights of Law were to see this, they would surely recognize it as the symbol of the Child of Shadows.

......

Gem City, Lord's Castle.

Contrary to his usual behavior, Viscount Ryan did not go to rest.

Instead, he sat in the main seat, waiting for something.

As the moon rose to its highest point and its bright light fell, a phantom suddenly appeared before him.

"Tsk tsk, Ryan, did you stay here specifically to sit in jail with me?"

Ryan looked at the phantom, his eyes revealing obvious disgust.

"Ha, Children of Shadows, you are getting more and more insane."

"Alright, Ryan, let's skip the pleasantries and get started."

"That suits me perfectly."

A murderous glint flashed in Ryan's eyes, and his figure became illusory as he stepped into the arena of death together with the illusory figure.

Fifth-tier forces fight fifth-tier forces; before the dust settles in the outside world, no one should interfere with the outside world.

This was the assistance he had promised to give Hegesius; he would personally stop the Shadow Bishop who was parasitizing the Blood Demon.

He couldn't concern himself with much else.