Is This Really a Proper Master-Disciple Relationship?

Look closely, this Nameless is now apprenticing in his master's courtyard, full of ambition and eager to make a name for himself.

However, he failed to notice that his master seemed to have some different thoughts about him, which put the Nameless in a very bad situation.

The sun in Luofu hung not far from the horizon. At this moment, Bai Luoming stood with his arms outstretched, in a horse stance.

Not far from Bai Luoming, Jingliu sat on a stone bench, holding a cup of tea and watching Bai Luoming's every move.

Bailu held snacks in her hand, occasionally popping a little into her mouth, her eyes fixed on the Jade Abacus on the table.

Bai Luoming has been practicing the horse stance for half a system time now. In fact, with his physique, he doesn't feel much when practicing the horse stance. Even if his body gets a little tired from doing a movement for too long, the Stellaron in his chest will surge with energy to repair it.

Feeling his body brimming with energy, Bai Luoming couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, questioning whether Jingliu on practicing the horse stance was truly meaningful.

Perhaps noticing that Bai Luoming's movements had become somewhat relaxed, Jingliu down his teacup and said seriously to Bai Luoming, "Don't get distracted!"

"It's Master!"

Jingliu's serious words instantly reminded Bai Luoming of when he was in school and was called out by the teacher for daydreaming in class.

But in an instant, Bai Luoming realized that he should be boldly questioning his master's authority and demanding that he cancel the horse stance, shouldn't he?

Without hesitation, Bai Luoming maintained his horse stance and loudly asked Jingliu Liu, "Master, with my physique, is practicing the horse stance really meaningful?"

Jingliu took a sip of tea, maintaining the solemnity befitting a master, and said to Bai Luoming, "Of course it's meaningful. The most important thing in martial arts is the foundation, and practicing horse stance is a great way to train the foundation. A solid foundation is very important."

Upon hearing this, Bailu, who was eating snacks nearby, nodded repeatedly in agreement with Jingliu's words, and looked up at Bai Luoming to speak earnestly.

"That's true. Although I'm not skilled in martial arts, I started my medical studies with pharmacology. A solid foundation is very important."

Bai Luoming watched the two of them working together, his face darkening. He knew the importance of a solid foundation, but practicing horse stance was really useless for him. Besides, his time was precious; he couldn't spend all his time in Luofu practicing horse stance!

Thinking of this, he retorted, "But my foundation isn't bad. Putting aside everything else, practicing horse stance really doesn't have much effect, and I'm not even sure how long I can stay in Luofu."

After saying that, Bai Luoming looked at Jingliu and said playfully, "Besides, I became an apprentice to learn skills. I believe my master wouldn't want to see me angrily leave the sect because of practicing horse stance all the time, right?"

Jingliu listened to Bai Luoming's words, his brows furrowing deeply as he fell into deep thought.

Bai Luoming remained calm and stood up, quietly waiting for Jingliu to come to a conclusion.

While waiting, he even went to the stone table, drank the tea in one gulp, and also grabbed a bag of snacks from Bailu, eating them while waiting.

Bai Luoming's actions naturally drew strong dissatisfaction from Bailu, who knew that the snacks she had kept until now were all her favorites.

Just as Bailu was about to harshly condemn Bai Luoming's behavior, Jingliu spoke first, saying to Bai Luoming, "Hmm, what you said does make sense."

"Right, right, I told you it made sense."

Jingliu ignored Bai Luoming's words and instead asked him earnestly, "So, what do you want to learn?"

"I'll learn anything my master teaches that will make me stronger."

Upon hearing this, Jingliu pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, "How about I teach you the methods of military campaigns?"

Bai Luoming listened to Jingliu's words with some doubt. Wasn't it agreed before he became Jing Liu's apprentice that he would be taught skills? What was going on now?

However, since Jingliu wanted to play, he wouldn't refuse, and asked, "I wonder if Master's so-called military campaigns can make me stronger?"

"This strategy emphasizes military cooperation, not individual bravery; it is truly a matter of strategic planning and command."

Hearing Jingliu's explanation, Bai Luoming refused without hesitation, saying, "Strategic planning is not as good as individual effort; I won't learn it!"

"How about I teach you the Art of Flying Sword Manipulation?"

Hearing this, Bai Luoming became interested. Wasn't controlling flying swords exactly what Yanqing had learned? He quickly pressed for details, asking, "Master, what exactly is this Art of Flying Sword Manipulation?"

"Flying sword manipulation emphasizes fractal control of the flying sword, primarily Wielding the Sword with Qi."

Upon hearing this, Bai Luoming was somewhat disappointed. According to the restrictions given by his future self, his second form could only be activated by holding it in his hand. Wasn't this a clear weakening? Besides, if he really wanted to fly on a sword, he could simply buy a sword with built-in artificial intelligence that could fly on its own.

Thinking of this, Bai Luoming quickly shook his head and said to Jingliu, "Controlling flying swords is not as good as having a sword in hand. I won't learn it!"

Hearing Bai Luoming's repeated refusals, Jingliu had no choice but to stand up and say to Bai Luoming, "Since that's the case, then so be it."

Upon hearing this, Bai Luoming excitedly said to Jingliu, "Then let's go! As long as I can become stronger, I'm not afraid of any hardship or fatigue!"

"Ah, that's for the best."

After saying that, Jingliu walked towards Bai Luoming with an inscrutable smile.

"Master, do I think something's not quite right with us right now?"

Why do you say that?

Looking at Jingliu Liu clinging to him, Bai Luoming felt like crying. Actually, when Jingliu was teaching him step by step at the beginning, he could understand.

After all, his foundation was weak, so teaching him step by step wasn't a big problem, but now it's clearly not going well!

At this moment, Jingliu lying behind him, her hands adjusting his posture so that he was in a standard pose.

If you ignore the soft touch from behind and the occasional low breaths from Jingliu in his ear, it seems normal.

Bai Luoming forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and said to Jingliu, "Master, is this really the right way to teach? You..."

Jingliu looked at Bai Luoming, frowned, and scolded, "What's wrong? Go out and see, isn't this how everyone teaches their children?"

Of course, the teaching method of the Jingliu is not how a normal master should teach his disciple. But if it were a wife teaching her husband, then it would be perfectly reasonable.

However, Jingliu would definitely not say it out loud.

After saying that, Jingliu's actions became bolder, and he even pretended to correct his sword-wielding posture, openly rubbing against him from behind.

Bai Luoming noticed Jingliu's increasingly audacious actions and looked somewhat helpless. Finding a master like this had led him into a den of wolves; there was no one else like him.

Just as Jingliu's hand slid down imperceptibly, Bai Luoming's terminal in his pocket rang.

Hearing the shrill ringtone, Jingliu frowned, but stopped what she was doing and waited for Bai Luoming to answer the phone.

Feeling the movement behind him stop, Bai Luoming breathed a sigh of relief, took out his terminal, and pressed the call button.

The moment the connection button was pressed, Xing's voice came from the terminal.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you all day, and you haven't replied to any messages! And you went out alone!"

Although the sound coming from the terminal wasn't very pleasant to hear, it was like heavenly music to Bai Luoming's ears at that moment.

Heaven knows how he got here. Now that he's finally escaped Jingliu's clutches, he's seizing the opportunity and shouting into Star's terminal, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm going back now!"

"Why are you being so obedient now? Never mind, you'd better hurry up and go back."

After saying that, Xing hung up the call.

Bai Luoming, holding the disconnected communication device, turned to look at Jingliu. Before he could speak, Jingliu's voice drifted into his ears.

"Who was that on the phone just now? Was it someone you're very close to?"

Seeing Jingliu suddenly fall ill, Bai Luoming broke out in a cold sweat, but he still tried to remain calm and explained, "It's a fellow traveler from the train. It's getting late, and he's asking when I'm going back."

Why go back? Isn't it better to stay here?

When Jingliu heard Bai Luoming say he wanted to go back, his tone became even more dangerous, and his aggressive gaze was fixed on Bai Luoming without any attempt to hide it.

"Aha... we still have to go back, after all, they're comrades..."

After saying that, Bai Luoming twisted his body, but found that his body was tightly restrained by Jingliu.

Even with his strength, he couldn't break free from Jingliu's confinement and could only move within a limited area.

"What are you all doing? It's getting late, I need to go home!"

Just as he was in despair, Bailu Lu's voice rang in their ears as they said goodbye. Upon hearing the voice, Jingliu's movements faltered slightly, and the previously solid blockade began to loosen.

After Bailu finished speaking, she ignored the two people in their strange positions, tidied herself up quickly, and strode away from the courtyard.

Bai Luoming sensed this was a good opportunity and unhesitatingly broke free from Jingliu's embrace, saying earnestly to Jingliu, "Master, it's getting late, this disciple will head back now. Ming... um, I'll come see you again next time..."

After Bai Luoming finished speaking, he moved towards the courtyard gate, but before he could step out, an ice wall completely blocked the gate.

"What did you mean just now? What do you mean by 'come again next time'?"

Jingliu's voice turned icy cold, his scarlet eyes glaring at Bai Luoming, even the light in his eyes had vanished.

Seeing that leaving was hopeless, Bai Luoming felt somewhat helpless and could only whisper in protest, "Master, you..."

"I said, what did you mean by that? Don't make me ask you a third time!!"

As Jingliu spoke, he conjured an ice sword in his hand, raised it, and walked towards Bai Luoming, as if he were ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"... I'm sorry, Master, I shouldn't have said that."

Upon seeing Jingliu's appearance, Bai Luoming slid to his knees at lightning speed and apologized to Jingliu.

Just kidding, if you see someone who seems to be possessed by Mara-Struck, carrying a sword and walking towards you, especially if you can't beat that person, you'll probably behave yourself.

After Bai Luoming apologized, Jingliu stopped and stood still, staring at Bai Luoming as if waiting for his explanation.

Bai Luoming breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Jingliu's reaction; at least Jingliu still retained some rationality and could give him a chance to explain.

His mind was racing, trying to find a way out of this predicament. Although the simplest solution was to stay, it was only March 7th yesterday... If he didn't return home today, Evernight would tear him apart!

Jingliu seemed to be getting impatient. His eyes flashed red, and his gaze swept over Bai Luoming like lightning, hinting at a desire to continue forward.

Bai Luoming had no choice but to loudly apologize, "I'm sorry, Master, but my companions are still waiting for me."

After saying that, Bai Luoming strode forward, pulled Jingliu into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Master, I'll come see you again tomorrow, what do you think?"

Feeling Bai Luoming's warm embrace and hearing his whispers, Jingliu's stiff body went limp, and even the ice sword in his hand clattered to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Bai Luoming admitted that he had been gambling before, but judging from Jingliu's current reaction...

Clearly, he made the right bet.

Bai Luoming held Jingliu for a while longer, until he was sure she had calmed down, before letting go and saying to Jingliu, "Master, it's getting late, I'll head back now?"

Having said that, he tentatively continued toward the door, and soon reached the solid ice blocking the entrance.

Even now, Jingliu still hasn't made a move, simply standing there watching Bai Luoming.

Bai Luoming was relieved. He punched the solid ice, shattering it into pieces. Standing at the door, he waved goodbye to Jingliu earnestly, "Goodbye, Master. I'll come see you again tomorrow."