Deep in the South Sea, in a dark and lightless place.
The original island could hardly be considered an island anymore at this point.
Could something that had sunk to the ocean floor still be called an island?
Inside the main hall, Cheng Yue lay on his own seat, looking at young A-B that he had casually pulled out.
A strange smile hung on the corners of his mouth.
Right at the peak of his enjoyment, a figure walked over from the side.
"Master, what cultivation manual are you reading? You're smiling so weirdly."
As the voice rang out, Cheng Yue was so startled that he shuddered directly.
The book in his hand dropped straight to the ground.
Nuwa was just preparing to lower her head to look, but Cheng Yue reacted rather quickly, directly pointing with a single hand.
The book vanished from the spot in a fraction of a second.
Only then did he finally heave a sigh of relief.
"It's just an idle book, nothing meaningful. Your main task right now is cultivation, so you don't need to read these books."
Seeing his master's panicked expression, Nuwa realized this matter was not simple.
At this moment, Nuwa looked at Cheng Yue before her with a trace of suspicion in her gaze.
"Master, I feel like you're lying to me. It must be a Divine Ability, but you just don't want to pass it on to me."
"Alas, as expected, I am no longer Master's most beloved disciple."
"You've cast me aside just like this, and you won't even teach me Divine Abilities anymore."
Cheng Yue's head swelled enormously. Let her see that book?
Had he gone mad?
If it turned out to be seen as improper, wouldn't his image as a master instantly shatter?
Unbefitting, unbefitting.
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