Xing Wenyin finished speaking and returned to the courtyard.
Jin Ji, Little Cai, and the others wore strange expressions as they watched her. They had all heard her shameless boast—she wanted to withstand Su Hao's sword strike?!
Even the Six-Tusked White Elephant's eyes widened as he stared at that tiny figure. After holding back his laughter for a while, he called out, "Hey! Little runt, you've got some nerve! The day you can withstand Su Hao's sword, Elephant Lord will take you as his master!"
"Hmph, are you mocking me for overestimating myself?
You'll see that day, but I don't need a wicked disciple like you. When the time comes, you can guard my home and courtyard!"
Xing Wenyin's adorable little face was full of disdain, making her look even more adorable.
"Huh? Your mouth is even bigger than mine. Are you asking for a beating?!"
As he spoke, the Six-Tusked White Elephant moved to smack Xing Wenyin again.
Seeing this, Little Cai hurried over to smooth things over. She had liked this little white-haired, beast-eared girl at first sight. Especially after learning that she might become Su Hao's disciple, she had taken the initiative to get closer to her.
However, Xing Wenyin was proud and ill-mannered. After spending these days together, she had only softened slightly toward Jin Ji and a few others.
On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the second year, Xing Wenyin hurried to the cultivation chamber and challenged Su Hao.
Su Hao heavily injured her with a single finger.
In the third year, Xing Wenyin challenged Su Hao again.
The fourth year...
It was the same every year. She fought time and again, lost time and again, yet never lost heart.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
Su Hao defeated