9 I will make my master happy from now on (1/2)

Sound of rustling leaves gave a unique sense of tranquility to the mountains of Immortal Divinity Sect which was filled with discordant noises just until yesterday.

A day had already passed since the disciple selection trial.

The entrants of the trial remained the same, yet their position totally different.

The ones who were selected were now the disciples of the Immortal Divinity Sect who would walk in the path towards immortality.

On the other hand, the ones who were sent outside of the gates would return to their hometown to live the life of a mortal.

From this short point of converge, these two group of entrants would probably walk in a separate path that may never meet ever again.

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(MC's POV)

If you think that I have no idea on how to interact with females despite my years of experience.

Then congrats, you are in luck.

Because I really have no idea on how to raise this female disciple of mine.

...….

(Disciple's POV)

Standing before my immortal cave, I turned to look at the sky whose former blue had turned into a deep shade of yellowish red.

Obviously, I was not here to admire the sky but to meet the person airborne in the middle.

Hovering in the air on his flying sword was a young man who looked in his early twenties.

He had a cool face which some may consider as stoic, white clothing which seemed spotless from external dirt, sharp eyebrows and a well-defined face which one could only describe as handsome.

He was my master.

Seeing his appearance, I subconsciously stepped back to hide my scarred face and lean body.

To tell the truth, I never understood why he chose me as his disciple.

It was obvious that I did not have any talent.

Nor did I have any looks, nor background, nor resources.

I had nothing to offer.

Since I had nothing to give him, I could only make sure to keep my gratitude deep within my heart.

”Take this as a gift from me.”

He said as he threw a small bag which seemed to be weaved with a red silk into my hands.

A bit curious, I loosened the thin fabric binding the upper portion of the bag.

Suddenly, my surrounding was filled with female clothing of various design and colors.

”W-What.”

I was surprised.

As a person who had not encountered much mysticism despite being a former noble (mortal kingdom), the scene was too bizarre for me.

Not noticing my surprise, he said in a low tone.

”You can have all of it.”

Eh.

For me.

I looked at the numerous clothing which seemed to be worn by princesses and daughters of great status, and then looked at myself.

My elbows were as thin as stick.

My torn rags showed my ribs.

My hair was as short as a boy's.

And although I could not see it, I knew that my face was scarred because I had done so to survive in the slums at the past.

But now, I realized that I was no longer a kid living in the slums.

However, I also had a realization that my face was no longer the one I had when I was living as a noble either.

Thinking so, I laughed bitterly at myself in irony.

Truly, life never goes the way I want it to.

Perhaps, it does not go for others as well.

My thoughts had yet to progress when the stoic person in the flying sword called out to me.

”Don't forget to take the beauty and body pills as well. I will wait here while you go and change.”

”A disciple of Xin Fan does not need to live in misery.”

Then, I cried.