My teacher is a deity.

Chapter 12 Red Stone and Pegasus

The news of Finn's violent death in the street did not spread.

Perhaps Hegesius controlled the spread of the news, or perhaps the authorities intentionally suppressed this vampire scandal.

In short, Vichy had a relatively peaceful few days afterward.

Every evening at six o'clock sharp, Shi Qing would grab him and throw him into the arena to fight, and then he would return at two o'clock in the morning to listen to Shi Qing's lectures and practice various spells.

From refining treasures and medicines to formations, talismans, spiritual plants, and spirit beasts, as well as various supernatural powers and spells, Shi Qing taught her a great deal.

But it's a pity.

"Vichy, give up, you can't learn it."

"Instead of hitting a brick wall in the wrong direction, you might as well throw more punches."

"Look, I taught you how to refine treasures and pills, but you ended up brewing poison and producing nothing but waste."

"I taught you array formations and talismans, but you can't even draw straight lines, and you still can't raise spirit plants and beasts... Sigh, I won't go on."

Shi Qing looked at Wei Xi earnestly and earnestly advised her.

"......"

"Teacher, I want a spiritual root."

Vichy pouted, buried her face between her legs, curled up in the corner of the room, and stared blankly at the pile of black medicine residue.

"This has nothing to do with spiritual roots; it's simply that you have an unbalanced talent."

Looking at the pile of rubble, Shi Qing said, "You have only been practicing the Blood Python Fist for four or five days, yet you have already grown a six-inch-long blood bone, and you are also adept at using the blood flame. You have even touched the threshold of the most difficult blood intent."

Even those with celestial spiritual roots don't progress in cultivation as rapidly as you.

Why insist on pursuing a path you're not good at?

"But flying swords are so cool!"

"I want to fly on a sword too!"

Vichy stared longingly at the steel straight sword behind Shi Qing.

Yesterday, on a whim, Shi Qing used his sword control technique on Vixi, flying her through the woods outside the city for quite a while.

Along the way, they encountered various wild monsters, but before Vishi could even get a good look at them, several flying swords severed their heads!

The sword light, the scene—Vichy thought it was incredibly cool!

Where can you find magic that's this cool?

Although she had practiced the Blood Python Fist, she was still a girl, so of course she felt that fighting was not as cool as wielding a sword!

Upon hearing this, Shi Qing immediately regretted using the sword control technique in front of Vixi.

He originally intended to take Vishi out to relax and experiment with the various spells he had improved over the past few days.

As a result, Vishi immediately took a liking to the sword control technique.

This reminded Shi Qing of his past life.

When ordinary people mention cultivators, they think of sword cultivators, imagining them in flowing white robes, flying on swords, and fighting with a multitude of swords descending from the heavens and returning to their origin—incredibly cool.

According to some enthusiasts, nearly half of the cultivators embark on the path of immortality for this very reason.

But in reality, they only realized the sinister intentions of the sword cultivators after they embarked on the path of immortality.

Don't be fooled by how cool they look wielding swords; they've actually spent all their wealth on their signature swords, and they're all quite poor.

Why do sword cultivators like to venture into ruins? They say it's to temper their sword heart and hone their skills.

Ultimately, wasn't it because that flying sword had consumed all his wealth, and he lacked the ability to produce various talismans, pills, and magic arrays to make money?

Damn that sword cultivator! He misled my disciple and caused me so much harm!

After much deliberation, Shi Qing could only make a promise to Wei Xi.

Once she completes her Qi refining and masters the Blood Python Fist, I will forge her a greatsword with fully automatic sword control techniques.

Although there was suspicion of impersonating a swordsman, it fulfilled Vichy's wish.

After receiving her parents' promise, Vichy finally smiled, but then suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her face turned red.

"Teacher, I'm so sorry..."

"Um?"

"You've taught me so much, and I still ask you for this..."

"What nonsense! Isn't it normal for a master to give his disciple something good?"

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Vichy became curious about the relationship between her teacher and her teacher's teacher.

The master-disciple relationship among the people of the Ancient Sand Kingdom seems to be different from that among the vampires.

She had overheard the vampire mages who had already entered the Imperial Academy gossiping that their mentors often exploited them.

Not only were they required to conduct various tedious and repetitive experiments, but their compensation was also pitifully low. In fact, some of the spells and spellcasting materials they developed did not belong to them and had to be supplied to their mentors.

Hehe, your own teacher is still the best.

Just as Vichy was grinning foolishly, his newly bought alarm clock suddenly went off.

It was six o'clock in the evening again, and Vichy should be going to the arena to earn money for his medicine and hone his boxing skills.

"Um, teacher, can I skip it today?"

"Feeling lazy?"

"No, I go back to the orphanage once a month on this day to do volunteer work for the nuns."

"An orphanage? Nuns?"

"Yes, Sister Pavitt is the headmistress of Redstone Orphanage. I came from there, so she's like my foster mother."

Upon hearing this, Shi Qing immediately recalled the magical knowledge about consciousness and runes he had seen in Vichy's notes.

He had assumed that Sister Pavit was a priest like Hegeus, but possessed some kind of mysterious magical skill.

But things seem to be much more complicated than he thought.

After a moment's thought, he used his divine sense to roll up several talismans he had crafted over the past few days and stuff them into Vichy's backpack. He also put several newly forged iron swords back into their scabbards.

"Okay, but you'll have to catch up on your homework later."

"Take all these things with you, just in case."

Upon hearing this, Vichy realized that he seemed to be carrying a lot of things back to his hometown, making him look like one of those adventurers exploring dungeons.

Fortunately, his body had been tempered by the Blood Python Fist over the past few days, making him much stronger and more powerful than before, which made it easier to lift him up.

After a long time.

Inside the carriage shed outside Gem City.

After much deliberation, Vichy finally chose a carriage driven by a puppet. After paying the toll, she embarked on a bumpy journey to Redstone Town.

Redstone Town is quite far from Gem City, making it a true rural area.

Due to the extremely serious incident of the Hemorrhage Night Birth, Redstone Town is now sparsely populated, and the road leading to the town is bumpy and uneven.

But Vichy was still very happy.

She lay on the roof of the carriage, gazing at the night sky where countless stars twinkled, the winds of homecoming blowing in her ears.

She longed to become a mage and help the nuns repair the orphanage, a dream she had never dared to voice before.

And now, that once unattainable dream is no longer so distant thanks to Shi Qing's teachings.

She longed to share this good news with Sister Pavitt.

However, it seems that fate always has a way of chasing people, and soon Vichy's good mood vanished completely.

After crossing a hillside, the town of Redstone finally came into view.

But besides her familiar hometown, there were also some people she felt shouldn't be there.

Those are the steeds of the law, galloping past with a whoosh; the knights of the law are rushing toward Redstone Town.