The Disciple Reward System
Chapter 9: The Old Conflict

"Hmm? What's problem?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan unwillingly raised her gaze and looked at Lu Yanran in bewilderment.

“My original name is not Lu Yanran. My real name is Yue..”.

Lu Yanran revealed the secret hidden in his mind.

It was clear in Lu Yanran's heart that Ye Xuan was already a person worthy of being completely trusted. Otherwise, he would not have revealed the secret he had been hiding for so many years.

Ye Xuan's eyes slowly turned cold.

He never expected his disciple to have such a tragic background.

Lu Yanran once lived in an ordinary small mountain village. Most of the villagers were ordinary people who had never practiced before. There were only a few cultivators who practiced at the qi transformation state, but their core was only at the third or fourth stage.

The name of the villagers was simple and simple. Back then, Lu Yanran's name was Yue.

Although the villagers did not have much money, they were still independent. All the families are happy enough.

However, one day this peace is marred by a group of bandits who appear out of nowhere. These bandits robbed the entire village and took all of its young and beautiful girls.

Back then, Lu Yanran was only ten years old. Since he and his father were chopping firewood on a mountain not far from the village, he was lucky enough to escape this disaster.

......

When they returned to the village, the bandits had slaughtered everyone. The survivors of the village had left, and the village became a sea of blood.

They thought the bandits would not come back. They did not expect that they would come back again after resting for a while.

Not only did they rob the villagers of money and food, but they even slaughtered everyone they could get their hands on.

Paying the price of his father's life, Lu Yanran fled to the Netherworld Forest.

The Netherworld Forest was filled with all kinds of powerful ferocious beasts, so the bandits did not chase after him. Lu Yanran was lucky to survive.

However, old man Lu Yanran was not that lucky and was killed at the hands of the bandits.

Lu Yanran witnessed all of this with his own eyes from the forest. One could imagine how much his heart ached at that moment.

Until now, Lu Yanran still vaguely recalled his father's last words before dying.

“Yue, you have to keep living. Don't take our revenge. As long as you live a good life, Father and Mother can die without regrets!”

However, how could he not avenge his parents?

Back then, he did not even have the strength to tie a chicken. He had yet to step onto the path of cultivation. His father naturally did not want him to take revenge and lose his life in vain!

It was probably thanks to God that even though the Netherworld Forest was filled with powerful demonic beasts, Lu Yanran had passed through it without any problems.

After Lu Yanran left the Netherworld Forest, he managed to enter the Qingyun sect by chance.

At first, with Lu Yanran's innate talent and abilities, he couldn't become a disciple of the sect. At that moment, the manager in charge of receiving disciples had seen Lu Yanran's tattered clothes and bloodstains on his face and felt sympathetic.

It was because of this that Lu Yanran managed to become a handyman disciple of the Qingyun sect.

After Lu Yanran told her story, she couldn't help but get lost in the memory of the accident. He fell into a very sad mood.

It had been two years since his parents tragically died at the hands of the bandits. Every night, in his silence, he would dream of the tragic death of his parents. The shadow of the village would appear in his mind without being asked, like a nightmare.

However, today, he had met the most kind-hearted person in the world to him. He loved her just like his parents.

“Yue..”

As tears welled up in Lu Yanran's eyes, a wide and warm hand touched his shoulder.

“You were once Yue, and you will still be Yue in the future!

“You are my student. Whatever difficulties you face, there is no need to hide your name!

“Are they not mere mountain bandits? I'll accompany you to meet them now. You can personally avenge your village and your parents!”

Lu Yanran's tearful face slowly lifted. Hearing Ye Xuan's domineering words and seeing her handsome face, she felt a warmth in her heart.

It was at this moment that the grievances in Yue's heart could no longer be suppressed. Her tears began to fall like raindrops.

Before today, he could only endure his own grievances and force a smile in front of others. However, from this moment onwards, he had someone to talk to, a master who was already like family.

"Teacher, I ..."

Yue threw himself into Ye Xuan's embrace, his tears falling like rain.

Ye Xuan gently patted Yue's head. His palm contained warm strength, slowly calming Yue's emotions.

This little girl was only twelve years old, but she bore the deep hatred of the entire village and her parents within her. Life is hard for him.

It was also because of Ye Xuan's spiritual strength that Yue completely trusted her and told her her the secret.

Of course, to Ye Xuan, Yue was also someone very special. After all, he was his first student.

How could he bear to see his disciple suffer such a grievance? Moreover, this was a blood feud involving his parents.

Perhaps those bandits were extremely ferocious when compared to ordinary people, but in Ye Xuan's eyes, they were just little ants.

"In three days, we're leaving!"

Seeing that Yue's mood was slowly becoming calm, Ye Xuan spoke.

"Yes sir!" Yue nodded obediently.

Then, Ye Xuan extended her hand and gently tapped Yue's forehead.

In an instant, the core cultivation methods and martial techniques related to the Qingyun sect entered Yue's mind.

[Dig! Due to the middle grade black level martial technique 'Wind Storm Sword Technique' that the host had given his student, a 10-fold random feedback critical attack had been obtained!

[Dig! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the high-level martial technique 'Windstorm Slash'.]

[Dig! Due to the middle grade black level martial technique 'Stronghold Sword Technique' that the host gave to his student, a critical attack of random 20-fold feedback had been obtained!]

[Dig! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the high-grade martial technique 'Three Foot Sword Defense'!]

[Dig! Due to the high-grade martial technique 'Sword Spirit Art' that the host gave his student, a critical attack of random 100-fold feedback had been obtained!]

[Dig! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a low-level martial technique, 'The Lightning Defense Sword Technique'!]

The sound of the system sounded in Ye Xuan's mind.