The host and the protagonist had a happy ending again [Quick Transmigration]

The painting was ultimately not hung in Xu Ran's room, but was instead treasured by Pei Chenxi.

Although the young apprentice felt that collecting his own portrait was somewhat narcissistic, he couldn't help but want to carry it with him at all times, knowing that it was painted by his master.

When the news of Immortal Venerable Qing Shuang's emergence from seclusion spread, Qing Shuang Peak received many more visitors. Xu Ran pulled out his little disciple who was hiding in a corner and introduced him to the visitors with a smile.

"This is my apprentice."

"Yes, he only has this one apprentice."

Pei Chenxi almost wanted to burrow into the ground. How could his master announce such a mediocre and incompetent person to the world in such a proud tone? Wouldn't everyone think that Immortal Venerable Qing Shuang was blind?

But no matter how well they hide, their master can always find them.

The master didn't think he was shameful at all.

These days have been too stimulating, and Pei Chenxi really couldn't sleep. At night, he carried Duanshui and walked around the courtyard several times before squatting down at his master's door.

Xu Ran was refining pills, and had just finished refining one when he heard from the system that his little apprentice was outside making mushrooms.

  

Xu Ran pushed open the door and sat down beside him, sighing as he comforted his frightened little disciple: "Were you frightened these past few days? I'm sorry, your master couldn't help it. I won't let them in anymore."

How could I possibly apologize? Pei Chenxi quickly shook his head: "They are all Master's friends. It is your disciple who has disgraced you."

Xu Ran disagreed and tapped his forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm too busy showing off."

"What's there to brag about?" Pei Chenxi asked self-deprecatingly. "To brag that Qing Shuang Immortal Venerable's disciple is only a Qi Refining cultivator?"

Xu Ran listed them off for him one by one: "My apprentice is good-looking, hardworking, obedient, and makes excellent soup. Isn't that enough to brag about?"

Pei Chenxi lowered his head to the ground, feeling that his master was lying to him.

Xu Ran ruffled his hair: "Don't think like that, okay?"

Pei Chenxi gave a soft "hmm".

He knew that his master never cared about those things, but he was still afraid, afraid that he would become a stain on his master's reputation.

Good times fly by, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The disheveled young man in blue robes at the foot of Qing Shuang Peak is now capable of handling things. He went down the mountain alone, bought groceries, and returned home, holding a radish and lost in thought in the kitchen.

Xu Ran happened to refine his one hundredth pill at this time.

For a full six months, he refined every kind of healing pill he could, from Muscle Regeneration Pills and Blood Qi Pills to Rejuvenation Pills.

The system urged, "Alright, alright, that's enough. Enough for Xiao Pei to use for the next life. Hurry up and get out of here. Your little apprentice is about to boil the soup dry."

Xu Ran put the pills in his Qiankun bag and headed to the kitchen.

The little apprentice had grown quite a bit taller, so Xu Ran stopped coaxing him and instead teased, "Are you going to treat your master to raw radishes today?"

Pei Chenxi then realized what was happening and quickly put the radish into the soup.

Xu Ran enjoyed teasing him and laughed as she watched his flustered movements, "Slow down, be careful not to burn yourself."

Pei Chenxi was easily embarrassed and couldn't stand his teasing. He wiped his hands and sullenly pushed Xu Ran away. Xu Ran smiled and let him push her away, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore, or I won't give Master any food."

After Pei Chenxi brought the soup into the courtyard, Xu Ran beckoned her preoccupied disciple to sit down: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Master, I heard from people when I went down the mountain today that strange phenomena have appeared in Illusionary Spirit Valley." Pei Chenxi handed the soup bowl to Xu Ran, seemingly mentioning it casually.

Whenever strange phenomena occur in the Illusionary Spirit Valley, someone will receive an opportunity. The last person to receive this opportunity was True Person Duyin, who has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. The person who received the opportunity before that was Immortal Venerable Qingshuang, who is now an unparalleled Divine Transformation Venerable.

The system whispered in Xu Ran's ear: "Yes, yes, the protagonist should have gotten this opportunity to become a Nascent Soul cultivator, which would have attracted the Qing Shuang Immortal Venerable, who had been in seclusion for many years, to come out of the mountains for a duel. The two fought fiercely for three days without a clear winner, and eventually became friends."

That's quite a complicated situation...

"But Heaven made a mistake. There were no opportunities in the Valley of Illusions, and the protagonist also fell into demonic possession. Perhaps it was all preordained. Immortal Venerable Qing Shuang still came out of seclusion because of the protagonist, but..."

Xu Ran paused, put down the bowl, and beckoned to his little apprentice, who then came forward on his own.

"Do you want to go? If you want to go, then go."

Pei Chenxi nodded, "Yes, I want to give it a try, Master."

He thought to himself, if he is lucky enough to have met his master, could Heaven be more merciful to him and let him stay with his master a little longer?

Xu Ran patted his head, neither saying yes nor no: "Master is waiting for you to come back."

The Illusionary Spirit Valley is protected by an ancient formation, which prohibits those above the Nascent Soul stage from entering. Xu Ran knew that Pei Chenxi would be facing an unpredictable abyss, but he had no other choice but to let him go in alone.

He's waiting for him to come back. Even though his little disciple is injured and has fallen into the Demon City, he's still his disciple. Remember, his master is waiting for him.

Pei Chenxi said, "Master, don't worry. I'll give it a try. Who knows, I might get lucky. After all, I'm your disciple too."

Xu Ran smiled and said, "Yes, we'll spar when you come back. The Frost Sword and the Water-Severing Sword have never been compared before. We'll try them out sometime."

Pei Chenxi wasn't so confident. He asked again, "What if we don't have that luck?"

Xu Ran patted the prepared Qiankun bag on Pei Chenxi's chest: "If you don't have that luck, come back and make me some soup."

Pei Chenxi's eyes became misty. He cultivated slowly, but his master had never disliked him.

His master often praised him. He was praised for making good soup, for dancing well with his sword, and even if he did nothing but let his master pat his head, he would be praised.

"Master, I will be back soon."

Unlike the all-or-nothing gamble in the original story, Pei Chenxi this time brought the Broken Water Sword, elixirs, and a portrait with him on his journey.

Xu Ran escorted him to the foot of Qing Shuang Peak and watched Pei Chenxi walk away.

The system sighed, "Little Pei is going to suffer."

Xu Ran closed her eyes briefly: "He can pull through."

The young apprentice was well-behaved in front of him, but he was resilient. Once he got through this ordeal, he could practice swordsmanship with him.

In this world, only Pei Chenxi is worthy of Qing Shuang Immortal Venerable drawing his sword.

No matter how many times, this will never change.

*

The Valley of Illusions closed again, and no one got the chance. Some of those who entered came out, but Pei Chenxi was not among them.

The sect leader secretly searched again, but when he still couldn't find her, he came to tell Xu Ran.

"I know you value this little disciple, but those who couldn't leave the Illusionary Spirit Valley have all perished there," the sect leader sighed, looking at his silent friend. "If he were still alive, he wouldn't have failed to send you a message."

Xu Ran shook his head and remained silent. He knew where Pei Chenxi was; he was alive, but the sound transmission talisman couldn't be used in Ghost Tomb Mountain.

He knew where Pei Chenxi was, but he couldn't go to him, couldn't take him home...

The sect leader sighed again, "You should erect a monument for him."

Xu Ran certainly wouldn't erect any monument; he would just grill the fish and wait for Pei Chenxi to return.

"How is it?" Xu Ran handed the grilled fish to the system that had just returned from Ghost Tomb Mountain.

The fragrant grilled fish head held no appeal for the first time; the system listlessly commented, "Not very good."

"With the medicine you gave him, he can manage, but he's just enduring it."

Xu Ran's heart trembled.