Shen Miaoling motioned Xiyun to take the indenture, and after Xiyun took it and examined it, she suppressed her excitement and said.
"Miss, this is my indenture, great!"
Shen Miaoling smiled slightly, "This indenture will be kept by you from now on."
Thinking that the young lady would be going on a long journey in two days, Xiyun was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and didn't know what to say.
However, Shen Zhaoran could no longer sit still. His second sister had become an immortal master. When one person achieved enlightenment, it was only natural that everyone around him would benefit.
"Second sister, can you help introduce me to your master?"
Shen Miaoling refused outright, “My master is very busy and doesn’t like to see strangers.”
Shen Zhaoran was somewhat displeased when he heard this, but he also knew that Shen Miaoling was no longer the same person she used to be, and was no longer the soft persimmon that she could manipulate at will.
The identities of the two people have been completely swapped.
"It's just an introduction. Since the immortal master is willing to accept you as his disciple, he might also be willing to teach me."
"Brother, you think too much. Cultivation is not as simple as you think. Only those with spiritual roots can practice. Otherwise, they are just ordinary people."
Shen Zhaoran's heart moved. The immortal master who was invited to the mansion that year also talked about spiritual roots.
However, the master's explanation was vague and he seemed to understand it but not quite, and had no idea what spiritual roots were.
"Then second sister, please help me see if I have spiritual roots?"
Shen Miaoling just shook her head.
"I'm just a beginner, how can I tell whether Big Brother has spiritual roots?"
Shen Zhaoran was a little disappointed and asked unwillingly.
"Then could you teach me the magic you learned?"
"Don't say that I don't have the qualifications to learn the external techniques. Even if I did, if Big Brother doesn't have spiritual roots, he wouldn't be able to learn it."
Shen Miaoling stood up, "I will be traveling far away with Master the day after tomorrow. If you have nothing else to do, I will go and say goodbye to Dad first."
"Second sister, don't leave in such a hurry."
Shen Zhaoran became anxious and quickly stood up and called her.
But Shen Miaoling kept walking, and he didn't have the courage to force her to stay, so he could only watch her leave.
He thought for a moment and ordered his men to prepare carriages, horses and generous gifts.
He wanted to visit the reclusive immortal master in person. Maybe the immortal master would see his sincerity and accept him as a disciple.
On the other side, Shen Miaoling went to the study and said goodbye to her father.
"I am travelling far away with my master this time, and I have no idea when I will return. I am here to say goodbye to you, Dad."
The old Duke was a little surprised, but the power of the Duke's Mansion had long been handed over to his eldest son. Since Zhao'er had no objection, he naturally had no objection.
He nodded slightly, "No matter where you go, you must remember that you are always a member of the Duke's Mansion."
Shen Miaoling was unhappy, but she didn't show it, and just replied indifferently.
Although the old Duke was her biological father, he never paid much attention to his daughter.
When her eyes were accidentally injured, he only asked someone to check on her and never came to see her in person.
This time she left with her master, and it is not known when she will come back next time.
Anyway, her greeting was just a formality. More importantly, she wanted to ask for her mother's tablet.
"I want to take my mother's tablet away."
The old Duke paused for a moment, thinking of the beautiful, frail woman who died young.
"Your mother's tablet is well preserved in the ancestral hall. If you keep it with you, won't it make her homeless?"
"Rather than letting her sit alone in the ancestral hall, waiting for others to pay insincere respects to her, it is better for me to keep her by my side."
The old Duke was speechless and sighed for a long while.
"Well, take it with you if you want. After all, I have failed you and your daughter over the years..."
Shen Miaoling was too lazy to listen anymore, she stood up with the bamboo pole and walked towards the door.
Just when Shen Miaoling was heading to the ancestral hall, Shen Zhaoran had already had people prepare carriages and generous gifts and was rushing towards the immortal master's residence.
Naturally, he didn’t believe what Shen Miaoling said before.
The immortal master who came to the Duke's Mansion in those days acted like a superior at first, but soon his true colors were exposed. He became addicted to fine wine, fancy clothes, and devoted himself to pleasure.
From then on, Shen Zhaoran knew that the immortal master was also a mortal.
Apart from knowing some mysterious magic, he is no different from ordinary people.
Shen Zhaoran was full of confidence. With the financial resources of the Duke's Mansion, he could fulfill any request made by the Immortal Master.
Turning into the alley, he saw that they were almost there, so he got off the carriage, straightened his clothes, and knocked on the gate.
"Is the Immortal Master in the courtyard? I am Shen Miaoling's elder brother. I am grateful for the care that the Immortal Master has given to my sister, so I have come to pay my respects to the Immortal Master."
The door creaked open, but there was no one behind it.
Shen Zhaoran was shocked at first, then he realized that this was the method used by the immortals.
His heart became more and more excited. His biggest regret over the years was that he was not able to become the disciple of that immortal master.
But God was merciful and allowed him to meet another immortal master.
This time, he was determined to seize the opportunity!
Shen Zhaoran took a deep breath, eased the tension in his heart, stepped into the yard, and saw the ethereal figure under the osmanthus tree at a glance.
He didn't dare to look any longer and bowed deeply.
"The Immortal Master was merciful and took pity on my second sister's blindness, so he accepted her as his disciple. It is a blessing for my second sister and our family to be valued by the Immortal Master.
I used to worry that my second sister wouldn’t be able to find a good home, but now I can finally rest assured.”
Xu Chunniang's eyes fell on the person in front of her. He called Shen Miaoling "sister". I guess he was the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion.
What she saw yesterday seemed to be different from what he was saying now.
Xu Chunniang nodded slightly, "I already know your intentions. If there is nothing else, then go back."
Shen Zhaoran was a little stunned. Did the Immortal Master order him to leave so quickly
Could it be that the Immortal Master saw what those people did yesterday
Several thoughts flashed through Shen Zhaoran’s mind, and he hurriedly explained.
"Master, please don't misunderstand me. I care about my second sister's marriage because I am considering her future life.
But my second sister has always misunderstood me, and she even didn’t want to go home, and moved here alone…”
After a pause, Shen Zhaoran continued.
"I came here today to thank the Immortal Master, and I have prepared a small gift. I hope the Immortal Master will not despise it."
Having said that, he ordered people to bring in the prepared things.
"Worldly things are of no use to me."
Xu Chunniang only glanced at the gate and it closed automatically. No matter how hard the people outside tried, they couldn't push it open at all.
Shen Zhaoran was surprised and delighted, this immortal master's ability seemed to be much more powerful than the one he met when he was a child.
As long as I can become her disciple, why worry about not being able to learn the magic
Shen Zhaoran gritted his teeth, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed three times.
"Master, please accept me as your disciple. If you ask me for anything, as long as I, Shen Zhaoran, can do it, I will go through fire and water for you!"
Xu Chunniang closed her eyes and shook her head slightly.
"You have no spiritual roots, so you are destined to be unable to practice in this life. Go back."