Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 220: The Only Disciple of the Ancestral Master

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: The Only Disciple of the Ancestral Master

Xia Xin touched his head awkwardly upon hearing Jiangli’s words, "Perhaps it’s because I’m not talented enough, and Master thinks I’m not fit to be seen in public."

"How good can your master’s talent be?"

Jiangli’s expression remained indifferent, "It’s all the same. When his master brought him here, I didn’t think much of him either."

Xia Xin: "..."

Suddenly, he didn’t feel sad anymore.

It turned out that there were others like him, who were also looked down upon by the ancient ancestors.

Xia Xin cleared his throat, politely saying, "Master is still stronger than me..."

"Compared to my true disciple, you are far behind," Jiangli waved her hand dismissively.

Xia Xin asked curiously, "The disciple previously taken by the ancient ancestor, was he Master’s grandmaster or great-grandmaster?"

Jiangli paused, "No."

Xia Xin exclaimed in surprise, "No?"

Jiangli looked out the window and said softly, "My disciple died a long time ago."

"...How did he die?" Xia Xin was taken aback.

Jiangli frowned impatiently, "Haven’t I told you before? I was seriously injured once, and it was during that time that he died."

Xia Xin blinked, feeling that the story behind her ancestor’s grave injury seemed far from straightforward.

"Actually——"

Jiangli lowered her eyelids, speaking again with a slightly heavy voice.

"It’s also because I didn’t protect him well enough."

Xia Xin saw a fleeting look of self-reproach on her face, "Ancient ancestor..."

He called out to Jiangli instinctively.

"Why tell these things to a little brat like you, forget it," Jiangli waved her hand, not wishing to continue.

Xia Xin’s face stiffened, and he touched his nose, "Actually, I’m quite interested to hear about it, Ancient Ancestor. Was that person very powerful?"

If he weren’t powerful, he probably wouldn’t have caught Jiangli’s attention.

Jiangli hesitated, then said, "Very powerful. He was the most gifted among all the ordinary mortals I’ve known. In one aspect, he was quite similar to you."

She suddenly looked up at Xia Xin.

Xia Xin pointed at himself, surprised and flattered, "Simi, similar to me?"

"Mm," Jiangli nodded slightly, "Like you, he cultivated the Path of Great Kindness, was extremely kind and pure, but perhaps that was also what led to his death for my sake."

Jiangli turned her head to look out the window.

Her body, however, exuded a chill.

Although he couldn’t see her face, Xia Xin could tell that the ancient ancestor was very sad now.

Xia Xin laughed awkwardly twice, quickly changing the subject, "...Well, I think the Ancient Ancestor is holding me in too high regard. How could I possibly be as powerful as him?"

Jiangli let out a light laugh, "On that note, you do have some self-awareness. Indeed, none of you compare to him. If he were still alive, my descendants and disciples wouldn’t be so disappointing."

Xia Xin couldn’t manage a smile, "But if the Ancient Ancestor’s disciple has passed away, why are there still disciples carrying on the legacy?"

"Oh, they are all Outer Sect Disciples." Jiangli said: "Strictly speaking, you can’t really be considered my disciples and descendants. I only took one disciple, but unfortunately, he died before me. However, I did take on quite a few Outer Sect Disciples at that time. You don’t know which branch of Outer Sect Disciples you have descended from."

Xia Xin was shocked, "Ancient Ancestor doesn’t know which branch of Outer Sect Disciples we are from?"

Jiangli showed no hint of guilt, "I really don’t know. Hundreds of years ago, your grandmaster may have mentioned it when he came to Xuanji Mountain, but after hundreds of years, I have long forgotten."

Xia Xin: "..."

Alright then.

It’s normal not to remember after such a long time.

Xia Xin was still quite curious about Jiangli’s true disciple.

He mustered his courage to ask, "Ancient Ancestor, what was your disciple’s name? I wonder if Master has ever mentioned it to me."

Jiangli’s eyes darkened, her tone showing a trace of wistfulness, "Tianxuan."