The Most Generous Master Ever Chapter 3 - Trapping His Disciple Infinitely

As she ascended toward Violet Cloud Peak, Lin Qingzhu experienced a mix of intense nervousness and eager anticipation. Facing the prospects of the immortal path, every disciple naturally held high expectations for their future.

A warm, unfamiliar sensation stirred within her as she watched her youthful, handsome master gliding ahead on his sword. Unlike the rigid, perpetually scowling peak masters she had seen, this master radiated a gentle demeanor, as if he were entirely unburdened by the woes of the world. He was remarkably attentive to her emotional well-being, offering comfort whenever she felt distressed. Most astonishing was his immense tolerance; even under the weight of scorn and exclusion from his peers, he remained unshakeable.

Lin Qingzhu felt a surge of genuine admiration, and she made a silent, solemn vow in her heart.

Moments later, the duo descended from the streak of purple light, landing softly before a cluster of modest wooden dwellings.

“We have arrived.” Standing before the humble lodge, Ye Qiu spoke with an earnest expression, showing no signs of embarrassment. “As an immortal cultivator, I pursue the path of the heart. One learns to dine, slumber, and traverse the world with natural ease.

“Though our surroundings are simple, this austerity serves to temper the soul, grounding one’s spirit for the rigors of Cultivation to come.” Though Ye Qiu felt a pang of internal irony, his exterior remained remarkably composed and thick-skinned.

Violet Cloud Peak lived in near-poverty, a legacy largely attributed to the gluttonous Perfected Xuantian, who had long ago consumed the sect’s once-plentiful resources.

“Master, I understand!” Lin Qingzhu declared with firm resolve.

“Apart from the central dwelling, select whichever house you prefer. As of today, you are the nineteenth-generation eldest disciple of Violet Cloud Peak—my heir and successor.

“As the eldest, you must devote yourself to diligent Cultivation and serve as a beacon for the junior disciples who shall follow.” Ye Qiu recited the words almost exactly as Perfected Xuantian had once told him.

Lin Qingzhu’s blood surged with excitement; she had never envisioned such immediate favor or the promise of being groomed as the future of the sect.

“Master, I will not let you down. I pledge to work with all my strength,” she promised.

“Excellent!” Ye Qiu exhaled, secretly relieved; his greatest fear had been that his new disciple might immediately object to their bleak circumstances.

After all, upon his own arrival at the peak, he had considered walking away from the position entirely.

“Very well! Since you have accepted me, I shall hold nothing back from you. Take this Marrow Cleansing Pill. It is a mortal-grade pill, yet it is highly effective at purging impurities from your physique, allowing you to sense the presence of Qi far more quickly.” With a flick of his wrist, he produced the reward from his system and presented it to her.

Lin Qingzhu received the pill, her eyes wide with shock. “Master, this is for me?”

The act of being gifted a Marrow Cleansing Pill immediately upon initiation was unprecedented.

Liu Qingfeng had previously explained that while natural talent mattered, the path of the immortal was paved with spirit pills and hidden treasures. Such rare items remained firmly in the grip of the peak masters, who were notoriously stingy with their resources. This parsimony was the primary reason for the fierce disputes between peaks over talented newcomers.

She had never dared dream that her master would be so exceptionally generous. The gesture moved her so deeply she nearly pledged her life to him on the spot.

“I am truly grateful, Master! I shall strive to prove my worth…”

Without a moment’s hesitation, she consumed the pill. Almost instantly, a surge of magical power flooded her veins, violently expelling the long-accumulated impurities from her body.

Deeply embarrassed by the sticky residue coating her skin, she dared not meet his eyes.

“Go on! Use the hot springs at the back of the mountain to cleanse yourself,” Ye Qiu said with an encouraging smile. It was natural to care for one’s appearance.

Lin Qingzhu was undeniably stunning—a cold, ethereal beauty with fair skin and a graceful stature. Following the detoxification of her body, her aura underwent a profound, crystalline transformation.

In any other tale, she would surely be the fated heroine or a saintess of some legendary holy land.

“Thank you, Master. Please excuse me.” She practically fled toward the back mountain.

Ye Qiu’s expression shifted, a sly curve touching his lips.

“System! Interface! Fast, where is my return gift?” He could barely contain his urgency to verify the mechanism.

[Ding…]

[The host has gifted a Marrow Cleansing Pill to his disciple. Requirements satisfied.]

[Activating the ten-thousand-fold return—calculating critical hit. Shall we begin?]

“Proceed…”

[Activation complete. Congratulations, host! You have triggered a thousand-fold critical strike. You have received the supreme-grade Divine Marrow Pill.]

“Incredible!” Ye Qiu stood up, his chair clattering behind him.

A thousand-fold return on his first attempt—and a supreme-grade spirit pill at that. This elixir was a thousand times more potent than the original. It was the solution to his own mediocre aptitude.

“Hehe… marvelous. My disciple is truly a lucky star. A thousand-fold return on her very first day.”

Ye Qiu’s joy knew no bounds. Suddenly, an idea began to take root.

Lin Qingzhu returned shortly after, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders. She looked like a fresh lotus blooming from the water, a sight so striking it momentarily stunned Ye Qiu.

Shaking his head to clear his wandering thoughts, he smoothed his expression.

“Master! I have returned…” she said tentatively.

“Indeed. I have reflected on our path. While the Marrow Cleansing Pill brings you into the fold of Qi, it is insufficient to ensure you stand above your peers. I happen to possess a Divine Marrow Pill. Take it. Your aptitude will see a total transformation within moments.”

“Ah…” Stunned, Lin Qingzhu felt fresh tears prick her eyes. How could he be so selfless? Such a precious treasure, yet he chose to bestow it upon her rather than hoard it for his own progression. She realized he was likely trying to ensure she could avenge her family, sparing no effort to make her strong.

Recalling the cold rejection at the Jade Pure Hall, her resolve hardened. She bowed low. “I will never forget this kindness, Master. Accept my gratitude.”

“Stand, stand! Just consume it.” Ye Qiu was far less concerned with her philosophy than with the impending system feedback. It was a risky test—could he bait the system with reciprocal gifts? If it worked, he could theoretically cycle resources indefinitely.

She swallowed the Divine Marrow Pill. A torrent of power poured through her, no longer cleaning since she was already pure, but beginning a miraculous restructuring of her Meridians. A brilliant divine bone manifested within her frame.

“By the heavens… Natural Mystical Ice Bones!” Ye Qiu gasped. This was a legendary divine bone, superior even to the talent he had witnessed in the main hall.

The efficacy of the Divine Marrow Pill was truly terrifying.

[Ding…]

[Congratulations, host, for gifting the Divine Marrow Pill. A critical hit has been triggered. Activate?]

“Activate…”

[Activated: hundred-fold critical strike. You have obtained one Immortal Marrow Pill.]

[Warning: The system senses an attempt to exploit its mechanisms. Utilizing gifted returns to cycle gifts for further activation is discouraged. This instance shall be forgiven as a formal caution.]

[Future gifts derived from system returns will no longer trigger further critical hits.]

Ye Qiu’s pulse raced, but upon realizing it was only a warning, he let out a long sigh of relief. He had gambled and won—a supreme-grade pill had evolved into an immortal-grade treasure.

He struggled to suppress a manic laugh, maintaining his composure as he turned back to his disciple. “Ahem… indeed.”