Ye Qianzhi smiled sweetly, genuinely happy for the young master.
"Qianzhi, you've lost weight again." A hint of pity and tenderness flashed in Zhang Yun's eyes, yet he could vaguely sense that Qianzhi's strength had increased since their last meeting.
"Alright, alright, young master, you should go and rest."
Ye Qianzhi smiled and pushed Zhang Yun aside. Then, disregarding her ladylike image, she rolled up her frayed white sleeves, revealing her fair and smooth skin, and got to work.
Despite her delicate appearance, Ye Qianzhi is a capable worker.
She took care of everything: weeding, sweeping, wiping tables and chairs, removing cobwebs, making beds, cooking, and preparing meals. Even when Zhang Yun subconsciously wanted to help, she glared at him and stopped him.
"Young master, you are of noble birth, how can you do such menial work? Besides, can you even cook? Don't let the house burn down!"
Thus, Zhang Yun could only stand obediently to the side, a bitter smile mixed with a hint of sweetness.
A disciple personally taught by the sect leader, one of the ten beauties of the Yunwu Sect, and the youngest Chakra Realm expert in a hundred years, actually did these menial tasks for Zhang Yun, who had just joined the sect.
If other inner disciples witnessed this scene, they would definitely be astonished.
But Ye Qianzhi seemed not to care at all, as if doing these trivial things was simply her duty as a maid.
"Young master, it's time to eat." The sky was nearing dusk when a clear, charming laugh rang out.
As soon as Zhang Yun stepped into the living room, he could see that all kinds of furniture had been wiped clean and looked brand new by Ye Qianzhi's skillful hands.
On the mahogany table, fragrant food was already prepared.
Three dishes and a soup, though simple, are heartwarming.
This caused a faint smile to unconsciously appear at the corners of Zhang Yun's mouth.
Ye Qianzhi entered the sect with Zhang Yun two years ago, but their fates were worlds apart.
The exceptionally talented Ye Qianzhi had already become a disciple of the former sect leader, and was one of the youngest experts at the Chakra Realm in the Yunwu Sect in the past two hundred years.
In terms of beauty, Ye Qianzhi is also among the top ten beauties of Yunwu Sect, and in every aspect she is no less beautiful than the three beauties of today.
As for Zhang Yun, he had never even stepped into the Body Refinement Realm before, which made the gap between the two even more significant.
For the past two years, no matter what Zhang Yun looked like, Ye Qianzhi has been able to treat him the same as always, and there is a reason for that.
Her background was not noble; in fact, it was quite humble.
To be precise, back then she was merely a maidservant to Zhang Yun.
A maid who doesn't even deserve a name.
In his rage, Zhang Zhentian's attack would have either killed or maimed even a cultivator.
This scene left everyone present stunned and incredulous.
Ye Qianzhi was completely stunned, her heart filled with turmoil. Her eyes revealed astonishment and deep emotion, and tears streamed down her face like pearls, as she begged that the young master would not die.
She knew that the young master had never treated her as a servant, but she never imagined that he would go to such lengths for her.
They almost risked their lives to save each other!
How many people in this world can do that?
“You’re a girl. If that whip were to fall on you, you would die.”
This was the first and last sentence Zhang Yun uttered before he completely fainted. He spoke with all his might, and his voice was surprisingly steady.
Fortunately, thanks to Zhang Zhentian's relentless efforts and despite opposition, Zhang Yun regained consciousness through sheer willpower, but remained bedridden for a full six months.
The first thing Zhang Yun said after he woke up also shocked the entire Zhang family.
Let Ye Qianzhi learn martial arts and cultivate!
Overjoyed at having his lost item back, Zhang Zhentian didn't care about anything else and readily agreed.
From that moment on, Ye Qianzhi vowed that her life, and even her entire being, belonged to the young master alone.
No matter what the young master asked her to do, she would never even flinch.
That year, Zhang Yun was fourteen years old, and Ye Qianzhi was thirteen years old.
"I haven't had any of Qianzhi's cooking for a month, and it's still so delicious."
Zhang Yun beamed, then his eyes flashed slightly: "By the way, Qianzhi, what realm are you at now?"
"In response to your question, young master, Qianzhi is now at the ninth level of the Meridian Realm."
Ye Qianzhi answered very seriously, but she did not mention that she had encountered a bottleneck, for fear that the young master would worry about her.
"puff……"
Zhang Yun almost spat out his food, clicking his tongue in admiration: "As expected of my Qianzhi, her cultivation talent is so monstrous. She has advanced another realm after only one month of seclusion."
"Qianzhi prepared for a long time before breaking through in one day. How can she compare to the young master, who rose to the sixth level in less than a month? Qianzhi could not do that."
Ye Qianzhi clearly remembered that before she went into seclusion, the young master had not even stepped into the martial arts path. All things considered, it took him at most one month to break through to the sixth level of body refinement.
In front of the young master, what does her talent amount to?
With a sweet smile, Ye Qianzhi felt an indescribable joy and happiness.
She had been waiting for this day for far too long!