SSS-Rank 10x Reward System: Accepting Disciples to Live Forever-Chapter 224: Important Task

Next morning.

Soft rays of sunlight filtered through scattered clouds, bathing the city in a gentle golden glow.

Inside the dojo, Wang Chen sat by the window, a porcelain teacup resting lightly in his hand.

He took a slow sip.

His gaze drifted outward, eventually settling on the Bodhi tree standing quietly in the courtyard.

Mo Huyan’s words echoed faintly in his mind.

Ancient spirit...

What exactly was that supposed to be?

Wang Chen’s lips curled slightly upward.

The existence of a spirit within the tree did not surprise him. In a place like this, even a random rock gaining consciousness wouldn’t be particularly shocking.

What did surprise him...

Was that the spirit was still there.

And yet—

It had stopped insulting him.

That alone was suspicious.

What changed?

Wang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in thought.

But no matter how he turned the problem over in his mind, he couldn’t arrive at any reasonable conclusion.

Eventually, he gave up.

Some mysteries clearly preferred to stay mysterious.

Before he realized it, the teacup in his hand was already empty.

He clicked his tongue softly.

"Man... I really do love tea."

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"At this rate, I might actually sell my soul for it someday."

He placed the porcelain cup back onto the wooden table with a soft clink.

For a moment, he considered pouring himself another cup.

But just as that thought surfaced—

A slightly anxious voice echoed inside his mind.

"Senior, when are you going to start teaching that little dragon soul Science knowledge...?"

"If this continues, it might get tainted by false knowledge instead..."

It was Eternal Dream.

Her voice carried clear urgency.

Inside the inheritance space, she paced back and forth, her expression filled with worry.

Although a powerful barrier separated her from the outside world, she could still sense the condition of the dragon egg.

Even before hatching, it had already begun to comprehend the world.

And that...

Was dangerous.

If it absorbed the wrong understanding, it could walk down the same doomed path as the ancient dragon race.

If this had been in the past, Eternal Dream would have already forced Wang Chen into action without hesitation.

But things were different now.

Her plans had changed.

Her position had changed.

Her expression darkened slightly.

In the end, she had no choice but to lower herself and ask.

Hearing the genuine concern in her voice, Wang Chen felt a faint trace of guilt.

To be honest...

He had completely forgotten about it.

If Eternal Dream hadn’t reminded him just now, this matter might have slipped his mind entirely.

That would have been a problem.

A big one.

After all, this dragon hatchling was not just some responsibility—

It was an opportunity.

A potential key to pushing his Golden Core to an unprecedented level.

With that thought, Wang Chen straightened slightly.

An all-knowing expression appeared on his face, as if everything had been under control from the start.

"Little dragon, don’t worry."

"I haven’t forgotten my promise."

While casually reassuring Eternal Dream, his divine sense spread outward.

It swept across the courtyard and quickly locked onto a certain figure.

Fang Zhirou.

She was currently darting around the garden like a carefree butterfly.

Or more accurately—

Like a small disaster in motion.

At that very moment, she was crouched near the ground, enthusiastically destroying an ant nest with complete focus.

Then—

Wang Chen’s voice suddenly echoed beside her ear.

"Zhirou."

"Come inside."

"Dojo Master—!"

Fang Zhirou jumped on the spot like a startled cat, nearly tossing the stick in her hand into the air.

Zhirou’s face was unusually solemn as she walked toward Wang Chen’s meditation chamber.

Step by step.

With every step she took, her expression grew paler.

By the time she reached the courtyard entrance, her lips were trembling slightly, and faint tears had already gathered at the corners of her eyes.

Could it be... Big Sister was right?

Is Dojo Master really going to kick me out...?

Recently, as Fang Zhirou had begun to mature, Fang Biyu had grown worried that her mischievous nature might one day offend Wang Chen.

So, in an attempt to restrain her...

She had lied.

If Zhirou didn’t behave, the Dojo Master might throw her out.

At the time, it had just been a careless warning.

But now—

Wang Chen had personally called for her.

And in Zhirou’s mind, that could only mean one thing.

Her heart sank.

With a heavy, suffocating feeling in her chest, she slowly walked forward.

Not far away, Ming Yao was guiding Fang Biyu through cultivation techniques when she noticed something was off.

Zhirou’s stiff, lifeless posture made her look like a walking corpse.

Ming Yao frowned slightly.

Although Zhirou was troublesome, her talent was undeniable.

Naturally, Ming Yao couldn’t help but feel concerned.

"Biyu," she asked, glancing toward the trembling figure, "do you know what happened to her?"

Fang Biyu hesitated.

Then she slowly shook her head.

But inside...

Her heart was already in turmoil.

I only said that casually...

What if... what if Dojo Master really kicks her out?

The thought made her chest tighten.

...

Inside the meditation chamber—

Fang Zhirou sat stiffly in front of Wang Chen.

Her back was straight.

Too straight.

Her entire body looked tense, as if even breathing required effort.

Sweat dripped down her forehead.

Despite the fact that Wang Chen was simply sitting there, looking at her with a faint smile...

Zhirou felt as if an enormous mountain had been placed directly on top of her heart.

The pressure was suffocating.

Her small, innocent soul was on the verge of collapse.

Watching her sit there like a criminal awaiting judgment, Wang Chen’s lips twitched slightly.

He had a vague feeling...

That this girl had misunderstood something.

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to dwell on it.

Whatever nonsense was going on in her head was probably beyond saving anyway.

He leaned back slightly and spoke calmly.

"Fang Zhirou."

His voice was steady.

"I have an important task for you."

A brief pause.

Then his gaze sharpened slightly.

"Are you ready?"