Rebirth of the Strongest Empress

However, Ye Qingtang could still vividly remember what Perfected Xuanchen told her before he died: she had no spirit root, and her martial gift was too weak. As such, only by working one hundred or even one thousand times harder than others and becoming even more powerful than others would there not be anyone who would dare to bully her again…

In her previous life, Ye Qingtang cultivated by Perfected Xuanchens side. Her foster father had already died then, and in that homeless and miserable situation, she was accepted as a disciple under Perfected Xuanchen, and she treated him as her father over the years.

The tired-looking Perfected Xuanchen before her eyes no longer seemed to be the mighty person from before and was instead a worn senior who only wanted to protect Falling Sky Valleys safety.

“Master…”

A long time later, Ye Qingtang could not stop herself from calling Perfected Xuanchen.

Perfected Xuanchen was fully concentrated on reviewing the files and did not even notice that Ye Qingtang entered the hall.

It was only after Ye Qingtang called him did he look up in her direction instinctively.

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“Youre here.” Perfected Xuanchen rubbed his tired eyes and said.

Then, Ye Qingtang headed into the hall and looked at the files on the table. “Master, have you been reviewing the files for the whole night?”

Perfected Xuanchen smiled faintly. “Your Eldest Senior Brother, Gu Yihan, is still not experienced enough, and I can only settle these urgent files myself.”

“Master, you should pay attention to your health and rest more. Do not over-exhaust yourself. You can let Eldest Senior Brother shadow you so as to learn and be able to handle all these miscellaneous matters in the valley,” Ye Qingtang said with a frown.

After hearing Ye Qingtangs words and looking at her expression, Perfected Xuanchen was slightly taken aback. For some reason, perhaps a wrong impression, Ye Qingtang cared for him like a son would for his father.

At that instant, Perfected Xuanchen suddenly thought of his daughter who died ten years ago…

“Ye Chen, theres no harm. I am still very young, arent I?” Perfected Xuanchen placed the documents down and chuckled.