Gu Daoist Master Novels & Stories

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

Hearing this, Zhou Tian smiled and said, "It should be. We were going to send a big gift to Jin Daya, but we didn't expect that Master Bao would come to abuse us." "According to Taoist Lai's words, this Master Bao looks terrible." Bai Lu said with a smile. Zhou Tian knew that Bai Lu certainly would not take this so-called Master Bao seriously. He also smiled and said, "Nowadays, people dare to call themselves masters. When we go to the Taoist's house, we will let Master Bao change into a grandson." "Haha, that's a good idea." Bai Lu said with a smile. While they were talking and laughing, they had already driven back to the home of the Taoist.

"You guys, don't look at me like that. This is a creation of my master and yes, my master has a habit of concocting easy to remember names on his pill creations. He is special that way." Pepe laughed a few which garnered the result that he wanted. "Young Master Claude, your master is truly a learned man." "Some alchemists nowadays exaggerate the names of their crafts yet only the wisest could remain humble in their profession." "The Dao is endless!" A few remarks here and there which lifted the ego of Pepe. "Yes, my master is indeed the greatest of all masters!" Pepe seconded the praise for his imaginary master as he went with the flow. Ten breaths of mutual face licking and then the show re

I always thought master was to handsome for this world, but now… I couldn’t help but think he is to handsome to even be a Greek God. I guess I really did invest my time making him one hell of a handsome character. “Why are you staring at me like that?” Master asked snapping his finger. I got snapped out of my thoughts, blinking my eyes rapidly. I coughed out embarrassed… “I wasn’t staring at you.” I lied through my teeth, staring at the portrait hanging loosely on the wall, behind my master. “That’s a lie, I caught you staring slave. Tell me what it is? Don’t you dare lie to your master.” He shakes his head pouting. Now he looks cute.

Ding Hao told the truth that he had nothing to do with the master in the sect. Called as the elder brother by Li Jianyi, the mysterious master, with a surname "Qi", was not an average person. "Oh ..." Li Jianyi said thoughtfully. Ding Hao could notice that this thoughtful response was a slight hint of disappointment. Then, there was a long silence. Li Jianyi seemed to have fallen into a long memory of something. The green wind stirred his white robe with a little noise, as if he was going to leave the world and become an immortal. It took about half a pillar of incense to burn before he ended some kind of memory and waved his hand and said, "All right, go home."

At this moment, the initially rowdy disciples of Martial Mountain became quiet simultaneously. A withered and wizened old priest rode the wind, his body floated above the scene. "Master, Grandmaster, Great-Grandmaster." After the disciples had seen the old priest, they all saluted. Looking at the withered and wizened old priest who still had a healthy complexion, the Master of Heaven's Gate let out a grunt. "You are still alive indeed, you old coot," the Master of Heaven's Gate spoke calmly. "You dare to disrespect the Great-Grandmaster," a disciple scolded angrily!

"That is the first part of the binding of an apprentice to the master. I have not agreed to let you live, let alone train you in anything!" "That is also an Oath of Truth." "What significance is that supposed to have?" "The blade was a gift to me, enchanted by the same wizard who enhanced my voice. If I break my Oath, it will pierce my heart." "And if I refuse to take you on?" "Then I am bound to follow and do all I can from the shadows." She said, but her voice was not as strong as it had been until now and she hoped he did not call her bluff. If he refused at this point, they all might be dead by morning.

Her surprised-filled gaze turned blank once again when her grey eyes met with the shiny blue ones. “Fiore, what are you doing here?” He said placing his large palms on the edge of the counter beside her body trapping her between the slab and him. He leaned his face down to her level as he stared right in her blank ones. Rose internally gulped seeing the man in nothing but a towel around his waist. Even his hairs were wet. He looked like he just had taken a shower. “I was washing dishes, Master.” Rafael breathed out as he bit his lower lip. The word master seems so damn addicting from her lips. He wanted to hear her calling him master again and again.

The next following morning the Crown Prince had an early morning to train with his grandmaster on sword fighting. His grandmaster is a world renowned swordsman, legendary in the Dragon’s power, gifted in poetry and literature, and master of military strategies. Grandmaster, Don Shui, also trained the Emperor when he was young as well. He is now in his early fifties. He have long white hair and a long white beard. Bella didn’t know she was supposed to bring his sword, forgotten it and ran back to his courtyard to get it. When she returned, he was being yelled at by his master.