Don't Tell Me You're My Idol, God Jiang?

"Your master? Luo Feng, you scoundrel, you've already found a new master? How can you live with yourself after all the guidance my idol has given you?"

Hearing Luo Feng's words, Huo Silou was furious.

She particularly admired the Supreme God Jiang Cheng. One could even say she was his crazy little fangirl.

Though she was the leader of Qionglou, she maintained a cold demeanor in public.

But if Jiang Cheng appeared before her, she could instantly transform into a sweet, delicate woman without any delay.

She had specially collected all of Jiang Cheng's battle videos using the most advanced storage devices, sealing them away.

She once spent all her savings, 20 million, to bid for Jiang Cheng's only signature.

In the end, Xie Changkong outbid her, causing her to hate him for a whole year.

When Jiang Cheng was still alive, she had tried to learn more about him.

Unfortunately, she never found out much, and he was indifferent to her in the game.

Even so, she naturally felt goodwill toward anyone related to Jiang Cheng.

But that was just goodwill.

Now that Luo Feng had found another master, it seemed no different from betraying his teacher in her eyes.

Her gaze toward Luo Feng now carried a hint of disgust.

"You're so shameless! My idol spent so much time and energy cultivating and guiding you. How long has it been since you found a new master? You don't deserve to be the Record God!"

"Tsk, tsk, the little girl has quite a temper. Master, you have quite a few romantic entanglements," Luo Feng teased.

"I didn't bring you here to mock me. Now that Little Luo is here, you can go back, continue breaking your records. Try to beat my Goblin Pursuit and Calamity Demoness dungeon records."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

"No, no, no, Master, don't joke. Those two dungeon records of yours are too insane. I've racked my brains and can't find a way to surpass them. Share some secrets, would you?"

Instead of leaving, Luo Feng approached Jiang Cheng with a fawning expression, earnestly seeking advice.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "I haven't hidden the specific steps and key points. You should know them. How far have you gotten?"

"5 minutes and 22 seconds. That's my limit," Luo Feng said, quite helplessly.

"I've tried various methods with teams, but we just can't break under 5 minutes."

"What's your attack power now?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously.

"698." Luo Feng replied, puzzled. "Is it not enough? Master, what was your attack power when you did the Goblin Pursuit?"

"Nothing special, just 1819," Jiang Cheng said casually.

"Uh... nothing special..." Hearing this, Luo Feng nearly coughed up blood.

"1819 isn't special? Master, I'm level 45 and only have 698!"

Luo Feng was utterly speechless.

"But wait, even with 1819 attack, you shouldn't be able to clear it that fast. Even with weak points and critical hits, that's only triple damage. Master, did you use performance enhancers?"

"I wasn't speed-running, why would I use those?" Jiang Cheng shrugged.

Not speed-running?

You weren't speed-running but set an insane record of 4 minutes 12 seconds?

"Excuse me," Luo Feng's face twisted like a bitter gourd, completely lost for words.

"So how did you clear it so quickly, Master?"

"Find some divine potions that boost critical damage, get six Blade Masters, and stack their critical damage bonuses. That should beat my record," Jiang Cheng suggested. "But for the Calamity Demoness dungeon, just give up. Little Xue probably won't have time to help you with that."

Records and such weren't important to Jiang Cheng.

After all, during his lifetime, he had many moments of glory.

He had enjoyed all the honors he deserved.

He didn't need to show off. It was actually a good thing if his disciples surpassed his records.

"The key to the Calamity Demoness dungeon is Sister Disciple? Then I'll find her when she's not busy. Though by then, probably no one will care about such a low-level dungeon anymore."

Luo Feng said, rubbing his temples.

"Fine, I give up on Calamity Demoness. So, Master, I'm leaving this woman to you? Can you handle her?"

Luo Feng seemed doubtful about Jiang Cheng's abilities.

After all, his master had always been somewhat of a straight man and seemingly uninterested in women. Could he handle a wild girl like Huo Silou?

Thud.

A dark token fell to the ground.

Huo Silou, who was about to speak, immediately shut her mouth. Her large eyes even began to shine.

At the same time, Luo Feng also fell silent.

But a moment later, he couldn't help but comment, "Master, that's bold. I was worrying for nothing. I'm out of here."

Jiang Cheng nodded, watching as Luo Feng left Changsheng Mountain.

This meeting between master and disciple didn't involve any tearful drama.

Luo Feng didn't even greet him once, or ask if he was suffering.

Nor did he promise to help restore his physical body or anything like that.

Not even a single word of comfort.

But Jiang Cheng understood clearly that although Luo Feng didn't show a strong desire to help him like Qian Shanxue would.

In reality, Luo Feng had already started doing so.

He just didn't want Jiang Cheng to know.

After Luo Feng left, only Jiang Cheng and Huo Silou remained.

Currently, Huo Silou was like a mouse starved for ten days seeing a grain of rice, staring fixedly at the Guild Establishment Token at her feet.

That gaze seemed as if it could devour the token.

However, seeing that Luo Feng had left, she forcibly shifted her gaze and curiously asked Jiang Cheng, "Why does he call you master?"

"What's your relationship with Qian Shanxue?"

"And Fist Sage? And Dharma Saint? What's your relationship with them?"

"Don't tell me you're my idol, God Jiang?"