Chapter 150: Gifting the Blade

"Speak."

Su Ming carried his long sword on his back, his figure thin in his gray robe.

He was very patient with this girl.

"Brother Ming, why are you so powerful?" Lia asked very directly.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming just smiled slightly.

In his previous life, he was the God of Slaughter; in this life, he is the Sword God.

He could be considered a powerhouse with half a dual-god profession.

Should he tell her this secret too?

Impossible.

Even to Ji Yao, Su Ming wouldn't reveal it.

"Persistence."

Su Ming pondered for a moment.

He just said those two words plainly.

Actually, he didn't really believe in this answer himself.

Persistence?

There are too few things that persistence can change.

Talent is enough to crush everything.

A piece of trash with one-star talent, no matter how hard they try, cannot compare to a ten-star genius.

An orphan without family influence cannot compete on the same stage as the young masters of those great families.

This world is constructed this way.

But... one must still persist.

Even if hope is out of reach, even if the probability is slim to none.

One must still persist.

Because as long as you persist, there can be hope.

And if you don't persist, there is no possibility at all.

These are the two extremes of possibility and impossibility.

In his previous life, even when Su Ming was forced to the Cave of Death, he persisted in not handing over the Reverse Dao God Ring, choosing to perish together with them.

That is why he was reborn.

This was the reward persistence gave him.

Su Ming chose to share this experience with her.

Perhaps they were just two insignificant words that couldn't bring her any immediate results.

But when she heard these two words, she nodded seriously.

It seemed she had firmly etched these two words into her heart.

If it were a human, they would certainly think that Su Ming was just using this as a stalling tactic.

And Su Ming indeed thought so too.

But for a naturally pure half-orc, there weren't so many twists and turns in her brain.

Lia very naturally took these two words as Su Ming's true answer.

And this was precisely where her advantage lay.

Lia felt it was somewhat profound; her eyes were serious, yet she still only half-understood.

She knew that perhaps she would need to spend many years to understand what true persistence meant.

Once her village was slaughtered, she was homeless and lived in a daze every day.

But now, she had a direction to move forward and was no longer lost.

"I know now, I will work hard in the direction you said!"

Her cat ears twitched slightly, and she seemed to be in high spirits, standing up straight.

"Finally, I have one more thing!"

Subsequently, she bowed deeply.

"Brother Su Ming, take me as your apprentice!"

"I want to become as powerful as you and learn your skills!"

"Especially that sword strike you used to kill the black-robed human; it was... just too cool."

As she spoke, she looked as if she were about to drool.

It was as if that wasn't a combat move, but some kind of delicious food.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, take you as an apprentice?"

"Sure."

"But I must warn you, humans are very evil." ### CHAPTER 152