The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Gu Yunjue turned to Jing Ming and asked, “Who is this Uncle Li exactly?”

Jing Ming tilted his head in thought and replied, “Five years ago, he came to ask the Palace Master for help with an injury. After he recovered, he said he would only leave after repaying a debt of life to the Palace Master. He’s been here all this time, helping the Palace Master with cultivating herbs. We don’t know where he came from, but he’s a good person.”

Gu Yunjue looked at the flowers in his hand. The pure wood spiritual power on it wasn’t something an ordinary person possessed. It was innate talent, unlearnable. Gu Yunjue gently stroked the branch in his hand, suppressing the doubts in his heart. Suddenly, he smiled. His little master, indeed, had a knack for attracting peculiar individuals.

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Shortly after, Yue Mingze’s figure materialized.

Seeing Mu Chen, Yue Mingze instinctively stood up straight, his expression tense. Regardless of the circumstances, whenever he encountered this senior uncle who had left a psychological shadow on him during his childhood, Sect Master Yue couldn’t help but feel nervous, resembling a quail. 

Knowing that Mu Chen disliked long-windedness, he went straight to the point, “It’s about the incident where you were attacked by demonic cultivators. I believe there are many doubts, and I wanted to know what happened at that time. Do you have a moment, Shishu?” As Yue Mingze spoke, he discreetly observed Mu Chen’s expression. Seeing his mild demeanor, he felt that Mu Chen’s mood was acceptable, and he relaxed slightly.

Seeing Mu Chen walk over to the stone table within the bamboo forest and take a seat, he gestured for Yue Mingze to sit across from him. Yue Mingze quickly adjusted his robe and sat down obediently, maintaining an erect posture.

Mu Chen was puzzled, “Are you afraid of me?”

Yue Mingze shook his head vigorously, resembling a rattle drum, his expression stern, “Not afraid. Shishu is such a gentle person. How could I be afraid?”

This statement caused a few maids to stifle their laughter. Many knew that their Palace Master was renowned for his icy demeanor; being gentle was unheard of.

Mu Chen was equally perplexed. He tilted his head, thinking. Just what had he done in the past to make Yue Mingze so afraid of him? He considered himself to have a good memory, recalling many things clearly. However, he couldn’t remember the reason behind this. This disciple was brought back by his shixiong from the foot of the mountain. The child had injuries when he arrived and was brought here for treatment. At the time, Mu Chen remembered seeing a young child who appeared tender and full of vitality, treating him kindly and showing him special care.

Mu Chen couldn’t recall and decided to give up. He instructed a maid to prepare tea, then pondered about the incident in the back mountain. Suddenly, his expression turned serious as he looked into Yue Mingze’s eyes and said, “The one who attacked me was an old man dressed in black, his face covered.”

A person who didn’t normally lie repeated the words a five-year-old had said. Yue Mingze nodded, thinking there must be a reason, and was about to listen to the details. However, he saw Mu Chen take a deep breath, and with a steady tone, he said, “That’s it.”

His voice was like a glass of fine wine, intoxicatingly pleasant, but it was too brief, leaving a sense of unease.

“Is that all…?” Yue Mingze widened his eyes. “You said even less than your disciple did. At the very least, your disciple mentioned which direction the other party fled.”

Mu Chen nodded, pleased, “Of course, my disciple is quite clever.”

Yue Mingze: “…” Can we have a proper conversation, shishu?

It seemed that this topic couldn’t be pursued. After a moment of hesitation, Yue Mingze took out a red card. He carefully watched Mu Chen’s expression as he pushed the card forward, as if implying that if Mu Chen got angry, he’d take it back. “This is a greeting card from Wan Jian Sect. They wish to ask Shishu to examine the old injuries of Daoist Xing Xuan.”

Yue Mingze had just taken a sip of tea from the maidservant’s hand, trying to gather his courage, as he anticipated that the next part of the conversation might irritate Mu Chen.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Wan Jian Sect, Mu Chen’s expression turned frosty in an instant, and an intense killing intent filled his eyes. He picked up the greeting card, read it, then slammed it onto the table and gritted his teeth, saying coldly, “I won’t go!” Back when he was forced to near death, old Daoist Xing Xuan was instrumental in pushing him toward death. Why hadn’t he considered Mu Chen’s past help back then?

“Pfft!” Startled by Mu Chen’s reaction, Yue Mingze sprayed tea out in a burst, looking rather miserable. “Sh… Shishu?”

Mu Chen’s eyes remained filled with killing intent. “Is there anything else?”

“Well…”

“Speak!”

“Yes! In fact, there was also a proposal of marriage brought up before. Sect Master Yu Tianyi of Wan Jian Sect wishes to meet you. I initially wanted to decline, but I couldn’t make the decision on your behalf…” Yue Mingze’s voice grew softer and softer, and the noble air he had maintained earlier vanished completely. His once-dignified face turned bright red from nervousness.

Mu Chen continued to look at Yue Mingze coldly, until he seemed to pierce the latter’s entire body with icicles. Yue Mingze even felt his buttocks hurting from sitting, feeling thoroughly uncomfortable. Only then did Mu Chen’s chilly demeanor ease a bit, and he smiled wryly, “Marry him? I might as well marry you. Would you marry me?” 

At this moment, Mu Chen was dressed in a refined blue Daoist robe with a coronet securing his hair. His ink-black hair cascaded smoothly down to his waist, swaying gently in the wind. His ethereal bearing was like that of an immortal. His complexion still retained a hint of pallor, emphasizing his phoenix-like eyes that glittered like stars. Even though his expression was usually reserved, his delicate features, suddenly imbued with a unique radiance, momentarily entranced those who saw him.

Yue Mingze, though not very attentive to Mu Chen, found himself somewhat dumbfounded at this moment. The crisp voice of a child shattered the awkward atmosphere. Gu Yunjue, holding a bundle of “tree branches without flowers” gifted by the handsome Shishu who had impure intentions toward his master, appeared with a smile that carried a childlike innocence. His exquisite eyebrows and eyes curved, even the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye seemed to follow his “good mood,” appearing as vivid as blood.

He’s so shameless. He was only gone for a short while, and his little master was already thinking about finding a dao companion. A male partner at that, and a timid, cowardly one at that! He dared to smile at him!

What happened to raising him before letting him have a partner? Wasn’t he more important than this frail little pumpkin who’d shatter at a touch?

They should really hide this disobedient person away. Nobody should see him except for himself!

Seeing his little disciple smiling so brightly, Mu Chen no longer teased Yue Mingze and beckoned Gu Yunjue over.

Gu Yunjue climbed onto Mu Chen’s lap, gazing at Yue Mingze across the table with eyes full of amusement. Yue Mingze suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and a sense of extreme danger enveloped him. Especially within his spiritual consciousness, he couldn’t help but shiver. He furrowed his brow, sensing that this child was somehow different from when he’d first seen him. For an instant, he perceived a jarring discordance in that sweet smile, as if it held a trace of mischief.

Before Yue Mingze could say anything, Mu Chen, who had been quietly observing, reached out for the tea cup in front of him, tested its temperature with a gentle touch, and then handed it to Gu Yunjue. The child obediently took a sip, displaying a docile expression that made Yue Mingze question whether he was seeing things. Mu Chen’s eyes also revealed a momentary satisfaction. Since Gu Yunjue had returned, he had dedicated all his thoughts to his disciple, not sparing him a single glance. Seeing this scene, Yue Mingze wasn’t sure whether he should pursue the matter further. Awkwardly, he commented, “Shidi has changed a lot. Only two days under Shishu’s care, and he’s become an entirely different person. He’s grown more sturdy.”

Mu Chen accepted the compliment, his face still somewhat cold. “I’m good at taking care of him.”

With both of Gu Yunjue’s small hands holding the just-sipped tea cup, he offered it to Mu Chen. “Shizun, have some tea.”

Mu Chen’s previously unpleasant expression instantly softened, seemingly not bothered that Gu Yunjue had drunk from it. He took a gentle sip, his eyes expressing a milder emotion.

The master and disciple across from each other shared a deep bond. At this moment, Gu Yunjue resembled an ordinary child. Yue Mingze suppressed his doubts, deciding not to bring up any more questions. He stood up, performed a courteous bow, and said, “I will take my leave now. I’ll come to see Shishu another day.” After all the talk he had engaged in during this visit, nothing had been accomplished. Staying longer would only be futile.

“Wait a moment,” Mu Chen called out to Yue Mingze. His volatile emotions had been soothed by Gu Yunjue. “Yu Tianyi’s intention to form a Daoist partnership with me stems from a different reason and isn’t based on personal emotions. I will write him a letter, and this matter will not be brought up again in the future. As for Xing Xuan’s injuries, hmph, you can handle the refusal.”

Yu Tianyi’s reputation in the Immortal Realm is indeed considerable. The Wan Jian Sect he oversees holds a higher position among the four sects than Chongyun Sect. Furthermore, Yu Tianyi’s personal aptitude is truly exceptional, just one step away from the Nascent Tribulation stage. Perhaps in just a few years, he will ascend to the Divine Realm. It wouldn’t be wise to offend him. How can I politely decline?

Mu Chen, seeing Yue Mingze wearing a troubled expression and wanting to ask something but not daring to, glanced at him with disdain and said coldly, “Yu Tianyi has a junior disciple who manages many affairs within the sect. You can tell him that I find that junior disciple quite unpleasant, and use that as a reason.”

“Ji Qingyuan?!” Yue Mingze looked at Mu Chen in confusion. “Shishu, Ji Qingyuan is known for his humility.”

Mu Chen snorted, “Humility? Hmph! He’s nothing but a hypocrite, with a smaller heart than a eunuch’s.” He immediately tore off the mask Ji Qingyuan had been wearing, revealing how dirty he truly was inside. He had been blind in his previous life to become friends with him, and in the end, he even lost his disciple’s life because of it.

Mu Chen patted Gu Yunjue’s head and, with his gaze passing through the bamboo forest, looked towards the depths of the mountains, filled with puzzlement. Why did Yu Tianyi want to become Dao companions with him? 

In his previous life, he had never heard anyone mention this. Yu Tianyi’s cultivation surpassed his by a wide margin, and he was the sect master of a major sect. It was impossible for him to have such thoughts after just a chance encounter.

Mu Chen never believed in vague and elusive feelings; he considered them a burden for cultivators. Suddenly, he remembered that shortly after this in his previous life, Yu Tianyi had passed on the position of sect master to Ji Qingyuan and had secluded himself. Could there be something wrong with Yu Tianyi’s body?

The Nine Yang Netherfire and the Nine Yin Frigid Ice coexisted within him. He had obtained them ten years ago in a perilous secret realm, which had allowed him to directly advance from the Mid Nascent Soul stage to the Early Divine Transformation stage. Blessings and misfortunes went hand in hand; during that injury, he had also been infected with a fiery poison. Aside from consuming pills to control it, the only way to neutralize it was to become Dao companions with the recipient of the Nine Yin Frigid Ice, which was Yu Tianyi.

Unlike himself, Yu Tianyi couldn’t save himself through alchemy. He could only use Mu Chen’s Nine Yang Netherfire to neutralize it. With this in mind, the idea of forming a marriage alliance suddenly made sense.

Seeing Mu Chen lost in thought, Yue Mingze wanted to take his leave. At that moment, Gu Yunjue, sitting opposite them, suddenly wore a childlike expression and asked him, “Shixiong, please stay. There’s something I don’t understand.”

Author’s Note: Irresponsible Mini Drama:

Gu Yunjue: “You actually let Master deceive me and get to know so many people without me! Unforgivable!”

Black Cat: “Of course, when your master was born, you weren’t even an embryo.” ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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