Chapter 17
The transfer of the Scarlet Dawn Sword (Chixia sword) to Mu Chen had caused quite a stir in the Immortal Realm at the time. Many believed that a divine artifact placed in the hands of a mere alchemist would be an incredible waste, as it wouldn’t be able to unleash its true potential. Ji Qingyuan, of course, had heard of this matter. No one thought Mu Chen could bring out the sword’s power to its fullest. But reality was different, wasn’t it? Mu Chen’s swordsmanship was sharp, his strikes decisive, only when facing him did one truly experience his ruthlessness.
Ji Qingyuan suddenly thought of the “relationship” between Mu Chen and Yu Tianyi, and his heart trembled. Could it be that Yu Tianyi was trying to test him? Suppressing his underlying murderous intent, Ji Qingyuan stood in place and probed, “I wonder where Wanjian Sect has offended Elder Mu. Is this how Chongyun Sect treats its guests?!”
Mu Chen retorted, “I’m fighting you. What does that have to do with your sect? Come at me again!”
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Mu Chen’s hand paused, surprised. He turned his head to look at the newcomer. Sitting on Chu Qianshuang’s shoulder was Gu Yunjue, holding a piece of spiritual stone he had dug out from the formation’s node. Gu Yunjue stared at him, his eyes intense.
What use did such a character have for the master personally taking action? What if his hands got dirty? His little master should be at his side, enjoying activities he liked day by day. Leave the dirty work like killing to him.
Jumping down from Chu Qianshuang’s shoulder, Gu Yunjue took a couple of steps forward. A small figure with a smiling face, he emanated an aura of tranquility and silence the moment he spoke. Everyone’s gaze turned towards him as if a mystical aura had appeared, an innate charisma, or rather, the imposing presence of a superior.
Ignoring the shocked, awed, and inquisitive gazes around him, Gu Yunjue’s lips curved slightly. He raised his foot and walked towards Mu Chen. In the moonlight, his shadow stretched long, giving Mu Chen a fleeting illusion. The man who could control the Three Realms with a single hand was hidden within this little guy’s shadow, always there.
Finally, Gu Yunjue stood beneath Mu Chen, extending his hand towards him. His tone was gentle as he coaxed, “Master, come down.”
Suddenly, Mu Chen felt that nothing else was as appealing as the little hand beneath him.
His disciple was still here, right here.
The clash was interrupted by a single statement from Gu Yunjue. Ji Qingyuan’s face turned iron-gray, and Mu Chen ceased his actions, leaving him dumbfounded. If he dared to strike Mu Chen first on Chongyun Sect’s territory, let alone Chongyun Sect, even Yu Tianyi would not agree. Now, all Ji Qingyuan could do was grind his teeth and swallow his hatred. The unrestrained resentment made his handsome features turn dull, while his slightly twitching face and sinister gaze betrayed his unwillingness.
The next day, they were going to visit Chongyun Sect. Ji Qingyuan was faced with the dilemma of having to extend his face again and endure another beating from Mu Chen. How could he bear this humiliation?!
Ji Qingyuan also thought about the timing when Yu Tianyi sent him here and the fact that Mu Chen, with no apparent reason, had attacked him. Ji Qingyuan’s mind was cunning and full of calculations. He pondered a lot. Could it be that Yu Tianyi had sensed his actions and wanted to use Mu Chen to get rid of him?
For hundreds of years, he had lived under the reputation of Yu Tianyi. He was observant and adaptable, and fifty years ago, he had used the hands of the demonic realm to kill Yu Tianyi’s only disciple, gaining the opportunity to control Wanjian Sect. If the other party found out that his disciple had been harmed by him… At that moment, Ji Qingyuan felt a trace of fear.
At that moment, Gu Yunjue gestured with his finger, and a strand of demonic energy silently attached itself to Ji Qingyuan. It was like planting a seed of corruption that only needed nutrients to sprout and break its shell. Gu Yunjue believed that someone like Ji Qingyuan had the latent potential for corruption. Killing him now would undoubtedly bring trouble to Gu Yunjue himself. Wanjian Sect would not agree. His little master was too kind-hearted. Sometimes, he didn’t need to get his hands dirty to kill someone. At times, the kindest action was to end their life. So, in the future, he could handle such matters.
Mu Chen naturally didn’t know what his obedient little disciple had done unnoticed. He was lamenting that he couldn’t kill in front of his disciple anymore. He couldn’t chop up Ji Qingyuan, and he was truly frustrated.
Floating over to Gu Yunjue, Mu Chen landed next to him. Without his crown, his black hair lightly floated, forming a graceful arc. Mu Chen lowered his head, grabbed Gu Yunjue’s hand, and without a word, without any intention of explaining, he lifted his foot to leave.
Ji Qingyuan used his sword to block their path and sneered, “Elder Mu, you come and go as you please, showing up whenever you want. Are you intentionally humiliating me?”
Mu Chen nodded. “Yes.”
“Ha!” The few who had stayed behind to watch were individuals with strong qi who weren’t afraid of being accidentally hurt. Upon hearing Mu Chen openly admit it, they found it quite interesting. A young man dressed in purple robes on the tea house opposite them burst into laughter. With peach blossom eyes and thin lips, he had a flirtatious appearance. Gu Yunjue raised his head to glance at him and saw the man waving at him. In a light-hearted voice, he transmitted, “Your master is quite amusing. Keep an eye on this, don’t lose it.”
Gu Yunjue pretended not to hear and held Mu Chen’s hand as the master and disciple strolled away, leaving behind their small figures with an inexplicable calmness.
Ji Qingyuan watched Mu Chen’s departing figure and stood silently in place, his gaze as deep as the night. The three youths who were sensitive to the good and evil of others were eager to give it a try. When the three of them joined forces, it seemed like they might be able to stand a chance against Ji Qingyuan.
The three of them exchanged glances: Should they beat him up?
Jing Ting and Chu Qianshuang already had their hands on their sword hilts: Let’s beat him!
Jing Ming took off the bone pendant from his flute, pressed it into the groove at the end of the flute, and the flute emitted a hum, changing its color to pure white. Upon closer listening, there was still a buzzing sound, which was quite irritating to hear.
Just then, a cool breeze came from behind their heads. The three of them realized it wasn’t good and, with a shared understanding, they bolted.
Yue Mingze gritted his teeth and landed on the ground, stomping heavily to leave a large footprint. With a sweep of his sleeve, he immobilized the three troublesome kids. First, he slapped Jing Ming away: Why did you inform the Martial uncle ahead of time? If you didn’t tell him, this mess wouldn’t have happened tonight!
Then he slapped Chu Qianshuang away: Why are you coming out at this late hour? Why aren’t you holding your disciple and sleeping?
Finally, he glanced at the cold-faced Jing Ting and slapped him away too: You’re always scaring people with that icy face. Can’t you stop causing trouble for the younger generation?
Since he didn’t really know who these three kids deeply, sending them all flying felt like a relief to him. Still, he had to clean up the mess. He cupped his hands and said with a serious expression, “It seems like staying here isn’t an option anymore. Friend Ji traveled a long way to be here; he’s a distinguished guest. If there’s any misunderstanding, let’s discuss it at Chongyun Sect.”
This statement undoubtedly gave Ji Qingyuan some face. The Sect Master personally came out to welcome him, and not going would be seen as disrespectful. However, after Mu Chen’s actions just now, where was the misunderstanding?
Invited into Chongyun Sect, Ji Qingyuan’s complexion hadn’t improved. Thinking about having to report today’s events to Yu Tianyi, he was filled with hatred to the point where his teeth went numb. In that moment, a thought surged within him – he should kill both Yu Tianyi and Mu Chen to find relief.
He didn’t even realize that a strand of black demonic energy had flashed through his eyes, tinged with a hint of bloody red. It entered his meridians and mingled with his spiritual energy before eventually settling in his dantian, lying dormant.
Back in Yanyang Palace with Mu Chen, Gu Yunjue seemed to sense something. He curled his lips into a faint smile, feeling quite content.
Mu Chen poked his forehead full of dissatisfaction and sternly lectured, “Go to sleep; you won’t grow taller.”
Gu Yunjue raised an eyebrow and extended a finger to poke Mu Chen’s waist. As he poked, he spoke, “Master, that person who allowed you to toss your disciple out, do you have a grudge against him?”
Mu Chen let out a sigh and nodded. Yes, he had a big grudge. The guy used a sword to poke at him, and he also snatched away the money that his Master had set aside for him to marry a wife. Mu Chen lifted Gu Yunjue and tossed him onto the bed once again. Then he lay down on his side, looking at Gu Yunjue’s baozi-like face. His mood was instantly healed. He pinched Gu Yunjue’s cheek, worriedly educating him, “If someone bullies you in the future, remember to fight back fiercely, eradicate the problem at its root to prevent future troubles.” Mu Chen’s tone carried some regret. He really wanted to strike Ji Qingyuan down with his sword tonight; it was all thanks to this brat that things got complicated. Shedding blood right now was a bit premature.
Gu Yunjue took off his clothes, leaving only a thin undershirt. In a good mood, he squinted his eyes, pouncing over to press Mu Chen’s body into a horizontal position. He then placed his head on Mu Chen’s belly and innocently asked, “What if you can’t win?”
Mu Chen rubbed Gu Yunjue’s small head and snorted, “If I can’t win, come back to your master.”
With a joyful flip, Gu Yunjue turned around and lay on top of Mu Chen’s body. Propping up his chin, he smiled and asked, “And what if Master can’t win either?”
Without further hesitation, Mu Chen continued, “Then you should escape. A gentleman seeks revenge and it’s never too late.”
The master and disciple chatted for a while, until Gu Yunjue lay on Mu Chen’s chest and fell asleep. Mu Chen sighed, held Gu Yunjue close, covered them both with a blanket, and gazed quietly at his young disciple’s peaceful sleeping face. His heart grew increasingly serene. With his little disciple by his side, well-behaved and understanding, he felt a deep sense of reassurance. Suddenly losing interest in further cultivation, Mu Chen shifted his body and looked at Gu Yunjue, gradually closing his eyes.
As expected, in the middle of the night, Gu Yunjue sat up again, unsurprisingly…
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