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

DTPDTDS 22

Chapter 22

Mu Chen, hearing that many people sought him outside, looked questioningly at Jing Ting. “What people?”

Jing Ting succinctly replied, “Gift-givers.”

“Hmm?”

“Apprenticeship gifts.”

Mu Chen tilted his head. “What’s that?”

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“Congratulations on taking on a disciple. These are gifts for you and the young Palace Lord,” a quick-witted servant girl explained on behalf of the taciturn Jing Ting, anxious about the strained communication between the two quiet individuals.

Mu Chen suddenly remembered. This hadn’t happened in his previous life. “Since they’ve been sent, give them all to Yun’er.”

“Oh.” Jing Ting responded, frowning as he went to deal with the gift-givers. These opportunistic flatterers only came bearing gifts after his Palace Lord’s impressive display of power yesterday, which Jing Ting found utterly repulsive.

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“Since you like him, let’s keep him.”

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“Thank you, Master.”

Hearing that he could stay, Guan Shan breathed a sigh of relief, smiling as he bowed to Mu Chen. “Thank you, Palace Lord.”

Mu Chen waved his hand, instructing Jing Ting to take him away. Whether he was useful or not still needed to be assessed.

Gu Yun Jue wrapped his arms around Mu Chen’s neck, resting against him, inhaling the refreshing scent of his master. A satisfied smile gradually spread across his lips. His master was so obedient, so docile. With Guan Shan here, even if he was away on business, someone could protect the Yan Yang Palace, protect his master. With Guan Shan present, it would be more convenient for him to act.

Guan Shan’s abilities were undeniable. In a short while, he organized a list of the gifts that had just arrived. Mu Chen glanced over it. The items, while not particularly precious, were not common either, clearly chosen with care. Even the Yan Yang Palace had joined in the fun, sending Gu Yun Jue a roasted chicken. This was clearly not Liu Han Zhi’s idea. The only one who would give food as a gift was the gluttonous Chu Qian Shuang.

“Among these items, perhaps only this roasted chicken is free from ulterior motives.” Mu Chen pointed to the list, a slight smile playing on his lips. “These are all for you. Do with them as you see fit.”

“All for me?” Gu Yun Jue chuckled. His master was truly exceptionally generous, giving him everything without a second glance. What could he possibly give in return for such affection?

Jing Ming had already picked up a food box, about to open it, when he suddenly sensed something amiss. He sniffed, then instinctively looked at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen looked at him. “What’s wrong?”

Jing Ming said in shock, “There’s… demonic energy.”

Jing Ming wasn’t human. He was a descendant of the ancient divine beast, the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, he had come from the demon realm to the immortal realm. Unwilling to be bound by a contract and become a spirit pet, he had transformed into human form and hidden himself with Mu Chen. Mu Chen treated him like a disciple, and Jing Ming had grown accustomed to this comfortable life. Yet, even in comfort, he was still a demon cultivator, highly sensitive to demonic energy.

Chu Qian Shuang’s gift carried demonic energy. What did that imply?

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“It’s bad, Palace Lord! Little Six has been captured by a demon!” Jing Ming exclaimed in alarm.

Mu Chen rolled his eyes at him. You’re a demon yourself, what are you afraid of? Remembering that the pills that concealed Jing Ting and Jing Ming’s demonic energy were running low, Mu Chen entered the alchemy room again. Two days later, he emerged with a dozen bottles of pills, dividing them into three portions. He gave two portions to Jing Ting, instructing him, “Send one portion to Little Six, and tell him not to wander around these next few days.”

“Chu Qian Shuang is also…”

“Shh!” A slender finger gently pressed against Jing Ting’s lips, effectively silencing him. Looking at the rare look of shock on Jing Ting’s face, Mu Chen’s lips curved into a gentle smile. “Go on. Now you don’t need to worry about your identities being exposed.” Since they were of the same kind, the three children of similar age should have common ground and could become good friends.

The warm touch on his lips caused Jing Ting to blush deeply. He took the pills from Mu Chen’s hand and turned, darting away as swiftly as his swordsmanship, his figure quickly disappearing.

Mu Chen frowned, unsure why the child was so flustered.

Gu Yun Jue, who had been forced to walk the black egg with a red ribbon tied around its neck all day, had just returned. From the window, he witnessed this scene. His little master had finally emerged from the alchemy room, and his little master’s fair fingers had touched another’s lips… Gu Yun Jue entered with a somber expression, wordlessly grabbing Mu Chen’s fingers and vigorously wiping them with a handkerchief.

“Yun’er?”

“Master, your action just now resembled teasing a virtuous young man. Please don’t do that again in the future; it could be misunderstood.” Gu Yun Jue gazed intently into Mu Chen’s eyes. Seeing the clarity in them, devoid of any special feelings for Jing Ting, his expression softened. He coaxed in a gentle tone, “Look, you’ve scared Jing Ting away. I guarantee his gaze will be evasive when he returns to see you.”

Mu Chen paused, then looked apologetically in the direction Jing Ting had left. He was in the wrong. He’d forgotten that Jing Ting was no longer a child and should maintain some distance. However, teasing a virtuous young man? How did his little disciple even know such a thing? Recalling Gu Yun Jue’s injuries upon arrival, countless unpleasant images flashed through Mu Chen’s mind. He caressed Gu Yun Jue’s head with heartache, believing that this unfavored child must have witnessed many unsavory things. The larger the clan, the more such hidden darkness existed.

Lifting Gu Yun Jue up again, Mu Chen felt that he had gained some weight. He patted his back with satisfaction and promised, “I won’t do it again.”

Gu Yun Jue smiled. “Master, how old will you be when you stop carrying me like this?”

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“While you’re still small. Once you’re a year older, I won’t be able to anymore.”

Gu Yun Jue twirled a strand of Mu Chen’s hair around his finger, bringing it to his lips for a gentle sniff. He smiled. “Then I can hold Master’s hand. It doesn’t matter how old I get.”

Mu Chen took these words as a child’s jest, smiling gently and agreeing. He thought that in a few years, even if he wanted to hold hands, his little disciple wouldn’t allow it. As he grew older, he would surely have many different thoughts.

Having spent two days and nights refining pills, Mu Chen felt uncomfortable all over. He simply tossed the black egg from Gu Yun Jue’s hands and carried him to the back mountain.

There was a spiritual spring here, his designated bathing place.

Distant mountains appeared like dark eyebrows, while nearby flowers and grass surrounded them. Amidst the misty water vapor, the spiritual spring flowed gently, its faint mist making everything appear hazy. It was now evening, and the setting sun cast a faint pink hue upon the mist. Protected by a constant barrier, no outsider had ever set foot here. Fallen petals drifted along with the water, tranquil and relaxing, easing the mind and soul.

Mu Chen placed Gu Yun Jue on the ground and asked, “Want to bathe together?”

Gu Yun Jue had known Mu Chen’s intentions upon arriving. Hearing these words, the tips of his ears turned slightly red. “Master, I… this disciple should excuse himself…”

Mu Chen tugged on the child’s sleeve, a rare playful glint in his eyes. “Shy?”

“Master, you really are…” Gu Yun Jue narrowed his eyes, a pure smile on his face. “Since you insist, then this disciple will not stand on ceremony.”

Mu Chen wasn’t sure if he had misheard, but he felt that the child’s tone was slightly emphatic when he said he wouldn’t stand on ceremony.

Author’s Notes:

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Irresponsible Short Play:

Gu Yun Jue: “Master invited me to bathe together!” ︿( ̄︶ ̄)︿

Black Cat: “Yesterday, he wanted to cut off your balls.” ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Gu Yun Jue: “Master brought me to such a private place. Master loves me the most.” ︿( ̄︶ ̄)︿

Black Cat: “Loves you so much he wants to cut off your balls.” →_→

*Gu Yun Jue’s charming but subtly menacing smile ^_^ *

Black Cat: “If you dare hit me, I’ll tell little Master to cut off your balls.”╭(╯^╰)╮


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