Chapter 2 (1/2)

Seeing that Mu Chen agreed, Gu Yunjue happily put his arms around Mu Chen’s neck. Pointing to the distant dark cloud test peak, he asked, “I do not need to participate in trials? Those big brothers said that as long as I climb this mountain, I can find immortality.”

Not used to being so close to another person, Mu Chen was somewhat irritable and turned his face away, his expression a bit awkward. His words are overbearing and irrefutable: ”Does my disciple need to climb the mountain like a mud monkey?”

In his arms the little thing is thin, his body doesn’t have much meat, therefore the urgent task is to raise the child well.

This metaphor amused Gu Yunjue. Squinting his eyes, he looked at Mu Chen’s handsome face that is very near. Stretching out a finger, he poked gently. The skin of his teacher is quite white and nearly transparent. This time has the master has absorbed the nine-Yang Hades fire? Are you already suffering from that fire? And in the master’s body, there is a familiar force that is attracting him, the attraction can be felt in … the chest area.

The little hand moved from the face to the chest, and placed it at the place where Chen’s heart was beating.

Mu Chen bowed his head, looking at the child in arms. His eyes fell on the hands on his chest. This boy just touched his face and now touched the chest, what is this?

“Shizun?”

“……”

Being called Shizun, Mu Chen suddenly felt strange, temporarily did not care about the small claws. His gentle eyes looked at Gu Yunjue for some time, not knowing what to say, but he did not know that the heart of the person at his bosom is also full of complex feelings.

“Shizun is hot, so good.” Gu Yunjue smiled around Mu Chen’s neck, his small face looking up, intimately rubbing Mu Chen’s cheek. Unseen by Mu Chen, the dark eyes flash red.

The master’s warm heart is again beating. It’s not a gradually cooling corpse in Gu Yunjue’s arms. Gu Yunjue feels no guilt at the destruction of the three realms, the only thing he regrets is that his master was implicated. Although he knew that time would go backwards, he hadn’t expected that he would return so many years before. In fact, if he had traveled five years more, there would be no such a person here.

Looking at his little hand, Gu Yunjue knows he will have to start all over again.

Everything should be in his control, but Mu Chen appeared ten years ahead of time. This is something that he needs to think about but it is undeniable that the living person is once again standing in front of him, so close.

Master, he was the only salvation/redemption before the rebirth. (TN: The only good thing in his life before his rebirth.)

After rebirth, it is the obsession of this life.

Not knowing that a lot of suffering had made the heart very fragile and that he was poking a raw nerve, Mu Chen patted the child’s back and shifted him to a more comfortable position, saying: “Only the dead are cool, the teacher is naturally hot.”

“Shizun?”

“Uh huh.”

“Shizun?”

“Uh huh.”

Thinking that the small disciple might be afraid of heights, Mu Chen’s facial expression softens, the corner of his mouth moves slightly, and he gently stroked Gu Yunjue’s head. The child’s looks a bit starved, the hair quality is very bad. In his mind/imagination flashed countless images, the small child disciple being bullied, worked hard but not given enough food. Mu Chen, in distress, decides that whatever his disciple likes, he will try to get for him.

Rubbing Gu Yunjue’s head, he plans to grant his disciple a wood hairpin with a protective spirit.

If others know this idea of ​​Mu Chen’s they will think that he must be crazy.

Cultivator’s weapons are ranked thus: the major categories are defense, support, and offensive. There are low-grade goods, high-grade goods and best quality goods. Weapon refiners of Mu Chen’s level are rare. They are the kind who are aloof and lofty. Who among them would refine a spiritual device hairpin for a child?

It’s not that no one is willing to refine that, it’s just that it is too extravagant for a child. To raise an apprentice like that, it’s even worse than spoiling a son.

Gu Yunjue felt Mu Chen’s unique gentleness. His mouth curved charmingly, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes became crescent moons, like a little fairy of the heavenly healing department.

Mu Chen’s face was a little softer, the little disciple is really naive, and must now be taught well so that his path will not be crooked.