Chapter 4: Just How Much Jealousy Does Mu Chen Want To Provoke For Gu Yunjue? (1/2)

After Gu Yunjue had finished washing up, he found that his room was already cleaned and organized. It actually wasn’t a small room even though the others had called it one. Even if Gu Yunjue was a young child at the moment, he would still find the room spacious when he grew up.

There was only a single wall that separated this room from Mu Chen’s room. In total, there were three floors in the place.

At the entrance, there was a man and a woman standing there. They were wearing robes that appeared as pure as water. Their appearances looked nice. They kept their heads bent, and they had their eyes lowered while they silently waited for instructions.

Jing Ming knocked on the door while carrying clothes in his arms. The black bamboo flute was now hanging from his waist. He unsteadily let himself into the room before Gu Yunjue could even say anything.

“You can wear my clothes for now. We already got some people to tailor some clothes for you. However, you can only start wearing them tomorrow.”

Gu Yunjue put on the white robe and jade belt. The clothes automatically shifted in size in order to fit his body. The clothes offered him a more lively look as it clung obediently to his body.

Jing Ming took out a white ribbon, and he shook it out for a bit. “Come closer so that I can give you a nice hairstyle. Master says that I am good at this type of thing.”

In the time that it takes to make a cup of tea….

Gu Yunjue looked at his new appearance in the mirror. It was hard to tell what he was feeling at the moment. To think that he, the Devil Lord, would have such an appearance after he had disrupted the three realms. Right now, his current appearance made it hard to tell whether he was male or female. Did his Master like this type of appearance with a bun updo?

Gu Yunjue looked suspiciously at Jing Ming. Jing Ming let out a cough before he turned to look at the sky. Gu Yunjue silently undid his hair. He then redid it again by himself. He used the ribbon to gather the hair at his temple and bring it to the back of his head. He left the remaining portions of his hair to freely flow along his back. After he neatly arranged his hair, he then turned to Jing Ming before he asked, “Why isn’t Master back yet?”

Jing Ming learned to use Mu Chen’s natural appearance that was so hard to change. He tilted his head to think before he answered, “Perhaps Palace Master went to the trial by the fire assembly? Does he want to find another disciple to keep you company?”

Gu Yunjue’s hand paused. There was a flash of irritation that went through his eyes. The only disciple that his Master needed was himself! If his Master dared to take another one, then he would choke that person to death. If he took in a bunch, then he would kill all of them!

Jing Ming did not notice the irritation that Gu Yunjue felt. Instead, Jing Ming’s curiosity began to swell up more.

“Are you really a boy? Are you a human, or are you actually a beast? Where did you get picked up from? When did Palace Master’s hobby turn into picking up people? Your fur isn’t that nice to look at though….”

Gu Yunjue looked at Jing Ming with a smile on his face. He raised an eyebrow that already looked extremely heroic before he solemnly stood up. He motioned Jing Ming closer with his finger. Jing Ming quickly lowered his head so that he could seriously listen to Gu Yunjue’s words. He then heard Gu Yunjue tell him in a hushed tone, “The truth is that Master gave birth to me after he accidentally took the wrong pill.”

Jing Ming was shocked by this, and he sucked in his breath.

Gu Yunjue tilted his head. He used one of his fine fingers to rub at the tear-shaped birthmark located near one of his eyes as laughter bubbled out from within him.

Jing Ming was now aware that Gu Yunjue was teasing him. He unhappily curled his lips upward. “You dishonest little child!”

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In the great hall of Chongyang Palace at the main peak.

While Yanyang Palace was exquisitely decorated, Chongyang Palace was completely colored in a light gray. However, Chongyang Palace was still beautiful. It was a tall building that had a reliable atmosphere. The dignity of the main peak was exuded in every direction.

Within the palace hall, there was an enormous mirror that sat there. It was showing the happenings of the trial, and it didn’t miss a second of it. The majority of the heads from each palace peak were also there with the Sect Master. The Sect was only able to obtain new disciples every ten years. It was obvious that they were all there to get their hands on a few of the good seedlings.

The new disciples were all doing their best at climbing. They didn’t even get the time to wipe off the sand and soil that fell onto their faces. The mountain was moist from the light rain which was the reason why the disciples had to use both hands to climb up the mountain in certain areas. The biggest fear that the immortals had was that the majority of the disciples would become half-hearted, and that they would thus give up halfway through. These disciples would have probably been talented. However, they would end up going astray. According to Lofty Cloudy Sect, this perseverance test held a lot of importance to them.

Mu Chen walked into the great hall. His magical robe, which was not contaminated by the mundane world, followed his movements. His robe also created a graceful curve with his movements. Mu Chen flashed by one of the elder’s eyes. That elder looked up to see Mu Chen’s remarkably beautiful face that held a frosty expression on it. Mu Chen’s long and narrow phoenix eyes swept across everyone’s faces. All of those people that fell under Mu Chen’s gaze felt as if the tip of a sword was aimed at their backs. This startled them to the point that they all stood up.

It was fortunate for them that Mu Chen only gave them a glance. That glance simply landed on them and just as quickly left them without any desire to cause them trouble. The ones that Mu Chen already glanced at collectively heaved a sigh of relief. However, it was only natural that there were also some people who held despise on their faces. In their opinions, the only thing Mu Chen had was a pretty face. This was the reason that Dang Yangzi raised him and allowed him to take control of Yanyang Palace at a young age. However, if it was someone else with this type of qualification, it was possible that they probably would be much farther than Mu Chen was in cultivation.

Mu Chen did not care about how the others in the room viewed him. Instead, he was focused on how the youngsters shown in the mirror looked like muddy monkeys. He was relieved that he had taken his little disciple away early. The injuries that his little disciple had would have made it impossible for him to climb the mountain.