Chapter 10: If I Have To Marry Him, Then I’m Better Off Marrying You. Want To Marry? (1/2)

Gu Yunjue turned towards Jing Ming and asked, “Just who is this Uncle Li?”

Jing Ming tilted his head. He thought for a bit before he answered, “Five years ago, he came to ask Palace Master to heal his injuries. After his injuries were healed, he wanted to pay Palace Master back before he left. From that point on, he had always been there to help Palace Master plant medicinal plants. We also have no idea about where he came from. All we know is that he is a good person.”

Gu Yunjue looked down at the branches of Cold Fragrant Flowers in his arms. The pure wood spiritual power exuding from the flowers was not something that an ordinary person could possess. This was a natural gift. It wasn’t something that you could simply learn. Gu Yunjue caressed the branches that were in his hand. He pushed down the doubt that stirred in his heart and suddenly smiled to himself. His little Master was someone that attracted strange people.

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Mu Chen took an Essence Returning Pill and meditated for an hour. After doing so, he was finally able to heal his injured organs and body. Fortunately, that devil qi did not have the intention to attack him. It had avoided his purple dantain and spirit terrace. If it were the case where his purple dantain and spirit terrace had been attacked, then his cultivation level would have dropped. He would then have to go into seclusion in order to heal himself.

Once Mu Chen opened his eyes, they appeared to be clear and calm. At his side, there was a white flame that suddenly appeared. Mu Chen extended his finger and the flame turned into a butterfly that was slightly dancing. It landed on top of his beautiful slender finger. His clear eyes became brighter and more gloomy as it followed the movement of the flame. He thus made a resolution to himself. Once his disciple reached adulthood, he would then go out to find medicinal herbs that would rid him of the fire poison inside his body.

It was at this moment that a familiar breath was transmitted in from the outside. After Mu Chen had determined who it was, the flame on his finger disappeared. Mu Chen’s figure flashed and he found himself already at the bamboo forest.

Soon after, Yue Mingze’s silhouette appeared.

Once he caught sight of Mu Chen, Yue Mingze subconsciously straightened himself. Even his skin was taut. Whenever Yue Mingze saw his Martial Uncle, he was reminded of the clear mental shadow from his childhood. Seeing Mu Chen would make him feel terrified like a quail. Yue Mingze decided to get to the point of why he was here since he knew that Mu Chen didn’t like when things were long-winded. “I think that there were a lot of odd factors in the matter of you being attacked by a devil cultivator. I would like to know what happened that day, if Martial Uncle could spare the time?” Yue Mingze observed Mu Chen’s expression as he spoke. Yue Mingze noticed that Mu Chen’s expression appeared to be a mild one. In this case, he must not be in a bad mood today. Yue Mingze felt more at ease.

Yue Mingze watched as Mu Chen made his way towards a stone table within the bamboo forest. He sat down and nodded his head towards the other side, indicating for Yue Mingze to sit down. Yue Mingze hurriedly adjusted his clothes and obediently sat down. Yue Mingze adjusted his waist and back so that they were perfectly straight.

Mu Chen felt puzzled by this. “Are you afraid of me?”

Yue Mingze shook his head around like a rattle. His face was full of cold respect. “I’m not afraid! How can I be afraid of a gentle man like Martial Uncle?!”

A few maids were unable to restrain their smiles after hearing Yue Mingze’s words. There were a few people who had called their Palace Master a cold-faced nobleman. However, gentle was one description that they had not heard before.

Mu Chen also felt flabbergasted. He tilted his head to the side and thought about what he had done to make Yue Mingze scared of him to this point. Mu Chen thought that his memory was really good, so he could remember a lot of things clearly. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t remember the reason why Yue Mingze was scared of him. This Martial Nephew had been picked up by his Senior Martial Brother. At that time, he had been injured so he was sent to Mu Chen for treatment. At that time, the child’s appearance was a white and tender one. The child had been full of life. Mu Chen was very good to him, and he took very good care of him.

Since Mu Chen was unable to think of the cause, he thus gave up on it. He had the maids make him some tea before he thought about matters in the mountains that were located in the back. His face suddenly turned blank and he looked Yue Mingze in the eyes. He then solemnly spoke, “The person who attacked me was an old man that was dressed in black. His face had been covered.”

A man that rarely lied had repeated what the five year old child had said before. Thus, Yue Mingze did not doubt him and nodded his head. He had been prepared to listen to the whole story when Mu Chen sucked in a breath. His voice was not affected in the least. “He’s gone.”

His voice was like a cup of sake. It was pleasant to the point that people felt intoxicated. However, it sounded way too short. It was short to the point that people felt stuffy.

“Gone.…” Yue Mingze widened his eyes, “You didn’t say as much about it like your disciple did. At least your disciple told us what direction he ran away in.”

Mu Chen nodded his head. The expression on his face was that of pride. “That is only natural. My disciple is smarter.”

Yue Mingze: “……” Can’t we have a proper conversation, my Uncle?

It looked as if this subject was too impossible to continue. Yue Mingze hesitated for a moment before he pulled out a red visiting card. He carefully looked at Mu Chen’s face as he pushed the card bit by bit towards him. There was a feeling that he would immediately pull it back. “This is the visiting card from Ten Thousand Sword Sect. They want to ask if Martial Uncle could look at Daoist Xing Xuan’s injuries.”

Yue Mingze had just taken tea from the maid. He had wanted to drink a mouthful in order to build up his courage. He was aware that the matter would probably offend Mu Chen.

He didn’t expect that Mu Chen’s face would turn as cold as frost from just hearing about Ten Thousand Sword Sect. He murderously picked up the visiting card and looked at it. He then slapped it on the table.

“Not going,” Mu Chen said through gritted teeth.

That old Xing Xuan had used quite a bit of effort in order to force himself to death. Every sentence that he spoke was trying to put himself towards death. Why didn’t he say anything about Mu Chen saving his life before?”

“Pfft!” After being frightened by Mu Chen, the tea directly sprayed out from Yue Mingze’s mouth. His whole body felt fear. “Martial…. Martial Uncle?”

The murderous intent that was in Mu Chen’s eyes did not lower itself. “Is there another matter?”

“This.…”