843 defection

Wanchen quietly squeezed my hand. The people of the Wuwang City on both sides of the road respectfully knelt down to pay their respects, they didn't notice that I was lost in thought."What's wrong Why..."Farewell, Mu Wanchen is too far away" I looked at Master Yunfan in puzzlement and whispered, "How much closer does it need to be We already live very close."

"I don't know what to say, but just don't go out alone. Xiao Qiao cares about you too. If you encounter any difficulties, just give me a call. Although I'm not familiar with the area, helping out is no problem..."

He was picking up dishes while saying to Mu Wanchen: "Keep a close eye on your own wife, don't let anyone take her away. Back then, my brother-in-law kept a tight watch on Xiao Qiao until she developed some self-defense skills before he relaxed a bit."

Oh my, it seems that the young mistress was quite breathtaking back then To make Mu Wanchen nod in agreement with a full head of black lines, this Yun Fan master sure has weight to his words.

But Mu Wanchen and his master Yun Fan didn't act like elders and juniors at all. They were never polite when speaking, and sometimes even bickered with each other.

I feel that Mu Wanchen holds the utmost respect only for that Emperor. He is a revered god among immortals, but for his junior sister and Master Yunfan, he's more like "loving the house by loving the inhabitant," akin to friends.

Master Yun Fan gave me a hard time, but when he left, he winked at me with a grin and said, "Little Yin Luo, this is the first time someone has called me Master. The feeling... hahaha, it's pretty good! You're so easy to tease, I can't help but play with you, haha."

Well, it turns out he was deliberately bullying me!

I served tea, poured water, sliced fruit, washed rice and vegetables, cooked and washed the dishes. This is all brand new to me! This master is really mean!

That little weasel named Xuan Yue appeared immediately after Master Yun Fan left. Dragging its fluffy tail, it jumped directly onto the dining table and squatted beside the fruit platter, munching on the fruit with a satisfying crunch.

"Mu Wanchen, can you take care of this little thing Since I came in, it's been eating fruit the whole time! And now it's openly guarding the plate and eating..."

"He's showing his affection for you, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared," Mu Wanchen lightly said before turning and heading to the small room.

The spirit snake's name was Bai Ni. It liked cool, dark places. Mu Wan Chen only opened a small slit in the window of the small room and pulled down thick blackout curtains. He turned on the air conditioner, and Bai Ni was very comfortable inside.

Diao'er Xuan Yue ate with her cheeks bulging, looking at me. She was so adorable, this little foodie.

Mu Wanchen can get along with these strange gu spirits as friends, and he doesn't treat them like objects or servants. I think he's not a bad person at all, just a bit fierce sometimes.

After tidying up the house, he directly opened a magical portal to send me back to my room.

The little black cat downstairs seemed to sense something was amiss, meowing inside the gazebo. I quickly pushed open the window so it could see me, lest it alert others.

"Has the curse on this cat been completely lifted" I asked.

Mu Wanchen nodded.

“Your medicine is pretty powerful…” I muttered.

"It wasn't the medicine, the person who planted the poison died, so the curse naturally dissipated." He answered calmly.

Oh... so, Old Lady Zhong is already dead

“Someone from the Si clan found her and asked her to harm you. This little black cat should be the child of the old woman’s neighbor’s black cat. She was caught and poisoned by the old woman, so the black cat harbored deep hostility towards the old woman and wanted to seize the opportunity to scratch and bite her. However, she unexpectedly became a spirit and was swallowed by the snake spirit.” Mu Wanchen explained.

"Is the snake spirit from the clan"

"Well, the tribal villages in the Mi Jiang River Basin mostly have their own unique abilities and martial arts, so they are very wary of outsiders... especially after a few years ago when the Taoist temple in the southeast corner was destroyed—"

He frowned slightly and told me briefly.

It turned out that the Master, the Heavenly Emperor, was looking for the village of corpse cultivators. To this end, he summoned業火 to burn down the mountains, destroyed their methods, beheaded them, severed their souls and spirits. In the end, a great god from the Ninth Heaven extinguished the fire before things got out of hand.

But the magical method is a carefully laid net built up over thousands of years by successive great shaman kings. It's like a finely woven web with a hole in it, and you have to use spells to tug at each thread, reweaving it back together.

This is a long and meticulous task, and it cannot be entrusted to others. The efforts of others would be like patching something up haphazardly – it wouldn't hold for long.

Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor set up an array outside the Southeast Corner Dharma Gate and instructed the mountain gods and land deities to be as careful as possible, giving Mu Wanchen time to slowly repair the gate.

"How long is it going to take to repair this" It's been three or four years and it's still not fixed

"Maybe ten years, maybe twenty," Mu Wanchen shook his head.

"So you have so much to do... mending the sect, leading the people, balancing the tribes, and still cultivating..." I muttered.

He glanced at me: “Right now, the most important thing is you. Everything else can wait.”

I reached out and touched the female gu. This little ancestor, I don't know when it will be able to mature. Will it grow faster if I feed it more

I've figured out the pattern. When Cīgǔ is happy, I feel a strange, tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. This feeling is especially noticeable when I'm close to Mùwǎn Chén.

Sometimes, I really, really want to scratch him, to alleviate this indescribable feeling of sourness and tightness.

I looked up at him, he said he could feel it, but his willpower was so much better than mine!

This feeling is like being slowly scraped by a rasp, scraping until you can't help but want to shout out loud to vent your frustration.

I closed my eyes and twisted my head to reach for the glass, wanting to pour myself a large glass of cold water.

Mu Wanchen reached out and stopped me, taking my wrist and placing it against his waist, covering my back and saying, "... This level of contact can make them quieter. You don't have to think about how to speak or what to say, just hold onto me and let them calm down. Drinking cold water will only fan the flames."

I pretended to be tough and said, "You're so hot, you'll die of heat if you hold me for a while..."

Actually, even a moment's embrace was wishful thinking. Before a minute had passed, I heard the sound of the door opening downstairs.

My sister's voice rang out from downstairs: "Xiaolu, I, I'm coming up"

Pff… I saw Mu Wanchen in my room last time when I opened the door. She must have psychological shadows, right She even greeted me downstairs first.

I released Mu Wanchen's hand and said, "My sister and your senior brother are going on a trip tomorrow, and they might ask me to help pack their luggage..."

"Hmm." He reached out and lightly brushed my stomach, the gu worm was so docile, a tingling sensation ran through me.

My sister knocked gently on the door and asked, "Aren't you asleep yet, Xiao Luo"

Mu Wanchen's figure disappeared into the room. I walked over and opened the door, "I knew you'd come looking for me. How could I possibly sleep."

My sister swept the room, whispering, "I'm scared of seeing something I shouldn't..."

"What kind of scene do you want to see" I asked with a chuckle.d.My fellow disciple immediately went around me and raised his foot to enter the door."Whoa, hold on—" I reached out and pulled his arm back."Don't be ridiculous," he growled softly at me.Oh my gosh,...