The smile on Mo Yi’s face froze instantly, and he didn’t know whether he had been caught in the act.
But he still persisted and said, “Please don’t be so polite, Master. I can handle it. Just leave everything to me! I’m more than willing to share your burdens!”
Hearing Mo Yi’s words, Bai Ren finally realized that Mo Yi’s intention was not as simple as it seemed.
This wasn’t about sharing his burdens; it was clear that Mo Yi had ulterior motives, wanting to gain legitimate access to the stone chamber on the right.
Bai Ren’s eyebrows furrowed slightly beneath his mask, feeling uneasy.
Here he was, right in front of Mo Yi, and yet Mo Yi was fixated on a demon similar to himself?
While their kind was indeed rare, and although Bai Ren thought they were all extinct, it wasn’t impossible for Mo Yi to encounter one elsewhere.
And the fact that this creature had a similar name to himself was too much of a coincidence.
The more Bai Ren thought about it, the more he believed in this possibility. He immediately harbored hostility towards the imaginary creature he had conjured up.
Even if there was another one that Mo Yi encountered before him, as his master, Bai Ren should naturally be closer to him.
So, the more Mo Yi insisted and tried to go to the other side, the more Bai Ren resisted.
Bai Ren bluntly refused, saying, “There’s no need. The stone chamber on the right is off-limits. If you truly want to do something for me, then focus on your cultivation. In the future, I will inquire about your progress regularly, so don’t slack off.”
To think he even wanted to inquire about his cultivation progress regularly?
Mo Yi’s heart was filled with indescribable bitterness, but as a master, it was understandable for Bai Ren to make such demands. It seemed that Silver Masked True Immortal was upset for some reason.
Could it be that his companion was secretly being kept by him? After searching through the original owner’s memories, Mo Yi found no recollection of a demon resembling his companion’s current form appearing either.
Mo Yi dared not continue to persuade Bai Ren to let him go to the water pool, fearing that he might reveal his intentions.
Unable to express his grievances, Mo Yi could only obediently stay quiet. Moreover, because of the words he just spoke, he had to start cleaning up the room.
No one reminded him, and he completely forgot about using spells to clean up.
Bai Ren watched as Mo Yi busied himself cleaning the cave, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction.
However, as Mo Yi tidied up, his stomach growled loudly.
Only then did he remember that he had been called here without having breakfast.
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“Haven’t you taken any fasting pills?” Bai Ren heard the noise and asked Mo Yi.
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The original owner also preferred to eat fresh food, rarely using fasting pills unless he was in seclusion for advancement.
Feeling his now-empty stomach, Mo Yi sighed inwardly.
He thought his master would give him a fasting pill or let him go out to solve it himself. Instead, Silver Masked True Immortal took out a sound-transmitting jade plaque and said, “Send some food over.”
After saying that, he pointed to another cushion on the ground and said to Mo Yi, “Sit here and rest for a moment. The food will be delivered soon.”
This made Mo Yi feel a bit embarrassed, especially when he saw that the disciple who brought the food had used top-quality spiritual plants and spiritual beasts in the dishes, and there were even some valuable spiritual fruits. He felt like he was benefiting from his master’s favor.
Food that was so full of spiritual energy, with impurities removed, was beneficial for cultivators. Even for ordinary people, eating such food could promote good health and longevity.
Eating out with such high-quality food would be quite expensive.
The aroma wafting from the dishes in the plate made Mo Yi’s mouth water. He felt that he shouldn’t have criticized his master earlier.
Regardless, there was nothing to complain about regarding his master’s treatment of him as a disciple.
“Just sit here and eat.” Pointing to the table next to the cushion, Bai Ren said to Mo Yi.
However, Mo Yi hesitated when he saw that there was only one serving of food. It was the meal his master had provided for him. Should he eat alone while his master watched?
He felt it might not be appropriate…
Bai Ren also noticed his hesitation. Just as he was about to tell Mo Yi that he usually took fasting pills, Mo Yi unexpectedly picked up a spiritual fruit and offered it to him.
“Master, you should eat too!”
Taking the fruit involuntarily, Bai Ren looked at it in his hand, then at his disciple who was eyeing it eagerly, feeling inexplicably amused.
“Eat it. I have enough with this.”
Bai Ren shook the fruit in his hand, but didn’t eat it. Instead, he put it away in his sleeve.
Watching his disciple pick up the chopsticks and enjoy the meal with relish, Bai Ren’s gaze softened.
Having such a disciple seemed quite good.
The more Bai Ren looked at the disciple he had personally chosen, the more satisfied he felt. It was as if as long as his disciple was by his side, even if he didn’t cultivate or do anything else, he felt a sense of fulfillment.
Of course, it would be even better if he didn’t keep thinking about the stone chamber on the right side.
After finishing the meal that was sent over, Mo Yi ate it all up. The people preparing the meal probably thought it was for the True Immortal, so they used the best ingredients. Even with the simplest cooking methods, the taste was excellent, especially considering the effort they put into it.
Feeling satisfied after the meal, Mo Yi eagerly helped tidy up the cave, putting in extra effort. Not only did he clean all the rooms he could access in the cave, but he also went outside to the courtyard to find more tasks to do.
Thinking that if he pleased the True Immortal even more, there might be a chance for him to be allowed to go to the area near the water pool, he even felt inclined to pluck some weeds from the ground to show his dedication.
When Fu Dong’er returned from outside, she saw Mo Yi busily working outside the True Immortal’s cave and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Junior Brother, what are you doing?”
“I’m helping Master with chores!” Mo Yi straightened up, stretched his muscles, and said, “Master has been so kind to me, so I want to help tidy up the cave and the courtyard.”
“I see.” Fu Dong’er nodded, then asked with some confusion, “Then why aren’t you using cleaning spell?”
She remembered that when they were chatting on the way here, this junior brother of hers mentioned that he had already cultivated and was almost at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Suddenly realizing that he could use spell for these tasks, Mo Yi felt a bit embarrassed…
Fu Dong’er didn’t understand why her junior brother suddenly seemed disheartened and thought she had said something wrong. She quickly praised him, “Junior Brother, you’re so thoughtful! If I were Master, I’d be very happy!”
Mo Yi: “Thank you, you’re really kind.”
After this incident, Mo Yi stopped being silly. Although he still did all the necessary cleaning, having the spells made everything much simpler.
However, two days later, when Mo Yi tried to sneak into the True Immortal’s cave again to find his partner, he found that he couldn’t get in this time. Even when he used his divine sense, he couldn’t break through the prohibition at the entrance.
If he forced his way in, he might alarm the people inside, so Mo Yi had no choice but to give up for now. Worried, he wondered if his master had discovered something, otherwise why would the prohibition have been strengthened?
Meanwhile, as Mo Yi attempted to break the prohibition, Bai Ren had already opened his eyes in the water pool.
Sure enough, his little disciple had come again, but this time he wouldn’t let him succeed so easily.
He still couldn’t understand how Mo Yi had easily broken the prohibition last time.
Sensing that the person outside seemed to have given up and left, Bai Ren couldn’t help but feel a mixture of relief and disappointment.
But Mo Yi wouldn’t give up so easily. As long as he stayed here, there would always be a chance.
In the following days, Mo Yi became even more diligent than before, going to find the True Immortal every day. After all, the True Immortal had said he would regularly assess Mo Yi’s cultivation progress. Finding some problems shouldn’t be difficult, right?
Because every time he went to the master’s cave, Mo Yi could still smell the faint scent of his partner, which gave him some peace of mind.
However, after half a month passed, Mo Yi had to admire the True Immortal.
He bothered him every day with various excuses, yet the True Immortal didn’t show any signs of annoyance or impatience. He patiently answered any questions Mo Yi had, even the most basic or absurd ones. The True Immortal explained everything meticulously, without a hint of anger.
Mo Yi couldn’t help but think that his master had an incredibly good temper.
He was nothing like the cold and unapproachable figure rumored in the sect.
Moreover, the True Immortal always made him stay for meals and had the sect send various delicious foods to him every time.
While Mo Yi sat on the cushion, stuffing a big piece of spirit beast meat into his mouth, he watched his master put the fruit he handed over into his sleeve again. He remembered how Lin Kangping had given him some spirit fruits yesterday, claiming they were grown by himself, and indeed, they tasted exceptionally good.
Living here made him truly happy. His two senior martial siblings, Fu Dong’er and Lin Kangping, treated him very well too. They cared about his life, perhaps because they were used to being raised with love. They also had their own insights into cultivation and were generous in sharing them with him.
Sometimes, Mo Yi felt a bit embarrassed. He had come here with a different purpose, but they treated him with sincerity. Mo Yi was someone who knew gratitude, so how could he forget their kindness?
Later, he began referring to his master and senior sibling affectionately, from the depths of his heart.
After understanding Fu Dong’er’s personality and her friendship with Lin Kangping, Mo Yi became even more convinced that Fu Dong’er couldn’t possibly develop feelings for someone else.
Thinking about the tragic ending of the original plot where the True Immortal was killed, Lin Kangping died protecting his master, and Fu Dong’er died for that scumbag Si Jingsheng, Mo Yi felt indignant.
With him around, he would never let them meet such a fate.
Bai Ren watched his little disciple eat, his expression alternating between happiness and deep thought, finding it amusing how much drama a young person could have.
“What are you thinking about?” Bai Ren asked, tapping the table, in a good mood.
“I was thinking about you… cough cough cough!”
Mo Yi’s mouth was full of food, and he choked halfway through speaking, unable to say the word “you” properly. He quickly grabbed a nearby water cup and took a big gulp.
“I almost choked to death!”
Mo Yi drank the water, patting his chest.
Watching his little disciple’s relieved expression after almost choking, Bai Ren couldn’t help but smile at his carefree demeanor. Thinking about what his disciple had just said, about thinking of him, he pursed his lips, feeling a slight blush on his ears hidden under his long hair.
Awwww. These goofballs. Thank you for the chapter!
They are cute and silly as usual. ❤️
Aww he’s blushing 😭💖
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