Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Xiao Wuli's footsteps were as light as falling snow, brushing lightly against his side. If he raised his eyes slightly, he could see the smooth lines of his jaw, his thick and long eyelashes, which cast a small light shadow when they fell.

The fresh, soapy scent swirled into my nostrils, and I stood there, stunned, for a long time, until a hoarse voice called out to me.

"Master."

Xuanming had stopped coughing, and the redness on his cheeks was gradually fading.

He turned his head to the side, his gaze gradually focusing until it landed on Xiao Wuli in front of him.

Is it too late? ......?

It is Xiao Wuli, the real Xiao Wuli, not an illusion.

no!!?

The pupils trembled slightly, neither too late nor too late.

Didn't Xiao Wuli spend three years in the abyss in "Against the Heavens"? How come he only lasted a year before coming out?

Could it be that Xiao Wuli learned all the old man's alchemy methods in the abyss and even broke through to the Dao Integration stage in just one year?

A wisp of spiritual energy probed out and brought him back a definite answer.

—The stage of attaining enlightenment.

Is it too late?!

Isn't cultivation supposed to get harder as you progress in the novel? In the book, Xiao Wuli was already incredibly powerful, going from the late Nascent Soul stage to the Dao Integration stage in three years. How could he shorten the time by one year and jump two stages directly?

This is really unbelievable, bro.

At this rate of cultivation, Xiao Wuli will be able to surpass him and break through to the Mahayana stage in less than a year.

Lost in thought, a bottle of ointment was suddenly presented to him with both hands.

"Disciple has found the secret to fair skin."

He froze, his gaze fixed on the white jade bottle for a long while before slowly raising his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Xiao Wuli's eyelashes were still wet with tears, and he looked at him with moist eyelashes. He obediently held out what he "wanted" in his hands, like a large, abandoned dog that had found a treasure and was happily giving it to its master, begging its master to forgive and take it back.

Before long, her fingertips moved slightly, and when she came to her senses, guilt overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

He actually lied to Xiao Wuli, saying he wanted this so he could venture into the secret realm alone!

At that time, Xiao Wuli was just a 19-year-old child in the late Nascent Soul stage...

Unconsciously, images of the obedient Xiao Wuli overcoming one obstacle after another, and being tricked by the old man from the abyss in order to obtain the skin-whitening ointment he desired, floated into his mind.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and regret was written on his brow.

Depend on!

He's inhuman!

Chi Buwan didn't know how to express her emotions at this moment. She stared at Xiao Wuli's face for a long time, feeling more and more guilty. In the end, she wished she could go back to a year ago and slap herself twice for coaxing the child.

"Master...don't you want it anymore?" The light in Xiao Wuli's eyes dimmed little by little, and his disappointment was clearly written on his face, but he forced himself to maintain a smile.

Was he too late in bringing it back?

Master...

Before his random thoughts could even settle, Xiao Wuli's hair was gently ruffled. He paused, looked up, and met those slightly curved, shimmering peach blossom eyes.

"I need it." Chi Buwan's eyebrows curved slightly, her fingertips gently stroking his hair, her voice softening, "I will remember your hard work this time. If you want anything in the future, just tell me."

He'd give his life if you asked.

Sorry, bro, I'll never lie to you again.

After thinking for a moment, Chi Buwan added a few more words of praise: "Late stage of Dao Integration, very good."

Xiao Wuli paused, then his taut jawline relaxed, and an irrepressible smile spread from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Master, who is he?" Xuanming asked after recovering.

Xiao Wuli's brow twitched slightly, a hint of fierceness creeping into his expression once more.

Chi Buwan withdrew his hand from rubbing Xiao Wuli's head and looked at Xuanming, saying, "Call me Senior Brother."

Xuanming's voice suddenly rose, "I won't scream! He was trying to kill me just now!"

"This disciple has no such answer," Xiao Wuli quickly replied.

Xuanming: "Where is it not? If Father hadn't arrived so quickly, I would be dead!"

Upon hearing the address, Xiao Wuli's eyes flashed with a dark glint.

The young Xuanming sensed this and his body trembled. He lost his arrogance and ran to the Moon-White Brocade Immortal Venerable in three steps, grabbing the hem of his master's robe and looking at him with fear and vigilance.

Then he found the fierce-looking figure in front of him staring at him with an even more sinister and terrifying gaze.

Xuanming burst into tears.

Is it too late?.........

He reaffirmed his decision not to have children.

He cries so loudly when he can't win an argument; it's hard to imagine how devastated he would be if something really happened to him in the future.

Looking at the helpless Xiao Wuli in front of him, Chi Buwan lowered her eyes to look at Xuan Ming, who was hugging his leg and wailing. She raised her fingertips to touch his forehead and pushed him away little by little, saying, "Senior brother is just testing your reaction. If you play in the mud for a couple less days, you can get away with it."

Xuanming was pushed away, his head tilted back, his eyes still brimming with tears. As he listened to what his handsome father was saying, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Was his senior brother just testing him? Did he really not want to kill him?

Gradually, he realized something important.

In his master's heart, the tall man in front of him was of higher status than him.

Chi Buwan felt that he should treat both sides equally, so he looked up at Xiao Wuli in front of him and said, "If you want to test your junior brother in the future, you don't need to use such ruthless sword energy. Xuanming is only five years old now."

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling, who had regained consciousness, said...

it:?

Xiao Wuli nodded with his long eyelashes lowered, "Yes, disciple will remember Master's teachings."

Chi Buwan nodded, hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and finally spoke after a long while, "I didn't mean to leave you alone in the secret realm..."

"This disciple understands."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wuli spoke up to explain for him, "Master was being chased by the Demon Lord that day, which is why he had to leave early."

337:.........

Seeing the reason presented to him so readily, he quickly nodded in agreement, "That's indeed the case."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuli's gloomy expression slowly dissipated. The reason he had originally used to deceive himself had been proven true, and the light in his eyes gradually brightened.

So his master didn't leave him, but had to leave temporarily due to external reasons.

This place is remote; Master must have come here to escape the demon race.

But...

Why would Master bring along a five-year-old child and treat him with such tenderness and doting?

The next second, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and he looked down at the child who, although pushed away, was still hiding behind his master.

Chi Buwan noticed his gaze and introduced him, "Xuanming, his parents were killed by the demons. I took him in because he was so young."

Xiao Wuli curled his fingertips and nodded gently.

Is that all?

If that's all there is to it, why didn't Master take this child back to Lingxiao Sect to test his spiritual roots, just like the Grand Elder did when he found him, and only formally accept him as a disciple at the disciples' assembly?

There were many children by the roadside, so why did Master choose him?

Because he's cute and handsome?

Xiao Wuli's slender, bony fingers slowly clenched into a fist.

Master likes pretty and cute things. He is neither pretty nor cute, so he cannot be like this child in front of him, who was picked up by Master and taken as a disciple directly.

But on what grounds?

Why is it that he was tormented by Chi Buwan and waited and waited for his master to come, while this child didn't have to suffer at all and could feel his master's tenderness?

This kind of master is clearly only his!

The master belongs to him, and no one can take him away, no matter who it is.

A dark, obsessive look flashed in Xiao Wuli's eyes, his knuckles turned white, and the temperature in the air dropped.

337:.........

The little dumpling reached out Er Kang's hand towards Xiao Wuli, whose "darkening value" was rising rapidly.

Calm down! Don't go dark, bro!

337, realizing what he had just said: ?

Brother...brother?

Little dumpling: ...........

The little dumpling closed its eyes in despair.

That wretched straight male host! From now on, it will absolutely never bind itself to a straight male for any missions!

Absolutely not!!!

Xuanming's cheeks twitched as he sensed the killing intent, and just then, a voice came from beside him.

"Xuanming, call for help."

Xuanming looked up at the aloof immortal in front of him, swallowed exaggeratedly, and turned to look at the tall man opposite him who was trying to appear obedient, but whose eyebrows were uncontrollably raised and his barely suppressed ferocity was almost revealed.

The first rule of survival is to know your place: either be the king or be the lackey.

His status was low in his father's eyes. If the tall man in front of him were to pierce his chest, his father would probably think that the tall man was just playing around with grilling skewers.

so....

Xuanming's eyes darted around, and he stammered, "Mother, Mother."

337: ?

Is it too late?

The old man who crawled out to stop the brat from turning evil: ?

Xiao Wuli paused, the barely perceptible hint of fierceness between his brows slowly dissipating. He unconsciously repeated the way the other addressed him, "Mother?"

Chi Buwan covered Xuanming's mouth, pulled on the ear of the demon pill in his hand, and said, "I told you to call him your senior brother! Why call him 'mother'? He is also my disciple."

Xuanming's nerves tightened.

not good!

He was only thinking about appeasing that terrifying man opposite him, forgetting that his master was his biggest support!

Master won't be angry and throw him away, will he?

Xuanming hurriedly raised his head, his round eyes looking at his handsome father in front of him. His pupils flickered as he carefully observed him, and finally found that he was not angry.

Xuanming: ?