Chapter 39: Just… Broke It
Fan Yue gauged the weight in his arms; the boy didn’t feel much heavier than his true form. Still very light.
“What is the difference?” he asked the bundle in his arms, lowering his gaze.
But Bai Xuci had gone limp, having lost all desire to argue. His head rested against the man’s arm, his eyes staring blankly into space.
What’s the use of explaining?
He doesn’t listen at all!
“Why do you not speak?” Fan Yue asked again, genuinely failing to see where he had erred.
Bai Xuci finally couldn’t take it anymore. He lifted his head, his heart a mess of complicated emotions, and said earnestly:
“My Lord, you shouldn’t hold me. You should hold…”
He hesitated, which was rare.
“What?” Fan Yue looked down at the small face. His expression was calm, showing a genuine willingness to learn.
Bai Xuci pursed his lips, suddenly feeling timid, but he steeled himself to explain.
“You should hold—”
A loud commotion from outside the cave entrance cut Bai Xuci off abruptly.
Fan Yue shifted his gaze toward the entrance, his expression remaining tranquil.
Not dead yet?
Black mist began to churn in his palm as he prepared to exert force.
Bai Xuci turned back, clutching Fan Yue’s sleeve, and asked nervously, “Zunshang, do we really not need to check?”
There was definitely someone outside. Was it really okay to just ignore them?
His nerves were strung tight…
Fan Yue looked down at him and answered slowly, “But you have not answered This Seat’s question.”
His tone was quite serious, not sounding like a joke at all.
Bai Xuci fell silent immediately, pressing his lips together, unsure of what to say.
T-this…
What should you hold? Obviously, you hold your wife or something!
But those words felt inexplicably hot on his tongue.
Especially since he was currently in a position he couldn’t escape from, which made it even more awkward.
Bai Xuci could already predict the scene if he explained it. The other party would surely ask, “What is a wife?” or “Why can I only hold a wife?”
Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
He glanced up and, sure enough, Fan Yue was still staring straight at him.
Forced by helplessness, Bai Xuci could only say:
“I will answer, but right now isn’t very convenient, is it?”
After speaking, he turned his head to look at the cave entrance, worry evident on his face.
When he was looking for a rabbit hole, he had actually considered just digging one in the ground.
Because isn’t that how it works in the animal kingdom?
But later he felt that was a bit shabby, so he went to great lengths to find a cave, running until his rabbit legs nearly broke before finding this one.
To say he didn’t care about it would be a lie.
This was his home. What if it got destroyed?
“You care about it deeply?” Fan Yue asked, casually dissipating the black mist.
Bai Xuci turned his head back and answered frankly, “Of course. This is my home.”
His tone was unconsciously melancholic, sounding rather pitiful.
Fan Yue thought for a moment, then moved his fingers to the ears of the little demon in his arms. Bai Xuci’s eyes widened instantly, looking a bit flustered.
But he didn’t struggle.
Quite obedient, Fan Yue thought.
Bai Xuci felt his ears being tugged, which felt a bit strange.
But soon, a warm current swept through his body. He couldn’t help but close his eyes as he sensed a change.
“It is done.”
Hearing this, Bai Xuci realized he had been set down by one arm. His hair color had turned back to jet black—oh, so he had been given a disguise.
Just as he was about to ask something, he realized Fan Yue had also stood up, looking toward the cave exit.
“It is an acquaintance.”
Fan Yue spoke, looking down at the little demon beside him again.
Being stared at like that, Bai Xuci felt instantly self-conscious. He tried to retreat two steps but was pulled back by the hand at his waist.
“…”
He had to look up and stammer a reply:
“Ah, is it?”
It was a little awkward.
Xiao Yunhe, carrying his sword on his back and arms crossed, looked at the unremarkable cave, completely baffled.
“Why can’t I open this barrier?” he muttered to himself.
He had sent several voice transmissions. The master inside should know he meant no harm, so why did they refuse to—
Just then, the ripples around the cave dispersed.
The barrier was removed.
Xiao Yunhe was instantly excited and tried to take a few steps forward, but he forgot about the “thing” dragging on him and nearly fell flat on his face.
“…”
“Xiao He, take me with you, take me with you!” Wang Huan no longer cared about dignity or face; Xiao Yunhe was his only hope.
If Xiao really left him on this ghost mountain, he definitely wouldn’t survive past tomorrow.
Xiao Yunhe’s gaze was complicated. He remembered his Eldest Brother’s “teachings,” so he spoke:
“I have always listened to Eldest Brother. He often told me to care for my fellow disciples and help one another.”
Wang Huan saw a chance and got excited, crawling further up Xiao’s hem, looking agitated.
“But he also taught me that there is no need to pity bad people.”
The tone suddenly turned cold.
Xiao Yunhe curled his lip downward, recalling the face of this man slandering his brother back at the restaurant. It was incomparably disgusting.
He kicked the lump of a man away and walked inside.
Senior Brother is still suffering somewhere…
Xiao Yunhe automatically blocked out the wailing from outside. As he walked in, he surveyed the cave.
His suspicion grew.
Is this really a temporary spot for a cultivator? Why does it look like it’s been lived in for a long time?
Thump.
Xiao Yunhe turned his head quickly and saw a basket containing some radish slices.
“…”
Did I walk into a farmhouse?
“Ahhh, my radishes! They definitely tipped over…” A teenage boy’s voice came from inside, sounding anxious, as if wanting to come over.
Xiao Yunhe frowned, feeling a sense of familiarity. But thinking of the incredibly strong barrier, he immediately raised his guard again.
The person’s cultivation was definitely above his own.
Realizing this, Xiao Yunhe raised his hand. His life-bound sword was drawn with a clang and settled into his grip.
But just then, a faint, almost imperceptible laugh seemed to come from inside.
Xiao Yunhe’s expression turned strange. He wanted to listen carefully, but in that split second—
Snap.
His life-bound sword… directly broke.
Xiao Yunhe instantly realized his offensive behavior. He hurriedly clasped his hands in a bow:
“This junior did not mean to offend! I am deeply sorry and beg for your forgiveness!”
His tone was incredibly sincere, though his face had gone deathly pale.
Xiao Yunhe cursed himself silently. Why had he been so stubborn about coming in? The opponent’s cultivation was so high.
If he lost his little life here, wouldn’t the loss outweigh the gain?
His lips were pressed into a tight line, his back straight as a rod.
But a cold wind blew past, and the person inside the cave remained silent.
Cold sweat began to seep from his palms…
“Uh, uh, you… you come in.” It was a very young voice, and the speech even carried a slight stutter.
Xiao Yunhe furrowed his brows, somewhat surprised.
The senior is young?
Still, he walked in, maintaining a respectful posture.
Bai Xuci sat on the bed, swallowed hard, and tugged at the corner of the quilt, extremely nervous.
When the person from outside finally entered, he quickly pulled his hand back.
He took a deep breath, trying hard to put on “airs.”
“It is you, Young Master?” A surprised voice came from below.
Bai Xuci pursed his lips, thinking about how Fan Yue usually acted. His eyes became a bit more “steely.”
“Oh, it is you.” He deliberately slowed his speech. It looked somewhat convincing.
Just a bit weird.
Bai Xuci could almost clearly see the “cracks” forming on Xiao Yunhe’s face, making him even more anxious inside.
What is Fan Yue doing?
Why did he leave me here alone?
His fingers involuntarily wanted to grab something, moving toward the quilt corner again, but before he could grab it…
Bai Xuci discovered his hand couldn’t move. Or rather, he couldn’t grab the quilt.
“…”
What are you doing!
Can’t you come out yourself? Why make me do this alone!
Bai Xuci was full of pent-up frustration. He wanted to look for where Fan Yue was hiding, but his eyes couldn’t wander.
Helpless, he spoke with a trace of anger: “Why have you entered my cave abode?”
Xiao Yunhe hadn’t yet recovered from the fact that the random person he met on the street was a master of unfathomable depth when he was startled again by the “aggressive” tone.
Looking at that very young face, it was hard not to be stunned.
“Answer.” A crisp urging came from above, sounding a bit annoyed.
Bai Xuci felt like he was losing face. Why is this different from what I imagined? Shouldn’t he be scared? Why does he keep staring at me?
He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Hearing this, Xiao Yunhe finally snapped out of it, though he remained shocked.
At the time, I thought he was just a young master from a noble clan. Turns out, he isn’t?
“Th-this junior was ordered to search for the lost Yanyue Fish. Since it was getting late, I wanted to find a place to rest and stumbled upon this place by mistake. I had no intention to offend.” Xiao Yunhe felt very strange, especially saying this to a face clearly younger than his own.
His brows inevitably knitted together. He couldn’t figure it out.
Wasn’t there a man in black clothes with him? Where did he go? And why appear in this mountain?
A string of questions crowded his mind.
Hearing “Yanyue Fish,” Bai Xuci’s brows twitched. He remembered that fish.
The fish that wanted to eat him.
“…”
However—
Doesn’t it live in the stream? How could it be lost?
Bai Xuci was a little curious. He leaned forward and asked:
“Why are you looking for it?”
Xiao Yunhe paused at the question. He… he actually didn’t know.
It was just a mission.
“This junior is not clear on that either,” Xiao Yunhe answered, slowly beginning to accept the situation.
Perhaps the person just had high cultivation and liked to take the form of a young master.
With such strength displayed here, respect was mandatory.
Xiao Yunhe was just puzzled by the disappearance of the black-clad man. While the other party wasn’t asking questions, he glanced up.
The youth sitting on the bed was clearly in thought, even biting his lip.
Realizing he was being watched, the youth turned his head.
Xiao Yunhe hurriedly lowered his head, feeling the weirdness again. Is this really the person who shattered my life-bound sword?
Didn’t he go to eat steamed buns earlier?
Where is his companion?
Bai Xuci didn’t notice the internal monologue of the person below; he just felt his mission was complete.
[Zunshang? I asked him the reason. What else do I ask?] Bai Xuci communicated via heart-voice, his tone very obedient.
He felt like a child pushed out onto the stage…
He couldn’t do anything, yet he was forced to “posture.”
Hmph, detestable “adult”!
The rain on the mountain continued to patter down, bringing a certain quietude.
Fan Yue stood outside the cave, looking down at the now completely dead cultivator on the ground, his expression indifferent.
He recalled something.
Back when they were in the group, this was the person who kept looking over at them.
His brows furrowed slightly, seemingly feeling that death was too cheap for him. Black mist condensed in his palm…
Plop.
Two marble-like objects fell into a rain puddle on the ground.
Only then did he turn to leave, resealing the barrier as he went.
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