The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side

Chapter 15: He Needs To Throw His Master Onto The Bed A Few Times, Giving Him A Taste Of How It Feels
Jing Ming and Chu Qianshuang both acted childish. The two of them met up. They then went to the competition area for disciples in Lofty Cloudy Sect while leading Gu Yunjue along with them. They still did not feel satisfied after fighting with some people, so they led Gu Yunjue to the peak where spirit beasts were specifically kept. They planned to take a couple of the spirit beasts home so that they could raise them.

They didn’t understand what had happened, but many of the obedient spirit beasts suddenly rebelled. Those that did not sign a treaty contract did their best to run away. Gu Yunjue also did not know how he was so unfortunate as to be slapped by the wing of a very fierce snow eagle. Although he was protected by Jing Ming, he still obtained some injuries.

When Mu Chen saw Gu Yunjue’s injured shoulder, he held onto him in distress and did not let go. He watched as Gu Yunjue grabbed a strand of his hair and leaned against his bosom like a spoiled child. Mu Chen felt a bit worried. His little disciple liked acting spoiled, and he did not appear to have a tough personality. Would this lead to him being bullied in the future?

“Master.” Gu Yunjue called out to him.

Mu Chen rested his chin on top of his little disciple’s head. He made a faint sound ofacknowledgmentt. Gu Yunjue smiled before he said, “Really, something always happens to me the moment I leave Master’s sight.”

Mu Chen patted Gu Yunjue’s back and comforted him. “Nothing will happen to you.”

Gu Yunjue smiled and lifted his head upwards. He looked at Mu Chen’s cheek and used a finger to jab at his Master’s chin. His little Master really wasn’t cute. Shouldn’t his Master have told him to stick close to him and not separate from him? It looked as if his Master wouldn’t understand if it only happened once.

Mu Chen felt a bit helpless as he held onto Gu Yunjue’s hand. His little disciple was cowardly, dependent, and super naughty. What good could come from this? ?

Mu Chen did not dare to let Gu Yunjue venture outwards the following days where there was good weather. Their lives started to follow a habitual pattern. He would wake his disciple up in the morning to practice. He would then feed his little disciple and have him learn about medicinal herbs afterwards. Around noontime, he would feed his little disciple again before letting him follow Jing Ting in order to learn about sword fighting in the afternoon. Or he would follow Jing Ming to Hanyang Palace to practice sword fighting with Chu Qianshuang. In the evening, he would personally feed his little disciple, and then have him practice calligraphy. It was after his disciple fell asleep at night that he would start meditating.

It was probably because of that one kick Mu Chen had given his disciple earlier, but his disciple never said that he was scared and wanted to sleep with him from then onwards. Mu Chen felt a bit disappointed by that.

His little disciple’s complexion started to look a little rosier and his body was much sturdier than before. He had also grown taller. His hair started to become smoother and smoother. It was much more pleasant to touch. However, why didn’t his disciple jump into his embrace like before?

Gu Yunjue was also very tangled. The devil cultivation that he had absorbed last time was almost completely gone and it had worked smoothly. As long as he could absorb it once more, he could also hit Foundation Establishment. However, how was he able to get into his Master’s bed? If his Master fell asleep once more, he would probably start to become suspicious of him.

That evening, Mu Chen laid on his side on top of the soft sofa inside Gu Yunjue’s room. He used his hand to prop up his head as he watched Gu Yunjue read. Mu Chen had taken off his gorgeous magical gown and was now in nothing but his white inner clothes. He had also taken his hair crest off which took away his normal cold and strict vibe. He allowed his waist long black hair to scatter all over the white cloud embroidered cloth. His beautiful face carried a laziness that nobody has ever seen before. Next to him, there was a couple of brightly lit black moon lamps. The gentle light from the lamps shrouded his body and added to his casual look.

As Gu Yunjue read the book, his eyes would occasionally sneak over to the side. He was sure that he was the only person to have seen this side of his Master. That feeling that felt foreign to Gu Yunjue once again sprouted inside his heart. Gu Yunjue placed the book down and stared silently at his Master. It was like he was trying to engrave it all into his soul. He felt hesitant to look away.

“What’s the matter? What don’t you understand?” Mu Chen lifted himself up and leaned against the couch. He waved at Gu Yunjue to come over to him.

Gu Yunjue’s lips curled into a faint smile. He carried the book and went over to Mu Chen’s embrace. Gu Yunjue sniffed at the pure fragrance of his Master’s body and leaned against him some more. “Here, your disciple doesn’t understand this.”

Mu Chen skimmed the page. On the page, there was a long barb with three little fruits drawn on it. Mu Chen said, “This is Cold Wood Grass. What part don’t you understand?”

“How is it possible that we can use its root but the leaves are poisonous?”

“All living things have biochemicals in it. Many of the poisonous ones have spiritual herbs around them that can restrain their poison from acting up. Some can even fight poison with poison. Similar to this Cold Wood Grass, the root and stalk can be used for medicinal purposes. It can relieve coughing, improve blood circulation, and relax muscles. However, picking it is the most annoying part. It’s very simple to deal with the poison of the leaves. You just need to squeeze the juice of the yellow fruit onto your hand and you don’t have to worry about being poisoned. On top of that, if you cook the leaves and the fruit together, it becomes a high class detoxifying tonic.” It was probably because Mu Chen was in a good mood, but he said more than he usually did and explained very clearly. Gu Yunjue decided to directly lie in Mu Chen’s embrace and place his head on top his chest. He continued to ask, “What about this one?”

“That is called Ninth Month Red. Once it becomes ten years old, it can clear poison. When it becomes twenty years old, it is poison. After thirty years, its red flowers turn a purple color and it becomes the Blood Sealer.”

“What about this one?”

“This is….”

……

In the Master and Disciple pair, one asked and the other answered. The warm and comfortable atmosphere spread out. It made others unwilling to disturb them. Once Gu Yunjue finished asking all his questions, Mu Chen tested him. He found out that his disciple remembered all of it. It was only then that he got up, satisfied. He allowed Gu Yunjue to wash up and then take a good rest.

Mu Chen started to leave when he felt his sleeve being grabbed. Mu Chen looked down to see his little disciple look at him “shyly with some timidness.” He “cautiously” asked his Master, “Master, can I sleep with you?”

Mu Chen blinked his eyes and agreed in flash. “Alright.” That mental shadow that his disciple had from being kicked was now gone. That was great!

Gu Yunjue’s dark eyes heated up with a hard to conceal desire as he watched Mu Chen’s disappearing figure. Mu Chen seemed to have suddenly felt something and he looked back. His little disciple was smiling at him just as innocently as he was before. He subconsciously smiled back at his little disciple. He saw that his little disciple turned dumbfounded by this.

Mu Chen thought that it was funny how this little thing turned so stupid just from seeing him smile. If he were to smile more in the future, would this child become more open with him? Mu Chen smiled again at the thought and his smile became more noticeable.

Gu Yunjue held onto his chest. He suddenly felt that everything in his body was compressed.. Even his breathing turned unstable.

Mu Chen laughed in spite of himself when he noticed Gu Yunjue’s reaction. He put on his outer robe before walking out.

When Gu Yunjue came to find him, Mu Chen was perusing through a medical recipe. He waved his hand at Gu Yunjue and indicated at him to sleep inside so that he wouldn’t be kicked away.

Gu Yunjue narrowed his eyes and quickly climbed onto the bed. He was just about to hug Mu Chen’s waist when he heard the sound of knocking coming from the door. “Palace Master, the Sect Master sent someone here to pass on a message.”

Mu Chen knitted his brows together. A message at night? Was it something important?

Gu Yunjue had already tried out Mu Chen’s patience. His Master has spoken a lot tonight so he clearly did not want to say anything more. Gu Yunjue did not wait for his Master and spoke up for him, “What message does Senior Brother Sect Master want to pass on?”

The dao child paused a bit from his voice. However, he then continued, “The Sect Master’s messenger said that Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s Daoist Xing Xuan has already arrived in Qiyang City. The visiting card has already been delivered. He will be here tomorrow morning to seek your treatment. He wishes upon the other’s sincerity that Palace Master would not refuse him.”

Gu Yunjue narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have thought of something. He asked the other, “Who is Daoist Xing Xuan coming with?”

“I heard that it’s Sect Master Yu’s junior brother, Ji Qingyuan.

“Ji Qingyuan!” The expression on Mu Chen’s face turned cold. He hated that he was unable to chew the name to pieces. He picked up a magical robe from the screen and quickly put it on. The white magical robe was created from first class Willow Leaf Silk Bamboo. Once it was made, the texture of the robe had become even softer. There was even crackling sounds that came with it and white flames moved on it.

Gu Yunjue became aware of his Master’s thoughts and threw himself at him. However, before he could even reach out his hands, he was grabbed by his lapel and thrown onto the bed. In a flash, Mu Chen was already out of Yanyang Palace.

Jing Ting and Jing Ming, who were meditating, opened their eyes at pretty much the same time. Their figures became a white line as they closely followed behind Mu Chen. They unexpectedly did not lag behind.

Gu Yunjue looked at the curtain above him and the expression on his face turned darker. He felt that the way Mu Chen had thrown him onto the bed was like the way you threw a sandbag. The kind of feeling that Gu Yunjue felt was a bad one. He secretly marked this down against Mu Chen. When an opportunity in the future arose, he would throw his Master onto the bed a few times and give him a taste of how it feels.

He silently set up a boundary in his passing. He then took out a jade talisman from his space ring. He pinched it to pieces and the image of an old man appeared before him in a short amount of time. The old man observed the gloomy face of Gu Yunjue and respectfully bowed his waist despite the other having an appearance of a five year old. The old man then said to him, “Greetings to Young Master.”

Gu Yunjue’s affectionate smile was long gone. It was especially his eyes that turned darker and deeper the moment that Mu Chen’s line of sight was no longer upon him. When he looked at others, those eyes held no type of feeling in them. Although he was young, there was an intimidating kind of power that came from him. He indifferently asked, “Where are the people from Ten Thousand Sword Sect staying?”

The old man hurriedly replied, “Replying to Young Master, they are staying in the Sinking Immortal Tavern that belongs to Lofty Cloudy Sect.”

Gu Yunjue picked up his robe and leisurely put the robe on. His tone was struggling to hide its viciousness. “Send a couple of people to watch over him. If anyone dares to harm even a single hair on his head, then kill them no matter what happens.”

Gu Yunjue waited until the other’s figure disappeared. A trace of annoyance flitted through Gu Yunjue’s eyes. This body was still too young and his cultivation was also at a low level. He needed to build up his power. It was only then that he would be able to protect his Master. He would also be able to contend against his Lord Father and break away from his fate.

Author’s Comment: Doing a small show of not bearing responsibility.

Gu Yunjue: “I need to throw Master onto the bed a few times and show him how it feels.”

Gu Yunjue, a dozen years later: “The first time!”, “The second time!”, “The third time!”, “The fourth time!”, and “….The countless time!”