Chapter 34 Looks like my dad~

"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu." Mu Qi put the fruit away.

Gu Shu smiled, "You're welcome, Junior Sister Du. If you need any help in the future, just let me know. We are all from the same sect, so we should help each other."

"Okay." Mu Qi smiled.

After chatting for a while, Du Chuanting took Mu Qi back to Cangqi Peak and then threw a book to Mu Qi.

Mu Qi took it and looked at it, it turned out to be "Bai Cai Tong".

After flipping through it, I found that it introduced the properties of materials used in various refining tools.

Mu Qi was overjoyed. He picked up the book and turned away. He only had time to wave to Du Chuanting and said, "Master, let me read it first as a sign of respect!"

Du Chuanting looked at her back, smiled, shook his head and left.

Mu Qi worked day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, from dawn to dusk and back again, memorizing all the knowledge from books in his mind.

She was itching to try it out immediately, but Du Chuanting took her back to the bottom of the cliff from yesterday.

In the strong wind, Mu Qi saw Du Chuanting's sword stabbing at him before he could stand firmly.

She hastily drew out her sword to block.

Yesterday, Mu Qi only practiced two sword-swinging moves. This time, Du Chuanting swung at a different angle, so Mu Qi subconsciously swung his sword from the side to block. Mu Qi also had an additional blocking sword move.

"Very good, just swing like this."

As he spoke, Du Chuanting put away his sword, obviously not intending to continue accompanying her in doing that single action. It seemed that the half day he accompanied her yesterday was just to make her get used to that monotonous action.

Mu Qi had no complaints and continued to swing the sword in the same manner, again and again.

Du Chuanting walked out of the wind field and came to the open space next to him. He waved his hand, and suddenly a table and a chair appeared. He then leisurely made tea.

Mu Qi was swinging his sword in his direction at this moment, feeling bored, he shouted: "Master, please give me a lesson."

She read a book all night yesterday. The book only described the properties of the materials. Based on those properties, she roughly knew the direction of refining, but she was not sure whether her understanding was correct.

After listening to Du Chuanting's class yesterday afternoon, I deeply felt that refining equipment is not that simple, and the integration of various materials requires a lot of attention.

Du Chuanting said unhappily, "You know how to order people around, but who is the master?"

"Oh, I am your face now. I have to learn well so as not to embarrass you."

"You seem to be quite used to your role as a disciple."

"I'll adapt to any identity that's beneficial!"

“Promising!”

Mu Qi urged, "Master~"

Du Chuanting took a sip of tea leisurely and ignored her.

Mu Qi continued to shout in a soft voice: "Master..."

Du Chuanting paused with his hand holding the teacup, looked at her ugly black face, and then listened to her acting coquettishly, his eyes were extremely complicated.

If I had known I wouldn’t have made it so ugly, it’s an eyesore.

He turned his head away.

Mu Qi refused to give in and shouted again: "Master, please teach me. You have nothing to do anyway."

Du Chuanting felt much more comfortable after only hearing the voice without seeing the face. He said compassionately, "Okay, as your master, I will make an exception for you."

Du Chuanting spoke in a clear voice, describing the weapon refining method that Mu Qi didn't know.

Mu Qi was eager to learn. She waved the sword in her hand non-stop, her mind following Du Chuanting's words and trying hard to memorize them. Her eyes were particularly firm and serious.

Three hours of teaching and practicing passed, and Du Chuanting said he was tired. He felt exhausted after teaching everything he knew for so long.

The wind disappeared and Du Chuanting put the beads away.

When Mu Qi stopped swinging the sword, he realized that his hands were so stiff that they almost didn't belong to him. He had just swung the sword relying on the muscle memory formed from thousands of times of swinging the sword, and now that he stopped, he couldn't even lift his hands.

She collapsed to the ground again.

Du Chuanting walked to Mu Qi's side and squatted down, using his spiritual power to clear Mu Qi's shoulders again.

Mu Qi looked up at Du Chuanting for a long time, and just when Du Chuanting's ears turned red unconsciously.

Mu Qi said: "Master, why are you so nice to me, you're like my dad~"

If she had a father, he would probably be so kind to her.

Du Chuanting froze and his face turned dark immediately!

Damn witch!

After flirting with him, he still wants to be his daughter?!

Did she think he took so much trouble to teach her because he wanted to have a daughter?

Du Chuanting was furious. He looked at Mu Qi's beautiful big dark eyes that didn't match his face at all. He suddenly sneered, "If I were your father, I would have beaten you to death long ago, you bastard who did so many evil things!"

Mu Qi: “…”

Once you have done something bad, it seems that you can no longer be considered a good person and you will be held accountable every day.

Mu Qi weakly tugged at Du Chuanting's sleeve, "Master, don't be angry. If you don't want to be my father, then don't be my father. Just continue the massage."

Du Chuanting looked at those slender fingers coldly. Her face was also dark to match hers. He wanted to laugh for some reason and didn't know why.

He couldn't breathe anymore, so he coughed lightly and continued to use his spiritual power to clear the blockage.

He asked, "What kind of massage?"

Uh, Mu Qi touched his nose and said, "No, I just slipped up. I mean to push the spiritual power."

Du Chuanting didn't care. Suddenly he thought of something and looked at Mu Qi and asked, "Is your father in seclusion to heal his injuries?"

Mu Qi scratched his head and said, "Why do you ask? I don't even know he is in the ordinary town."

Du Chuanting frowned, "Isn't your father Tianyou?"

Mu Qi's eyes widened, "Master! Stop talking nonsense! How could my father be the leader of Tianyou Sect!"

Du Chuanting looked at Mu Qi with slightly deep eyes, "Or maybe you don't know it yourself. Only Tianyou knows it."

Mu Qi's black and white eyes looked a little dull. Why did everyone say her father was Tian You?

After hearing so much, she actually began to doubt whether Yue You was her father. Although he looked young, she heard that he was over 120 years old and could have given birth to several children of her.

No, no!

Mu Qi shook his head violently!

What is she thinking! The original owner was clearly brought to the Xiuxian Town by a casual cultivator, and she got to know him after absorbing Yue You's Yang Qi, and was taken back by him.

Rumors are really deadly! She almost believed them after hearing them so many times!

She asked back, "Isn't Tianyou practicing the ruthless way? If he really had a daughter, wouldn't he have to practice Taoism again?"

Du Chuanting glanced at her with a strange expression, "Bullshit about the ruthless way! He must have been annoyed because there were too many female cultivators chasing after him, so he lied and said he was cultivating the ruthless way."

Mu Qi: “…”

Can I still use this trick?

"Anyway, Sect Leader Tianyou is not my father. My father is in the small town of Fansu." Mu Qi said in a firm tone.

Du Chuanting looked at her suspiciously, not knowing whether to believe it or not, and said nothing.

Mu Qi suddenly caught a piece of information, "You said that Sect Master Tianyou was injured?"

"Well, I guess I'll need to rest for a year or two." Du Chuanting did not hide it.

Mu Qi was a little stunned. It turned out that he was in seclusion to heal his injuries, but it seemed that this was not the aftereffect of her doing it.

"Why was he injured?" Mu Qi asked.

If Du Chuanting knew it, then many people must know it. However, it seems that no one in the sect knew it. If they knew, they would have gossiped with her a long time ago. It seems that there is some common secret among these big guys in Yuehua Continent.

Sure enough, I heard Du Chuanting say: "This is not something you should know."

Mu Qi had no choice but to stop asking.

Soon, Mu Qi's arm no longer felt sore, and Du Chuanting took Mu Qi back to Cangqi Peak.

Du Chuanting meditated to restore his spiritual power.

Mu Qi took out the book "Bai Cai Tong" and ran to ask Du Chuanting. After confirming that the book was given to her, she directly marked the materials on it, indicating how to refine them more simply, which material needed to be added as a catalyst for refining, which material could not be mixed with which material, and which material could achieve the best effect when mixed with which material.

She remembered everything Du Chuanting said in the morning. Afraid that she had missed something, she marked it again as if she were reviewing it again.

Soon, a book was filled with her memories.