Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.
Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...
"Now."
After a while, Yan Huailiu finally spoke.
He looked around and said, "It seems there's nothing to clean up... Actually, Palace Master Murong wanted to keep us for a few more days, saying it wouldn't be appropriate to hold a big event, but I declined."
He helped make the bed, smoothing out the wrinkles on the pillow with his hands.
"I didn't ask them to send anyone. After all, the formation had just been repaired, and they still had a lot of things to do."
He turned and looked at Gu Xingyun: "Can we go back by ourselves? I heard that around here..."
What he wanted to say was swallowed back. Yan Huailiu took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Forget it, Yu Jian is almost there. Let's go. I'll take you with me."
Gu Xingyun extended his hand towards him: "Master, do you want to go for a walk outside before going back? This disciple can accompany you."
"No, let's just go back. Wait a minute, I'll leave a letter for them. Do you want to go and say goodbye to their young master?"
Yan Huailiu asked as he bent over to write.
"No need, I've already said goodbye."
He repaid the only favor he owed to anyone outside the Yuxu Sect, and could go back with his master at any time.
No matter what happens after he returns, he can endure it.
"Okay, let's go. Where's Zhuiyue?"
Yan Huailiu took the initiative to go over and hold Gu Xingyun's hand, commanding the two swords to leave.
Palace Master Murong, who was working, looked up and wiped the sweat off his face. He squinted his eyes and spoke to the elder beside him: "Look, something whizzed by! Do you want to follow and take a look?"
The elder poked him with the hilt of his sword and said, "Palace Master, it's useless to make excuses. First, fix the beams that collapsed on your roof. Those little brats still need to live here."
"Why are we still staying here... I've already told you, we need to take on more missions."
"Sending those brats out to capture monsters and bring them back will help improve your cultivation! Oh... OK, OK, I'll continue my cultivation!"
If it weren't for these two elders who had watched him grow up since he was a child, Palace Master Murong would have rebelled long ago.
On the long sword, Yan Huailiu held Gu Xingyun's hand the whole time, with a serious expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Gu Xingyun was also unusually quiet. Apart from occasionally pinching Yan Huailiu's palm, he did not make any other movements.
Time passed quickly in the silence of the two, and soon the shadow of Yuxu Sect appeared.
Yan Huailiu commanded the two swords to descend and stood in front of the mountain gate of Yuxu Sect.
It seemed that this was his first time entering the sect from here.
The three big characters "Yuxu Sect" were engraved on the huge stone in front of the mountain gate, with the strokes sharp and bold.
The thousand-year-old tree not far away is surrounded by rich spiritual energy.
Yan Huailiu looked up at the branch and caught a glimpse of a circular vine, and shuddered inexplicably.
He held Gu Xingyun's hand tightly and reminded him in a low voice: "We're here, let's go home."
The step he had just taken was pulled back, and Gu Xingyun stood there, the headband covering his eyes swaying in the wind.
"Master, I heard this barrier is very powerful."
He used to be able to come and go freely without restrictions, but now he has to worry about these things.
"Nothing will happen to you, trust me."
Yan Huailiu held his hand tightly, waiting for a reply with anticipation.
Gu Xingyun looked up, as if trying to see the long steps clearly through his headband. After a long while, he said something incomprehensible: "Master, I cannot die."
He has not yet found the detailed explanation of the second half of the Lingxu Mirror, and is not sure whether the death of one person after the binding will affect the other.
"I won't let you die." Yan Huailiu comforted him, "Let's walk slowly. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately, okay?"
After saying this, he cast a few more protective spells on Gu Xingyun.
"Okay." Gu Xingyun didn't insist anymore and let Yan Huailiu pull him forward.
Yan Huailiu observed his expression the whole time.
Until he stepped into the mountain gate and walked up the stairs, he didn't see any change in Gu Xingyun's expression, and then he felt relieved.
My guess was correct, and those records were not entirely fabricated.
It was obviously a good thing, but Yan Huailiu felt inexplicably sad.
"You know what? As long as I sincerely take you as my disciple and acknowledge you as a member of the Yuxu Sect, no matter what you become, this barrier will not stop you."
He suppressed the sadness in his heart, not knowing for whom he wanted to explain.
"Human nature is truly complex. What we see with our eyes isn't necessarily true, but oftentimes, we can't see past appearances to see into a person's heart..."
Gu Xingyun listened quietly, feeling the insignificant pressure in his body, and completely relieved.
The two of them held hands and walked up the stairs step by step.
The wind in the mountains is not very gentle. It blows people so hard that they can't open their eyes, thereby declaring its presence.
The familiar road was within reach, and I could faintly hear the sounds of Yuxu Sect disciples practicing and competing.
Yan Huailiu stopped and asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No."
Gu Xingyun responded quickly and tentatively pulled his hand out.
But Yan Huailiu held it tightly.
"Let's go, go straight to my place."
I used to have to avoid people when walking on this road, but now I can calmly greet the disciples I meet.
"Sect Master, what happened to Senior Brother Gu?"
"Nothing, just a minor eye injury."
Facing the concerned gazes of his disciples, he walked straight to his residence.
"Master, aren't you afraid of being seen?" After an unknown amount of time, Gu Xingyun finally asked.
"It's not like they don't know." Yan Huailiu said calmly, carefully avoiding those formations that might accidentally hurt Gu Xingyun.
Standing in front of his yard, he saw Baili Changhuan squatting there digging the soil.
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