Chapter 361

Wuyouzi's figure slowly emerged and fell from mid-air.

Cheng Hui/Dysentery

"What do you want your senior brother to help you with?" The voice came before the person arrived.

Wuyouzi's figure slowly emerged and fell from mid-air.

Cheng Hui/Lin Qingqiu: ...

"Master!" Zhang Yifan, with tears in his eyes, excitedly held his master's hand - finally he didn't have to take the blame.

Wuyouzi was a little confused by Zhang Yifan and shook his hand away with a look of disgust: "Why are you crying like a grown man? And in front of your junior brother, you don't feel ashamed."

Zhang Yifan said nothing. No matter who wanted to talk about the fact that his junior brother suddenly became the Great Demon Lord, he would definitely not say a word.

Master Wuyouzi usually has a good temper, but when he gets angry he can be very scary.

The fact that his own closed disciple suddenly changed his identity would definitely be a big deal that would anger him.

"Master, I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now. You and Junior Brother can chat slowly."

Worried that if he continued to stay here, he might have to take the blame for his junior brother at any time, Zhang Yifan slipped away decisively.

Cheng Hui and Lin Qingqiu silently extended Erkang's hand in their hearts, but they could only watch Zhang Yifan leave them with a handsome back.

Lin Qingqiu: ...What a mistake! Let him get away.

"What's wrong with your senior brother?" Wuyouzi could of course see that something was wrong with Zhang Yifan, so he had to ask his little disciple.

Lin Qingqiu looked at Cheng Hui, and Cheng Hui suddenly turned his head away and looked at the small pond in the yard, as if a flower had bloomed from the ripples on the water.

Lin Qingqiu: ...

Cheng Hui's behavior at this time fully demonstrated what it means that "husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly away separately."

Facing Wuyouzi's puzzled eyes, Lin Qingqiu moved his lips but said nothing.

As the Demon Lord, Lin Qingqiu had never met any good people in the first half of his life. Starting from his parents, most people were nice to him either because they coveted his beauty or wanted to get something from him.

Having been around that kind of people for a long time, Lin Qingqiu is only slightly gloomy and cruel, but he never kills innocent people indiscriminately, which shows that he is kind by nature.

The fundamental reason why he was attracted to Cheng Hui was Cheng Hui's warm personality like the sun.

Lin Qingqiu knew very well who was good to him and who was not.

Those who treated him badly were killed if they were useless, and those who were useful were kept and used. Most of his subordinates in the Demon Palace were recruited in this way. Lin Qingqiu never had any mercy on those people. They served him to profit from him, so when they could not meet his requirements, it was natural for him to abandon them.

But Wuyouzi is different.

Wuyouzi was really good to him. As his last disciple, the ten years that Lin Qingqiu lived in the Corpse Puppet Sect were the happiest and most carefree ten years of his two lives.

Since he had lost most of his memories, he could accept the kindness of his senior brothers and sisters without any pressure.

Lin Qingqiu had never enjoyed any parental love. In an environment like the Blood Shadow Sect, disciples were fighting against each other, so naturally there was no so-called brotherly and sisterly affection.

But all that he had missed was compensated by Wuyouzi. Those senior brothers and sisters might not be with him all year round, but every time they returned from a trip, they would definitely bring him some gifts.

Some of the senior brothers and sisters have strange personalities and are not very friendly, but they will still quietly put gifts at the door on his birthday.

Lin Qingqiu understood everything.

There is a saying that goes "homesickness makes one feel timid", and Lin Qingqiu's current state is somewhat similar to that.

The closer I get, the more afraid I become.

He was afraid that Wuyouzi would not forgive his deception, and was even more afraid that Wuyouzi would expel him from the sect - even though his cultivation had already surpassed Wuyouzi's.

"Master..." In the end, Lin Qingqiu could only stammer out two words.

Wuyouzi waited for a long time and only heard such a mosquito-like call, which made him very confused.

His disciple had always been quite courageous, so why was he so quiet today? Had he gotten into trouble?

Wuyouzi glanced at Lin Qingqiu suspiciously, then turned to look at Cheng Hui: "Cheng Hui, tell me! Did you get into trouble outside?"

"Huh?" Cheng Hui never expected that after all this twists and turns, this matter would fall back on him. He could only stammer, "Um... Master, if someone lied to you, would you be angry?"

Wuyouzi: ...

"Nonsense! Who wouldn't be angry after being cheated?" He knocked on Cheng Hui's head with one hand, making a muffled sound.

Hiss——this naughty kid, why is his head so hard?

Wuyouzi looked at his slightly red joints and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He had just come out of retreat when he learned that his young disciple had returned, so he flew here directly, and for a moment he did not realize the cultivation level of these two people.

At this moment, he looked at Cheng Hui with some doubt and uncertainty: "Cheng Hui, tell me the truth, what is your current level of cultivation?"

"ah?"

Cheng Hui was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Lin Qingqiu: "Just... he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage not long ago."

"Hiss--" Wuyouzi took a breath and looked at Cheng Hui with a strange look in his eyes.

Nascent Soul?

Even if he has just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he is still the Nascent Soul stage!

How many years had it been since he accepted Lin Qingyang as his disciple? Zhang Yifan had been cultivating for so long and was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core, so how had Cheng Hui cultivated? How could he have even reached the Nascent Soul stage?

He hurried to look at Lin Qingyang, and was even more shocked when he saw him.

He couldn't even see Lin Qingyang's cultivation level...

Wuyouzi was a little dumbfounded.

No... He is a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator after all, and was a well-known genius when he was cultivating. But even so, he was able to cultivate to the peak of the Nascent Soul in just a few hundred years, which was already a rapid progress, but he still had a long way to go before he could reach the Spirit Transformation stage.

But his disciple... he couldn't even see his cultivation level?

"Ugh..." Wuyouzi was so shocked that he accidentally pulled out a few strands of his well-maintained beard, and immediately grimaced in pain.

“You…you…”

He pointed at Lin Qingyang and was speechless for a long time.

"Um... Master, do you still remember the question I asked just now?" Cheng Hui asked cautiously.

Wuyouzi averted his gaze stiffly, "Is this what you meant by lying to me?"

"No, no..." Cheng Hui quickly waved his hands to deny it.

Wuyouzi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't this incident. Wait...if it wasn't this incident, then what was it? Could it be more serious?

Wuyouzi's eyes twitched twice, and he took a deep breath: "What did you lie to me about? Tell me..."

Cheng Hui swallowed and glanced at Lin Qingqiu, who was staring intently at the pattern on the door frame, as if studying its artistry.

Cheng Hui's face twitched: ...

He finally felt what it meant that fortune changes.

He took a deep breath and told the story from beginning to end.

There is no point in lying in front of the master. His purpose is to seek the master's forgiveness, not to erase his mistakes with the so-called Spring and Autumn style of writing.

Cheng Hui did not hide or exaggerate, but simply recounted his and Lin Qingyang's experiences truthfully.

After he finished speaking, he heard no sound for a long time. He looked up and was immediately startled.

Master Wuyouzi had a serious expression and sharp eyes, and he looked at Lin Qingqiu with a look of intense scrutiny.

"Master?" Cheng Hui suddenly felt a little hesitant to speak.

Wuyouzi glanced at him and continued to stare at Lin Qingqiu with that stern look.

Lin Qingqiu had been eavesdropping. When Cheng Hui finished speaking, he was also very concerned about Wuyouzi's reaction. Seeing this, he knelt down in front of Wuyouzi.

“Master!”

"Do you still recognize me as your master?" Wuyouzi asked.

"Of course." Lin Qingqiu said firmly.

Wuyouzi stroked his beard. It was impossible for him to say that he didn't care about being deceived.

He was indeed angry, but looking at Lin Qingyang's face, thinking of the child he brought back to the Corpse Puppet Sect, and thinking of the years they had spent together, he couldn't stay angry all the time.

How to say it, even if you raise a dog, you will have feelings for it, let alone Lin Qingyang, whom he has carefully raised since childhood.

The relationship between them as master and disciple has always been good. At the beginning, when Lin Qingyang first came, he was somewhat wary, but later he gradually accepted his master and senior brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Wuyouzi had very complicated feelings about Lin Qingyang's deception.

I want to be angry, but I can't.

After all... Lin Qingyang is really well-behaved. Who would hate a well-behaved, cute and beautiful little disciple?

Wuyouzi: ...

He rubbed his forehead, knowing that Lin Qingyang was the Blood Demon Lord, and he felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Think about it, he is a powerful god!

An existence like the ceiling of the Xuanheng Realm.

But he called me Master and knelt in front of me, anxiously waiting to know whether I would forgive him. To be honest, I felt really good.

Wuyouzi admits that he is a vulgar person, but he is not a bad person.

Lin Qingyang had his reasons at the time, and he had indeed lost his memory at that time. He regarded himself as his master sincerely, so there seemed to be no need for him to delve into his identity.

In the past, there have been cases of powerful people who were reincarnated and accepted as disciples by a certain cultivator, and there has been no news of any conflicts between masters and disciples. If you really think about it, apart from concealing his identity, Lin Qingyang has not done anything to let himself down.

Besides, there are those who have already achieved some cultivation but still want to become apprentices to learn skills. At most, they are his apprentices, and their cultivation level is slightly higher, so it’s not a big problem.

Wuyouzi is not the kind of person who is petty. He lets go after he figures things out.

It sounds complicated, but in reality it just happens in a flash.

He helped Lin Qingyang up and said gently, "It's good that you are willing to recognize me as your master. Actually, I am the one who got the better deal."

Lin Qingqiu quickly said, "No, no, my master treats me very well, and my brothers and sisters also take good care of me."

Wuyouzi laughed heartily. The relationship among his Thirteen Peaks disciples was harmonious, and there was no quarreling among brothers. This was what he, as a master, was most proud of.

This is all thanks to his eldest disciple Zhang Yifan, who set an example for his fellow disciples from the very beginning.

Wuyouzi paused slightly as he stroked his beard.

Speaking of Zhang Yifan, this brat ran so fast just now, probably because he was worried about facing such a situation.

Humph! Brat! Unfilial son!

He knew the situation but didn't inform his master in advance, which put him in such a passive position.

If I hadn't kept my composure, I might have ended up in a bad situation.

But… Blood Demon Lord! A dignified Divine Incarnation cultivator wanted to be his disciple… Wuyouzi couldn’t help but want to roar to the heavens just thinking about it.

He is vain, okay... No, I must show off this matter and send communication talismans to his old friends tomorrow!

Once this news gets out, they will be jealous to death!

"Master... I have one more thing to report." Lin Qingqiu said softly.

"Speak." Wuyouzi was in a very good mood.

"I'm going to become a Taoist couple with Ah Hui in seven days."

Wuyouzi: ...

Seven days? Isn't that a bit too fast?

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