Bi Xie racked his brains for a way to achieve the best of both worlds, his mouth opening and closing, glancing at his cunning little apprentice one moment and secretly looking at his black sesame little apprentice the next.

"Master, is Wuyou no longer in pain?" Her slightly flushed peach blossom eyes stared pitifully at Bi Xie, making one's heart melt.

Bi Xie chuckled to himself: "Keep pretending! Keep pretending as much as you can!"

Hosting System: "Warning, warning, host, the villain's corruption level has increased by 5 points, now it's 80 points."

Bi Xie twirled his tongue, smiled broadly, and patted the boy's head. He then coughed lightly and said to Wen Zhu, who had a strange look on his face, "Zhu'er, Wu You is used to eating and sleeping with me in the Heavenly Fire Cave. He probably won't be able to change it in a short time. Let him get used to it for a while before we sleep separately."

"Ding, host out of character, 200 points deducted."

Bi Xie: "Holy crap, why the sudden deduction? I was being very tactful, okay? Did you mess up?!"

The hosting system slowly said, "The news that you ate and slept with the villain for ten years has had a huge impact on Wen Zhu. Your aloof image in his eyes has collapsed instantly, so of course you'll get a lot of deductions~"

Bi Xie was speechless, his heart aching terribly.

Sure enough, whether you stick your neck out or pull it back, you get another cut.

What terrible things has she done?!

While Bi Xie was grieving, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Master!"

Wen Zhu looked shocked and blushed slightly as she said, "Master is a woman, while Junior Brother is a man. Besides, Junior Brother is already over ten years old. It's not appropriate for him to share a bed with Master anymore!"

"What's wrong with it? A teacher for a day is a father for life. As long as I don't get married, my master can't abandon me." The boy, barely grown up, carefully played with the woman's fingers, glancing at her sideways. A hint of coldness flashed in his dark, deep pupils.

When Wen Zhu was stared at by that gaze, she felt as if her soul had been gripped. The words she was about to say caught in her throat, and her wide almond-shaped eyes were filled with fear.

That strange and wicked little baby grew into a devilishly handsome young man with rosy lips and white teeth.

If he were just an ordinary person, why would someone be able to suppress his aura?

Could it be that Wuyou is really connected to the demonic cultivators? And to the disaster in Deepwater City? Why is his master protecting him so much? Could it be that he has been bewitched by the evil magic of the demonic cultivators?

Many thoughts flashed through Wen Zhu's mind in an instant. He wanted to speak, but his throat felt like it was being choked, and he couldn't utter a word. He stared intently at the little boy with a slight upturn at the corner of his lips, his eyes flashing with shock, fear, and confusion.

"Ugh, Master, it's so cold. Master, would you like to warm the blankets for me?" The young boy's lips were as red as blood, and his skin was delicate and fair. He pouted slightly and acted coquettishly towards the woman.

It was the dead of winter, when the winter plum blossoms were in full bloom. The cultivator himself had spiritual power protecting him, and the Golden Light Sect's sect uniforms were also low-level magical artifacts that could keep him warm and protect him from the cold. However, Wuyou was an ordinary mortal, who was afraid of the cold and heat.

Although Bi Xie sewed him a few clothes with soft silk at the Heavenly Fire Cave, this guy's body temperature was naturally lower than others. She noticed this when she pinched his finger bones just now; his fingers were as cold as ice.

Seeing the little boy's groveling and begging appearance, even though he knew he was faking it, Bi Xie's heart softened. He cupped the boy's little hands in his own and channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into them. "Master has some things to say to your senior brother. Be good, Wuyou'er. Master will be back soon."

As spiritual energy seeped into his body, a warm sensation coursed through his meridians, but Wuyou's heart felt as if it had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and her smile froze in her eyes, turning gloomy and somber.