Chapter 40
Cassel followed Nie Wuhen's gaze and shook his head, saying, "I don't want to drink it. Bai Yi said this will help my wings grow feathers, but I don't want it to grow."
He pulled away, turned his back to Nie Wuhen, and showed his little wings to Nie Wuhen. He even flapped them twice to create gusts of wind, and said, "It looks good this way. You don't have to pluck the feathers."
Nie Wuhen was silent for a moment, and decided to tell Cassel what Bai Yi had just said: "Have you discovered that if your feathers don't grow, you will have no magic power?"
The flapping wings froze slightly, Cassel turned his head to look at him and said, "But the last time I grew feathers, I used the devil's breath in the River of Oblivion, and my magic power has weakened."
"And now?"
Cassel felt it and didn't care: "Barbatos said that the evil aura is everywhere. The last thing a demon needs to worry about is the disappearance of his magic power."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
Cassel refused to drink anything, but Nie Wuhen couldn't force him to drink. He just sat on the bed and watched Cassel running back and forth. She either showed him calligraphy and paintings, boasting proudly that she could write a lot of words, or she rummaged through the cabinets, took out the candied haws like treasures, and presented them to Nie Wuhen.
He said with anticipation: "This is the most delicious candied haws I have ever tasted! Nie Wuhen, you must try it."
Nie Wuhen's eyes were complicated. He looked at the candied haws handed to him, opened his mouth and took a bite. It was a little sour, but sweet and sour. At the end of the meal, there was a faint taste of medicine. There was very little, and if Nie Wuhen hadn't tasted it carefully, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.
The warm current flowed into Nie Wuhen's body through his mouth, slowly adjusting his disordered mood and making his whole body and mind relaxed.
Nie Wuhen was stunned.
Cassel said crisply: "Bai Yi gave me a lot of these candied haws, I think they are very delicious. Every time I miss Barbatos, I eat one."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
When Cassel was tired of playing, he ran back to Nie Wuhen, nestled in his arms, and lowered his head to play with his hands. At first, he tried to look at Nie Wuhen's expression, but when he found that the latter was indulging him, he suddenly became bolder.
Cassel hugged Nie Wuhen's arm and hummed: "I think that although you are cold, you are very good to me. I like you very much."
Nie Wuhen was used to it. "What about the Barbatos you mentioned?"
"I like Barbatos, too."
Nie Wuhen curled his lips and said nothing.
"But you're better than Barbatos," Cassel looked at Nie Wuhen's fingers for a long time, and felt his teeth itching. He wanted to take a bite. He glanced at Nie Wuhen stealthily and whispered, "You're just very good."
This answer was obviously beyond Nie Wuhen's expectations. He was obviously stunned, but the pain from his fingertips made him frown. He immediately withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to look at the culprit, who looked guilty.
Nie Wuhen pinched his chin, forcing him to look up at him. Cassel didn't move, and let Nie Wuhen pinch him. He was very cooperative and was extremely obedient.
She even held out her hand, whispered sorry, and said she could let him bite it back.
Nie Wuhen pinched his chin and said, "Open your mouth."
Cassel did so immediately.
He didn't know what Nie Wuhen was looking at, nor did he know what Nie Wuhen was going to do. He didn't care at first, but later he became anxious. Finally, he saw Nie Wuhen let go and said, "Tooth decay..."
Cassell: ""
"You can't eat candied haws anymore," Nie Wuhen said, "Don't eat anything sweet."
Cassel felt like the sky was falling.
In the next few days, Cassel always felt that Bai Yi seemed to have had a quarrel with Nie Wuhen. Nie Wuhen's expression remained indifferent, but Bai Yi was different. He almost burned the house down while refining the elixir.
Cassel ran out of the black smoke, coughing, bending down and pointing at Bai Yi, asking him why the fire suddenly broke out out of nowhere.
Bai Yi was also embarrassed. He fanned himself, put out the fire, looked at the dusty Cassel, touched his nose and was about to take the pill, only to find that his palm was black.
Bai Yi: "..."
Cassel coughed for a long time and finally recovered his breath. He covered his chest and said, "Did you have a fight with Nie Wuhen?"
“Nonsense.”
Cassel wiped his face, which became darker and darker. In the end, he just stopped caring and said, "What about the pills you made for me?"
The reason why Cassel was able to refine pills with Bai Yi was purely because Bai Yi promised Cassel to refine a pill for him that would prevent feathers from growing on his wings, and he also agreed to one of Bai Yi's requests. As for what the requirements are, Bai Yi hasn't said yet.
"I've finished refining it. I'll naturally promise you—"
Bai Yi waited until the smoke cleared, then ran to the alchemy furnace, opened the lid and wanted to take out the pills - but there were no pills. The black, round "pill" looks like a mud ball.
Cassel leaned over to take a look: "My pills..."
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Nie Wuhen walked over and looked at the dark walls everywhere. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and picked up the stool. He walked over and was about to ask the two people what they were doing and why they made such a big noise.
Then, he saw Cassel blew hard, and the so-called elixir flickered and emitted a dark red light, just like the magma under the sea of the mermaids.
Nie Wuhen: "..."
Cassel touched it and saw that the pill turned into ash. He was stunned and turned to look at Bai Yi: "My pill is gone..."
Bai Yi felt something was wrong all over, he had never made such a mistake before, he immediately took the fan and was about to run, just in time he saw Nie Wuhen standing nearby.
Bai Yi was embarrassed at first, then he snorted coldly, crossed his arms and said nothing.
Nie Wuhen didn't say anything either.
The atmosphere just froze.
Cassell obviously felt it. He first looked at Nie Wuhen, then at Bai Yi. He was stuck between the two of them, inexplicably at a loss.
I could only flap my wings slightly and whisper: "What's wrong with you? Did you have a fight?"
There was a long silence.
Nie Wuhen replied: "No."
"Then why is he ignoring you?" Cassel pulled Nie Wuhen's clothes and whispered, "He almost burned the house down today. If I hadn't run fast, I would have--"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bai Yi interrupted him, a little angrily, "Who burned the house?"
Nie Wuhen took a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped Cassel's face. After wiping it clean, he took his hand and wiped his black hands clean, then whispered: "We didn't quarrel."
Cassel looked at Bai Yi and asked: "Why is he angry?"
Bai Yi: "..."
Nie Wuhen sighed and said, "Bai Yi, I will not go into seclusion again. The Immortal Realm Martial Arts Competition is of great importance. Before this, Yun Dian has not been able to find the traitor. If something irreversible happens on that day, I am afraid that Master will always blame himself."
Bai Yi disagreed: "Your injury has not healed yet, and the time you have been in seclusion is far from meeting Master's requirements. Besides, how do you know that this incident is not a warning to you? Although the left protector of the demon clan is dead, there will be a new left protector."
"In my opinion, the left protector is nothing but a disturbance within the demon clan. They are using you to get rid of him and test your true strength. In the end, they are just using the Immortal Realm Martial Arts Competition to get rid of you personally." Bai Yi's tone was obviously worried, but also blaming. "Brother, you might as well just go into seclusion and leave the Immortal Realm Martial Arts Competition to me. I can--"
"Bai Yi," Nie Wuhen said as he held the hilt of the Wuwang Sword, "I will not be able to retreat until the traitor of the demon clan is caught. Please stop trying to persuade me about this."
Bai Yi was so angry that he was shaking. He turned around and looked at Cassel, who had just listened to the quarrel between the two with a confused look on his face. Cassel noticed the gaze and looked back.
"I'm fine," Cassel said, rubbing his nose. "Why don't you all just not go?"
Bai Yi: "..."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
The Immortal World Martial Arts Competition was held in the ancient forest.
The Ancient Forest, as the name suggests, is one of the oldest forests, gathering all kinds of ancient magic weapons and precious medicinal materials. Of course, it is also full of unknown dangers.
Disciples from all corners of the world gathered at Yundian, including those from various major sects and individual cultivators. The so-called competition is not just a competition of martial arts, but also a competition of wisdom. Every cultivator who enters will be given two beads, one red and one blue.
The red beads have the effect of instant movement. Once the participants break them, they will be deemed to have automatically given up the game and quickly move to the center of the cloud top.
The blue beads are a symbol of victory or defeat. The cultivator with the most beads wins, and the top three can choose a magic weapon from the Yundian Treasure House and become a disciple to cultivate immortality.
Of course, the prerequisite for all of this is to sign a life and death agreement. In short, life or death.
Nie Wuhen stood on a high place. He looked at the headmaster who bowed and greeted all the representatives from the sects who came here with a smile. Everyone greeted each other and finally pushed each other to take a seat.
The headmaster stood up, explained all matters clearly, asked all disciples to sign a life and death agreement, and distributed beads. As the drums sounded, the dense crowd began to move towards a point and then slowly disappeared.
The heads of all the sects stood up and saluted Nie Wuhen: "Master Sword Master."
Nie Wuhen said: "Don't be polite. Just compete based on your strength. I will not show mercy to anyone who has ill intentions."
Everyone said seriously: "Thank you, Master Sword Master."
Nie Wuhen threw the shadow stone over, and a huge cloud of fog appeared in the open area. After it dissipated, the disappeared disciples reappeared in the light and shadow.
When the head of the sect saw Nie Wuhen sitting down, he was about to ask someone to serve tea, but the next second, he saw a crack appear on the chair.
Everyone: "..."
Someone urged: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve the tea!"
The servant beside him came to his senses and hurriedly served tea.
Nie Wuhen stared at the familiar figure in the crowd below, his back teeth almost breaking. He repeatedly told Bai Yi to keep an eye on Cassel, and Bai Yi clearly agreed, but in the blink of an eye, Bai Yi brought Cassel to participate in the Immortal Realm Martial Arts Competition!
But Bai Yi was still in the crowd, smiling provocatively at Nie Wuhen.
The servant brought the tea and placed it next to Nie Wuhen. Nie Wuhen took it, took a sip, and his fingers were shaking.
He was so angry that his liver ached.
Someone asked: "Does Sword Master think this tea is not good?"
Nie Wuhen said stiffly: "No——"
Before he finished speaking, the teacup broke into powder and fell to the ground, and the tea flowed down Nie Wuhen's palm like a stream.
Everyone looked at each other.
Cassel was forbidden to eat sweets by Nie Wuhen, and he was almost craving for them. His eyes were following the cake in the hand of one of the cultivators, and he was considering whether to buy one secretly.
The immortal cultivator seemed to see through it and asked him if he wanted to eat. Before Cassel shook his head, the pastry was handed to him. He was stunned, then overjoyed and immediately thanked him.
Bai Yi on the side said: "...I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, for causing trouble. I..."
Cassel swallowed the pastry in one breath, then took out a night-shining pearl from the space and handed it to the cultivator. The cultivator was unwilling to take it, but after refusing it several times, he accepted it and gave all the remaining pastries to Cassel. At the same time, he was kind enough to take a handkerchief and wipe the crumbs from the corners of his mouth.
Bai Yi pulled Cassel over and reminded him, "Daoyou, you can go in now."
On stage.
Nie Wuhen took the handkerchief from the attendant and wiped his hands casually. He stood up and said concisely: "You are welcome to do whatever you want. I will supervise it myself."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
