The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side

The shopkeeper smiled, “What you think is beautiful should be beautiful. I believe in your taste.”

Mu Chen, “I think the foxtail grass at the roadside is beautiful. Do you want it?”

The shopkeeper tittered in embarrassment, “You must be kidding! It doesn’t count absolutely!”

Mu Chen looked at the shopkeeper thoughtfully, feeling something wrong.

The shopkeeper was freaked out by Mu Chen’s gaze. He immediately turned around and rushed to the rear room before he fetched a tiny ebony box. “Everyone in Qiyang City knows Elder Mu. My lord believes in you. So these Five-Colored Blossoms are all yours.”

Mu Chen just looked at it but did not take it, obviously with suspicion hanging in his mind.

Gu Yunjue suddenly took it over and winked at Mu Chen,

‘No matter what kind of purpose he has, we take the herbs first.’

Gu Yunjue moved the lid and saw three Five-Colored Blossoms lying quietly in the box, which were nourished and preserved by the spirit of a jade-like bracelet beneath. He handed the herbs to Mu Chen. ”Master, they look real.”

Just by a glace, Mu Chen had confirmed the herbs were of top quality. He nodded his head and Gu Yunjue immediately accepted it. It seemed that whatever Mu Chen would say, his little disciple would not take it out any more. Seeing Gu Yunjue act like a moneygrubber, Mu Chen was amused and decided to put aside his concern. ”Many thanks to your lord! I’ll send ten herbs later. You have my word.” He vowed to the shopkeeper in a solemn tone.

The shopkeeper, stroking his beard, agreed with a big smile. Then he finally got relieved after he sent them off.

‘The two lords finally leave!’

On the way back, Mu Chen still felt it incredible. ‘How could this herb be so easy to get?’ Just thinking about that, he heard some people fighting in the front. A nice voice scolded angrily, ”My father is Pill City’s governor, and you should all suffer by offending Pill City!”

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Mu Chen stopped, ‘The voice sounds so familiar.’

At that time, another man smirked, ”My little beauty, Iʼm so scared!”

Mu Chenʼs face changed abruptly. ‘The man should be so impudent in board daylight!’ Mu Chen turned around and flew over, only to see the two red “lanterns” he had seen in the morning entangled in a tussle with a black-dressed cultivator. They were tightly suppressed by the other, obviously with little experience of fight. In addition, the black-dressed man was mean and dirty—the person he was tramping on was full of black fingerprints on the chest and waist, which implied that he had groped the victim all over the body.

Sensing someone coming over, the black-dressed suddenly got vigilant, apparently with no intention to continue any more. He took out a net-like magic tool, expecting to fight a quick battle.

Bo Jinyu was just about to ask for help but found it was Mu Chen. He gritted his teeth with a cold face and threw out a huge fireball toward the black-dressed man. The man just dodged it skillfully before he glanced at Mu Chen, exclaiming, ”Elegant and reserved, another stunning beauty! It’s really my lucky day!”

Mu Chen looked even colder, seeing the other like a dead person.

“Humph!” Gu Yunjue snorted before his sword flashed out of the sheath with a resounding clang like a dragon roaring in the air. The white figure standing in the distance, not very tall though, cast a magnificent spirit that seemed to conquer everything. He looked at the black-dressed man with a faint smile, and uttered in a cold voice, implying an awe-inspiring intent of killing, “Master, just stand by my side. Let your disciple handle the bastard today.”

Hearing Gu Yunjue saying in that tone, Mu Chen was startled but nodded subconsciously.

‘The man seems much equal to my little disciple in cultivation, a good grindstone for him indeed.’