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

Mu Chen picked up the papers and glanced over all of them. “Concocting them one by one is too troublesome. Let’s do it all together!” Saying that, he threw all herbs into the furnace. Bo Jinyu couldn’t stop him and was utterly astonished seeing him simply pour all the materials in the jade pots into the furnace. Mu Chen wasn’t at all concocting pills but cooking porridge.

Who on earth concocting pills wouldn’t measure clearly the portion of every ingredient? He was just squandering treasures! Moreover, the stove might finally explode because such a small space definitely could not bear all kinds of soul power mixing together.

Nevertheless, Mu Chen ignored the complex look of Bo Jinyu. The moment Nine Yang Dark Fire spurted out, all the spiritual herbs melted at once, the aroma of herbs lingering around the room. Then Bo Jinyu began to feel a little relaxed. However, when he was about to admire secretly in his heart the mightiness of Mu Chen, he suddenly realized something wrong.

The furnace was connecting with his divine soul because he had dripped some blood into it for recognition. At this moment, he responded quickly and broke the link with the furnace after sensing the anomaly. Then he found the furnace had been burnt out together with the herbs.

Mu Chen should burn a large hole in such a superior magic tool!

“My furnace!” Bo Jinyu pounced himself toward it with distress and pity, but dared not to get closer lest Mu Chen’s fire hurt him. He stamped his feet in a huff, “This is my adult gift my father gave to me! I have been always cherishing it for decades!”

It turned out that not all furnaces in the world were as durable as the one left by Dan Yangzi, and some could be melted by his fire, which Mu Chen had no idea before indeed.

As Mu Chen realized this, a wisp of awkwardness flashed across his cold face. Standing dully at the same place with a blushing face, he felt somehow at a loss. ‘My gosh! What to do now? It’s surely not a trifle damaging his treasure.”

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Recovering from his meditation, Gu Yunjue felt slightly angry at missing Mu Chen’s whereabouts. Little Master just wouldn’t behave himself well and should leave his little disciple alone here!

Snapping his finger, he summoned a shadow out of nothing. Its body was intangible but the shape of the shadow looked like a man’s. “At your service, Lord.”

Gu Yunjue asked coldly, “Where is he?”

“Lord, Palace Master followed a paper crane that Bo Jinyu sent for help. Now they are concocting pills.” The shadow reported respectfully every move of Mu Chen to Gu Yunjue, kneeling at the place and waiting for instructions.

Hearing that, Gu Yunjue looked eased off, “Concocting pills? Send people to protect him. Take care not to be perceived.”

“I have passed on Lord’s order. Shadow II would tail after him.”

“Good!” Gu Yunjue praised him. Then he added, “I have sent you to investigate the man with the family name Mu. Have you found anything about his identity?”

“I beg for your Lord’s pardon.” The shadow lowered his body even further, “I haven’t got any valuable information about him currently.”

“No clue yet?” Gu Yunjue clicked his tongue, frowning, “Keep investigating. Do not act rashly to cause any alert.”

“Aye! Your lord, I got something else to report. We have got the trace of Wei Huaitong that he was in touch with senior prince’s underlings.”

Gu Yunjue stood up and replied with a smile, “What a coincidence! Look into the people Wei contacted with and chop his head down as a gift for my respected senior brother. Remember to give it an exquisite packing! By the way, tell him I will take Wei Huaitong’s life someday and get his people away from this man.”

“Aye, I’ve remembered, your lord.” The shadow withdrew gradually into darkness after seeing Gu Yunjue’s back-off gesture.

Gu Yunjue squinted at the stars outside the window, his eyes dim and dark. Right at this moment, a chilly murderous intent fixed on him. As he looked up, a man in black robe appeared before him, with a silver mask reflecting freezing gleams. He said slowly in a hoarse voice, “You are the most indispensable person for Mu Chen. If he witnesses you die slowly of maltreatment, what would he look like? I’m looking forward to seeing the pain on his face.”

Gu Yunjue looked up drowsily and cupped up his chin slowly, answering with a chuckle, “I am looking forward to that, too.”