Upon hearing this, Xiao Jin puffed out her cheeks, her face full of displeasure.
Bai Feng couldn't help but pat his big head again and said, "Alright, I like you no matter what you look like."
Xiao Jin was stunned by his words.
Only then did he realize that Bai Feng had actually told him the word "like".
But the other party was clearly just saying it casually, and then focused on channeling their energy into him, without mentioning it again.
Xiao Jin then relaxed again.
He thought: It was probably a slip of the tongue.
After all, Bai Feng loves to bully him the most, so how could he possibly like him?
Ten days later, in the wooden house in Qinghuai Valley, the previously bright red array diagram had turned into a mixture of black and red. The eerie demonic energy and rampant demonic patterns had finally all retreated back into the array and been completely sealed.
Yu Tang's face was pale. The moment he withdrew his true energy, Wei Yuan fell into his arms. Perhaps the seal was complete and the pain had disappeared. His tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly, and his facial features also relaxed. He no longer looked so uncomfortable.
Yu Tang washed away the dirt from Wei Yuan's body with the warm, constantly flowing pool water, then dressed the boy in clean clothes before picking him up and leaving the wooden house.
The light outside was a bit dazzling, so Yu Tang squinted slightly. The old locust tree quickly stretched out its branches to provide him with shade and respectfully said, "Divine Lord, congratulations on your successful completion of the seclusion."
The surrounding flowers and plants chimed in, "Congratulations, Divine Lord, on your emergence from seclusion..."
Yu Tang felt a sense of familiarity when he looked at them and said, "Yes, thank you for protecting me."
Unable to contain her curiosity, the flower fairy asked Yu Tang, "My Lord, may I ask what your relationship is with this young man?"
"How could he possibly be worth all that trouble to save him?"
Yu Tang lowered his eyes to look at the boy who was leaning against him, breathing softly. He thought of the young man in his dream who was holding his corpse and grieving. The two figures intertwined, accompanied by fragments of the previous nine worlds, lingering in his heart.
He has no idea what he was thinking 100,000 years ago.
But this time, he only wanted to do his best to give Wei Yuan a firm answer.
“He is destined to be my apprentice.” Yu Tang smiled at the flower fairy and said, “I will teach him to become a very, very good person. And then…”
He silently completed the rest of the sentence.
Tell him I like him.
Yu Tang could tell from his divine sense that Xiao Jin must have gone to find the White Tiger, and that nothing serious would happen.
So he put Wei Yuan on the bed, lay down next to him, looked at the boy beside him for a while, and couldn't help but yawn.
Gods sleep according to their own mood, and now that Wei Yuan is beside him, looking at his face, he feels very peaceful.
Before long, he fell asleep along with Wei Yuan's breathing.
The flower and plant spirits outside peeked in through the window and, upon seeing the two people on the bed, their leaves curled up in surprise.
This was the first time they had ever seen a god sleeping in the same bed as a human!
Even Little Jin could only climb into the God's bed when he was very young; after he grew up, he could only sleep in his own wooden hut. But this new boy is receiving this kind of treatment...
There's a problem! There's definitely a problem!
However, isn't the Divine Lord a practitioner of the Path of Ruthlessness?
So it's not love? It's just pity?
Is it because you feel sorry for that child that you're being so kind to him?
After much deliberation, the flower and herb spirits concluded that this hypothesis was more plausible.
He then suppressed his gossipy nature, climbed back to his position, and continued to guard Green Locust Valley.
Wei Yuan was awakened by a nightmare.
In his dream, he returned to his childhood, following a group of children about his age, heading towards Wanku Mountain.
From every stone cave we passed, we could hear clear screams and groans coming from inside.
Looking up, the towering Wanku Mountain plunges straight into the gap between the human and demon realms.
A terrifyingly dense demonic aura enveloped the entire mountain range, rendering the area within a hundred miles of the barrier barren and turning the land a strange purple, as if it had been poisoned.
He was led into one of the caves, his limbs bound by iron chains, and he was suspended in the air in a spread-eagle position. Opposite him was a monster of a higher level than the one from the previous day, its gaping maw spewing out disgusting stench as it charged straight at him!
"Ha..." Wei Yuan suddenly sat up, covering his eyes that had been bitten by a demon in his dream, and breathing frantically.
Still here...
The eyes are still there.
Realizing this, Wei Yuan's chest heaved slightly, and cold sweat seeped from his forehead and temples, wetting his fingers.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Wei Yuan got up, and Yu Tang woke up. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help but ask, "What did you dream about? Can you tell me?"
Upon hearing his voice, Wei Yuan instantly jumped off the bed, assumed a defensive stance, and said coldly, "What do you want with me, having brought me here?!"
His memory was still stuck at the age of fifteen, when he was devoured by tens of thousands of demons at the top of Wanku Mountain.
He thought he had died back then. But now, the man before him had brought him to this place.
All of this puzzled him.
"Didn't I already say that?" Yu Tang scratched his head: "This is the realm of gods, and I am a god. The reason I brought you here is because I need a disciple. I saw that you have good aptitude, so I wanted to take you as my disciple."
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Remembering Wei Yuan's earlier comment that he was sick, Yu Tang quickly added, "Also, I'm really not sick. I'm just bored."
Wei Yuan remained silent for a long time before asking Yu Tang, "If you really are a god, why didn't you come to save me sooner?"
His eyes were dark and chillingly cold: "My mother told me that there are gods in this world who will come to save people when they see them suffering."
But I prayed to the gods countless times, hoping they would save me and my mother.
"But there wasn't one."
His voice was cold as he looked at Yu Tang: "Not a single god will come to save us!"
"Therefore, I swear I will never believe in any god again!"
"Because the existence of God is nothing but a joke."
"A boring joke."
After saying that, Wei Yuan turned around, pursed his lips, and said firmly, "Therefore, I will not take you as my master, nor will I call you Master."
"Let me go. From now on, I will walk my own path."
Chapter 7
Died for the villain for the tenth time (07)
Yu Tang was taken aback.
He watched as Wei Yuan turned and left without hesitation, not even glancing at him.
The imagined scene of a loving teacher and filial piety was shattered.
It dealt a severe blow to his confident heart.
But then I thought about it again, and Wei Yuan's current state is clearly the same as those villains in their early stages.
He had experienced unimaginable pain. Therefore, he chose to close himself off emotionally and distrust everyone. He even considered doing extreme things to vent his resentment and bitterness.
What did he do when he faced Wei Yuan a hundred thousand years ago?
Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard a series of loud thumping sounds outside, along with the suppressed laughter of the old locust tree and the flower and grass spirits.
Yu Tang snapped out of his daze, got up and went outside to look. He found that Wei Yuan probably hadn't seen the invisible barriers. He walked out aggressively and crashed into the barriers with a thud, his forehead and nose turning red.
Perhaps feeling embarrassed, he punched the barrier repeatedly.
But with his limited power and the fact that his demonic energy was sealed, it was like an egg hitting a rock when facing a barrier that even ordinary gods couldn't break. His fist turned red, but he didn't cause any damage.
Seeing this, Yu Tang couldn't help but laugh as well.
My earlier frustration has dissipated considerably.
Hearing his laughter, Wei Yuan's face turned even uglier, and his eyes gradually reddened.
From the time he could remember, he was in Wanku Mountain, surrounded by masked monks who led him to a cave infested with demons. What followed were cruel and painful memories.
No one wanted to talk to him, no one wanted to communicate with him.
Children his age there are lucky if they don't have a mental breakdown; they're all like puppets, you might see them today and not see them tomorrow.
He initially still cared about his mother, but after her death, all that remained was resentment and anger.
Therefore, Wei Yuan never had any serious conversations with anyone.
His first reaction to Yu Tang, this man who suddenly appeared and claimed to be a god, was anger and...resentment...
If you are a god, why didn't you come to save me sooner?
Why didn't you take my mother and me with you sooner?
These thoughts filled my mind, and I desperately needed to vent them, so I said those things and thought about running away.
But now he is blocked by the barrier, and the monsters and the man who claims to be a god are mocking him.
Wei Yuan withdrew his fist, clenched it at his side, lowered his head, trying to hold back his tears, but he couldn't stop the water droplets from sliding down his face.
I knew all along that tears were the most useless thing. But somehow, away from Wanku Mountain, without the daily, bone-deep pain, I found myself basking in the warm sunshine and smelling the fragrance of flowers and grass in this simple little courtyard.
His feigned strength was crumbling and disintegrating little by little.
A small patch of ground in front of their bare feet was damp.
A gentle breeze caressed his ankle-length hair; it was light and warm.
Then *snap*
A very soft sound.
A large, bony hand covered his head.
Yu Tang made a shushing gesture towards the old locust tree and the flowers and plants, and he had already stopped laughing.
Instead, he maintained this posture and said to Wei Yuan, who was slightly shorter than him, "Gods cannot interfere in human affairs. Many times, even if they discover evil deeds, they can only stand by and watch. But after listening to your words, I have decided to reflect on myself."