"Just in a normal way!" he scolded Bai Feng, "Don't think nonsense!"
"Okay, I won't overthink it." Bai Feng opened his arms to Xiao Jin: "I'm just a little sleepy, can I hold you and sleep for a bit?"
Having just experienced being confessed to, and now hearing these words, Xiao Jin's face was burning with rage.
But faced with Bai Feng's expectant face, he thought for a moment, then awkwardly took off his shoes and got into bed, only to find himself in a warm embrace.
Bai Feng was a size larger than Xiao Jin, and he wrapped the boy up in his arms, draping his long legs over Xiao Jin's legs. He sighed contentedly and pointed into the distance with his other hand, causing the indoor light to dim several degrees.
"Goodnight, silly boy."
Bai Feng's deep voice sounded from above. Xiao Jin was pressed against the man's chest, and her stiff body slowly relaxed.
Feeling that the other person's breathing had calmed down, he stretched out his restless fingers and quietly placed them on Bai Feng's waist.
Although he still couldn't fully understand what his feelings for Bai Feng were.
But at least for now, he doesn't dislike their current situation.
There's just one thing he doesn't quite understand.
Why would he become a new system under the command of the main god 100,000 years later?
Why can't I remember anything about being with Bai Feng?
Could it be... that he, like his master, had died once?
Chapter 13
Died for the villain for the tenth time (13)
Perhaps it was because Bai Feng's embrace was so comfortable and warm that Xiao Jin managed to stay awake for a while before feeling a little sleepy.
I yawned and fell asleep.
Then I had a dream all night.
He dreamed of a sky filled with blood.
He lay in a pool of blood, looking desperately at Yu Tang, who was now surrounded and battered by the gods, with blood gushing from his mouth.
He heard someone calling his name, and felt himself being held in someone's arms. The person was desperately transferring their spiritual energy to him, calling his name in a choked voice: "Xiao Jin, I'm sorry, I'm late... I'm so sorry, so sorry..."
It's very familiar.
It's Bai Feng...
But Xiao Jin only had eyes for Yu Tang. He gripped Bai Feng's sleeve tightly, pleading with his last strength, "Save...save my master...please...Bai Feng, I beg you...save him..."
He cried and pleaded, unaware that Bai Feng was not unharmed either; his back was soaked with blood, and his face was deathly pale.
Even so, Bai Feng still held him close, placed a kiss on his forehead, and promised him, "Okay, I'll help you save him. I will do my best to help the Divine Lord."
Xiao Jin then smiled, his consciousness already fading. He grabbed Bai Feng's sleeve and thanked him, "Thank you, Bai Feng."
The dream ended there. Xiao Jin opened her eyes and found tears on her cheeks.
He actually cried because of this dream.
"It's still early, sleep a little longer." Bai Feng didn't even open his eyes before nuzzling Xiao Jin's head and continuing to sleep.
But Xiao Jin's body was completely stiff.
He clutched Bai Feng's clothes, feeling the warmth from the other's touch, and recalled the scene from his dream.
What happened to Bai Feng later?
Why didn't he meet Bai Feng again 100,000 years later?
He must have died in the dream too, so how did he come back to life?
Filled with doubts, Xiao Jin couldn't help but ask Bai Feng, "Bai Feng, why... do you like me?"
Bai Feng didn't expect Xiao Jin to ask so bluntly. After a pause, he awkwardly said, "Do you remember saving a child three hundred years ago?"
"Ah, I vaguely remember." Xiao Jin recalled that when he was very young, he was wandering in the God Realm. Before he met Yu Tang, he did encounter a child. He saw the child fall into the water and quickly went over to pull the child out.
Then the child would come to see him with food every day after that. But not long after, the child disappeared.
“That child was me,” Bai Feng said. “Divine beasts undergo a transformation every so often, during which we appear as children. At that time, I was thinking of taking you home and raising you.”
But after I completed my transformation and emerged from seclusion, I found that you had been taken away by Lord Yu. I didn't dare to ask Lord Yu for you, so I could only visit you occasionally. Over the years, I've started to miss you..."
Bai Feng was still quite shy when he talked about these things.
But because the indoor lighting is dim, blushing won't be seen, so it won't be too embarrassing.
"So, in that case, I'm still your benefactor." Xiao Jin seized on the key point and asked, "How can you treat your benefactor like this!"
"I'm sorry..." Bai Feng felt guilty and apologized while hugging Xiao Jin: "I just wanted you to notice me and stop always circling around the God Lord."
And I especially love the expression on your face when you're being bullied, it's really... so cute..."
Seeing Xiao Jin remain silent, Bai Feng quickly added, "But I can promise you now that I will never bully you again. If I do, may I die a horrible death!"
What was meant as an unintentional joke sent a shiver down Xiao Jin's spine.
He pried open Bai Feng's swearing fingers, poked the man's chest, and said, "Don't say such scary things again!"
Bai Feng asked him with a smile, "Are you feeling sorry for him?"
Xiao Jin pouted: "No way!"
He was just a little scared of the dream.
Yu Tang was unaware of Xiao Jin's thoughts; he was currently busy researching Wei Yuan's affairs.
Based on the pattern of the previous nine worlds, he is also very likely to end up dying in this world.
As for why he died, it must be related to protecting Wei Yuan.
After all, based on the fragments he recalled earlier, it can be inferred that he died protecting Wei Yuan.
Then Wei Yuan launched the war of slaughtering gods, killing all the gods and becoming the sole supreme god.
But now that he's so powerful, who can push him into a corner?
He also remembered cursing those who were hunting down Wei Yuan: "You call yourselves righteous, so how could you do such a thing?"
This shows that those people must be bad. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sided with Wei Yuan.
With that in mind, Yu Tang tried to piece together the information he had gathered.
First of all, his strength is the strongest in the God Realm except for the Heavenly Dao, and other gods want to kill him.
There are only two possibilities: either he received help from the Heavenly Dao, or his strength was weakened by something, and he was then besieged by the gods, which is why he could not escape death.
Secondly, there must be some extremely evil and filthy things in the God Realm, and he and Wei Yuan are very likely to be forced to get involved in it in the future, which is why he asked that question.
Finally, there's the matter of Wei Yuan himself. Based on his experience from the previous worlds, this kid looks well-behaved now, but he might turn into a cunning and ruthless character later on. He needs to be careful in his guidance.
Thinking this, he looked up at the boy in the courtyard who was diligently practicing his sword techniques.
It's probably the power of the monster that caused my body to develop a conditioned reflex.
Therefore, whatever Yu Tang taught Wei Yuan, this kid grasped it immediately and progressed at a rapid pace; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a genius.
Moreover, during this period, Wei Yuan cultivated during the day and read many books brought by Yu Tang at night, learning about the world through the words in the books.
In modern times, that would be a typical top student and model student.
In short, Yu Tang said he was going to teach Wei Yuan. But in reality, he just explained it once and then sat and watched.
This master's job is quite leisurely.
I felt I couldn't continue being so idle.
Yu Tang wanted to test Wei Yuan, so he stood up, opened his hand, and the long sword in the room received the signal and flew into his hand through the open window.
"Yuan'er..." he called Wei Yuan's nickname, picked up his sword and walked over, asking, "I'll practice swordsmanship with you."
Wei Yuan paused, watching the handsome man stand up, witnessing him step from the shade of the locust tree into the sunlight, golden light kissing the man's forehead, high nose, and pale lips...
Even after spending so much time with his master, Wei Yuan still couldn't help but space out when facing Yu Tang.
"Hmm..." Forcing himself to come back to his senses, Wei Yuan assumed a fighting stance and said softly, "Master, then this disciple has offended you."
Chapter 14
Died for the villain for the tenth time (14)
“Hmm…” Yu Tang said, “Don’t hold back. I want to see how far you’ve come.”
Wei Yuan nodded, and the next moment he attacked Yu Tang with all his might.
Spiritual energy was channeled into the longsword, clashing with Yu Tang's. Despite the immense force, Yu Tang easily deflected the power with a slight deviation of the sword tip, and the same thing happened with the next strike.
Yu Tang skillfully deflected every sword strike from Wei Yuan.
And guide the boy to optimize his movements time and time again, through this process.
Wei Yuan benefited greatly from this.
Afterwards, his eyes sparkled as he thanked Yu Tang, saying, "Thank you so much for your guidance, Master!"
Yu Tang also enjoyed the process. He sheathed his sword, put an arm around Wei Yuan's shoulder, and put his arm around the boy: "Come on, Master will take you to eat something delicious."
"Mmm!" Wei Yuan's eyes lit up when food was mentioned, and he even asked for candied hawthorn and roast chicken, which Yu Tang readily obliged.
The two went to the same restaurant in Los Angeles, but this time they didn't choose a private room.
Instead, they went to the lobby on the first floor and chose to eat while listening to the storyteller's tale.
Yu Tang placed the candied hawthorns on an empty plate and asked the shopkeeper for a pot of locust flower wine.
He poured two cups, one for himself and one for Wei Yuan, and said to him, "This is locust flower wine, would you like to try some?"
Wei Yuan was still stuffing roast chicken into his mouth when he looked at the wine in his cup and asked, "Locust flower wine? Is it wine made from the flowers that grow on the top of old locust trees?"
In response to this question, Yu Tang suppressed a laugh and replied, "That's one way to understand it."
Wei Yuan then asked, "Master, do you like this kind of wine?"
“It’s alright…” Yu Tang recalled the past and said softly, “It’s mainly because this wine reminded me of an old friend.”