Chapter 162 – Master, do you choose to die or to perish? (3)
The original owner indeed foresaw this catastrophe but didn’t know how to resolve it.
After much thought, she decided to keep it a secret and didn’t tell anyone. She took Yun Ze as her disciple, intending to teach him diligently.
However, following the original course of events, the original owner, who was unable to ascend to immortality for a long time, eventually developed a heart demon and killed Yun Ze to refine his spiritual roots.
But Yun Ze wasn’t easy to deal with either; even in death, he dragged the original owner to perish with him.
But now, nothing has started yet, so why is Yun Ze already blackened?
Yan Luo rubbed her temples in frustration. From a distance, she saw Luoyun Peak half-hidden in the clouds.
The mountain held a majestic palace—not a golden, resplendent structure, but one that appeared particularly ethereal and grand.
As she stepped on the ground, Yan Luo felt her tense nerves slowly relax.
The original owner liked peace and quiet, so Luoyun Peak was usually deserted, and there was no sign of Yun Ze.
Currently, Yun Ze was probably just an eight or nine-year-old child.
Yan Luo blinked, stretched a bit, gathered the courage to face the future formidable male god with a blackening value of one hundred, took a deep breath, and walked towards the palace.
After entering the gate and walking inside, the open-air garden in the center was visible, surrounded by spiritual energy and planted with various herbs.
A small figure stood there, seemingly in a daze.
Yan Luo raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling both apprehensive and authoritative as she spoke, “Yun Ze.”
Hearing the sound, the boy turned around. Despite being only eight or nine years old, his handsome features were already evident. A knowing and mischievous glint flashed in his eyes, and he smiled innocently.
Against the backdrop of immortal flowers and herbs, it was as if a hundred flowers bloomed.
Utterly exquisite.
Yun Ze clearly noticed the slight daze in Yan Luo’s eyes and couldn’t help but deepen his smile.
“Master, you’re back?”
The young boy, dressed in a blue and white Daoist robe that was simpler than Yan Luo’s, smiled brightly and ran towards Yan Luo.
Like an adorable little white dumpling, he threw himself into Yan Luo’s arms.
Yan Luo’s body stiffened slightly, her normally expressionless face showed some discomfort, but she instinctively raised a hand to hug the little guy.
A soft, warm, and extremely cute… little boy.
★-∀-★
“Little Pink!!!!”
[Dear Host, what’s wrong?]
“I see an angel!!”
Little Pink : …
“Master, are you okay?” Yun Ze, seeing Yan Luo unresponsive, looked up at her usually impassive face, his smile innocent and questioning.
“Nothing.” Yan Luo tightened her face, awkwardly patting Yun Ze’s head.
[Dear Host,] seeing its host completely enamored, Little Pink couldn’t help but speak, [One hundred points of blackening value…]
“Not listening, not listening! It must be a system error!” Yan Luo led Yun Ze inside, and retorted righteously, “This time, I’m going to take raising him seriously! I don’t believe he can turn evil again this time!”
After all, she was now the venerable master Lingyun Sect with a celestial appearance.
Little Pink : […]
Yun Ze slightly raised an eyebrow, observed the still expressionless but noticeably gentler Yan Luo, and his smile grew deeper.