TEMBMBIWB Chapter 30
by VolareTan Zhui immediately widened his eyes and subconsciously shouted angrily, “Impudence!”
By the time everyone reacted, the White Deer Immortal’s slap had already landed.
This slap left everyone present stunned for a moment, including the White Deer Immortal himself.
The young man regained his senses from his daze and realized that the scene before him was not a nightmare illusion.
His face was burning, his master’s slap had not held back any force.
Yue Shanglan, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. After hesitating for a moment, he cleared his throat and said, “Hahaha… I didn’t expect this Xiu Luo Demon Soul’s nightmare to be a lustful dream…”
“You, you, you need to see clearly, the person before you is your master!”
Sui Chunsheng’s nose tingled, and he mumbled, “I’m sorry, Master, this disciple was being disrespectful.”
Tan Zhui’s palm was still a little numb. He regretted it as soon as he hit him. Looking at the crimson at the corner of the young man’s mouth, he wanted to reach out and touch the young man’s cheek, but he restrained himself.
“It’s alright, there won’t be a next time.”
The White Deer Immortal wanted to stand up, but his feet felt weak, and he finally stood up with the young man’s support.
Tan Zhui: “The Xiu Luo Demon Soul within your body is stirring again, time is of the essence, let’s go today.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the mountain gate bell came from afar.
At the entrance of Fangcun Mountain, a Fei Luan horse carriage was parked among the clouds.
A group of people walked out of the mountain gate. The coachman hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, “Divine Lord, I am from the Heavenly Medicine Sect, here to pick up the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus.”
Tan Zhui nodded and looked at the young man beside him.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Yong Lan poked his head out, “Little Immortal of the Hibiscus! Coincidentally, we’re in the same carriage!”
He looked back and said, “And Si Feng is here too!”
“Don’t dawdle, I’m in a hurry to get to the Heavenly Medicine Sect!”
Sui Chunsheng met the White Deer Immortal’s gaze, his eyes filled with reluctance.
The young man’s gaze was fervent. Even though his vision was blurry, he could feel the affection within. Just now, when the young man pressed against him, he had the same look in his eyes.
Tan Zhui shook his head and softly said, “Go, Hibiscus. Don’t keep people waiting.”
Yue Shanglan patted his shoulder, “Little Chunsheng, don’t stare at your master, Yong Lan and the others are waiting.”
Tan Zhui handed the Qiankun pouch to the young man, and finally couldn’t help but touch the young man’s hair.
Sui Chunsheng hesitated for a moment, but still went a bit further, “Master, can you hug your disciple?”
Tan Zhui hesitated for a moment. Doing so in public was not appropriate.
However, the young man kept looking at him with those watery eyes, reaching out and gently tugging at his sleeve, looking like a rascal who wouldn’t leave until he got what he wanted.
The Heavenly Medicine Sect’s Fei Luan carriage was waiting on the side. Delaying any longer would only make people laugh.
Tan Zhui was finally worn down and reached out to the young man.
Sui Chunsheng reacted quickly and immediately hugged his master into his arms, holding him tightly for a long time.
Finally, he couldn’t help but nuzzle against the White Deer Immortal’s neck before turning and stepping down the cloud stairs.
By the time Tan Zhui came back to his senses, the coachman had already flicked his whip, and the Fei Luan was flying towards the edge of the clouds.
Tan Zhui watched the departing Fei Luan. The fragrance of Hibiscus still lingered on his body, and the young man’s warmth still remained on his neck.
Yue Shanglan couldn’t help but say, “Look at how reluctant you are, I think you wish you could keep Little Hibiscus in your room all day.”
“Tell me, has Little Chunsheng also been moved by mortal desires?”
Tan Zhui’s eyelashes trembled, and for once, he did not argue.
He turned and walked back to the mountain gate, walking on the layers of steps that led to the heavens.
The little Hibiscus’s inappropriate requests, the outrageous words he had spoken, and the many acts of disrespect towards his teacher.
It was him, the master, who had lost his sense of propriety first.
“Hibiscus is still young, still a boy, he can’t tell the difference, it was me who influenced him.” Tan Zhui’s voice was cold, like the scattered clouds beneath his feet.
Yue Shanglan was stunned for a moment. After turning it over in his mind, he finally said, “Hibiscus will come of age next month, and you’ll be changing your eyes next month. Take advantage of this time to calm down and stop thinking about it.”
“He went to the Heavenly Medicine Sect, where there are young boys and girls his age, and in the midst of playing and having fun, he’ll surely forget these things.”
Tan Zhui nodded, “You’re right.”
Yue Shanglan saw the Zi Wei Peak in the distance and couldn’t help but say, “Otherwise, these next few days, how about I have Hua Zhi live in your residence?”
Tan Zhui paused, “Why?”
Yue Shanglan: “Although your divine souls have joined, in order to ensure a successful eye change, you still need to interact more, exchange your qi more.”
Seeing that Tan Zhui’s expression was not good, he added, “At the very least, you need to be together more often, even if you’re each doing your own thing, without disturbing each other!”
“Just in the side residence of your Water Residence, make space for him to stay, just in the same courtyard, not in the same room, would that be alright?”
Tan Zhui lowered his eyes and said coldly, “As you wish.”
…
Inside the Fei Luan carriage.
Yong Lan saw his Qiankun pouch, “Your master really loves you, using the Qiankun pouch, you must have brought a lot of things.”
Si Feng snorted coldly to the side, looking very disdainful.
Sui Chunsheng did not respond, but silently used his divine sense to check what his master had prepared for him.
He was wondering if there was a letter or a recording jade slip.
He had just left his master, and he already missed him terribly.
Yong Lan bumped his shoulder, “Let me tell you, the school in the Heavenly Medicine Sect is very interesting. Take the sect master and elders of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, for example, they are all very kind people, and the schoolwork is not too tense. And the female disciples of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, they are all very beautiful, famous as a mountain of little beauties!”
“In short, it’s much more interesting than Kunlun Void, at least Elder Zhou You is much more reliable than my master…”
Yong Lan, seeing that he was still ignoring him, asked curiously, “I heard that your master, the White Deer Immortal, is known for being strict, aloof, and cold, with a straight face all the time.”
“Have you ever gotten tired of your master?”
Si Feng immediately opened his eyes. His gaze was fixed on Sui Chunsheng, as if as long as Sui Chunsheng dared to say a single bad thing about the White Deer Immortal, he would immediately attack.
Sui Chunsheng answered without thinking, “My master is the best master in the world.”
“Even if I had to be with my master every minute and every second, I would never get tired of it.”
Yong Lan was a little surprised. He thought, how could someone have such a high opinion of their teacher? And even want to be with them all day? He thought of himself and his master Yue Shang, and immediately shook his head.
Sui Chunsheng added, “If one day, I could die in the same grave as my master…”
Si Feng, who was initially a little annoyed, widened his eyes in disbelief upon hearing his words.
Si Feng: “Are you crazy?”
Yong Lan looked at this one and then that one, not understanding what was wrong.
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Heavenly Medicine Sect.
The Heavenly Medicine Sect had many disciples attending lectures, so they were divided into small courtyards, three people living in one.
The three of them were the last to arrive, so they were naturally assigned to the same place.
Sui Chunsheng had just reported in and finished dinner before returning to his room.
The young man was going to continue checking the things his master had brought him. Some of the clothes and bedding still carried the scent of his master’s incense.
Just as he was about to spread the bedding on his bed, he heard a muffled thud, as if something had been thrown out by his movements.
Yong Lan, from the bed next to his, came over upon hearing the sound and picked up the thing that had rolled onto the floor.
Yong Lan made an “oh” sound, “It’s a mirror.”
“This mirror is really exquisite.”
He turned the mirror over, wondering, “Why would your master give you such a pretty mirror, are you being treated as a young girl?”
Si Feng snorted to the side, “They’re already saying he’s a young lady.”
Yong Lan saw the mirror surface flash, and immediately raised an eyebrow, “It seems to be a magical artifact…”
He ran his hand over the mirror surface, and the once calm mirror surface immediately rippled like water. Images appeared on the surface.
“Huh? Someone?” Yong Lan was shocked, and when he looked closely, his eyes widened, “It’s the White Deer Immortal!”
Sui Chunsheng, who was arranging his bedding to the side, was startled, and quickly snatched the mirror from Yong Lan’s hand.
On the mirror was the sleeping face of the White Deer Immortal. It seemed to be his master’s room, his master was leaning against the couch asleep, his breathing steady, and his appearance cold.
He immediately hugged the mirror and turned his back, blocking everyone else’s view.
Yong Lan was initially looking with curiosity. Seeing the young man acting as if he was protecting food, he couldn’t help but wonder, “Look at how stingy you are, anyone would think they were looking at your family’s fairy!”
Little Immortal of the Hibiscus: “Why do you want to look at my master, don’t you have your own master?”
Yong Lan: “…”
“Now I really believe it, you really won’t get tired of your master. You wish you could just hug him in bed every day, right?”
Si Feng, to the side, couldn’t help but roll his eyes, “Little Immortal of the Hibiscus is really famous for being immature, clinging to the White Deer Immortal all day long.”
Sui Chunsheng was too lazy to bother with him. He tentatively called out, “Master?”
The White Deer Immortal in the mirror seemed to react. He frowned slightly, and let out a soft groan, but did not wake up.
Sui Chunsheng looked at his master like this and immediately couldn’t bear to wake him. He crawled into the bedding hugging the Acacia mirror.
…
The next morning, Sui Chunsheng came out of his class and was taken by Senior Sister Zhang Yu to Elder Zhou You’s courtyard.
Elder Zhou You first took his pulse, and said, “Well, you can take this Shou Liu armor for now, it does have some effect.”
“Come, drink the medicine first.”
As he spoke, he handed him a bowl of medicinal soup.
Sui Chunsheng thanked him, but when he lowered his head, he smelled the hard-to-suppress bitter taste of the medicinal soup.
Elder Zhou You, noticing his dislike, chuckled, “Drink it quickly, you’ll get used to it sooner or later, you’ll have to drink it every day from now on.”
Sui Chunsheng subconsciously wanted to complain to his master, but he realized that he was all alone.
His nose tingled, and he tilted his head back, pinching his nose to gulp down the medicinal soup in one go.
As soon as the bitter medicine went down, it couldn’t help but surge back up. He endured for a long time before he didn’t throw up.
Elder Zhou You chuckled and, seeing the young man’s wrinkled face, took out a small bag of candy.
“Your master asked someone to send it.”
Sui Chunsheng quickly took it, and impatiently put two pieces in his mouth.
It was a familiar taste. The pills his master made were always so sweet.
However, this time they were sugar pills.
Zhou You, seeing that his expression had eased, said, “The cold spring medicinal bath is ready, it’s in the back courtyard. Go in by yourself, soak for an hour, and then you can go back to rest.”
With that, Elder Zhou You turned and continued to study herbs.
As Elder Zhou had instructed, Sui Chunsheng went to the back courtyard by himself. There was a hot spring in the back courtyard, although it was emitting steam, it was chillingly cold.
The young man coaxed himself for a long time before he took off his clothes and submerged himself.
After a whole day of drinking bitter medicinal soup and soaking in the icy cold spring bath,
Little Immortal of the Hibiscus returned to his room with a belly full of grievances. He couldn’t help but take out the Acacia mirror, wanting to complain to his master.
However, as soon as he stroked the mirror surface, he heard a delicate and artificial sound from the other side.
It was a strange male voice, “Oh, young master, don’t refuse, coming here is naturally for pleasure…”
Sui Chunsheng’s eyes darkened, and he immediately stared at the mirror.
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