MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Master

Time seemed to freeze in this moment.

Shen Yucheng lowered his eyes, looking at Baili who had fallen to the ground.

He had watched this child grow up, in a way. In fact, in all those past memories, he should have noticed that Baili’s feelings for Yun Yan were much deeper than they appeared on the surface.

The meticulous care and attention he usually showed were the most powerful proof.

Ask yourself, if you didn’t have special feelings for someone, how could you do that?

And all Baili wanted was a simple word of praise from Yun Yan, or even just a little bit of favoritism exclusive to a disciple.

Unfortunately, Yun Yan didn’t have any of those things.

Yun Yan grew up in the Lingfeng Sect, where the law of the jungle prevailed. Without the protection of a master, he could only rely on himself to become stronger, otherwise he might be the next one sent to sweep toilets or do chores.

Having grown up in such an environment, although he appeared gentle and polite on the surface, Shen Yucheng knew that this person actually kept everything at arm’s length. He treated everyone and everything equally.

To put it nicely, he had the world in his heart; to put it bluntly, he was cold and ruthless.

Yun Yan was probably the cruelest person in the world, so cruel that he didn’t even spare himself. Otherwise, how could he have made a deal with the Sect Leader, using his entire life as a bargaining chip?

However, to Baili, Yun Yan was the light that had rescued him from his loneliness and despair. He would never forget the day they first met. He should have died, but on that day, he was saved by Yun Yan.

Therefore, in the events that followed, Bai Guchen was imprisoned in the dungeon, the war between immortals and demons nearly cost him his life… and even now, he was being humiliated and beaten by various sects, he still held onto hope, waiting for that person to descend from the sky again as he had done before, and rescue him from purgatory.

But what he didn’t know was that his light had already willingly walked into that cage in order to prevent him from being targeted by the Lingfeng Sect.

The man who once disbelieved in fate the most, lowered his head for him.

Shen Yucheng reached out and gently placed his hand on Baili’s head, a strand of golden silk slowly pouring in.

In that case, the only way to break the “Time Dao” left is…

A series of images flooded Baili’s mind. In the images, he was a child, new to the Futian Sect, unfamiliar with the environment, and often couldn’t sleep well at night. At that time, Yun Yan would quietly sit by his bed and watch over him, not leaving until dawn.

The scene changed. He had been bullied by disciples of the sect, and when he returned to the sect, Yun Yan showed no reaction on the surface, acting indifferent and uncaring. But what he saw now was that Yun Yan had personally found those disciples in the middle of the night and taught them a severe lesson. He didn’t act like a Master at all; he was clearly just an ordinary person taking revenge for someone important in his heart.

The scenes flowed, coming to the end. In order to get the Sect Leader to let them go, Yun Yan stood in front of the Sect Leader’s hall for three days and three nights. The array continuously damaged his body, but he relied on his powerful recovery ability to heal himself, and then continued to be destroyed.

Finally, the Sect Leader relented, but offered a cruel condition: either kill Bai Guchen, or disappear from this world forever, and never appear before the world again until a thousand years after Baili’s death.

Even Shen Yucheng had never seen this memory. He had secretly extracted it from Yun Yan’s memory with golden silk, but he never expected that such a thing had happened back then.

Now that Yun Yan hadn’t appeared, the answer was obvious.

The images stopped there. Shen Yucheng didn’t move, he just waited quietly.

Baili was suppressed on the ground, unable to move, but suddenly a drop or two of water droplets appeared on the ground, forming a deep mark. Clearly, it wasn’t raining now.

He couldn’t say a word. But if he could really say it… would these words be too late?

Suddenly, Shen Yucheng thought that the reason why these two, master and disciple, had come to this point was perhaps simply because they had never had a proper conversation. They always kept their innermost thoughts hidden, with no one to speak to and no one to listen.

Just like him and Mo Yifeng.

He had never asked the other person what they thought, assuming that the other person understood, but that was just his wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, the scene before Shen Yucheng’s eyes began to peel away, like an old scroll painting, with the paint on the surface flaking off little by little, or like the haze in his heart that had finally dissipated after many years.

As he watched all this, he suddenly heard Baili’s voice: “…Thank you, sir.”

The next second, Shen Yucheng felt himself being forcibly pulled out of someone’s memory. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn’t even see his fingers when he looked down.

Had he returned?

This “Time Dao” seemed to have lasted a long time, yet it also seemed like only a moment.

At this time, some memories flashed through his mind, the real thousand years ago without his existence. In the memories, he saw that even without him, Yun Yan still saved the young Baili from the demon beast, everything remained unchanged.

Then, that voice sounded again: “So, do you want to leave this time?”

Shen Yucheng suppressed his emotions and faced the void of darkness, saying, “I want to leave.”

.

Mo Yifeng dodged the attacks of the golden silk, but the prolonged dodging made his body numb. His movements faltered, and the golden silk took the opportunity to stab towards his left chest.

His heart tightened, and he secretly cried out in alarm. If this hit him, it wouldn’t just be a superficial injury.

But the next moment, the heart that should have been pierced was still beating violently in his chest. The golden silk stopped an inch away from his chest.

He suddenly looked up, only to see Baili holding his head in his hands, looking pained.

Logically speaking, he should have been happy at this time. But Baili was using Shen Yucheng’s body, and seeing that familiar face showing such a painful expression made his heart tighten instead, an unspeakable feeling of discomfort.

At this moment, Baili only felt a certain force within his body suddenly become restless, as if something was resisting, struggling, making it impossible for him to control this body for a moment.

At the same time, a shout came from afar: “Reinforcements are here—!”

Mo Yifeng looked in the direction of the sound, and the scene before him made his eyes widen. In the distance were reinforcements from the major sects, densely packed cultivators covering the sky and the earth, numbering no less than ten thousand, and even the powerful elders of each sect had personally come out.

This formation… was even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

As soon as the leading elders arrived, they quickly walked towards Fu Junxuan, asking with a solemn expression, “What’s the situation? We heard that there is a dangerous person here who can control demon beasts?”

Fu Junxuan nodded: “That’s right. Our disciples fought to the death just now and finally managed to clear the demon beasts. But the real mastermind…”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

The elders looked in the direction he was pointing and saw two people fighting fiercely in the field. One was Sword Master Mo Yifeng, and the other was using the familiar golden silk technique, while Bai Guchen was calmly sitting in the field, controlling the situation.

“Who is that person fighting against Sword Master?” a sect elder asked in confusion.

At this moment, the expression of Elder Feng of the Lingfeng Sect changed. He recognized Shen Yucheng’s figure.

The disappearance of Shen Yucheng back then had shaken the entire Lingfeng Sect. The Futian Sect had used countless resources to search for him, but after ten years, there was no news. They had thought he was long dead, but they never expected him to appear here.

The elders exchanged glances, their faces full of surprise.

But looking at him fighting against Mo Yifeng, they couldn’t help but frown: “This… is he a traitor?”

Fu Junxuan obviously didn’t know the inside story either, and didn’t dare to make a judgment rashly. He could only say in a low voice: “Yifeng should have his own arrangements.”

Seeing this, the elders decided to capture Bai Guchen, who was standing alone on the side. According to the disciples who had returned from their training earlier, that person was the key to controlling the demon beasts.

However, the elders had only taken a few steps when they heard Mo Yifeng shout in alarm: “Don’t move!”

Everyone was stunned. Immediately, they saw several golden silk threads shooting out into the air, extremely sharp, heading straight for their noses. The next second, the entire area was surrounded by layers of golden silk, forming a huge barrier, trapping everyone inside.

The disciples were immediately in turmoil.

“What’s going on?! We’re trapped!”

“This… isn’t this Senior Shen’s technique?” a disciple who had been through training exclaimed in a low voice.

“How could it turn out like this…”

The elders didn’t dare to act rashly, and closed their eyes and concentrated, fully alert, ready to deal with any sudden changes.

In the distance, Bai Guchen’s lips curled into a smile, and he turned to Baili and said, “Are you going to use that move?”

Within the area covered by the golden silk, a faint golden light suddenly appeared. Then, the disciples with lower cultivation levels suddenly changed their expressions, their bodies stiff, their eyes empty, as if they had lost their own consciousness.

Baili covered his forehead with one hand, while using the other hand to control the golden silk, tightly grasping the entire situation while dodging Mo Yifeng’s attacks. When the time came, he clenched his fist fiercely and shouted loudly: “Take a step forward!”

The voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

In an instant, among the tens of thousands of disciples, half of them took a step forward in unison, their movements consistent, their expressions dull, like puppets.

A few disciples in the late Golden Core stage could still resist, but looking at this strange scene, they only had a bad premonition in their hearts.

And those elders who had experienced the war between immortals and demons turned pale instantly when they saw this scene, with horror flashing in their eyes, incredulous.

“…This, this is…” Their voices were trembling.

“It’s like that time…!”

Several elders were stunned in place for a moment, and the battlefield from a thousand years ago surfaced in their minds.

Back then, Baili was summoned to the battlefield, and with just one puppet technique, he controlled thousands of demon beasts and monsters. They still remembered that scene, the demon beasts were like puppets, mutilating and dismembering themselves until they were completely dead, the scene was extremely tragic.

Although the color of the golden silk was different, they would never forget the cruelty that day on the battlefield. The eyes of the disciples were exactly the same as those of the demon beasts back then.

Now, it had all come back.

“Impossible… how is he still alive… how can he still use this move…”

An elder finally couldn’t suppress his fear and shouted at “Shen Yucheng” in the field: “Stop it! This move can’t be used indiscriminately! How can you use it on your fellow disciples!”

“What a brutal and heinous act!”

Hearing this, Baili actually chuckled: “What? Now you remember that we are ‘fellow disciples’? You didn’t say that a thousand years ago. At that time, you said I was a jinx, keeping me around would only cause trouble, and you could kill me whenever you wanted… Aren’t I doing what you wished for now?”

The disciples continued to move forward, the weapons in their hands flashing with a cold light, gradually approaching the elders.

The elders became anxious and hurriedly shouted: “No! Stop first! Let’s talk this out!”

Baili was unyielding, and seeing the disciples raising their weapons, ready to slash down—

“Baili, stop.”

A gentle but unquestionable voice suddenly sounded, and a silent force instantly suppressed the entire scene.

Everyone in the field was stunned for a moment, and no one reacted.

Only a few disciples from the Futian Sect looked up blankly at the figure in the air.

Mo Yifeng was also seeing his true appearance for the first time, and his heart trembled as he murmured, “…Master.”