TEMBMBIWB Chapter 32
by VolareSi Feng was incredulous. If he hadn’t tasted it himself just now, he would have really thought this person was eating some delicacy of the human world.
But the young man was eating with gusto, occasionally making sounds of admiration.
Si Feng couldn’t help but feel bewildered. Was it only his piece that didn’t taste good, or was he eating it the wrong way?
So, against his better judgment, he took another piece from the plate.
By the time he took a tentative bite, full of expectation.
He wished he were dead.
Sui Chunsheng looked at the two people slumped on the bed, looking utterly devoid of hope, and blinked innocently, “What’s wrong? It’s so delicious.”
Yong Lan: “Delicious, delicious, it’s damn delicious.”
Si Feng weakly: “Good…delicious.”
Sui Chunsheng: “Are you going to eat more? If not, I’ll eat it all.”
Yong Lan and Si Feng: “You eat it!”
In the end, one disciple from Bai Feng Sect and one from Kunlun Void were missing from evening classes, reportedly having stomach troubles.
The two of them were throwing up and having diarrhea in their dorms, feeling like their bodies had been emptied out.
Yong Lan came out of the latrine for the eighth time, barely managing to move while holding onto the wall, “It’s so painful… Little Immortal of the Hibiscus ate the most, why is he not having any problems? Is he made of steel?”
“We’re both like this, but he’s completely fine, heavens—”
Si Feng said weakly: “Actually, the taste was not bad.”
Yong Lan rolled his eyes, “You’re such a bootlicker of the White Deer Immortal…”
The Little Immortal of the Hibiscus, who had eaten the most, had been completely fine these few days, only walking a little wobbly, as if he had drunk too much.
Until the third day, the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus slept until midday.
Yong Lan and Si Feng were surprised to see him sleeping in, and after calling for a long time, they still couldn’t get him up.
Si Feng subconsciously touched his forehead: “Why is he so hot?”
Yong Lan was startled and quickly reached out to touch him, then quickly pulled his hand back in fear.
“Could it be the Xiu Luo Demon Soul acting up?” Si Feng’s face turned pale.
“I’ll go get Senior Sister Zhang Yu! No, I’ll go get Elder Zhou You!”
Yong Lan’s face was flustered as he bolted out of the room.
As soon as the Heavenly Medicine Sect elders heard about it, they came rushing in a large group, instantly startled.
Senior Sister Zhang Yu, who was the closest, arrived first.
Si Feng: “Senior Sister.”
Zhang Yu glanced at him, her eyes calming, and then she went forward to check the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus’s pulse.
When Elder Zhou You arrived, he saw his beloved disciple solemnly taking a pulse, looking very serious.
Zhou You was horrified: “What’s wrong? Is the Xiu Luo Demon Soul acting up?”
Zhang Yu pondered for a long time.
Zhou You: “Oh, little Zhang Yu, just say it!”
Zhang Yu hesitated: “It’s very strange.”
Elder Zhou You held his breath: “What’s strange?”
Zhang Yu: “It is not the Xiu Luo Demon Soul acting up.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Yu: “But…”
Everyone held their breath again.
Zhang Yu: “How did he get food poisoning?”
Everyone: “?????????”
Yong Lan was shocked: “Amazing, truly amazing, Little Immortal of the Hibiscus. Besides you, who else could do that, truly amazing!”
“You can even digest poison! Amazing! Your stomach is as tough as your mouth!”
Si Feng nudged him with his arm and said sternly, “Alright, the elders are here.”
Only then did Yong Lan grumble and shut his mouth.
…
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it had been a full month at the Heavenly Medicine Sect, and the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus’s birthday was approaching.
On Fangcun Mountain, the White Deer Immortal had prepared his beloved disciple’s birthday gift a long time ago, a bracelet.
On the jade bracelet, as pure as water, flowing water patterns were carved.
Of course, the White Deer Immortal would never send something that was just for show. This bracelet, besides its beautiful appearance, mainly had a special magic.
It was a magical artifact that could restrain all demons, ghosts, and immortals. As long as the user wanted to control someone, they could summon the bracelet. It would be like an invisible water chain, binding the prey.
Although it looked like soft water, the White Deer Immortal himself would have to struggle for a long time to break free.
Naturally, it was to save his beloved disciple’s life.
Once the immortal school ended, these disciples would have to go to the lower realms to tame their own spirit beasts.
With this bracelet, even ancient divine beasts could probably be caught easily.
Inside the Heavenly Medicine Sect, everyone held a lively birthday banquet for the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus.
But Sui Chunsheng seemed very distracted; he was waiting for someone.
Since calculating the date, he knew that his master would definitely return for his birthday today.
So, he had been happy for seven days, and overjoyed for three days.
Last night, he had even been so excited that he had insomnia.
Until he heard that the White Deer Immortal had arrived at the mountain gate, Sui Chunsheng was the first to react, immediately running to the foot of the mountain, leaving behind all the elders and disciples.
When Sui Chunsheng saw a moon-colored figure, he almost tumbled down the steps.
His heart was beating faster and faster, but it stopped when he saw the figure clearly.
“Master!!”
The young man shouted with joy.
Before Tan Zhui could react, he saw a persimmon-red figure darting towards him, and the fragrance of hibiscus enveloped him completely.
The White Deer Immortal was embraced by his beloved disciple.
The elders who were about to greet him: “…”
Are the current disciples so attached to their masters?
Yue Shanglan, who was on the side, couldn’t help but look at his disciple. Since the atmosphere was already there—
Yue Shanglan reached out his hand, “Yong Lan, it’s been so long since we left the mountain gate, did you miss your master?”
Yong Lan ignored his actions and waved his hand, “It’s only been a short time, I haven’t had enough fun yet.”
Yue Shanglan awkwardly retracted his hand, cursing inwardly.
At this moment, Tan Zhui was tightly embraced by the young man.
He was actually somewhat greedy for this refreshing fragrance of hibiscus.
When his reason returned, he pushed the young man away with his hand.
Sui Chunsheng reluctantly let go of the man, but the next moment grabbed his master’s sleeve.
Someone felt a sense of loss.
Tan Zhui touched his head: “Asheng, you go play with Yong Lan and the others first, I have some matters to discuss with the elders.”
Sui Chunsheng looked aggrieved: “Alright.”
Tan Zhui followed the elders of the Heavenly Medicine Sect to the administrative office.
The White Deer Immortal heard about Sui Chunsheng’s recent situation from the elders of the Heavenly Medicine Sect.
Elder Pu Liu: “Little Immortal has been doing very well in his studies, and he did not slack off after the last food poisoning incident. He truly deserves to be the child personally raised by the White Deer Immortal.”
Tan Zhui was stunned: “Food poisoning?”
Zhang Yu spoke up, “It was very strange. It seems that he ate the food that Immortal Yue Shanglan brought. All three of the young ones got sick, but Little Immortal’s constitution is special. He actually absorbed the toxins and only got better after having a fever for a day.”
“He’s fine now.”
Tan Zhui lowered his eyes and thought. He couldn’t help but think of the hibiscus cakes he had asked Yue Shanglan to send that day, and he fell into thought.
Elder Zhou You continued, “Recently, the things inside Little Immortal have been calming down. It hasn’t acted up for a month, so it seems like these methods are useful.”
“Once the Xiu Luo Demon Soul inside Little Immortal completely sleeps, we can try to remove it.”
Tan Zhui came back to his senses, slightly smiled, and rarely showed a happy expression.
“Thank you, elders, I will definitely repay you.”
Elder Zhou You quickly said, “The various exotic flowers and plants that the Divine Lord has sent recently are already enough! They are all ancient divine herbs, we dare not ask for more!”
Tan Zhui: “This is what the Heavenly Medicine Sect deserves, please take them without worry.”
Although everything seemed to be developing in a good direction at the moment, the White Deer Immortal still couldn’t help but feel doubtful. He still needed more backup plans.
As if he could see his doubts, Yue Shanglan used divine consciousness to send him a private message, “Don’t think of the worst possible outcome. When your old ailment is cured, you won’t have to worry about removing a mere Xiu Luo Demon Soul.”
Tan Zhui nodded to him, his expression softening slightly.
…
The adults were discussing matters in the administrative office, while a group of children were squatting outside.
Sui Chunsheng looked at the mirror in his hand, which was not showing any activity, and couldn’t help but sigh.
Yong Lan wondered, “What are you guarding here for? Senior sister and the others are waiting for you to come over and have a drink.”
Sui Chunsheng: “I want to wait for my master to come out.”
Yong Lan was speechless, “Why are you like your master’s tail?”
Si Feng snorted, “I knew he was a drama queen, still hasn’t been weaned.”
Sui Chunsheng didn’t care what they said, he found a stone to sit on, looking like he wouldn’t leave until he got what he wanted.
Yong Lan couldn’t help but feel that the person in front of him was not an immortal lord, but a little dog with a drooping tail.
The Little Immortal of the Hibiscus sat on the spot, as if eagerly waiting for something, and finally managed to wait for his master.
Seeing his master, he prepared to rush over.
But he saw that someone had stopped the White Deer Immortal, seemingly asking for advice.
A crowd of disciples and immortals who were taking the opportunity to learn came out of nowhere, surrounding him completely.
Sui Chunsheng looked around at the surrounding rocks and trees, where did these people come from?
Now, he couldn’t get through.
Sui Chunsheng gritted his teeth, raised his foot, and kicked the big tree next to him.
The big tree that had a few leaves knocked off: ?
Seeing him waving his sleeve and leaving, Yong Lan immediately put away his book and pulled Si Feng to follow him.
“Aren’t you going to wait for your master?”
“I’m not waiting anymore!”
After the young men left, a small crack gently appeared in the trunk of the tree that was kicked innocently.
…
It was late at night, when the sky was dark.
Sui Chunsheng followed Yong Lan and Si Feng off the banquet, but he still hadn’t seen his master.
The young man returned to the courtyard, looking melancholic. The three young men sat around the stone table in the courtyard.
Seeing his dejected look, Yong Lan handed him a small jar of wine.
“Still thinking about your master? Don’t be sad, we’re here to keep you company. Come on, this is the ‘Thousand Miles Drunk’ that I stole from my master! The taste is superb! Don’t say that I don’t care about you!”
The three of them drank under the moonlight.
Whether it was because the Thousand Miles Drunk was too strong, or because they had already had three rounds of drinks at the banquet, in short, the three of them soon got drunk and were drowsy.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked in from outside the door.
In a daze, Sui Chunsheng saw his master.
The other two young men had already fallen asleep, snoring softly.
Yue Shanglan and Immortal Qing Huan followed closely behind, their expressions a bit ugly upon seeing their disciples so drunk.
Yue Shanglan noticed the “Thousand Miles Drunk,” which he had treasured for a long time and obtained from the wine immortal, on the table and immediately cried out.
“My precious Thousand Miles Drunk!” He quickly picked up a jar to check, only to find that all five or six jars on the table were empty, not a drop left.
He looked at his disciple with a grieving look, clenching his teeth for a long time to avoid beating Yong Lan in front of others.
Immortal Qing Huan lowered his eyes and touched his disciple’s cheeks, confirming that he was just asleep. He sighed softly, took out a sobering pill, and sent it into the young man’s mouth.
He tossed him into his room, and then left with a flick of his sleeve.
Sui Chunsheng smelled the approaching fragrance of agarwood, subconsciously grabbing the White Deer Immortal’s sleeve and mumbling in his drunken state, “Master…”