TEMBMBIWB Chapter 8
by VolareYue Shanglan was afraid that the White Deer Immortal’s little hibiscus would start crying.
If the White Deer Immortal behind him, who was affected by the tranquilizing incense, woke up and heard it, he would question him.
He had originally planned to sneak in, but who knew that this child wouldn’t sleep at night and was just waiting for his master to return.
“He’s really fine, the wound isn’t deep. He passed out because that beast sprayed him with tranquilizing incense before it died. He’ll be fine after a sleep,” Yue Shanglan explained.
The young man lowered his eyes to look at his master’s face. His complexion was not pale, his lips still had some color, his brows were relaxed, and his breathing was steady.
He did indeed appear to be sound asleep.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but still said, “I’ll carry master in.”
Yue Shanglan had just survived the fierce beast and his body was aching all over, with two broken ribs.
Since the junior was willing to help, he almost immediately handed the White Deer Immortal over to the young man’s back.
The White Deer Immortal was on his beloved disciple’s back, and his head instinctively rubbed against the young man’s neck.
Sui Chunsheng’s body trembled, and his pace quickened.
Yue Shanglan almost couldn’t keep up.
After finally arriving at Zai Shui Residence, Yue Shanglan followed behind the wooden puppet and the young man, intending to go in for tea and a rest.
But as soon as the young man carried the White Deer Immortal inside, the door immediately closed.
A barrier appeared, isolating him outside.
Yue Shanglan: “.”
It wasn’t the first time the Moonlight Immortal had been rejected at a door, but he seemed to sense the resentment from the young man.
After hesitating again and again, he wisely left.
Sui Chunsheng placed the White Deer Immortal on the couch, letting him lie face down on the bed, exposing the wound on his back.
The young man glanced at the wooden puppet and simply said, “Brother, go have the kitchen make some food. Master will be hungry when he wakes up.”
Wugen was stunned. Since growing up, the Little Hibiscus Immortal had not called him that anymore.
Unless he had a favor to ask, he understood what this meant.
His wooden head reacted quickly and he hurriedly retreated.
Sui Chunsheng hesitated for a moment and said in a hoarse voice, “Master, forgive my impertinence.”
The young man slowly took off the White Deer Immortal’s clothes, averting his gaze and trying not to look at places he shouldn’t.
In his peripheral vision, he saw a patch of white mottled with blood.
Sui Chunsheng’s heart tightened, and he looked up at the wound on his master’s snow-white back.
Although the skin was torn, the wound was not very deep, and his master had reacted in time.
The young man took out some divine-level wound medicine from the White Deer Immortal’s medicine box and performed a cleansing spell for him.
He reached out and carefully applied the medicine to the White Deer Immortal.
The White Deer Immortal in his sleep reacted, groaning softly twice, and his brow slightly furrowed.
His fair body was trembling and his lips parted slightly.
The young man paused, trying to be gentle.
He didn’t know how long he had been chanting the Clear Heart Sutra, but his ears were still bright red.
But the White Deer Immortal slowly opened his eyes. His gray-blue eyes were squinted into a slit, clearly not fully clear yet.
“Master, it’s me,” the young man’s voice was a little low and hoarse.
The White Deer Immortal’s tense back instantly relaxed. He turned his face and forced a smile.
“Ah Sheng, did I scare you? It just looks scary.”
The young man mumbled a sound of agreement and continued to bandage him.
“It’s rare for anyone to be able to hurt Master,” Sui Chunsheng said.
Tan Zhui chuckled, “It’s just a superficial wound. If I had just taken the thing and left, I wouldn’t have been hurt.”
Sui Chunsheng didn’t plan to ask in detail. If his master didn’t take the initiative to tell him, he wouldn’t overstep his bounds.
“Master must have encountered something that can harm others and needed to deal with it thoroughly.”
Tan Zhui remained noncommittal.
The White Deer Immortal’s wound was bandaged. He just sat up when he felt empty inside, feeling a little hungry.
Just then, Sui Chunsheng opened the door, and Wugen walked in carrying food.
The White Deer Immortal’s eyes lit up.
“Master, have something to eat,” the young man said softly as he arranged the bowls and chopsticks.
Tan Zhui couldn’t help feeling a warmth in his heart. His disciple was truly thoughtful and filial.
The White Deer Immortal smelled the aroma of the food and unconsciously picked up his chopsticks.
When he had eaten his fill and looked up again, he found that there was only the wooden puppet left in the room, waiting to clear away the dishes.
He couldn’t help but feel puzzled, “Where’s Ah Sheng?”
Wugen mumbled a few sleepy words, which Tan Zhui managed to understand.
He said that the Little Hibiscus Immortal had gone to take a bath.
Tan Zhui nodded, “Go and rest soon, it’s late.”
The courtyard gate of Zai Shui Residence closed, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the sound of the long river flowing.
Tan Zhui looked through the window and saw two carps lightly leaping out of the water in the courtyard. Their bodies were intertwined, reluctant to part.
He took out a blood-red bead from his Qiankun Ring, about half the size of a fist.
The blood-red bead emitted a faint light. At its deepest point, there was a flash of light. That was the Ouyin’s double pupils, also the rarest and the only one in the world.
Even the life-saving magic artifact from thousands of years ago had only used the eye of an Ouyin.
He was unable to use the double-pupil bead of the Ouyin.
He had noticed that the Ouyin’s right eye had developed a double pupil, and it was about to break through into a demon-fallen state.
This was why he had been eager to kill it and dig out this unique bead.
He couldn’t help but chuckle. It wasn’t for nothing that he got hurt.
It seemed he needed to enter seclusion as soon as possible to forge the magic artifact before the secret realm trial.
Thinking this, the White Deer Immortal put the bead back into his Qiankun Ring.
He took out the golden bottle, which contained the pills he took regularly. They were from the medicine immortal by the Heavenly Lord’s side and were used to relieve his old ailment.
Tan Zhui swallowed a few pills and washed down the bitterness with cold tea.
The candle was blown out and the night was silent.
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The young man on the neighboring peak did not fare so well. He was as if on fire.
The young man felt the lingering cool touch of that person’s skin on his fingertips, and his body was still stained with that person’s faint fragrance of frankincense.
His breathing was rapid, his heart felt suffocated, and the flames erupting from his lower abdomen wanted to devour his whole being.
The young man stood under the waterfall of Duan Xiao Peak, until the collision of the outside water and the heat in his body suddenly tightened his bare back.
His lower abdomen trembled, and his dizzy head gradually cleared.
The Hibiscus Little Immortal thus took a cold and piercing bath in the moonlight, and after a long time, he finally calmed down the rebellious desire.
“Master…” In a trance, the tip of the young man’s tongue moved.
On Fangcun Mountain, the emotions of a young man’s first love unconsciously climbed up the mountain peak, but they were forcibly suppressed, and the flames that had just ignited were extinguished by himself.
The young man lay on the couch chanting the Clear Heart Sutra, and entered a dream.
The next morning, perhaps because he had gone to bed late the night before, the young man’s head was still a bit dizzy.
Sui Chunsheng brought breakfast to Zai Shui Residence, but again found it empty.
Wugen mumbled, “The Divine Lord has gone to Zi Wei Peak.”
Sui Chunsheng: “?”
The young man was almost instantly sober.
Zi Wei Peak was the most scenic on Fangcun Mountain.
It was surrounded by mountains and water, with two rivers circling around, clouds embracing it, and often the sound of divine birds calling, the rustling of bamboo leaves.
The spiritual energy was abundant, and there were thirteen pavilions and towers.
The mountain guardian beast was a female white lion, gentle and reserved in nature.
Hua Zhi was currently in the courtyard, listening to the sound of the bamboo forest and water, enjoying the cool breeze, and sitting to paint.
The paint was accidentally smudged on his fingertips, but he was focused on the painting in front of him and didn’t bother to clean it.
It wasn’t until the mountain gate’s guardian beast leaped down and paced around a figure dressed in white that he realized who had arrived.
Hua Zhi’s face lit up with joy and he quickly put down his brush.
“Divine Lord,” Hua Zhi said with a smile and a bow.
Tan Zhui nodded, “There’s no need to be so polite. I just came to see how the Immortal’s injury is.”
Hua Zhi subconsciously looked down at the back of his hand. The wound had already healed, leaving no trace.
“Thanks to the Divine Lord’s Snow Congealing Cream, I’m already fine.”
“That’s good.” Tan Zhui looked up, his gray-blue eyes curved, and he took out a gold and jade glazed double-eared bottle from his chest.
“This is the poisonous blood from the Ouyin’s heart. I heard that you’ve been searching for it for hundreds of years. I happened to get it on this trip down the mountain, so I brought it to you.”
The deep purple blood flowed in the glazed bottle, with a colorful, fluorescent sheen, like a river of stars that had been put into the bottle. The color was extremely beautiful.
Hua Zhi looked surprised, clearly not expecting the White Deer Immortal to bring it this time.
“It’s really the blood from the Ouyin’s heart!” Yue’e exclaimed, and then said, “It was sealed by the Heavenly Lord in the Netherworld Wind Eye. This heart blood can only be obtained by killing it… The Divine Lord actually did this for the Immortal…”
As the little fairy attendant was speaking, he noticed the figure at the mountain gate.
The young man stood straight, holding a frost-white sword. The sword tassel fluttered in the wind, gently colliding with the hibiscus jade pendant at the young man’s waist, producing a crisp sound like jade.
“The Hibiscus Little Immortal?” he said.
Tan Zhui instinctively turned to look, and indeed saw the young man’s figure.
“Ah Sheng?”
Sui Chunsheng forced a smile and stepped forward, “This disciple was just worried that Master hadn’t had breakfast yet.”
Tan Zhui chuckled, “Indeed, I haven’t had it yet.”
Hua Zhi, clutching the gold and jade glass bottle, quickly said, “In that case, why don’t the Divine Lord stay here with me for breakfast?”
Sui Chunsheng was about to speak, but heard the White Deer Immortal nod in agreement, “That’s fine, then I’ll trouble Immortal Hua Zhi.”
A tremor ran through the young man’s eyes. After a brief flash of confusion, he laughed softly, “Then this disciple will not disturb you. Wugen is still waiting.”
When Tan Zhui nodded, the young man turned and left.
Hua Zhi looked at the young man’s back and noticed his slightly clenched fist.
“The Hibiscus Little Immortal is not in a good mood today,” Hua Zhi said, a puzzled look on his face.
Tan Zhui couldn’t help but glance at the young man’s back. The young man was walking very fast, not looking back, his light ink-colored slim-waisted robe disappearing into the cloud steps.
“The temper of a child, Immortal, don’t mind it.”
Hua Zhi shook his head gently and then invited the White Deer Immortal to sit down.
“Divine Lord, let’s eat,”
Tan Zhui picked up his chopsticks and casually ate a few bites. Noticing that Hua Zhi was always playing with the gold and jade glass bottle, he couldn’t help but chuckle, “The Immortal likes it so much that she doesn’t even want to eat.”
Hua Zhi nodded immediately, unable to hide his delight.
“I like it, I can’t put it down.”
“If the Divine Lord doesn’t know, this Ouyin is full of poison, and it smells bad, but only the blood from its heart is brilliant, with its own fragrance, which is a good material for refining ink. My Immortal has been searching for it for hundreds of years, and now that he has it, he must cherish it,” Yue’e said from the side.
Hua Zhi also said, “Thank you, Divine Lord. If there’s anything you need me to do in the future, just say it.”
Tan Zhui paused and followed the flow, “To be honest, I do have something I need help with.”
Hua Zhi was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect the White Deer Immortal to be so direct.
“Divine Lord, please tell me.”
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