Chapter 701

In truth, Gu Gu Hanyuan had not said anything particularly special.

He had merely told Long Long Xiaoyun that it was he who had used the Cloud-Plucking Palm to alter the celestial phenomena that day.

This made Long Long Xiaoyun look forward to Gu Gu Hanyuan teaching her Wu Gong even more.

Furthermore, Gu Gu Hanyuan had explained that he would use the "Bone-Forging Chapter" of the "Nine Yin Manual" to initiate her training.

How could Long Long Xiaoyun not know the great name of the "Nine Yin Manual"?

Moreover, the cultivation method he practiced himself was far stronger than the "Nine Yin Manual."

As long as Long Long Xiaoyun could satisfy him, he would teach her the "Ten Thousand Phenomena Yin-Yang Art."

Upon hearing this, Long Long Xiaoyun was incomparably delighted and used a small, fragrant kiss to express her excitement.

The feeling Gu Gu Hanyuan gave Long Long Xiaoyun was completely different from that of Long Long Xiaoyun or Lin Lin Shiyin.

He would sternly reprimand and discipline her, yet also bestow tenderness upon her.

Even though much time had passed, Long Long Xiaoyun still could not forget the process of Gu Gu Hanyuan gently combing her hair with his nimble fingers.

This was a way of being treated that was completely distinct from Long Long Xiaoyun, as if he were bestowing upon her another form of fatherly love.

The gaze she directed toward Gu Gu Hanyuan became increasingly filled with filial affection.

The small tactic of wielding the stick and then offering a date was simply effortless for the PUA master, Gu Gu Hanyuan.

It was just a matter of when Long Long Xiaoyun would obediently call him "Daddy."

Gu Gu Hanyuan suddenly said with a slightly peculiar tone:

"By the way, you have a Senior Sister named Wu Wu Xingyun."

Long Long Xiaoyun froze upon hearing this, her expression turning gloomy for a moment.

Clearly, she felt dissatisfied that Wu Wu Xingyun had gotten there first.

Gu Gu Hanyuan saw through her thoughts at a glance and said with amusement:

"Your Senior Sister is very formidable. If you don't want to be disciplined by her, you had better grow stronger as quickly as possible."

Long Long Xiaoyun asked in a muffled voice:

"Very formidable? How formidable?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan said playfully:

"A Land Immortal—would you say that is formidable or not?"

Long Long Xiaoyun was stunned.

"My Senior Sister is a Land Immortal?"

How was she supposed to grow stronger quickly under those circumstances?

Gu Gu Hanyuan chuckled:

"If she finds out I suddenly took you as a disciple, she will certainly be displeased. It is highly probable that she will vent her anger on you, Long Xiaoyun."

Long Long Xiaoyun felt somewhat desperate upon hearing this.

Being disciplined by Gu Gu Hanyuan was something she could endure, even if it were a bit shameful.

But being disciplined by some inexplicable Senior Sister was something she could not accept.

Long Long Xiaoyun asked pitifully:

"Can't Master protect me?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan shrugged helplessly and said:

"When Yun'er loses her temper, even I have no way to handle her."

Long Long Xiaoyun’s expression suddenly turned strange, and she said oddly:

"Master, you wouldn't happen to be henpecked by your disciple, would you?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan’s face darkened, and he reached out to flick Long Long Xiaoyun’s smooth forehead.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

"Ouch!"

Long Long Xiaoyun cried out in pain pitifully, though there was an inexplicable joy in her eyes.

She wheedled ingratiatingly:

"Then Master, please hurry and teach me Wu Gong. Otherwise, when I meet my Senior Sister, I won't even have a chance to run."

Gu Gu Hanyuan smiled faintly:

"Then you must perform well."

Long Long Xiaoyun muttered something under her breath upon hearing this.

With a coquettish laugh, she raised her smiling face and stepped forward to hug Gu Gu Hanyuan’s arm.

Gu Gu Hanyuan glanced at her, his eyes filled with playfulness once more.

This was because what Long Long Xiaoyun had muttered was, "Wait until I call Mother to help me beg you together."

This idea of delivering a lamb into a tiger's den was excellent.

Gu Gu Hanyuan’s mood suddenly became much more pleasant.

The group arrived at the Wu Xingyun Villa.

Long Long Xiaoyun’s mood was visibly much more buoyant.

Her crisp, delicate voice called out loudly:

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

At this moment, Long Long Xiaoyun was in the main hall discussing matters.

They were deliberating on the capture of the Plum Blossom Thief.

The group's discussion was interrupted by Long Long Xiaoyun’s loud shout.

Dressed in green robes and looking dignified, Long Long Xiaoyun felt that Long Long Xiaoyun’s voice sounded somewhat off, and his brows immediately furrowed.

One of Long Long Xiaoyun’s friends, Tian Qi, laughed:

"Since Young Master Long has returned, we might as well stop here for now; we won't reach a conclusion anytime soon anyway."

Long Long Xiaoyun sighed lightly:

"My son is unruly and has made you all laugh. I shall call her in to meet you uncles right now."

He shouted in a deep voice:

"Since you're back, why don't you come in quickly!"

However, when everyone saw Long Long Xiaoyun, they were all struck dumb.

The servants of the Wu Xingyun Villa they had seen along the way wore the same expression.

Who was this delicate and charming young girl?

How could the Young Master Long who had been so big just disappear?

Long Long Xiaoyun was also stunned at this moment.

His face darkened immediately, and he scolded, trying to cover up the situation:

"A real man, why on earth are you running around wearing women's clothes! You are neglecting your proper pursuits!"

With a single sentence, Long Long Xiaoyun characterized Long Long Xiaoyun’s wearing of women's clothing as mere play.

He roared:

"Go back and change your clothes immediately to come and pay respects to your uncles!"

Although he could barely muddle through, he had ultimately lost face.

The prestige he had always strived to maintain might be damaged because of this, so how could he not be angry?

Long Long Xiaoyun looked at Long Long Xiaoyun’s furious face and was somewhat bewildered.

She had been too relaxed when she was with Gu Gu Hanyuan, to the point that she had momentarily forgotten that her father, Long Long Xiaoyun, had always wanted a son, and she had to pretend to be a boy in front of others.

Gu Gu Hanyuan let her be herself, while Long Long Xiaoyun wanted her to pretend to be someone else.

Who was closer and who was more distant was clear at a glance.

Long Long Xiaoyun’s mood dropped visibly.

Before she could even feel sad about it, a warm, large hand suddenly landed on her head, stroking it gently.

"Who is qualified to have Gu Mou’s disciple pay them respects? Is it just you lot of mongrels?" Ding.