Chapter 314: The Ahoge Little Celestial Master Gets Even Stronger Today 09

An Wuyang's dantian seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist; clearly spiritual energy was abundant, yet now it appeared unusually depleted, faintly showing a sign of suppression.

However, upon closer inspection, it does not resemble an innate seal present from birth; it should have been imposed after birth by someone.

After Jin Chen finished observing, the circulation of a minor heavenly cycle also ended; he withdrew his divine sense and guided An Wuyang to detach from the state of ease.

Both opened their eyes at the same time.

An Wuyang let out a strange huh, then rubbed his somewhat warm dantian.

"Have I made progress in my cultivation?"

Jin Chen tapped his head with a finger, "That's a rather nice thought of yours."

"When did you join the Pure Cold Temple?"

This question came rather suddenly; An Wuyang thought seriously for a moment, "Since I was old enough to remember, I have grown up in the Pure Cold Temple before it was demolished."

"My master once said that he picked me up when I was still in swaddling clothes."

After saying that, he raised his head to look at Jin Chen, his almond eyes like autumn water full of doubt, "Brother Chen, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"There is a layer of seal inside your dantian; it appears to have been imposed later."

Jin Chen did not hide it from him; his eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

【0731, the original plot never mentioned anything about the seal, right?】

【When you were meditating just now, I rechecked the plot line; it never mentioned anything about the seal.】

0731 replied, and then said: 【Host, do you think it might be Little Pitiful One's master, worried that he couldn't control his innate spiritual body, thus placing the seal himself?】

【Not likely,】 Jin Chen denied, 【If the seal wasn't placed due to insufficient power of the caster, its purpose is to prevent An Wuyang from cultivating.】

"Brother Chen, I think I know who it is."

An Wuyang fell into recollection, his gaze somewhat vacant.

"When I was young, I still had a martial uncle, but he had a bad temper and seemed to have done something wrong to the Pure Cold Temple, and the master expelled him from the Pure Cold Temple in the name of the temple master."

"Later, when I asked my master, he only told me to cultivate well and not worry about so much, but for a long time after that I kept having the same nightmare: in the dream, the martial uncle choked my neck, saying why everyone else has talent but I don't… and similar words."

"Only after I turned fifteen did that dream stop haunting me."

He blurted it all out, clenched Jin Chen's sleeve cuff, and asked uncertainly, "Could it be him?"

"Is your martial uncle still alive?" Jin Chen asked.

"I don't know; after he was expelled, I never saw him again."

【0731.】

【Present, Host.】

【Review the plot about An Wuyang possibly falling into demonic cultivation once more, to see if anyone else appears.】

【Sure, I'll check right away.】

"You don't need to worry about this; I'll take care of it."

Jin Chen gently pinched the youth's cheek, "Continue cultivating as just described; I need to prepare something to help you break the seal."

"Good!"

An Wuyang nodded vigorously, his face full of joy.

Perhaps, if the seal is broken, my future cultivation could become twice as effective!

This is a tremendous blessing!

As he grew happy, he unconsciously moved closer to Jin Chen to express his joy.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, seeing the ahoge almost poking his face; his fingertip twitched, and he reached out to tug it again.

An Wuyang made a sound, just about to ask why he kept pulling his hair, but lifting his eyes he met Jin Chen's gaze full of interest; at this moment their distance was a bit too close, and he felt his heart start to thump again.

He didn't understand what was wrong with himself, but Jin Chen understood perfectly.

Leaning in, Jin Chen's lips curled slightly, "Why are you suddenly acting foolish?"

"I feel we aren't suited to be too close."

An Wuyang sucked in a breath, muttering, covering his fragile little heart as he shifted his butt backward.

Goodness, how could he be wildly heart‑throbbed over the ancestral master!

Is that someone one can feel heart‑throb for!

If the master knew, he'd have to crawl out and say something utterly rebellious!

"Why, are you afraid I'll eat you?" Jin Chen teased him on purpose.

I'm afraid the master will come find me in the middle of the night to talk.

An Wuyang mumbled something, then crawled back a bit more.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value 5, total 5!】

Jin Chen laughed, satisfied.

An Wuyang's physique is special; his dantian's mystical power is extremely rich, he worries that forcibly breaking the seal would overwhelm him with impact, so he also needs to prepare a magical artifact to protect his body's meridians.

Of course, this is not urgent either.

——

Next day, after the vacation ended, An Wuyang returned to school, though he had applied to the school for off‑campus study; he wasn't a freshman, so supervision wasn't strict.

Jin Chen, meanwhile, planned to go alone to the main residence of the Daoist Association.

The green smoke turned to nothing and vanished in the room.

Daoist Association.

Cheng Luosheng walked out of the estate, face full of anger, followed by a man slightly taller than him, likewise wearing an inner‑gate Daoist robe.

"Luo Luo, what's been up with you lately?"

Cheng Cinian spoke helplessly, quickly stepping forward to grab Cheng Luosheng's arm, "Just now we clearly knew the master was angry; why did you still bring this up?"

"Let go of me!"

Cheng Luosheng shoved him away, his eyes full of dissatisfaction, "What does my business with my father have to do with you! Are you being too nosy!"

Such a gaze full of resentment and dissatisfaction made Cheng Cinian's heart ache; he didn't know how Cheng Luosheng could have changed his personality overnight.

"What exactly do you want? Are you trying to persuade Master to agree to you raising ghosts? Luo Luo, we are disciples of the Daoist Orthodox Association; how could we do something that violates the rules?"

His earnest advice sounded harsh to Cheng Luosheng's ears.

"You're just selfish; if you really loved me, raising a ghost would be fine—it wouldn't harm anyone!"

"Let go of me! I'll go find some quiet on my own!"

Cheng Luosheng shoved him again, completely ignoring Cheng Cinian's pained expression, and left straight away via the small path.

Qing Yan followed after him.

By a small stream, Cheng Luosheng's steps suddenly halted, he clenched his fists tightly, as if enduring some great pain.

Qing Yan hid behind the bamboo and observed.

He felt that something was not right with this protagonist's ordeal.

"Get lost… get lost!"

Cheng Luosheng murmured, tightly closing his eyes.

"No… you're too terrible…"

The same voice came from the same person's mouth, yet it sounded like they were arguing with themselves, back and forth.

After a moment, Cheng Luosheng opened his eyes again, lowered his gaze to his own hands, his expression sorrowful.

He crouched down, eyes full of helplessness, and softly said:

"Senior brother… sorry."

Jin Chen recalled that in the original plot, Cheng Luosheng still remembered that trace of Fu Xizhou's soul; he seemed to understand something, emerging from behind the Zhu Lin, his clothes changing back to a greenish long robe, and he approached Cheng Luosheng.