Chapter 770: Good Disciple Comes into the Embrace 04

Although it was a reprimand, Fei Mian only felt the warm feeling of being embraced.

He wrinkled his nose, feeling a bit sore.

Since his mother died, no one has treated him this well.

"Open your eyes."

Jin Chen brushed the stray hair from his cheek; his tone remained aloof, but the coldness he showed before outsiders was gone.

"You have extraordinary strength; you should win against him openly and fairly."

"What does it matter if you have a mutant spirit root? With the right cultivation method, you can still progress a thousand miles a day."

Fei Mian looked up, nodding as if half-understanding, yet he kept the last sentence in his heart.

So, perhaps having a mutant dark spirit root isn't necessarily a bad thing for him.

"Also, now that you have become my disciple, you should change how you address me."

Jin Chen waited leisurely for him to call someone, a faint smile in his eyes, like spring wind melting ice; his normally aloof demeanor unexpectedly gained a warm moisture.

"Master..."

Fei Mian spoke timidly, feeling a joy in his heart, pursed his lips and called again, "Master."

"I heard you."

His obedient, soft appearance truly evoked pity; Jin Chen rubbed his head and asked, "Any other requests?"

Fei Mian silently covered his stomach, quite honest, staring unblinkingly at Jin Chen.

"Master, I'm hungry."

It's almost evening, and he has only eaten once since morning.

Jin Chen: "……"

"Oh no."

He has been fasting for a long time; to expect food on this Dusk Cloud Peak is absurd.

He flicked his sleeve, infusing Dao Xuan power into the clear spring water, instantly conjuring two youths who looked nearly identical, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

But the guard institute disciple has already existed for over two hundred years.

Upon seeing Jin Chen, the two immediately bowed and saluted.

"Fu Chuan, Fu Li pay respects to the Venerable Elder."

"Bring some food and a few sets of new disciple robes."

Jin Chen still held the child in his arms, his tone flat.

Fu Li's eyes widened as he looked at the person in Jin Chen's arms, utterly shocked.

"Venerable Elder, you actually took on a disciple!"

He had just finished being shocked when his older brother stepped on his foot, making him grimace and dare not speak.

"Yes, shortly they will be sent to the Yunquan Institute on the peak."

Fu Chuan bowed in reply, respectful and courteous.

The illusion faded, and Jin Chen lowered his gaze to the child in his arms, who began to ponder again.

"This venerable one has been fasting for a long time; there is no food here, but the two senior brothers will bring you some later."

"Are the two senior brothers also disciples of the Master?"

Fei Mian muttered softly in a gentle, obedient voice.

"No, they are guard institute disciples of the Yunquan Institute."

Jin Chen rubbed his head again, "You are my only disciple."

These words unexpectedly made Fei Mian's heart swell with joy; he gathered courage, leaned into Jin Chen's embrace, cheek pressed against his chest, lips curling up.

"Master, Master..."

It seemed that this address could give him boundless courage, and he unconsciously began to smile.

"How wonderful!"

Fei Mian thought: surely it was because he had been praying to the moon these past days for something useful, so he gained such a good and powerful master.

And he is actually the most powerful immortal master of the Xuanzong Sect.

And he is still so gentle and good to him.

Moreover, such a good master belongs solely to him.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total now 70!】

After all, he is still a child at heart; even if his blackening value is high, he is young and has not yet endured the later hardships.

Jin Chen is soft-hearted like water; he held the person and patted his back, his gaze gentle.

When the Fu Chuan brothers entered the courtyard, this is what they saw.

They looked at each other, unable to believe that this was the same Venerable Elder who allowed no one to approach, aloof and indifferent.

On the way here, although they had heard other disciples discussing the Venerable Elder taking on a disciple, seeing it in person was another matter entirely.

"Pay respects to the Venerable Elder."

The two bowed, placed the food box on the jade stone table, spread it out, and then presented several sets of clothing.

The new disciples' garments each differ; since Fei Mian is already a disciple of the Venerable Elder, he naturally should wear the same attire as the Sect Leader's lineage, but being so young, there is no fitting clothing, so he temporarily went to the Seven Stars Institute to have silver cloud patterns engraved.

Fortunately, although time was tight, the Seven Stars Institute always acts prudently, and indeed it turned out exquisitely detailed.

"Greetings, senior brothers."

Fei Mian looked up and timidly called out.

He is usually introverted, and normally this kind of shy, blushing nature makes it impossible for him to sit still when two people stare at him; he hurriedly calls out, hoping they will stop staring.

As a result, the two brothers' gazes became even more fervent.

I didn't expect this little junior disciple to be so cute! Like a bun!

Fu Li restrained his claws from touching his head, kept nodding, and said, "Well, well, my name is Fu Li, and this is my elder brother, Fu Chuan. He has a mole at the corner of his eye, I don't. Little junior disciple, don't get us mixed up from now on!"

Fei Mian tried hard to tell them apart, nodding dazedly, but still couldn't see where the difference lay.

He glanced at Master; the temptation of the food on the table was truly great.

Go ahead, eat more.

Having received permission, Fei Mian turned to face the jade stone table, picked up his chopsticks and began to wolf down his food, still sitting in Jin Chen's arms, feeling very satisfied.

He hadn't felt this happy in a very long time.

Fu Chuan made a bow and reported.

Reporting to our elders, recently there have been rumors abroad that the Spirit Dragon Qilin Armor and the Illusory Realm Cauldron are about to appear, and both are in the Xiangchu area.

But divine artifacts' appearances often come with turmoil; Xiangchu is rich in water and mountains, so it's likely to be accompanied by the emergence of demonic beasts.

Jin Chen sipped spiritual tea, lowering his eyes in contemplation.

In the original plot, these two treasures were both taken into the pockets of the two protagonists.

Although Fei Mian also went along, he ended up only with a battered, scarred state.

The time until their emergence and descent from the mountain is exactly five full years.

The time is still fairly ample.

Continue investigating this matter; have the Sect Leader send disciples to guard the Xiangchu area, so that innocent civilians are not harmed by demonic beasts.

Yes, disciple receives the order.

Fu Li asked again: "Then, when the divine artifact appears, will the elders go together?"

Hmm.

Fu Li's eyes lit up in an instant: "Then the disciple will surely train diligently!"

They haven't gone down the mountain with the elders in a long time! Just thinking about it is exciting.

Fei Mian suddenly lifted his head from the bowl, his mouth oily from eating; he quickly grabbed a nearby napkin to wipe it, turned sideways, and asked Jin Chen.

Master...... may I go as well?

Jin Chen took the napkin, helped him wipe his mouth clean, his voice cold and clear: "I'll take you, but you must reach mid Foundation Establishment."

Five years, Foundation Establishment.

These two words have never appeared together in Fei Mian's world.

If he only had a wood spiritual root, perhaps with extra effort he could still manage.

But a variant dark spiritual root will slow his cultivation speed.

Fei Mian drooped his eyes in dejection; his raven-feather-like long sword trembled slightly, and he tugged at Master's sleeve.

Master, I can't......

You can do it.

Jin Chen put down the napkin, cupped his face to make him look up, "Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you to practice."

His tone was so firm that Fei Mian's previously hopeless thoughts became lively again.

I will cultivate diligently.

Fei Mian clenched his small fist in a vow: "I will not disappoint Master."