An Immortal Master Kneels Before Village Chief Bu – The Curtain Falls
Village Chief Bu’s eyes greeted the sunshine, while his ears greeted the singing birds. He tucked Xiaoshuai in and then surveyed the garden for some ingredients to prepare breakfast but discovered there was already a trail of rising smoke in the distance, so he made his way over.
“Good morning,” greeted Mu Yu, frying some ingredients in a pan over the fire in the kitchen.
“You shouldn’t be cooking your own breakfast as a revered immortal master. Let me.”
“I’m good. Shifu taught me that everything in life is a form of cultivation, including cooking. To tell the truth, I didn’t understand the mentality when I was younger, but I do now. You find a state of tranquillity when you need to toil away at the most basic level without relying on spiritual energy,” explained Mu Yu, comprehending the link between it and mastery of Dustfallen Mental Cultivation.
Mount Dustfallen was not only a physical home but also a home for the mind, one that relieved Mu Yu of concerns of ambushes, lies and other paranoid thoughts. For that reason, returning to Mount Dustfallen was tantamount to returning to his true self.
“I never knew you could cook. I assumed you were only a combatant.” Village Chief Bu lifted the lid and scooped up a spoonful of congee. “Where did the rice come from?”
“Have you forgotten about my special ability?”
“Oh.” Village Chief Bu wagged his finger as he continued, “I’ll go fry two dishes. I’ve never seen carrots as big as the ones in the guardian.”
Besides two dishes of vegetables and a pot of porridge, the two also prepared some chicken that Mu Yu stopped Xiaoshuai from devouring during the hour. They enjoyed breakfast with laughs, but Xi Hongyi killed the mood with his return at noon.
After Xi Hongyi whispered something to Palace Guardian, the latter glared daggers at the mountain and then left through a void with the former.
“What the? I thought Bai Jie was coming, but they left?” Xiaoshuai remarked.
“They might be deliberately letting us go to ensnare us in another trap,” Village Chief Bu warned.
“Indeed,” Mu Yu agreed. “Maybe something requires their attention, though I can’t imagine what could trouble them. I wonder if it has something to do with the delayed contest.”
“Cast it aside for now. We can now enjoy some peace here, so let’s stay for a while” Xiaoshuai suggested.
“Yeah, I think I should take advantage of the environment here to elevate my cultivation in addition to progressing my other skills further instead of relying on bloodlust energy.”
Village Chief Bu and Xiaoshuai ventured down the mountain daily, with the latter teaching the former about formations while Mu Yu trained on the mountain, though Mu Yu would occasionally need to correct some of the minor, yet important, details.
Xiaoshuai shared knowledge of the cultivation world – the version without all the extra peppered nonsense he would have added if it was not for Mu Yu warning him not to. Village Chief Bu was disappointed to hear that the skills in the jade pieces Mu Yu gave him were only strong enough to scratch Third Heaven Palace’s itch for he wanted to help Mu Yu fight against the phonies.
Two months of undisrupted training catapulted Mu Yu to Ascension Realm Third Layer, giving him a plausible chance against Xi Hongyi without reliance on bloodlust energy. In addition, he received news from the linden tree.
“She’s awake,” informed Ju Mang, once Mu Yu and the linden tree connected, though Mu Yu could only connect because the tree connected to Ju Mang, not Mu Yu.
“Tian Ran is awake?” Mu Yu jumped to his feet.
“I’ve done you a favour, so it’s time for you to return it.”
“I keep my promises.”
Mu Yu picked up the other two and rushed to Crouching Dragon Mountain, filling them in on the way.
“Tian Ran sacrificed herself to save you? You better treat her well because there aren’t as many noble girls like her these days,” asserted Village Chief Bu.
“The playboy is also hooking up with Qiao Xue, though. Unlike me, I’m loyal,” voiced Xiaoshuai, eating an apple while riding Village Chief Bu’s head.
“Mu Yu…” reproached Village Chief Bu.
Mu Yu shrugged in defeat.
“Oh, well. What’s important isn’t how many girls you like but to marry them. It’s only reasonable they like such an outstanding young man. Give me a few great grandkids. Since we’re immortal, we’ll get to see all the Mu Yu Juniors grow up, hahaha. For your first kid, I’ll give them their nickname, and you can give them their real name. If it’s a girl, I’ll call her Nannan. If it’s a boy, we’ll call him Bubu. What do you think?”
“My goodness gracious… Ah, whatever, as long as you’re happy, Gramps.”
It pained Mu Yu to imagine Ku Mu missing out on seeing his grandkids, but he kept it to himself. Besides, he had yet to figure out a way to revive Ku Mu without dying in the process.
Thankfully, there were no ambushes on the way to Crouching Dragon Mountain.
“Brother Mu Yu.”
Mu Yu wasted no time flying over to Tian Ran to embrace her once she entered his line of sight. Once he calmed down, he gave her a peck on the forehead and caressed her hair. “Never do that again, got it?”
“I’m glad you’re all right.”
“Sorry, Tian Ran.”
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