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{Chapter Edited by: Chinthani}
The next morning, YunGe opened her eyes and looked at a certain bed not so far away. As usual, it was vacant. She did not know what to feel, so she just picked up the cloak on the bed and left.
Sure enough, the disciple was in the back mountains. YunGe entered the level 1 area and caught sight of her disciple about to get thrown off. YunGe was alarmed and her body's response was faster than her thoughts. She swiftly leaped and grasped the kid.
For the first time, YunGe understood what anxiety really felt like!
“…” YunGe came to a stop to inspect her disciple. Must maintain a calm expression! This was the first time she had felt so furious and she also keenly felt the difference between being a teacher in her previous life and a Master in this life.
Had this happened in her previous life, she would have felt much more distressed, but her current feelings were far more complicated. She almost wanted to lash out at this insensible child, but she also couldn't bear to do that. After all, YunGe was the one that had given her disciple hope!
“Master…” Huan Mo lowered her head. After hearing her timid voice, all of YunGe's anger dispersed. No matter how many times she repeated herself, her disciple would always take advantage of YunGe's meditation time to sneak out to the mountains!
Each time YunGe brought it up, her disciple would act spoiled, roll about and act cute, and YunGe would be fooled every single time!
YunGe had complied with this behaviour only because there had been no problems. But today! She looked at her disciple whose sleeves were already dyed red, and panicked…
“You're not allowed to come here anymore!!!” Said YunGe as she used spiritual power to slowly repair the injured right hand. It was the first time YunGe acted fiercely towards Huan Mo and the first time she had a composed expression towards her.
Meanwhile, those troublesome little beasts had long since scattered away!
Little Huan Mo looked at YunGe's cold-as-ice face and felt some warmth. This person was worried about her…
“Master…” Huan Mo spread out her hands, wanting a hug. Her creased face made her appear pitiable.
YunGe determined that the hand was out of danger. Without sparing Huan Mo even a glance, she stood up and left.
Huan Mo stared blankly for a while and then caught sight of her master's right hand which was trembling slightly. Her small heart was instantly filled and she fluttered towards YunGe. Huan Mo spoke with great sobs, “Master, I was wrong…”
YunGe blamed herself even more. She was clearly aware of her disciple's physique, and of the lack of a remedy. The disciple aspired to be stronger, an aspiration that those with wood spiritual roots and pure yin physique would not have. Even if the ones who possessed wood spiritual roots or pure yin physiques came from reputable backgrounds, they would all live peaceful, but boring lives. Furthermore, the wood element represented life, and did not seek power. YunGe recalled the scene from when she first brought Huan Mo to this mountain. She had been crying while saying she was scared…
YunGe was embraced by Huan Mo and ceased her footsteps. She listened to her disciple crying and admitting to her mistake. YunGe's heart ached; she had wanted to teach her disciple that there were some dangerous things that should not be done. But how could she find the mood to do this now? Nevertheless, she couldn't help but crouch down to carry her disciple.
Huan Mo's face was a bit flushed because she had cried until she ran out of breath. Her originally small and nimble face was even smaller because she wore her hat. Currently, her fine facial features had creased up a bit. Her hands tightly clutched the YunGe's robe. “Master… don't leave me…”
“…” YunGe's heart broke into tears. Huan Mo didn't have a sense of security. YunGe was aware but even after all this time, it still hadn't changed.
YunGe put down her disciple and then stooped to her level, looking straight into her eyes, “In your mind, I would abandon you? Cast you aside?” YunGe's tone was strict.
“…” Huan Mo spoke while drawing between breaths. “Master… I know I can't be as powerful as you…”
YunGe's heart ached even more. “Don't worry, it's enough if I'm powerful. I will protect you. Don't you trust me? You don't need to become powerful…”
Huan Mo firmly hugged her, burying her face in YunGe's shoulder. Why wasn't there a need for her to become stronger? Master…
Nevermind, it was fine if one of us knew. There was no need for master to be stained with all those dark stuff…
Huan Mo had not foreseen such a timely occurrence. That group of spiritual beasts had chosen this time to level up. It turned out that her master had appeared at just the right moment, although she still would not have been in any danger even if her master hadn't shown up. However… she would not have expected her master to be this angry. Huan Mo couldn't withstand her joy.
Although it would be more troublesome to come here in the future, Huan Mo was willing to endure any difficulty and suffering.
“Do you understand?” YunGe put on Huan Mo's hat for her. “For the master, you are the most important. Whether or not you have the capability does not matter. Most of the time, I would rather you be an ordinary girl."
YunGe was telling the truth. Huan Mo was sensible and clingy. During the past half a year, YunGe had come to regard Hun Mo as her own daughter.
“Master…” Huan Mo's tone was cautious but her eyes were firm. She was still young and there were not many things that she understood, but she did know that today's unfavorable situation was dangerous.
She had an instinctive understanding of danger.. As a child, she had lived in a place similar to h.e.l.l, so her thought process was deeper.
YunGe's past life was in the 21st century. After graduating, she had become a preschool teacher, and then she had transmigrated. After that, she had begun indulging in cultivation. Compared to Huan Mo, YunGe's experiences were practically pieces of tras.h.!.+
“Really a crybaby…” YunGe pinched Huan Mo's nose and reasoned “Don't cry, if you keep crying, you won't look pretty!”
Seeing her smile, Huan Mo wiped off a tear, knowing that her master had already forgiven her. “I'm not a crybaby!”
“Alright, alright!” As tears were wiped, more fell. “Your not a crybaby. You actually just like to drop s.h.i.+ny bean-shaped things, that's all~”
Huan Mo nestled in her embrace without saying a word. How could master understand? She had wanted to cry every time she had encountered a difficult situation. It was the same when she was small, but at the time, she would not have let her tears fall because she knew her tears could earn no one's sympathy. Nor would her tears persuade anyone to stop bullying her. However, she had encountered this person. This person would feel sorry, be soft-hearted and compromise because of these tears. This person would hug and cherish her.
“Do you know why I got angry?” YunGe asked after walking a step forward and turning around.
“…” Huan Mo looked at YunGe and her eyes expressed her embarra.s.sment.
Forget it. She shouldn't make things difficult for this silly child. “First, it's because you don't know how to protect yourself. In the future, when you encounter a dangerous situation, you must immediately find me, alright? Second, it's been so long and you still don't have faith in me. Whatever happens, I will never abandon you.” Which guardian would abandon their own child?
Huan Mo grabbed at YunGe's sleeves and grasped even tighter. Not a word was said, but her eyes were fixated on YunGe. Her master…
YunGe sighed. “As expected! Sons, daughters and disciples or whatever are all a burden!” She must carefully look after her foolish, weak yet stubborn disciple. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how she would regret it!
End of Chapter 16! Thanks for Reading!
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