Chapter 55: Riyue Peak

Mo Shulin couldn’t figure out what he wanted.

When he became an adult, Mo Shulin is very uncomfortable with Bai Yuming’s indifferent attitude. But when he turned into a child again, Mo Shulin also felt uncomfortable with Bai Yuming’s care and infinite pampering.

He didn’t want Bai Yuming to treat him as a child.

He wanted to find a right state where he could get along with Bai Yuming happily.

But no matter what the state is, it’s still wrong.

And Mo Shulin was very curious about what Bai Yuming had said.

Does he have perverted preferences?

When Mo Shulin was thinking about it, no matter how he rack his brain, he can’t find any of his preferences that’s abnormal.

But Bai Yuming said that…

Mo Shulin felt a hundred percent that he didn’t have any weird desires, although he can’t think of any clues for a long time, he still believed Bai Yuming’s nonsense.

Mo Shulin haven’t even thought about on how to ask Bai Yuming about his perverted preferences, but Bai Yuming has already gotten a letter from the head, allowing him to take Mo Shulin along.

Liangji sect’s name was taken from the two extremes of black and white.

White is yang, black is yin.

The sun is yang and the moon is yin.

The colors have two extremes, the heaven and the earth have day and night, life and death are in opposition.

Only humans can’t be pure white and unsullied, while at the same time, can’t be completely black.

How to balance oneself and being able to stand between the chaotic world, leaning towards the white is a question that Liangji sect’s disciple need to reflect about every day.

The fat rabbit was confused when he got the letter from the head.

To put it bluntly, allowing him to take Mo Shulin to Riyue peak means wanting Mo Shulin to go meet the head.

Lying on the cloth-covered table, the fat rabbit asked Mo Shulin next to him, with his paws still stained with ink: “Do we need to bring some gifts when meeting the boss who pays our money this Chinese New Year?”

The problem is that it’s not easy to find gifts in a remote place like Yuexue peak.

“No need.” Mo Shulin wasn’t very surprised, “He’s rushing me to come.”

Mo Shulin probably knows why the head called him. It’s just that he has passed too many time periods, and Mo Shulin isn’t sure if it’s the the same situation in his memory.

“Ah? What do you mean? Are you the gift? Do I have to send you out?” The fat rabbit suddenly stood up, sitting upright, his spherical body was stretched into an oval shape, with a pair of rabbit ears stood up high, it seems that his hearing became more acute.

Mo Shulin: “…”

“It won’t really be like this, right?” The fat rabbit hesitated.

Worried once he said yes, the fat rabbit would tie him up with a bow and sent him out, Mo Shulin hurried to shook his head, “No.”

There’s no time to talk more.

The letter didn’t include a specific time, which obviously meant to come immediately after seeing the letter.

It’s just that Bai Yuming has a high status, and the head didn’t dare to use too much forceful attitude, hoping Bai Yuming could give him a face.

Bai Yuming is the former head’s wife favorite, and it can be seen on how the novice head can be in charge today.

The fat rabbit restored his human form, put on his clothes, and took Mo Shulin to Riyue Peak.

Riyue peak is a mountain set by Liangji sect’s first generation. The founder of this mountain directly split the mountain with the highest altitude and the finest spiritual energy into two. The half to the east is called Ri peak, and the half to the west is called Yue peak.

The Temple of Heaven and Earth, the residence of the head in charge, was built in the center of the two peaks, connected by a strong iron lock. The palace is located between the two peaks, just like hanging on a swing, it kept dangling alongside the roaring mountain winds.

Every time Bai Yuming sees this palace, he always thought that this is the most luxurious and dangerous place.

When stepping on the Temple of Heaven and Earth, Bai Yuming could clearly feel the swaying ground, and it’s very “safe” so it doesn’t need to be added with any spells.

It’s no wonder that the successor of Liangji sect’s head retained the main peak where he lived. It’s really the disciple from the Temple of Heaven and Earth that has the word peace, but can’t make people sleep at ease.

When the two walked into the main hall, Mo Shulin wasn’t surprised to see Yuan Haozhong, one of the lords of Lifeng City.

This is an expected visitor.

The once vague memory gradually became clear.

The head of Liangji sect, Qiu Yaping, simply asked the three to meet each other, then sat aside and stopped talking.

Yuan Haozhong saw Mo Shulin, felt full of pity.

If it weren’t for Mo Shulin’s spirit root being injured by demonic energy, this Mo Shulin could become a talent.

As for Bai Yuming, aside from not having any sitting statues, Yuan Haozhong disliked Bai Yuming’s unkept manner. But in terms of seniority, Bai Yuming is higher than the current Liangji sect’s head. Yuan Haozhong can only hold back and respectfully salute Bai Yuming even if he doesn’t like demonic cultivation.

There were only four people in the hall, Bai Yuming, Mo Shulin, Yuan Haozhong, and the head of Liangji sect.

“Right, Mo Shulin. These next words may cause you discomfort, but I hope you can answer seriously so that we can catch the murderer who has annihilated your Feiyun Valley as soon as possible.” Yuan Haozhong’s voice was slightly deep, with stability of a sword cultivator, but ending it with a slightly raised tone, showing that he’s an arrogant and straightforward person.

Yuan Haozhong isn’t very cunning, but he still understands better on how to make others cooperate with him, so that he’ll help Mo Shulin catch the murderer.

But for Mo Shulin, who has heard the same sentence once in his last life, does nothing else other than listening.

Mo Shulin didn’t care about Yuan Haozhong and anyone else who claims that they would help him.

“Thanks to the senior for caring, the junior is determined to be true towards this matter, and won’t conceal them.” Mo Shulin clasped his fists in a calm manner, and his whole body emits a bit resilience of a sword cultivator.

The Liangji sect’s head didn’t have much impression of Mo Shulin. Watching the young Mo Shulin’s such fortitude, he nodded in approval.

Yuan Haozhong didn’t mention anything about Ding’an Village, but asked Mo Shulin again about his experience in Feiyun Valley’s extermination in the form of questions.

Although Feiyun Valley has luck, but it’s still not good.

Feiyun Valley is currently the only incident that has traces of demon cultivator’s activities in advance, and has also sent distress letters to various cities and sects. Afterwards, there’s also Mo Shulin, a fish that slipped through the net, and announced the crime and appearance of the Demon Smiling Whitehead.

But Feiyun Valley also has the worst luck.

Feiyun Valley has sent distress letters to no less than ten sects and dozens of large cities in the surrounding area, but in the end there’s only Liangji sect that came late.

At the end of this incident, Feiyun Valley was neither saved nor treated the only survivor, Mo Shulin, kindly.

But even so, Mo Shulin’s answer is remarkable, it was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn’t have any resentment towards the lords of the city.

Bai Yuming didn’t care much at first, and was even proud of Mo Shulin’s amiable answer.

He raised such a composed child for a few months.

But when Yuan Haozhong exchanged greetings with the head and said his goodbye, Bai Yuming discovered that Yuan Haozhong, after going through Mo Shulin’s sorrowful experiences, not only didn’t explain why he came here, but didn’t even give any promises to Mo Shulin.

Bai Yuming saw that there’s no complaint, frowned when he saw Mo Shulin silently bowed to give farewell to Yuan Haozhong.

After thinking about it, Bai Yuming still opened his mouth and said: “Fellow Yuan, is it convenient to exchange a few more words?”

“Naturally. Elder Bai, please.” Yuan Haozhong still gave some face when he saw Bai Yuming opened his mouth.

“Fellow Yuan came here in such a hurry, just to ask about this?” Bai Yuming’s tone was somewhat suspicious.

Yuan Haozhong didn’t expect that Bai Yuming would ask directly in front of the head.

His face was still respectful, but his words were obviously alienated, “Naturally, there are other things. For my next words, I would like to apologize to Elder Bai and ask Elder Bai for forgiveness. Before Elder Bai arrives, I’ve reported everything to the head in full detail but Elder Bai has a special status, so please forgive me.”

Bai Yuming only felt as if he’s punching a cotton.

To say that he apologized, though Yuan Haozhong’s series of apologies were repeated and seems sincere. But to tell the truth, Yuan Haozhong was being superficial and didn’t reveal any information.

Demon cultivators are increasing, and every cultivators has the responsibility and obligation to defend their own territory.

Yuan Haozhong’s remarks are equivalent to dividing Bai Yuming out of the Cultivator’s Continent, and labeling Bai Yuming as a foreign race so he must’ve had deception, therefore they must guard against those of the same label as Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming wanted to say something, but his red wide sleeves were pulled by Mo Shulin.

Bai Yuming lowered his head down, and saw Mo Shulin shook his little head with worried and timid eyes, so Bai Yuming stopped talking.

Mo Shulin didn’t want Bai Yuming to have a conflict with Lifeng City for him.

Turning around to look at Liangji sect’s head again, the Liangji sect’s head avert away from his sights, using silence to convey that he stand at the same side with Yuan Haozhong.

All results have it’s ascendants.

If it weren’t for the pompous and dull Liangji sect’s head, how could there be any follow-up series.

Sometimes, destiny determines the future from it’s beginning.

Bai Yuming was furious. He didn’t even bid his farawell, and took Mo Shulin to leave Riyue Peak first.

Back to Yuexue Peak.

Bai Yuming suddenly transformed back into a rabbit, turning over the grass nest in his cubicle, turned his round body to a long strip, then laid on his back, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

He began to understand the original Bai Yuming’s feeling.

When Mrs. Baiyu was still alive, even if the original Bai Yuming faced thousands of discriminative eyes, he still had a warm embrace behind him to give support and strength, so that the original Bai Yuming felt his rabbit life was meaningful.

Without his master, all of his demon cultivation efforts were completely wiped out.

Although he still enjoyed Yuexue peak’s pure land, no one in the Cultivator Continent would know his existence. Yuexue peak is just a cage to imprison and raise him, not expecting him to shine, but just to have a powerful weapon when demon cultivators invades next time.

Nowadays, what’s the difference between being alive and dead?

At this moment, the fat rabbit and the original Bai Yuming seems to merge completely, can feel the pain of the original Bai Yuming, the loneliness of the original Bai Yuming, and even the despair of wanting to die.

“Master, I made a pot of scented tea. Do you want to taste it?” Mo Shulin’s voice sounded from behind the curtain.

It’s just a very ordinary sentence, but the fat rabbit suddenly felt full of responsibility.

He’s not a nobody, he still has a ten-year-old disciple, how can he has such unnecessary thoughts.

“Want.” The fat rabbit immediately turned over and sat on the grass nest.

The curtain was lifted, and Mo Shulin walked into the cubicle holding a tea with one hand.

The tea tray is placed on the shelf. Mo Shulin poured a cup of tea and put the teacup into the fat rabbit’s arms.

Really a filial disciple.

The fat rabbit held the cup with his paws and felt better after he licked two sips of tea.

Mo Shulin squatted on the ground, staring straight at the chubby fat rabbit licking the tea, his heart was like a cup of honey water, full of sweetness.

“What are you doing?” The fat rabbit noticed he’s being stared with strange eyes.

Mo Shulin realized that his gaze was too excessive, and changed the subject: “Master, you said that I have the most perverted preferences before…”

Hearing Mo Shulin’s words, the fat rabbit’s hands shook and poured the tea directly into his mouth, half of it went into his throat, while the other half fell on the rabbit fur.

The fat rabbit gave a dry cough, ignoring the wet rabbit fur and grass nest.