Published: March 9, 2025
Chu Yang smiled and said, "Isn't that Miss Xie Danfeng? The two of them are inseparable on usual days. If it weren't for the battle against the heavenly demons this time, with such great risks, they wouldn't be temporarily separated. Hmm, in a few days, they will come to attend to Master and show their filial piety."
Meng Chaoran's thoughts turned, recalling the first encounter between himself, Tan Tan, and Miss Xie Danfeng. He couldn't help but smile gently and then chuckled lightly, "Both of you brothers have a close confidante by your side, making your journey not lonely. Now, it seems Master can't deny his old age anymore!"
He suddenly shivered.
What troubled him the most was that the two had become a couple, and would come to attend to him and show their filial piety... just the thought of it sent chills down his spine. Meng Chaoran stroked his beard, thinking: If they take care of me for a few days, will I be able to ascend to the heavens?
That really would not be able to kill me, but it could drive me crazy...
Chu Yang smiled awkwardly, "Master, don't say that. How could you be old? Anyone who dares to say that must be blind!"
Meng Chaoran maintained a faint smile, gently shaking his head. His gaze drifted to the void, filled with self-deprecation and a bit of pride as he softly said, "Back then... for two consecutive years, the first year, I found a baby in a snowstorm at an ancient temple, and the second year, I found another baby below a cliff. Now, both babies have grown up... hehehe..."
Meng Chaoran's eyes were misty as he said, "All my efforts in this half of my life have been poured into these two babies. But even if they were to kill me, I would never have imagined that one of these babies would become the Nine Calamity Sword Master, dominating the Nine Heavens world; while the other would become the first Demon King of the Three Star Holy Clan, feared by all. Others cultivate someone to be a supreme among men at best, but what I cultivated are a sword and a demon—the king of swords, the king of demons..."
Meng Chaoran lowered his head and looked at Chu Yang, "Yangyang, do you know how proud Master should be in this lifetime? Who in this world could be luckier than me? Who wouldn't envy me?"
Chu Yang also smiled warmly and said, "Yes, yes, even if others wanted a disciple like this, they wouldn't be able to find one even if they broke their heads. Yet Master casually picked them up, one each year. It's no big deal. I suspect you must have been slacking off back then; otherwise, wouldn't you have picked up a dozen legends, miracles, or wonders over the years?"
Meng Chaoran burst into laughter, the lightness returning.
"I have you two disciples; what more could I ask for in this life?" Meng Chaoran chuckled, "Tonight, I must drink with Hanwu to celebrate this!"
Chu Yang felt a pang in his heart and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Disciple has some good news to tell Master this time. The soul-reviving grass that Mistress needs, I have already obtained."
Meng Chaoran's eyes lit up, "Really?"
A hint of color suddenly appeared on his pale face.
Chu Yang couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.
This was the first time in so many years that he saw Master show such excitement. It was evident how important Ye Chuchen was in Meng Chaoran's heart.
"However, this matter is not solely due to my efforts. It is actually thanks to Mistress's nephew, Night Slaying Rain. He spent a whole year searching for this spiritual medicine, going through countless hardships. Finally, he found it, but due to the catastrophe facing the Ye Family, Night Slaying Rain had to stay at home to guard the tomb and couldn't personally deliver it to Mistress, so he entrusted it to me." Of course, Chu Yang had no idea that by the time he mentioned this, Night Slaying Rain had already gone missing...
"I see, heaven blesses us," Meng Chaoran said, his face showing joy, but then he sighed deeply, "If Chuchen could wake up and learn that the Ye Family is no more, and that Hanwu has long gone... I truly do not know how saddened she would be..."