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Chapter 309: Who has a son with you
 
    The man inches closer, his thin lips are almost touching her earlobes as he speaks.
 
    From her perspective, Muyan could see the man’s enticing collarbone.
 
    The lines extend into his neckline.
 
    Muyan gulps down, “You’re… also… alright!”
 
    This man is actually using his beauty!
 
    Shameless!
 
    Di Ming Jue leans in a little bit closer still, “Only alright?”
 
    Muyan was barely able to nod, before her body has already been lifted up.
 
    Di Ming Jue has unexpectedly slung her over his shoulder, and with large strides, he proceeds to go into the courtyard.
 
    Muyan is stunned.
 
    She completely didn’t expect that Di Ming Jue would actually do something like this.
 
    “Di Ming Jue, what are you doing? Put me down!”
 
    The corners of Di Ming Jue’s mouth curls up, showing a trace of an evil smirk, “I’ll let you have a good look, and see whether or not I’m only ‘alright’!”
 
    Ying Mei and Han Ye, one is calculating, the other is dumbstruck.
 
    This is the first time that they’ve seen their Jun Shang show such an expression.
 
    So lively, so genuine.
 
    More than that, Jun Shang actually smiled!
 
    “Jun Shang…” Ying Mei unconsciously calls out, “Purgatory Pool…”
 
    The Purgatory Pool requires Di Ming Jue’s command to open.
 
    Di Ming Jue coldly says: “Go prepare the brush, paper and ink. Deliver them into the room!”
 
    After saying that, he doesn’t wait for Ying Mei’s response, as he directly leaves while carrying Muyan.
 
    In the distance, they could hear the voices of the two individuals bickering.
 
    “…I think you haven’t been looking carefully enough yesterday, so you would think that Ben Jun isn’t attractive enough…”
 
    “I was wrong! Jun Shang-daren, you are the most handsome, the most stylish, the most attractive… so there’s no need to look again!”
 
    “Ben Jun thinks it’s better to take another look!”
 
    “Di Ming Jue, don’t go too far! I want to go back and see Xiao Bao!”
 
    “In these days, Ben Jun can naturally teach our son. An excessively caring mother is bad for the child, don’t go and meddle!”
 
    “I’m meddl-… hold on, who has a son with you!”
 
    ……
 
    Bang–!
 
    The room’s door closes with a bang.
 
    Han Ye and Ying Mei are also jolted by that sound, and they stare blankly and look distracted.
 
    It’s only after a long while that Ying Mei turns around to leave.
 
    “Wait, Ying Mei, what are you up to?”
 
    “Purgatory Pool!” Ying Mei says those words, concisely and comprehensively.
 
    “Stupid!” Han Ye hurriedly pulls the other to stop, “Jun Shang clearly means that you don’t need to go to the Purgatory Pool, otherwise, why wouldn’t he give you the token to open it!”
 
    Ying Mei stares blankly. Soon after, he shakes his head, “This is Jun Shang’s order.”
 
    “Jun Shang’s order is to have you deliver brush, ink and paper into the room!” Han Ye hates iron for not being steel, “You lump of wood, don’t you understand? Jun Shang has changed his order to not punish you.”
 
    If you’re really punished, it would offend Miss Jun, and I’m afraid Jun Shang will have to face the consequences.
 
    From the beginning, Jun Shang has been tenaciously eaten by Miss Jun!
 
    Of course, this last sentence is too mutinous, so he doesn’t dare say it.
 
    Ying Mei looks listless for a good while, only to mumble: “This is the first time that Jun Shang has reversed an order.”
 
    Han Ye laughs without worries, “What about this? As long as it involves Miss Muyan, all of Jun Shang’s actions can’t be explained with common sense. There are still so many strange things you’ll come to know in the future!”
 
    Ying Mei stares at the direction where the two has just gone to, the beaming smile on that absolutely gorgeous countenance emerges in his mind.
 
    How can a woman as lively and as confident as she, be so willful and reckless?
 
    However, as it happens, that smiling face is so bright and dazzling, people can’t look away.
 
    Ying Mei lowers his head and grips his wrist. There’s a small flicker of light in his eyes.
 
    Just now, did Miss Jun discover his secret?
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Chapter 308: What are you two doing
 
    “Ying Mei?” Muyan repeats it once, her smiling expression is bright and beautiful, “The person is beautiful, and the name is pleasant. Really, why don’t you think it over and enter my painting? I promise that I can showcase your beauty perfectly.”
 
    Saying that, her hand goes to try and touch Ying Mei’s chest.
 
    A change comes over Ying Mei’s face, and he could no longer care whether or not he might hurt her.
 
    A hand suddenly breaks out in mutiny and turns them over.
 
    The pair suddenly trades their positions.
 
    Muyan is pressed against the wall and Ying Mei is looming over and staring her.
 
    The most compromising aspect is how Muyan’s hands are pinned on both sides of her head.
 
    Ying Mei looks down at her, like he’s about to kiss her at any moment now.
 
    The atmosphere freezes.
 
    Ying Mei abruptly comes to his senses, and just as he’s about to release the other-
 
    He hears a low, cold voice suddenly speak from behind him, “What are you two doing?!”
 
    Ying Mei swiftly turns around, and sees Di Ming Jue in that instant.
 
    His complexion immediately turns white. He bends his knees, and kneels on the ground, “Seeing Jun Shang!”
 
    Di Ming Jue walks over to the pair, one step at a time.
 
    He doesn’t spare a glance towards Ying Mei, but he stares unblinkingly at Muyan.
 
    Han Ye, who came behind Di Ming Jue, is already stuck dumb.
 
    He keeps on holding his body back, as he wants to tremble from fear.
 
    Gods, what did he just see?!
 
    Ying Mei and Miss Jun!!
 
    Heavens! Come and have a huge lightning strike him!
 
    Is Ying Mei insane?
 
    Not liking other women, but actually getting involved with Miss Jun.
 
    Isn’t this courting disaster to himself?
 
    Di Ming Jue’s footsteps finally stop at a place that’s only half a meter away from Muyan.
 
    With the setting sun, the man’s face is not like a mortal’s in its beauty.
 
    But it reveal neither a thread nor a hair of expression.
 
    Then, he repeats his earlier question, “What are you two doing?”
 
    Ying Mei lowers his head, his complexion is deathly pale, his voice hoarse: “Ying Mei has erred, asking Jun Shang for a punishment.”
 
    Di Ming Jue’s expression still doesn’t change, and he merely speaks with indifference: “Enter the Purgatory Pool for a month.”
 
    Hearing this punishment, Han Ye’s face goes white.
 
    Nevertheless, Ying Mei seems to let out a sigh of relief, and he says with a lowered head: “Yes, Jun Shang!”
 
    Saying that, he gets up to leave.
 
    “Wait a moment.” Muyan, who still hasn’t said anything until now, chuckles and blocks Ying Mei’s path.
 
    She looks at Di Ming Jue with a smile that isn’t a smile, the expression not reaching the depths of her eyes, “I’m the one who forced Ying Mei, you should also punish me if you want to punish anyone. This doesn’t have anything to do with Ying Mei.”
 
    The darkness in the depths of Di Ming Jue’s eyes is suddenly like an all-encompassing storm.
 
    The low pressure from his entire body is making Han Ye tremble, and making him wish that he could run away in that instant.
 
    “You–like Ying Mei?” Di Ming Jue steps forward and grabs her by the waist. His voice is practically coated with a murderous intent as they’re squeezed out from his lips and teeth.
 
    The man’s scorching breath hits Muyan in the face, making her momentarily uncomfortable.
 
    She wants to struggle, only to be held closer and tighter by Di Ming Jue.
 
    “Tell me, do you–like Ying Mei?”
 
    Muyan wants to say “What if I do”, but she sees the man’s eyes, and the gods and demons are at work*, for she coughs and says, “I naturally like Ying Mei… I’d like him to enter my painting.”
 
  • *Inexplicable, supernatural
 
    Into a painting?
 
    The cold air around Di Ming Jue suddenly fades away.
 
    As it turns out, Muyan was thinking of having Ying Mei model for a painting.
 
    But when he thinks that this woman actually wants to draw other half-naked people again, his tooth itches in anger.
 
    “You like Ying Mei’s appearance?”
 
    Muyan blinks, “What’s wrong with those looks? The unripe, pretty appearance of a youth is very attractive? And lot of people like it?”
 
    “More attractive than me? People would like it better than mine?”

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Chapter 307: Miss Jun, please have some sense of propriety
    This breath is very different from Mysterious Energy, but it has a terrifying pressure.
    The ice-cold energy seems to condense, and it diffuses through Muyan’s whole body, as well as obstruct her way.
    The youth’s hand grabs on to Muyan’s shoulder, and attempts to drag her back into the courtyard once again.
    Muyan’s eyes darken.
    Her figure crouches a little, and with one spin, one of her hands has grasps the youth’s wrist.
    Just as she’s about to counterattack, she abruptly halts her movements.
    Muyan blinks, and she looks at the young man in front of her for a moment. She has a very strange expression.
    As the youngster in black is about to strike back-
    He watches at the girl directly in front of him curls up the corners of her mouth, and reveals a lazy smirk.
    And his entire person is suddenly taken advantage of.
    No! You can’t say ‘taken advantage of’!
    Rather, her whole body bumps against the youth’s chest.
    All of a sudden, the youth becomes somewhat flustered, so his actions becomes slower by a beat.
    In the next moment, he’s already grabbed by the collar and pressed against the wall.
    Because of this angle,
    The two of them seem to almost be of the same height.
    Muyan leans in closer to look at that pretty face. With an evil smile, she stretches out her hand to caress the youth’s chin, and with a chuckle: “Beauty, what’s your name?”
    The youngster’s face suddenly goes red.
    “Miss… Miss Jun, please have some sense of propriety!”
    Muyan’s smile becomes even more enticing and indolent, “And if I won’t?”
    Saying that, she feels the youth’s chin again, “Oh, this feels really nice.”
    The youngster’s indifferent face almost cracks.
    He reaches out to push the other away, but because of the two of them are really too close to each other, he’s also afraid to hurt Muyan.
    For an instant there’s a look of surprise on that cold and pretty face, along with a trace of unease and anxiousness.
    “Do you want me to release you?” Muyan laughs like a little fox, “Why don’t you tell me your name first? If I don’t get to know the name of this beauty today, I’ll definitely have trouble sleeping the whole night!”
    The youth in black bites his lips and doesn’t speak.
    Muyan’s lips curl up once again, the smile on that vibrant and absolutely gorgeous face becomes even more beguiling.
    “You won’t say? That’s alright! I could see that your body is also pretty good, why don’t you consider to come and model for me? I can draw a portrait of you, the kind without clothes. I guarantee that it will be to your satisfaction.”
    The youth in black is stuck dumb.
    He simply can’t keep on maintaining the calm and indifference on his face.
    “You… as a woman, how can… how can you be this…”
    “This what?”
    Through clenched teeth, the youngster in black says, “You are Jun Shang’s woman, how can you be this… how can you fool around like this!”
    Muyan knits her brows, like she wants to make things more difficult, “But I prefer your kind of beauty ah! I think, you should just let me!”
    Thump–thud–!
    The youth’s entire face is practically burning.
    No matter which continent it is in the the Three Realms, anyone who knows of his identity and feel the chilling and harsh breath from him, they would all be terrified and retreat three day’s march away.
    He… he’s never encountered any woman like the Miss Jun in front of him, so daring and so… absurd!
    But as it happens, this is the person that Jun Shang has placed at the center of his heart.
    In any case, he mustn’t be hurt.
    For a  period of time, he’s trapped in a dilemma, and his heart seems to feel an unprecedented panic and helplessness.
    Unfortunately, Muyan’s hand is still groping around on his clothes, her voice filled with eagerness as she says, “You don’t want to tell me your name, that means you want me to draw you, right? Good choice, I’d also prefer to paint you — without clothes!”
    “Ying Mei! My name is Ying Mei!!”
    The youth couldn’t keep at it anymore, and he promptly opens his mouth to talk, “Miss Jun, please… please conduct yourself with dignity!”

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Chapter 306: Can’t Leave
    Muyan’s lips quirk up, “But Di Ming Jue is making me plant these Dark Clouds Spirit Flower. The seeds can’t possibly grow if I’m in this room, can they?”
    The youngster hesitates for a moment, and ultimately steps out of the way.
    Muyan swaggers out of the room, and goes in front of that medicine field in the courtyard.
    Giving it a thought, she first takes out two seeds and buries them in the soil.
    According to the Book of Supreme Draughts, you only need to wait 6 hours to see if the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower is viable.
    The seeds will show some signs of breaking the ground.
    Time gradually passes by.
    Soon, the sun has shifted from the east to the west, from the scorching sun to a setting one.
    However, the seeds buried in the soil are not showing even the smallest signs of germination.
    Muyan knits her brows, and from inside the space, she takes out a special draught for growing plants.
    She pours a few drops on the place where the seeds are buried.
    But as she probes them with her Mysterious Energy for inspection-
    The seeds in the soil don’t show even a little bit of vitality, but on the contrary, one of them seems to be corroded after touching the draught, the Mysterious Energy contained within slowly fades away as well.
    Muyan frowns a bit.
    Nobody has been able to cultivate these Dark Clouds Spirit Flower for thousands of years. If she wants to succeed, it probably won’t be so easy.
    All of a sudden, an idea flashes through her mind.
    The so-called Shen Musicians are godlike.
    Not only can they use the sound of the zither to confound people’s mind, fight, and aid in martial cultivation-
    They can also refine medicine, craft tools, and even encourage the growth of mysterious plants.
    Muyan remembers one of the Shen Musician skills that she still hasn’t used so far. It’s called [Luxuriant Growth].
    She recalls the explanation of that skill. It’s to give vitality, and it could make a weak life grow stronger.
    Since she hasn’t figured out what this skill is supposed to do, Muyan rarely practices with it.
    At this moment however, she sets thought into motion, and the Tian Mo Qin appears on her hands.
    Gently strumming the strings, the melodious sound of the zither streams along with the setting sun.
    The air seems to fill with the clean fragrance of green bamboo after the rain.
    It makes the surrounding guards around Muyan, the people in black clothes, reveal enchanted expressions.
    Even that handsome youngster looks slightly distracted.
    The dark soil seems to have been infiltrated by the sound of the zither.
    Small green sprouts breaks out, branches slightly shaking – like saying ‘a little bit more, a little bit more of this music’.
    [Luxuriant Growth] really is used to encourage the growth of plants.
    The song has passed.
    The other mysterious plants in the medicine field all look verdant and lush. You can sense their joy by just looking at how they sway and bloom.
    However, only the seeds of the Dark Cloud Spirit Flower that Muyan has planted with her own hands, they still don’t have any reaction.
    For a moment, Muyan is somewhat dismayed.
    She raises her head to look at the color of the sky, and sees that it has already well set into the evening. She turns around to walk towards the exit of the courtyard.
    Before she could take a step out however,
    That young man in black from earlier now appears in front of her like a phantom, blocking her exit.
    “Jun Shang has ordered, Miss Jun can’t leave before the Spirit Flower could bloom.”
    Muyan narrows her eyes, the light within them is a bit dangerous, “If I insist on leaving?”
    After that, she goes on walking with an unhurried pace.
    The youth promptly reaches out to grab her.
    However, what makes the youth’s complexion change color is how the figure, that was just right in front of his eyes-
    In a blink of an eye, it flickers like the moon in the water.
    The youth’s hand is only able to snatch up a piece of cloth.
    Seeing that Muyan is about to leave, the youngster in black has a cold expression, but it’s without any panic.
    A strong, freezing chill spreads through the air.

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Chapter 305: Absolutely! Absolutely will not let you
    The blue eyes becomes cloudy with a layer of water, the small form curls up, appearing unspeakably aggrieved and hurt.
    Di Ming Jue watches as the little boy in front of him looks like this, and his heart is indescribably stifled, and uncomfortably restless.
    “You’re a big man, how can you cry?”
    He extends his hand to awkwardly and crudely rub the tears off of Xiao Bao’s face.
    He then offhandedly sits down on the chair at the side, arranging Xiao Bao on his lap.
    “Well, don’t cry. Later, don’t stick to your mother. If you want to get stronger, Ben Jun can teach you.”
    Xiao Bao’s thick and long eyelashes are like crow feathers, still dewy and damp with tears.
    Gently trembling as they lift up, revealing a pair blue eyes that are exactly the same as Di Ming Jue’s.
    He looks at the man holding him.
    He feels that this normally annoying lecher seems somewhat different today.
    His hug is awfully warm, and it has the same scent as that father in that dream.
    “Why would you teach me?”
    Di Ming Jue is frowning as he looks at the food laid out on the table.
    It’s cold. One look could tell him that it would be very difficult to swallow.
    How could a child eat these?
    He lifts up a hand, and the food on the table disappears.
    Changing it to several bowls of savory, steaming warm food. One sniff could whet the appetite.
    “First, eat.” Di Ming Jue says coldly.
    His tone seems to be that of a command, but for the first time, Xiao Bao doesn’t argue with him.
    Instead, he picks up the bowl and chopsticks.
    He just sits on the man’s hold, and uses the chopsticks to pick the food.
    The delicious food enters his stomach, along with its heat. It warms up his body.
    The loneliness, panic and forlorn from being all alone in this room just a moment ago – at this moment, they all disappear without a trace.
     Di Ming Jue waits until he finishes eating, and only then does he say: “I can teach you martial arts, even teach you the Xiuzhen mind discipline, practices that surpass the limits of the Yanwu Continent.”
    Xiao Bao sets down the tableware, and he lets out a satisfied burp.
    The jade-white little face is blushing bright red from embarrassment.
    However, he very quickly tightens up his face and asks, “What are you plotting?”
    “Plotting?” Di Ming Jue coldly humphs, “Sooner or later, Muyan will become Ben Jun’s wife, and you will be my son, the future master of the Polar Domain. Ben Jun naturally wants to properly educate you. Otherwise, you would go and lose Ben Jun’s face.”
    Xiao Bao’s face turns red all of a sudden, and he angrily says: “Niangqin isn’t yours!”
    “Saying so much, you don’t want to study from Ben Jun?”
    A change comes over Xiao Bao’s complexion. His long eyelashes slightly trembles, showing the confusion in his mind.
    In the end, he clenches a tiny fist, loudly saying: “Alright, I will learn from you. But I’ll definitely find niangqin myself, and take her back.”
    Saying that, he shakes his little fist, “Niangqin is mine! Absolutely, absolutely won’t let you!”
    ===
    Muyan stays inside the room for a while, finding that the door couldn’t be opened at all.
    What’s even weirder is that lock. It doesn’t budge even if she uses 100% of her cultivation.
    Since she can’t do anything, Muyan has no choice but to go back to bed and sleep.
    Early the next morning, someone has brought her some toiletries and breakfast.
    Only, it’s a pity for her that the cook for today’s breakfast seems to be a different individual.
    It’s not as delicious as last night’s dinner.
    Stretching a bit, Muyan gets up to walk out of the door.
    As soon as she steps out, a pair of hands blocks the way in front of her.
    Before her eyes is a juvenile in black clothes, with a pretty face, red lips and white teeth, and not the slightest bit of facial expression.
    It’s even colder than Di Ming Jue’s.
    “Miss, the Master said that you can’t leave here for the time being.” even the voice is frosty. Sweet-sounding, but without the up and down undulations of any emotion.

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Chapter 304: Give Niangqin back to me
    I am a handicapped person, what can I offer you?
    Yan Haotian raises his head and closes his eyes, preventing the sourness from spilling out from within them.
    When he opens his eyes again, his face has already restored to its usual icy, freezing decisiveness.
    He steadily raises his hands to his chest, and he gestures the words that he wants to say.
    “Feng Haitang, do you absolutely want me to say it more clearly? I don’t like you anymore. When your Feng family threw stones at those who had fallen down a well, when my marriage contract was broken at the time that I was at my most desperate, I didn’t love you anymore. When I see you, I would remember my miserable and downtrodden past. I hope that you’ll never appear in front of me again. Do… you understand?”
    On where she stands, Feng Haitang is suddenly stumped for words, her complexion becomes progressively paler.
    Her voice is weak and trembling, “Haotian, you… you’re only saying these words to deceive me, aren’t you? You just want me to give up, don’t you?”
    “Whatever you say.” Yan Haotian is as expressionless as before, using sign language to say the opposite of what he feels, “but it’s impossible for me to be with you, and I hope you won’t pester me anymore. Otherwise, it would make things very difficult for me as I do my job in front of the Miss.”
    Saying that, he doesn’t look at Feng Haitang’s eyes as he turns and leaves.
    Feng Haitang could no longer hold the tears back, and they roll down from the corners of her eyes.
    A broken-hearted cry spills out from her lips.
    And so she didn’t discover the gaze of the man walking ahead of her, his expression when he turns around to look at her.
    Such pain, longing, guilt, and love, but also… a tearing desperation.
    ===
    After Feng Haitang left, Xiao Bao dazedly sits by the candle-flame for a while.
    Soon after, he tightens his little fist and climbs down from the chair, and he jumps up to the bed.
    He operates the Internal Force through his body, and he starts to cultivate.
    He won’t go to sleep for the entire night. He wants to work his hardest to become stronger, so he could take his mother back.
    “With just this level cultivation, you will never be able to surpass me.”
    A deep and low male voice echoes in the room, making Xiao Bao abruptly raise his head.
    Then, he sees that nasty man!
    That lecher who took his mother away!
    “Give Niangqin back to me!!”
    The small form shoots out like a cannonball, the powerful Internal Force forms a vortex, its might boundless.
    In the next moment however–
    With a puff, all of that Internal Force is like an air sac that has been punctured, dissipating until there’s nothing left.
    And Di Ming Jue has caught Xiao Bao in his hands.
    Holding him by the collar, like one lifts up a little monkey.
    Di Ming Jue has an expressionless face as he looks at the other, “I have to say, you’re only at this level and you want to surpass Ben Jun. It’s no more than a pipe dream.”
    “Let me go!” Xiao Bao does his best to struggle, but he simply can’t break free from the man’s hold, “Scoundrel, return my niangqin back to me!”
    Di Ming Jue snorts, and there’s a trace of contempt in his eyes, “You say that you want to get stronger and protect your mother, but in reality, you can only be dependent on her and stick to her. Letting her be distracted for you, she will never be able break through her shackles and advance because of you, won’t she?”
    Xiao Bao is startled, and his tiny form stops struggling.
    A hint of anxiousness and grievance appears in his big blue eyes, “I’m not!”
    He’s not a distraction for niangqin, he’s not preventing his niangqin from advancing.
    However, is he really not?
    Over the years, his mother has spent far more time on him, than on herself.
    Niangqin’s cultivation is clearly stuck in the middle of the Precelestial realm, and she can’t advance by an inch.
    However, she doesn’t mind it at all. Instead, every day, she plays the zither, refines draughts, and thinks of ways to make him breakthrough at a steady pace.
    He doesn’t help with his niangqin’s hardships, nor does he protect her.
    Instead, because of him, she is…

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Chapter 303: I don’t deserve you
    A child without a father.
    As a result, such a small child has to learn to be strong, to constantly work hard, wanting to use his young and tender hands to protect his mother.
    She didn’t think about it when the Miss was still around. But now her lady is missing, and that leaves this child to his lonesome.
    Although there’s not the tiniest expression on the Little Master’s face-
    Feng Haitang feels that in such a big room, the little figure seems so lonely and frail.
    Making people wish they could bring him everything that’s best in the world.
    Feng Haitang still wants to speak, but she’s interrupted by Yan Haotian, taking her away from the room.
    The room is still dimly lit by the candle flame like before, and there’s the shadow of a frail child on the window’s paper screen, appearing so pitiful.
    Feng Haitang can’t help but tighten her hold on Yan Haotian’s hand, quietly saying: “Haotian, it would be good if in the future, our children would be half as sensible and smart as the Little Master.”
    Hearing those words, the light in Yan Haotian’s eyes suddenly dims down.
    He stubbornly lets go of Feng Haitang’s hand, shaking his head at her. There’s a wooden expression on his face.
    He turns around and walks away.
    “Haotian!” Feng Haitang couldn’t bear it anymore, and she takes two or three steps to go in front of him. Her eyes are firmly fixed on him, and there’s a stubborn expression on her face. However, the rims of her eyes are slightly red, “Yan Haotian, until when do you want to keep on avoiding? Don’t you understand my intentions, don’t you believe me? The time that we’ve both wasted, isn’t it quite enough?”
    She steps forward and grabs the man’s hand. At this moment, a deep and painful expression of attachment shows on her normally cool and elegant face: “Haotian, I’m begging you, don’t push me away anymore, and stop pretending that I’m invisible, okay?”
    Yan Haotian closes his eyes.
    He doesn’t dare look at her face.
    This face is too young, too beautiful.
    She deserves the best man, she deserves a better future.
    Instead of-, instead of wasting time on him, an ugly man who’s already deformed, someone without a future.
    Yan Haotian shrugs her hand off, he slowly motions what he wants to say.
    “Don’t say this again, I don’t deserve you. It’s impossible for us.”
    This sign language is something that he started learning after following Muyan.
    He learned it very quickly, and it makes it very easy to communicate with the Miss, the Little Master, and the people of the Ink Camp.
    Nowadays, even though he still couldn’t speak, he can live like an ordinary person.
    However, this isn’t enough.
    Now and in the future, he could no longer utter the name “Haitang”, he could no longer comfort her when she is sad, nor laugh with her when she is happy.
    The way he is, how can he be worthy of the woman before his eyes?
    “It’s not up to you to say whether you deserve me or not!”
    Feng Haitang emotionally grabs him by the sleeves, and she can’t help but raise her voice, “You clearly like me, and I like you too, we are harmonious as a couple. The Miss and the Little Master, the people around us will all give us their blessings – so why? Why do you want to callously push me away?”
    Yan Haotian’s hand shakes, but he soon signs a sentence once more, “You will find a man who is thousands times better than me.”
    “But I don’t want any of those men, I only want you!” there’s a tremble in Feng Haitang’s voice, and she abruptly reaches out and hugs him tightly, “Yan Haotian, do you still not understand? I, Feng Haitang, will only love you in this life. In my eyes, no other man can compare to you!”
    Yan Haotian’s body stiffens.
    He uses all his strength to stop himself from taking her into his arms.
    Haitang… Haitang… Haitang… why are you stubborn? Why are you so adamant?

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Chapter 302: Xiao Bao’s Birth Father
    That confident tone, it’s as if it’s impossible that she won’t marry him.
    Can this man still be even more overbearing?
    Muyan grits her teeth, “The one I like is Xiao Bao’s biological father. Except for him, I won’t marry anyone. Just give up on this idea!”
    In any case, she has already raised this “Xiao Bao’s biological father” tiger flag, she doesn’t mind using it again, a little more thoroughly.
    Sure enough, Di Ming Jue’s eyes deepens after hearing those words.
    The air in the room seems to have completely sunk into a gloom.
    If seeing Muyan be in the same room with those half-naked wild men could make Di Ming Jue burn with pure jealousy-
    Every time that person is mentioned, “Xiao Bao’s real father”, it’s as if his heart is being ruthlessly slashed.
    He couldn’t breath from the pain.
    That’s because Di Ming Jue knows, those ** men, no matter how close they are to Muyan, they haven’t entered her heart.
    As Muyan said, those men are merely pieces of art in her eyes.
    However, Xiao Bao’s father had genuinely been involved in Muyan’s life.
    They even have a crystallization of that life.
    Simply looking at how Muyan loves Xiao Bao, he can imagine how much she loves Xiao Bao’s father.
    How sweet was the past that those two had?
    And that past is something that he can never share.
    At this thought, Di Ming Jue could feel a suffocating pain.
    He detests himself, why didn’t he seek for the prophesied Woman of Destiny much earlier?
    If he found Muyan five years earlier, he could have completely possessed this woman.
    Wouldn’t he be the only one in Muyan’s life?
    The man’s departing back appears indescribably lonely and desolate.
    It makes Muyan’s heart feel a sense of pity.
    However, the moment she comes back to her senses, those specks of pity completely change into rage.
    Scoundrel, Di Ming Jue!
    He’s actually really locking her up!
    ===
    The sky has already sank into darkness.
    Junji Medical Center, there’s still a dim light in Muyan’s room.
    “Little Master, do you want me to keep you company as you sleep?” Feng Haitang looks at the little boy’s cold, jade-carved face before her, and she can’t help but open her mouth to ask.
    Xiao Bao shakes his head, the handsome little face is as expressionless as before, “You go back to rest.”
    Feng Haitang nods, but she still can’t help but glance at him in concern.
    Ever since she started following her lady, Feng Haitang’s daily task had been to take care of Muyan and Xiao Bao’s diet and schedule.
    She herself has a cold temperament, and she’s not good with words. However, her heart’s admiration and gratitude towards Muyan grows with each passing day.
    After following by Muyan’s side, she’s come to know how superb are the medical skills of this girl, who’s even younger than her.
    Yan Haotian’s injuries back then, without Muyan’s treatment-
    Maybe now, don’t even say anything about recovering his past cultivation, even surviving would have been extremely difficult.
    And at this time, the Ink Camp’s people are fighting for the special draughts, perhaps with all their might.
    However, Muyan isn’t stingy towards her, Yan Haotian, and Ru Yan’s group – not even a little bit.
    Those specials draughts that people break their heads fighting over outside, to them, it’s like candy that they can eat casually.
    Feng Haitang is brimming with gratitude towards Muyan, so she’s even more diligent in looking after the Little Master.
    And you can say that this Little Master before her eyes is the most refined, most remarkable, and most sensible child under the sun.
    Other four-year-old children may be vexed and throw a tantrum as they roll about.
    But he is already so thoughtful that it makes people feel distressed.
    His hard work and conscientiousness in his daily cultivation is making her, an adult, feel ashamed of being inferior.
    But because of this, Feng Haitang can’t say how sorry she feels for this child.

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Chapter 301: Xiao Bao is naturally Ben Jun’s son
    Muyan snaps her eyes wide open, “What do you want me to cultivate?”
    “The Dark Clouds Spirit Flower.”
    “Do you know that no one has been able to cultivate this Spirit Flower for this past thousands of years?”
    “Naturally.”
    Muyan glares at the man’s cold and unperturbed face, “And you still want me to cultivate the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower? When no one has been able to do it for several millennia, what makes you think that I can do it?”
    Just as her voice falls, the man’s hand grabs her by the waist, bringing her in his embrace.
    “If it’s impossible, then you can only stay by my side forever, don’t even think of taking a single step to leave!”
    Muyan wrinkles her brows, “Are you toying with me?”
    The warm lips curve down, but the man’s next words in that low voice makes the welling anger in her heart, to be inexplicably drained away.
    “I am not. I believe that you…” he lowers his head to her delicate, translucent-as-jade earlobes, like he wants to nip at it, but also like he wants to simply brush by it, “Even if it’s impossible to everyone under the heaven, I believe that my Muyan… can do it.”
    The low murmured statement is like a feather.
    Muyan’s steady mind secretly say that she mustn’t be manipulated by this beautiful man!
    She looks at the seeds on her hands, then thinks that maybe Di Ming Jue needs this seeds, so he wants her to lend him a hand?
    In any case, she still owes him a few favors.
    There’s no harm in giving it a try.
    What’s more, she’s also very interested in the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower of the legends.
    “I can try to cultivate the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower.” Muyan raises her head to look at Di Ming Jue, “but I won’t stay here. Xiao Bao is still waiting for me back home. You could wait to come again and pick up this flower after seven days.”
    Who would’ve expected that Di Ming Jue would still shake his head, “You have to stay here and cultivate the Spirit Flower. You can’t be distracted by anything.”
    Muyan frowns, “Without me, Xiao Bao can have nightmares in his sleep.”
    “Humph!” Di Ming Jue snorts, and he shows a dissatisfied expression, “A big man, and he still needs to stick to someone to sleep, how unbecoming.”
    Listening to him criticize her son, Muyan’s mood goes sour, “What big man, my son is only four years old!”
    A four year old child liking to nest in his mother’s embrace and act spoiled, isn’t that normal?
    Besides, her baby is still so well-behaved. Except for wanting to stick to her during bedtime, he’s not unruly at all.
     “When you were four, you still don’t know how to play in the mud! What qualifications do you have to talk about my Xiao Bao?”
    Actually daring to say that her son is unbecoming!
    Di Ming Jue faintly looks distant, “Ben Jun was three years old, and I was already thrown into the mountains to practice alone for three months. Say, does Ben Jun have any basis to speak?”
    “Eh…” Muyan is suddenly at a loss for words.
    The expression in her eyes is somewhat mercurial.
    At the age of three, he was already thrown into the mountains to practice alone for three months.
    Although her baby also grew up in the mountains, still, practicing alone for three months-
    She absolutely couldn’t bear for Xiao Bao to suffer this kind of hardship.
    Could it be that this man’s parents could bear it?
    How can a three-year-old child struggle and suffer in the mountains, and come out alive?
    An unfamiliar emotion wells up in her mind, apparently somewhat distressed for this seemingly invincible man in front of her.
    However, she listens to Di Ming Jue continue to speak: “Xiao Bao will be Ben Jun’s son, as well as the future master of the Polar Domain. If he can’t take this matter upon himself, how can he be up to the task.”
    Muyan’s mouth spasms.
    Whatever distress she had, they all float away like clouds.
    “Who said that Xiao Bao would be your son?”
    Di Ming Jue bends down, a small huskiness in his voice, “You are destined to be Ben Jun’s wife in the future, Xiao Bao is naturally Ben Jun’s son.”

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Chapter 300: What the hell?!
    Confronted with such interrogation and anger, Muyan has a somewhat stupid expression.
     For quite a while, she can only lift up her brows, then she slowly asks: “No… you’re the first one who left without saying goodbye, right?”
    The light in Di Ming Jue’s eyes abruptly congeals.
    This phrase swirls within his brain for a long time, until he could understand what it means.
    No! He still doesn’t understand!
    “When did Ben Jun leave without saying goodbye?!!”
    Muyan blinks, “One night, I went into your courtyard but there’s no one there and the place is empty. There’s a lot of dust that has accumulated. From the first month, there’s hasn’t been any news from you, isn’t that… leaving without a goodbye?”
    Di Ming Jue’s expression goes sluggish for a split second, then he gnashes his teeth in fury, like he wants to swallow someone whole.
    “Han Ye–!!!”
    If Han Ye is in front of him right now, Di Ming Jue swears that he would’ve torn the man into eighteen chunks, each of which would be minced and fed to the dogs.
    But the burning anger is slowly extinguished.
     Soon after, he bubbles up with an indescribable ecstasy.
    “So, because I didn’t say goodbye, you left?” Di Ming Jue asks softly.
    In Muyan’s mind: you’re overthinking it. When I left, it was to go and see my father and brother.
    But meeting the man’s hopeful and expectant look, she doesn’t know why, but the words are stuck on her throat. In any case, she can’t say it.
    Undoubtedly, the majestic Jun Shang is unmatched, be it in identity or status.
    But of all people, he’s showing an expression like that of a child wanting some candy. Looking at him could make people want to spoil him.
    Muyan coughs a little, “In brief, the misunderstanding has now been explained and made clear. I can go back now, I presume.”
    “Out of question!” on this issue, Di Ming Jue’s face gets gloomy once again.
    Saying something like he left without notice so she was deeply hurt (she didn’t say that!!) – it’s all just to deceive him.
    She just wants to go back and hang out with those other wild men.
    Muyan is dumbfounded, “What do you want? Just lock me up like this?”
    Di Ming Jue’s eyes darkens: If possible, I really want to lock you up and make you stay by my side for a lifetime.
    However, he doesn’t say what’s on his mind. Instead, he turns over his wrist, and seven dark beads appear on the hollow of his palm.
    These seven spheres are quite strange, as they give off a faint medicinal scent and earthy aroma.
    “This are seeds of the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower.” Di Ming Jue drawls.
    Hearing the words ‘Dark Clouds Spirit Flower’, Muyan’s pupil’s contract.
    It’s practically extinct in the Yanwu Continent. Ever since it has been recorded, no one has ever seen this Dark Clouds Spirit Flower, much less know about what it does.
    Muyan has only come to know of this Spirit Flower because she’s seen it in the Supreme Draught Classics that Xiao Bao found.
    One of the formulas in it requires the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower.
    And because of the special nature of this plant, it has detailed descriptions inside the ancient book.
    From its germination, until it blossoms and withers, it only lasts for a period of seven days.
    As a result, it’s also known as “The Seven-day Flower”.
    However, this seven-day flower, nobody could cultivate it for thousands of years.
    Don’t even mention the Yanwu Continent, even in the Xiuzhen Continent, it’s said that it has already been an awfully long time that nobody is able grow this Spirit Flower.
    Muyan looks at Di Ming Jue, not understanding why he took out those seeds.
    While she’s being suspicious, she hears the sound of man’s low and magnetic voice, dark and seductive.
    “As long as you can cultivate one Dark Clouds Spirit Flower, and use this jade box to collect the flower, I will let you go back.”
    Saying that, he places the seven seeds, along with the jade box, within her hands.
    What the hell?!

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Chapter 299: Have me warm your bed?
    His remaining clothes are conspicuously thin, and stripping them off would reveal flesh.
    That thin waist and long legs, added to that face that could entice all living things-
    This man is simply an evildoer!
    Di Ming Jue pulls her hands and pushes it on his waistband, his low voice is indecent, “Didn’t Muyan say that she wants to record perfection? Ben Jun’s body still hasn’t been completely revealed to you!”
    Indeed! Evildoer!
    Muyan’s entire body bursts into red, and her nose even tickles and heats up.
    Her gaze doesn’t dare go and glance at that place below the man’s waist.
    She forcefully pulls out a smile: “There… there’s no need to paint, hey that, what was that food you prepared? The taste was really good. Which restaurant did it come from? I also want to go and eat with Xiao Bao next time!”
    Di Ming Jue halts his movements, then he narrows his eyes. He has an impenetrable expression as he looks at her, “You like it?”
    “I like it!” Muyan nods without hesitation, “It’s much more delicious compared to what my cooks make! If it’s possible, I want to eat it everyday!  Even if it’s expensive, I’d still agree to it.”
    For some reason, Muyan feels that after she said these words,
    The man in front of her seems to have a much better mood.
    The chilling ice and snow in his eyes seem to melt away, “Your wishes shall be realized.”
    “So which restaurant is it?”
    How can my wishes be realized if you won’t tell me the name of the restaurant?
    “Or is it that, it’s from your personal kitchen?” Muyan licks her lips, looking like she’s craving, “Can I borrow the cook for two days?”
    Such delicious food, she must have Xiao Bao taste it as well.
    The man leans down towards her, red-hot breath falling on the lips she just licked.
    The girl’s lips are still red and swollen, telling of his abuse just a moment ago, and that sweet taste.
    And at this moment, Di Ming Jue just wants to bully her again.
    All of a sudden, Muyan’s breathing becomes somewhat chaotic, and she promptly takes a step back, “Can’t lend for two days? How about a day?”
    Di Ming Jue takes a deep breath and presses down the violently surging desire in his heart. Only then does he slowly say: “You can borrow for a lifetime!”
    Muyan suddenly opens her eyes wide.
    It’s just, the smile still hasn’t reached up to her beautiful peach-blossom eyes,
    As she hears the man’s low voice: “But not now.”
    Muyan thinks that Di Ming Jue still hates to part with this cherished personal chef.
    So she just smiles lazily and says: “It doesn’t matter. For the sake of delicious food, I can wait. Since there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”
    Before she could take a step outside however,
    The man’s figure is like a phantom, moving in front of her within a blink of an eye.
    The eyes that had acquired a trace of warmth just a moment ago, now have become gloomy once again.
    “Who said that you can go?”
    Muyan raises her brows, “Then what do you want? Have me warm your bed? But Jun Shang, with your good looks, there should be a lot of women who would want to warm your bed!”
    “Jun! Mu! Yan!” Di Ming Jue is finally at the end of his patience, and he almost roars her name.
    “You haven’t changed, you didn’t even leave a single word, you just disappeared before my eyes and left. Now you’re asking me what I want? Jun Muyan, woman, are you heartless?!”
    Her arm is suddenly held back, and the man’s fiery eyes are are in front of her.
    Those eyes have a frustration, of extreme longing, resentment and jealousy.
    This woman, even if she leaves without telling him, even if she never missed him-
    But she actually, actually still went to look at other men’s naked bodies.
    Heaven knows that when Di Ming Jue saw that scene, the Immortal Force within his body almost went out of control and exploded, nearly ruining the entire Yanwu Continent.
    Confronted with such interrogation and anger, Muyan has a somewhat stupid expression.

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Chapter 298: Want to record me
    Muyan originally wanted to resist.
    However, her nose is flooded with the man’s rich and alluring scent.
    Her breath is plundered, lips and teeth are violated.
    For a moment, she becomes muddleheaded, her body seems to be burning with a fire.
    It’s as if her soft body has turned into water, and it’s only relying on the man’s imprisonment that it doesn’t fall down.
    There’s even an absurd thought that’s inexplicably coming to the surface of her mind.
    This man, the first time they met, his kissing technique was obviously extremely unskilled.
    How did he practice in the short span of these past few months?
    He could actually muddle her head with a kiss!
    ……
    Who knows how much time has passed.
    Di Ming Jue reluctantly releases the now-swollen lips, and he gives a few soft kisses on the the moist corners.
    “These days, you… didn’t you miss Ben Jun?”
    The man’s dark, husky voice contains a deep desire, and boundless hope and expectation.
    “Eh…” Muyan goes silent for a moment.
    If she says that she didn’t think about him, will she get killed?
    Sure enough, she just doesn’t say anything and Di Ming Jue’s complexion immediately turns as black as a pot!
    Fingers firmly buckle her chin, and he says through gritted teeth: “You’re a woman without conscience!”
    Muyan almost couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes.
    Who are you to this Miss? Why should I miss you?
    Di Ming Jue really wants to teach this person a firm lesson. However, seeing the snow-like countenance, those pair of clever eyes, beautiful like the rippling waters that reflect the light of the moon – he can’t move a hand!
    This woman was born to overthrow him!
    Muyan puts her clothes in order, as they’ve become somewhat messy from the passion from earlier, “I’ve been out for a long time already. I should go back.”
    All of a sudden, a dense killing intent and indignation surges up violently from the depths of Di Ming Jue’s eyes, “Go back?”
    “Why do you want to go back? Going to fool around with those improperly-dressed wild men?”
    The man’s voice is hoarse and gloomy, like a volcano that’s about to erupt from suppressed emotions. There’s even an almost imperceptible trace of grievance.
    Muyan doesn’t know why-
   Being stared at by those eyes in such a way, being questioned in such a voice… she actually, inexplicable feels a little guilty.
    “Cough… how can you say that I’m fooling around?” she forces a laugh, “Didn’t you see that I was teaching my apprentice how to paint? A man’s strong, healthy, and imposing body is the perfect work of art, it deserves to be recorded. How can you think of it so dirtily like that?”
    “The perfect work of art? Deserves to be recorded?”
     The man’s good-looking eyebrows slowly go up, those brows are inclined to enter the hair on his temples. It just flaunts the man’s incomparable hegemony.
    However, his movements render Muyan stupefied.
    He grabs her hand and presses it to his chest, his voice low and husky, with a trace of sexuality, “Then Muyan wants to go and record my body?”
    She doesn’t know when his lapels have have been pulled open, exposing the firm chest muscles inside.
    Muyan’s little hand is caught and pressed against that skin, the burning temperature almost makes her cry out and flee.
    When she saw those bare bodies from the Ink Camp, she was definitely looking at them in relish.
    She didn’t feel any shyness at all.
    But looking at this man’s form, and even more, to record it with a brush…
    Muyan’s cheeks suddenly turn into a red that could almost drip out.
    And Di Ming Jue has already grabbed her hands, untying his clothes.
    The outer garment slips off, and the clothes under it are wide open.
    This time, it doesn’t just expose the man’s erotic chest, but it also reveals his perfect abdominal muscles and waist lines.
    The man is very imposing and arrogant, and his figure is tall, straight and lean.
    Taking his clothes off, you can see a layer of muscles wrapping around his whole body. It seems to contain a limitless power.