Best Young Master
Chapter 775 - 686: Break and Stand?_2

Chapter 775: Chapter 686: Break and Stand?_2

Su Liuli nodded her head, silently walking over to the body of Bodhi Wuyin, kneeling on the ground without uttering a word, her heart an enigma.

Seeing this, Ye Fan sighed quietly to himself, then stepping onto the flying shuttle, he rose into the air, flying towards the forest on the east side of the valley to gather some wood to help Chu Xuanji build a cabin, and incidentally to hunt a wild beast for tonight’s dinner.

After nightfall had completely descended, Ye Fan returned to the valley with a pile of wood, while Chu Xuanji had used two short Xuanye Flying Blades to carve out a human-shaped deep pit with soil piled up around its edge.

Su Liuli was still kneeling silently before the body of Bodhi Wuyin, saying nothing.

"Carve me a wooden plank,"

just as Ye Fan began to support the wooden cabin poles, Chu Xuanji suddenly spoke.

"Understood, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan’s heart was clear as a mirror. He immediately selected the finest piece of wood, manipulated the Xuanye Flying Blade to carve out a plank, and handed it to Chu Xuanji.

Chu Xuanji accepted it without a sound, bit his finger, and with his finger as a pen and blood as ink, wrote four words: Tomb of Wuyin!

At this sight, Ye Fan felt an inexplicable pang of heartache and couldn’t help but turn his head away.

Su Liuli was jolted out of her daze, rose to her feet in silence, and stood beside Ye Fan.

Seeing Su Liuli stand up, Chu Xuanji placed down the plank with the bloody writing, then stood up, lifted the lifeless body of Bodhi Wuyin, and returned to the front of the human-shaped pit.

"Wuyin, from now on, I will never leave you again,"

Chu Xuanji, looking down at the already cold Bodhi Wuyin in his arms, spoke slowly, his voice uncharacteristically tender and slightly hoarse.

As his words fell, Chu Xuanji stepped into the human-shaped pit, slowly and gently lowering Bodhi Wuyin’s body into it, then quietly straightened her clothes and disordered hair.

Seeing the usually indifferent Chu Xuanji who seemed to have transformed into someone else, so attentive and gentle, Ye Fan felt an inexplicable discomfort, his eyes reddening, tears spilling out uncontrollably like broken pearls.

It wasn’t just him. Even Su Liuli was moved by the melancholic atmosphere emanating from Chu Xuanji, and she too couldn’t stop her tears from flowing.

Chu Xuanji did not cry.

After he had done all that, just as he was about to fill the pit, catching sight of wildflowers nearby, he quickly walked over to pick some.

Seeing this, Su Liuli wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Ye Fan extending his hand and gently shaking his head, indicating that Chu Xuanji should do this himself.

Su Liuli instantly understood Ye Fan’s intention, saying nothing, merely giving a light nod in response.

It was a good half-hour later before Chu Xuanji covered Bodhi Wuyin’s body with the picked wildflowers and then, with his hands full of soil, scattered it into the pit.

One handful, two handfuls, three handfuls...

Chu Xuanji, like a robot executing a command, mechanically scattered the soil, moving very slowly, until Bodhi Wuyin’s body was no longer visible. Only then did he quicken his pace.

Time passed, and when the pit was finally filled to form a grave mound, Chu Xuanji planted the blood-written plank at the head of the grave.

Having completed all this, he seemed to be completely drained, collapsing weakly to the ground.

"Master!"

Ye Fan, heart torn as if by knives, quickly moved forward to support Chu Xuanji.

"I’m fine, let me talk to Wuyin for a while,"

Chu Xuanji spoke softly, not attempting to get up, just staring blankly at Bodhi Wuyin’s grave.

"Alright!"

Ye Fan bit his lip, nodded in agreement, then pulled Su Liuli to the front of the grave, dropping to his knees and bowing deeply three times.

Afterward, Ye Fan set up a Soundproof Array, then pulled Su Liuli to a nearby spot in silence to build the wooden cabin for Chu Xuanji.

Meanwhile, Chu Xuanji sat blankly in front of the grave, speaking in a low voice, haltingly and intermittently, his voice wholly cut off by the formation, making it impossible for Ye Fan and Su Liuli to hear.

Two hours later, Ye Fan finished helping Chu Xuanji build the wooden cabin, then skinned and cleaned the deer he had killed earlier, roasting it over the fire.

"Master, please eat something,"

After the meat cooked, Ye Fan brought a deer leg to the grave of Bodhi Wu Yin and handed it to Chu Xuanji.

"I’m not eating, you and Miss Su eat it," Chu Xuanji shook his head.

"Master, please have some," Ye Fan urged.

Chu Xuanji still shook his head.

"Sigh..."

Unable to hold back a sigh, Ye Fan returned to Su Liuli’s side with the deer leg, only to find that Su Liuli wasn’t eating either.

Neither Chu Xuanji nor Su Liuli wanted to eat, and Ye Fan himself had lost his appetite. He tossed the deer leg aside, then sat silently on the grass, keeping Chu Xuanji and Su Liuli company.

For the entire night, Chu Xuanji sat in front of Bodhi Wu Yin’s grave and never got up. He also acted very out of character, changing from his usual silence to being a chatterbox, continuously saying something.

Meanwhile, Su Liuli leaned on Ye Fan’s shoulder, staring at the starry sky, in a daze for the whole night.

The next day, as the first ray of dawn light fell upon the valley, Chu Xuanji slowly stood up, his originally straight figure now looking a bit hunched.

He seemed to have aged many years overnight.

This scene, which caught Ye Fan’s eye, felt like a sharp dagger piercing his heart, causing him immense pain.

"Chen Daozang, no matter where you hide, I will find you in the near future, even if I have to dig three feet into the ground!"

Amidst the heartache, Ye Fan faced the morning light, clenched his fists, and silently made a vow.

Then, he opened his fists, quickly walked up to Chu Xuanji, and asked the question he had buried in his heart, "Master, you have only burned the essence of your Gang Qi, your magic cultivation should still be intact, right? Why is your magic cultivation also gone?"

"I used magic in battle, and the Yin Fire was me overexerting, consuming my magic cultivation, driven through the Yanhuang Furnace," Chu Xuanji explained.

"I see."

Hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly realized, then after a moment of thought, he said, "Master, as they say, ’Break and Stand.’ I will give you my ’Nine Heavens Profound Skill’ and ’Flying Sword Skill.’ You can try to cultivate from the beginning, perhaps you will gain something unexpected."

"No need. I’m not planning to cultivate anymore. It’s enough for me to simply accompany Wuyin quietly," Chu Xuanji shook his head, "You and Miss Su should go, don’t worry about me."

"We won’t leave for a short while. Besides, I have already carved the ’Nine Heavens Profound Skill’ and ’Flying Sword Skill’ onto wooden planks," said Ye Fan as he placed several wooden planks carved with the ’Nine Heavens Profound Skill’ and ’Flying Sword Skill’ cultivation techniques beside Chu Xuanji.

"You should go. I want to accompany Wuyin alone."

Seeing this, Chu Xuanji did not stop them, but he did tell Ye Fan and Su Liuli to leave.

"Alright."

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Fan finally agreed to Chu Xuanji’s request.

"I’ve heard a little about what’s going on between you and Miss Su,"

Chu Xuanji glanced at Su Liuli who was not far off and sighed, "She has deep feelings for you. Do not fail her and let her follow in Wuyin’s footsteps. Otherwise, even if you become invincible in the end, you will regret it beyond measure!"

"Yes, from now on, I won’t let her leave my side!"

Ye Fan nodded firmly, taking Chu Xuanji’s advice to heart.

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PS: I really like the character of Chu Xuanji in this book. This Chapter might seem plain, but it’s necessary.

Because, the story of Chu Xuanji is not yet over!

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