The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side

Chapter 52

Chapter 52: Even though I desire to press Master under my body and ravish you every day, Master still thinks...

Translator: DragonRider

Hearing those murderous words, Gu Yunjue just looked up slowly and cupped his chin drowsily, chuckling, "I'm also looking forward to it."

As those words were spoken, the other paused a while out of shock. Apparently, he hadn't thought this youngster should react like that. Generally speaking, the threatening words would leave psychological trauma or even internal devil to those faced with a powerful enemy.

Wei Huaitong indulged himself in the illusion, 'Killing Gu Yunjue directly won't bring enough pain to Mu Chen. Instead, Mu Chen should be tortured by endless desperation from the annihilation of his little disciple's talent and vigor, seeing this treasure wither into waste and age faster than Mu Chen himself.'

He was so dying to ravage Mu Chen's nerves and to see overwhelming pains appear on the chilling face.

Pitifully, that was just the figment of his imagination. Gu Yunjue sit still in the place, looking at him with a faint sneer, "Ludicrous! How come I fear some stray dog that didn't even dare to bring your real body into light?"

'He should see through me not presenting with my real body! The more talented Gu Yunjue is, the more distressed and resentful Mu Chen will be on seeing his disciple destroyed!'

Wei Huaitong wasn't irritated by GU's words but sneered with much interest, his hoarse voice so grating on ears like a hard object scraping across a jade plate. "Little imp, you are really upstart!"

'As to a little cultivator of Core Formation Stage, even my divine soul is sufficient to ruin his cultivation. Flippant as he is, this ignorant upstart is after all unaware of the world's immensity.'

Gu Yunjue knitted his brows and summoned out Black Egg, uttering in all earnestness, "There should be someone with a voice even coarse than yours. The Creator is marvelous indeed!"

"Chirp! Chirp!" Black Egg fluttered its wings passionately as if it was telling Gu Yunjue 'The soul of the black-dressed man must be delicious! Go get him! Go get him!'

Gu's words had stabbed the most sensitive spot at Wei Huaitong who had become so miserable and pathetic since he had been disclosed by Mu Chen and thrown into the De-devil Cliff in his young age. Thinking of the past decades when he had been trapped under the gloomy bluff, he squinted the blood-colored eyes and stretched his hand toward Gu Yunjue.

At the back of his hand, a long scar extended ferociously into the black sleeves, resembling a haughty centipede as well as a deadly claw.

Seeing the man approaching, Gu Yunjue raised his eyebrows and curved the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the man was blocked by a transparent membrane before he could touch Gu and immediately a cluster of 'white butterflies' flew out of the membrane.

It turned out the Nine Yin Dark Fire had locked on Wei Huaitong as the target, with one part of it guarding beside Gu Yunjue while the other part pouncing toward the man. Wei Huaitong reacted from the defense quickly and set a boundary around himself at once. But unexpectedly, the fire just burnt the boundary through and twined around him unyieldingly as if it was a resentful creature that wouldn't stop burning until the man turned into ashes.

Feeling the pains of his divine soul being scorched, Wei Huaitong was astounded for a while because he hadn't thought the fire should not spare even a divine soul, like parasitic maggots sticking to rotten bones till the very end!

More and more butterflies were generated from the burning fire and encircled Wei Huaitong, which was so scorching that his divine soul rolled into a ball with screams but incurred a bigger fire incinerating even more fiercely.