"Wow, you Yonglu Mountain disciples really are models of brotherly devotion. This humble monk can't afford to cross you." Bushi pretended to be outmatched, then made a swift getaway.
He did not get far before his master caught him beside the Lotus Pond.
"Weren't you going to bring back the Water-Ripple Beast?"
"Master, the little fellow is having too much fun to leave. Yonglu Mountain is about to poach me instead."
True Lord Siren gave a soft snort. "And you have the nerve to tell me that? Have those people from the Blissful Union Sect set their sights on you? Still, you're my disciple. They shouldn't dare make a move."
Master and his former senior martial brother really must have been close, Bushi thought. Wen Zhiyi had brought people along, but he truly had no intention of luring Bushi away from Bitter Crossing Temple. Instead, he had set his sights on the three from Yonglu Mountain. Unfortunately, those three... best not to speak of them.
Chapter 289: Brothers
"Master is wise. Your disciple has learned his lesson."
True Lord Siren snorted. His disciple's talent and temperament were beyond reproach, but in certain respects, the boy was infuriating. It would have been one thing if he had done it unwittingly, but he was plainly playing dumb while knowing full well what he was doing.
"To think Yonglu Mountain's junior granduncle can put up with you."
Bushi brightened at once. "Junior Granduncle looks aloof, but he's softhearted. Master, if you made an effort to bring him over to our—"
"Are you that eager for me to die?"
Bushi fell silent. That wasn't quite what I meant. It was all because Junior Granduncle's master was too powerful. Apart from Lord Jun, no one in the Cultivation Realm dared provoke the Dragon Venerable.
"Enough.