Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 283 - 88: Master Acts Like a Child

Qin Gengyun also noticed the person hiding behind the big tree, but he wasn’t as quick to react as Niantang. He glanced over, slowly gathered his spiritual power, and remained on guard.

"Boo hoo hoo!"

A crying sound came from behind the tree as several children, faces pale with fear, walked out.

"Don’t hit us, boo hoo hoo, don’t hit us."

They wore rather distinctive clothing, with bright-colored dresses, headgear adorned with silver bells, necklaces of beast bones hanging on their chests, and flowers embroidered on their clothes.

Two of them were girls, and the other was a boy. The two little girls looked pitiable as they cried, while the boy puffed his cheeks, clenched his small fists, and stood protectively in front of the two girls.

"Don’t come over here. I’m really powerful!"

Just as Niantang was about to make a move, Qin Gengyun quickly said, "Master, they’re just children. Perhaps we should find out more first."

Niantang shot him a glance, snorted coldly, and turned away with his hands behind his back, signaling that he was done with it.

Qin Gengyun smiled, inexplicably finding his master quite adorable in that moment. He took two steps forward, causing the little boy to immediately become wary and wave his small fists:

"If you come any closer, I’ll hit you!"

Qin Gengyun continued forward, and the two little girls sat down on the ground and began to cry loudly. The little boy, annoyed, turned back:

"All you do is cry. It’s so annoying. Wait till I come back!"

He cried out as he rushed at Qin Gengyun, and white light unexpectedly appeared on his chubby little fists.

The surrounding bamboo shook, and suddenly over a dozen bamboo stalks uprooted themselves, their sharp ends pointing at Qin Gengyun like spears ready to strike!

"This kid has reached the third-layer of Qi Cultivation?"

Qin Gengyun was surprised. This little boy was only six or seven years old, yet he had already achieved such cultivation. This talent might rival the geniuses like Xia Qinglian, Ye Xiyue, and Su Hongling, wouldn’t it?

As if reading his thoughts, Niantang coldly snorted:

"I reached the fourth-layer of Qi Cultivation at six years old, what’s so special about that?"

Qin Gengyun was startled, then smiled helplessly, thinking to himself that his master was sometimes like a child too.

The bamboo spears quickly reached him, striking Qin Gengyun but immediately breaking with a crunching sound.

The little boy was stunned, while the two girls behind him cried even louder.

Qin Gengyun’s ears buzzed from the noise, and he said helplessly,

"We aren’t bad people, and we won’t harm you. But why were you hiding to eavesdrop on others?"

The little boy, seeing Qin Gengyun’s kind face, calmed down a bit and shouted at the two still-crying girls behind him:

"Stop crying, you’re embarrassing Cloud Bamboo Mountain!"

The two little girls covered their mouths, trying to suppress their cries, their teary eyes blinking pitifully and adorably.

"Cloud Bamboo Mountain?"

Qin Gengyun was intrigued and asked:

"We’re heading to Cloud Bamboo Mountain, could you guide us?"

Even though they had reached the southernmost part of the Northern Wilderness, presumably near Cloud Bamboo Mountain, the mountain was always mysterious, and no one had known its exact location for years.

If they had a guide, it would save them a lot of trouble.

"Dream on!"

Unexpectedly, the little boy refused bluntly without giving any face.

Qin Gengyun wasn’t angry. He took out various candies and wild fruits from his pocket—it was something Xiaoque’Er had given him on Cloud Pattern Mountain, and Qin Gengyun had kept it as a souvenir.

He handed a piece of candy to the little boy, "I’ll give you candy, let’s become friends, how about that?"

"Don’t try to trick me!" the little boy snorted disdainfully:

"One candy isn’t enough."

Qin Gengyun smiled and gave him over a dozen candies. The little boy took them but hesitated before eating. Qin Gengyun then ate a piece himself.

Only then did the boy feel at ease, immediately stuffing two pieces into his mouth, filling his cheeks like a squirrel, and then handed a few pieces to the two girls.

"Wow, it’s so sweet!"

"Thank you, big brother!"

The two little girls stopped crying immediately and sweetly called Qin Gengyun "big brother."

The little boy snorted, quite dissatisfied, but with his mouth full of candy from Qin Gengyun, he couldn’t say anything.

Niantang also snorted, glaring at the little boy, as if to say he didn’t know good from bad.

The little boy glared back, big eyes against small eyes, neither yielding.

Qin Gengyun helplessly smiled, standing between them, and said to the boy,

"Can you guide us to Cloud Bamboo Mountain now?"

The little boy, mouth full of candy, mumbled, "We got lost. I don’t know how to get back."

Qin Gengyun couldn’t understand for a moment, but Niantang, who was sulking and turned away, understood and turned back angrily:

"You ate our stuff and then claim you can’t find the way? Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"

The little boy swallowed hard, gulping down the candy, and shouted at Niantang:

"We sneaked out to play and got lost! Why would I lie? You’re no fun!"

"How insolent!"

"Master, he’s just a child, there’s no need to argue with him."

Qin Gengyun hurriedly persuaded Niantang. Just then, Mo Xiaolan, Liu Su, and the others arrived, having heard the commotion, and were somewhat amazed seeing the three children.

The Northern Wilderness is perilous everywhere, even in the picturesque southernmost part, with many fierce beasts or poisonous creatures.

These three children had managed to travel safely from Cloud Bamboo Mountain to here, which was no easy feat.

Mo Xiaolan seemed to like children. She approached the little boy, squatted down, and smiled:

"Greetings, I am Mo Xiaolan. May I ask your name?"

The little boy immediately puffed out his chest and cupped his hands seriously: "Greetings, I am Yun Xing, the twenty-eighth generation of the Cloud Bamboo Mountain clan."

Puchi.

Liu Su couldn’t help but laugh. The little fellow’s efforts to act mature looked quite amusing.

Si Minglan was thoughtful. The deep Northern Wilderness was mostly inhabited by barbarians, and the clothes the boy wore were exotic and rarely seen among Eastern Cultivators. But his demeanor resembled the refined cultivators of the East or the West Imperial.

Either he was lying and he wasn’t really from Cloud Bamboo Mountain.

Or someone on Cloud Bamboo Mountain taught him manners.

Mo Xiaolan also cupped her hands: "So you are Taoist Friend Yun, a pleasure to meet you!"

Yun Xing laughed heartily, trying to sound mature: "Taoist Friend Mo, you are too kind."

Mo Xiaolan smiled gently: "Taoist Friend Yun, we are entrusted with escorting Miss Yun Zhen from Cloud Pattern Mountain to Cloud Bamboo Mountain. Could you show us the way?"

"I see, I know the way of course. Just follow me."

Yun Xing stood proudly with a demeanor of a master.

"Then thank you, Taoist Friend Yun."

"You’re welcome, it’s just a small matter."

Niantang angrily said, "Didn’t you just say you were lost? How come you can find the way when she asks you?"

Yun Xing gave her a sidelong glance: "Taoist Friend Mo is good-looking and speaks nicely, so naturally I’m willing to guide her. Unlike you, you’re ugly and mean."

"What did you say?!"

Niantang was furious and stepped forward, rolling up his sleeves, while everyone quickly tried to calm him down.

"Master, don’t argue with a child."

"Master, calm down!"

"Senior, stay calm!"