Jun Mo stood completely still in place.

What he thought of was not where this young man had come from, who he was or what he was doing here.

His head was full of the thought that: Ah-Mu has found him out.

– He knew everything he had done.

Jun Mo stood there, motionless.
If it weren’t for the wind from the bamboo forest, blowing the hem of his clothes and his silver hair like a waterfall, people would probably think that he was simply an ice sculpture without a single sign of life.

In the end, it was Chu MuYun who spoke first: “Then, your medicine pill has been created?”

Jun Mo didn’t say anything.

They just looked at each other from a distance, not too far away.
They could hear each other’s words but they couldn’t see each other’s expressions.

Chu MuYun asked again, “Ah-Mo, has the Body of Heavenly Disaster been eliminated?”

There was still a long silence.
Jun Mo seemed to have heard nothing and didn’t react at all.

Chu MuYun stood up.
He was wearing his own clothes but they didn’t fit well because of his thin body.
The shoulder line fell down and the girdle was tied even tighter.

After he stood up, his body swayed and the boy beside him immediately supported him.

Chu MuYun turned his head and smiled at him.
He then raised his head and walked slowly but steadily towards Jun Mo.

They were previously of similar height and build but now there is such a stark contrast.

Jun Mo stood like a pine tree but Chu MuYun was as weak as a green bamboo that could be shattered with only a little force.

Chu MuYun finally approached him and the two looked at each other.

Jun Mo’s face didn’t even have the slightest expression.
Those silver eyes were much darker than before but as for what kind of emotions were brewing within them, it was impossible to see.

To Jun Mo’s surprise, Chu MuYun’s demeanor was very calm.
There was no disappointment, resentment and disgust as he had expected.
Instead, he had returned to the Ling Mu from the beginning.
Those black eyes overflowed with soft warmth and compassionate tolerance.

Jun Mo’s heart seemed to be clenched by a giant hand and the intense pain made it almost impossible to breathe.

He finally opened his mouth and his hoarse voice could only call out his name in a pale voice: “Ah-Mu…”

Chu MuYun sighed slightly: “It seems… the Body of Heavenly Disaster has disappeared.

At this time, what he was concerned about was still Jun Mo’s body but this couldn’t make Jun Mo happy.
He even felt it was somewhat absurd: perhaps this was the last trace of mercy before execution, just like the last meal that a condemned prisoner would eat.
This abundance and mercy would then only pull back to reveal the bitterness of despair.

Jun Mo was silent, not because he didn’t know what to do but because he saw the way forward too clearly, so…he waited quietly.

A gust of cold wind blew in the early winter.
Chu MuYun seemed to be suffering from the cold and his throat was slightly itchy, so he coughed softly.

The boy beside him said anxiously, “It’s cold outside, let’s go inside.”

Chu MuYun shook his head.
He gently pushed away the boy who was supporting him  and whispered to him, “Can you go back first? I want to chat with Ah-Mo alone.” 

The young boy was a little worried and looked at Jun Mo with a complicated expression, but he was always obedient.
He instructed: “Pay attention to your body.”

Chu MuYun nodded: “En.” 

The young boy walked away, Chu MuYun tightened the frost-colored cloak that was draped over his body and asked, “Was this pill recipe also within the Supreme Pill Recipe Book?”

Both of them knew what pill they were talking about.

 Jun Mo’s eyes drooped slightly: “Yes.”

Chu MuYun’s expression remained unchanged: “When did you start using it?”

Jun Mo did not hide it any more: “Three months ago.”

Chu MuYun laughed at himself: “Since the moment we left the WanXiang Palace, you stopped believing in me?”

Jun Mo neither admitted nor objected.

Chu MuYun closed his eyes and easily remembered the scene at that time.

At that time, they escaped from the WanXiang Palace after being both tricked and designed by Xie QianLan.
It was originally a poison that could have been solved by simply talking about it but Jun Mo didn’t like Chu MuYun say anything. 

At that time, Jun Mo only said: “Don’t tell me, I won’t ask again, it doesn’t matter…”

In fact, where did this confidence come from? It was obviously just escapism.

And Ling Mu actually believed him.

Now that it had gotten to this point, it really was killing the affection between the two of them slowly. 

Jun Mo’s attitude was  very subtle but anyone with a discerning eye can see through it.

He knew he was wrong, from the beginning he knew he was in the wrong, but he didn’t stop.

It was like being bewitched by a demon, knowing that it was an abyss and jumping down would only lead to doom, but he still chose to jump with a conscious mind.

Because this devil is in his heart, an existence that has always been hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
It had been deliberately covered up but it cannot be eliminated.

It… is also Jun Mo.

So Jun Mo can’t resist it because it doesn’t want him to resist, after all, it is also him.

Now that Chu MuYun knew everything, it could be considered a confrontation with him.

Jun Mo was uneasy but not frightened.

He didn’t explain himself in a panic, didn’t try to make up any excuses to wash himself clean  and he didn’t beg Chu MuYun to forgive him and give him another chance to change.

Not only was this because he knew that explanations were useless but also because he already knew that Chu MuYun would not forgive him…

The real reason was that he had already fallen into the deepest quagmire.

Now that it’s over, let’s go all the way to the end.

Chu MuYun was not surprised at all.
If he showed the slightest intention of wanting to leave him, then Jun Mo would definitely destroy him completely, dragging him down into the black quagmire.

This kid was crazy.

Chu MuYun was a little distressed but he also had such a familiar feeling.

Because he knew him so well.
He had created him and so he knew his nature.

This is… the nature of a person.
Nothing and nobody could change it, not even death.

Chu MuYun retracted his thoughts and said slowly, “That child is that egg, he is my… relative.
Because of some special reasons, he was seriously injured and in order to keep him alive, he was sealed inside that egg.”

“Now that his injury has healed, he has come back to life after the seal is lifted.”

“I was sleeping undisturbed for a long time and he woke me up.” Chu MuYun laughed at himself, “It was indeed him who woke me up.”

At this point, everything became very clear.

Even though Ye DanDan was an egg during that time, he was also something who understood human actions and motivations.
After communicating with Ling Mu, how could Ling Mu not realize what tricks Jun Mo had done?

Once again, if you look back at your current situation, what else is there that you don’t understand?

Jun Mo had made a thousand calculations but he never thought that there would be an egg that could transform into human form.

But it doesn’t matter, things can’t be hidden forever anyway.
Sooner or later it would be found out, this was just found out a little bit sooner that’s all.

Jun Mo just listened expressionlessly.

Chu MuYun spoke at a very slow rate and he often had to pause for a while before continuing—who would have thought that such a strong man would become like this?

However, Jun Mo did not regret it.

Unfortunately for him… Chu MuYun was destined to make him regret it.

After he said this, he took a slow breath and said, “Ah-Mo, it’s my fault, I foolishly fell into the trap of the wicked, so that you are trapped by your inner demons…”

Jun Mo’s eyes were completely lifeless.

Chu MuYun didn’t pay attention to it however and continued to speak in a very serious and firm tone: “You refine a Heart-Locking Pill, give me a drop of your blood and I will eat it, okay?”

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