My Master Knows It All

1141: Chapter 291_5 1141: Chapter 291_5 “Because this is the true me,” Immortal Bi Yue pointed outside and said, “What I represent outside is not myself, so naturally, I have to act in a way that people want to see me.

But now, with no outsiders around, it doesn’t matter.”

Immortal Bi Yue seemed to remember something as she grabbed Cao Zhen and started walking outside, speaking as they went, “Right, didn’t you say that some of your disciples have come as well?

How about we go find them first?

Let them meet their teacher’s wife.”

“Cough, cough… Bi Yue, let’s be more reserved,” Cao Zhen remembered the black mist they had just encountered and suddenly spoke, “Wait a moment.”

Both he and Bi Yue were at the limit of the Golden Core Stage; if they could be affected by the black mist, what about his disciples?

He needed to warn his disciples as soon as possible.

Cao Zhen quickly connected with his disciples through China Cloud, but this time he didn’t connect with Ling Xi but with Yan Yourong.

Soon, the images of Ling Xi and the others appeared.

Even though it was night, Ling Xi and his fellows were still moving forward without any apparent issues among them.

Cao Zhen’s voice soon rose in Yan Yourong’s heart, asking, “You Rong, have you encountered anything unusual before?”

“Anything unusual?” Yan Yourong asked in confusion, “Master, why do you ask?”

Cao Zhen explained quickly, “Because that black mist has actually entered your bodies.

It tried to influence me not long ago, but I discovered it.

Pay close attention to each other.

If anyone’s emotions are off or they show any malice, it will be due to the influence of that black mist.”

“Black mist?

Filled with malice?” Yan Yourong suddenly said upon hearing this, “Master, we haven’t had any problems among us, but on this journey, we did encounter three teams who, for some reason, started killing each other.

Now that you mention it, Master, I realize they were all filled with malice.

They must have been under the influence of the black mist.”

“You’ve already seen three groups of people killing each other?” Cao Zhen pondered, why weren’t Ling Xi and the others affected, while both he and Bi Yue were?

Logically speaking, since he and Bi Yue had higher cultivation bases, Ling Xi and Yan Yourong should be less likely to be affected, not the other way around.

Perhaps, the influence of the black mist has nothing to do with cultivation base?

Cao Zhen couldn’t figure it out at the moment and could only admonish, “Be extra cautious.

From now on, I will contact you every day.”

After speaking, he disconnected from Yan Yourong.

Following that, he released his Nine Abnormal Phenomenon Golden Pills, ready to fly them, when Bi Yue suddenly spoke, “Why release your true power?

Isn’t it nice to have me carry you flying?”

“Eh?” Cao Zhen looked surprised and said, “Didn’t you say that even if I reveal my Nine Abnormal Phenomenon Golden Pills reaching the Golden Core Period Limit, others won’t target me or my Immortal Sect?

What do I have to fear?”

“That’s what I said, but why reveal it?” Immortal Bi Yue pointed to herself and spoke, “Although with my identity, most people won’t scheme against me, who knows?

There might be someone harboring bad intentions.

We are in the ruins after all, and surely there are some crazies here.

Therefore, we can retain our strength for a bit, let others think we only have one at the Golden Core Period Limit, when in fact we are two.”

Cao Zhen immediately understood and said, “Let me sum it up for you, you mean ‘playing the pig to eat the tiger.’”

Immortal Bi Yue thought for a brief moment and immediately grasped Cao Zhen’s meaning, nodding repeatedly, “Exactly, that’s it, playing the pig to eat the tiger.

You really keep me speculating, I’m becoming more and more eager to marry you.”

As she spoke, Bi Yue once again threw out her silk ribbon, wrapping up Cao Zhen, then said, “Let’s go.”

She flew him with her Divine Weapon, humming as she went, the very song that Cao Zhen had once played for her.

At this moment, Cao Zhen suddenly considered whether he should teach Bi Yue “Riding My Beloved Scooter.” Since Bi Yue was controlling the Divine Weapon, he didn’t need to be distracted by flying, so he once again connected with his mother through China Cloud.

It had been a while since he last made the connection.

If he didn’t make contact now, by the next time he did, his mother might start nagging again.

It was the same seaside courtyard as the last time, but his mother, Wu Xuehua, wasn’t bustling around as usual.

Instead, she was staring at the computer, operating it rapidly with one hand on the keyboard and the other on the mouse.

Now that she had no worries about food and clothing and was in good health, she had plenty of time on her hands.

Unlike Cao Zhen’s father, who enjoyed fishing, she often chased dramas or, after growing tired of dramas, chased books.

But the authors needed time to update, so she took up a third pastime—gaming.

In short, she just didn’t want to sit idle; once she did, her thoughts would turn to her son.

Although she knew her son wasn’t dead and was probably doing well in another world, she couldn’t see her son.

It was the son she had carried for ten months, painstakingly nurtured, and raised bit by bit.