Before coming to see his master, Lu Wuming had already considered that his master would surely say something to express his displeasure upon their meeting.
But how could he have imagined that his master wouldn't show any emotion? Instead, he had so directly changed the subject.
What he meant in his heart was thus self-evident.
Thinking this, Lu Wuming couldn't help but feel happy.
He moved closer to Liu Buli, wrapped his arms around him, and held him close. Shaking his head, he murmured in a spoiled tone, "Master, you've indeed rested well, but Wuming has been miserable these past two days. For such a long time, if you wouldn't let Wuming touch you, that would be one thing, but you wouldn't even let us see each other. Master, you're truly too heartless?"
Lu Wuming's words were filled with accusation.
Liu Buli heard him and, though he knew this incident was the other party's fault, seeing his big dog's wronged expression, he couldn't help but wonder if he had indeed gone too far.
No, he definitely hadn't gone too far; it was Lu Wuming who had!
Liu Buli told himself this in his heart, then pushed away Lu Wuming's arm around him. He felt he should say something, to scold this disobedient disciple. But as he opened his mouth, he clearly heard himself ask, "Wuming, did you eat anything this morning? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something with Master?"
Hearing this, Lu Wuming naturally wouldn't argue with him about who was right or wrong. He simply gave Liu Buli a big smile, nodded, and said, "Then let's eat together."
Truth be told, cultivators didn't need much food. Lu Wuming himself had no interest in so-called delicacies, so he basically ate nothing when his master wasn't around.
But now that his master had personally invited him to dine together, refusing would be truly foolish. Lu Wuming admitted that he was indeed somewhat foolish in other aspects. But at least in this regard, he was smart enough not to need anyone's instruction.
He even proactively held Liu Buli in his arms, letting his master sit on his lap. Lu Wuming picked up a steamed bun and offered it to Liu Buli's lips, chuckling softly, "Master, try it. Is it tastier than usual today?"
They had been staying in an inn these past few days, so their meals were all based on what the inn provided. Even if Lu Wuming wanted to create something novel, it was truly impossible. So when he heard this question, Liu Buli found it somewhat strange.
He instinctively opened his mouth and took a bite of the bun Lu Wuming offered. The taste was not much different from usual. This made Liu Buli even more confused. Blinking, he asked, "Wuming, did you add any special ingredients to the buns today? Master can't taste anything different. Why don't you tell me?"
He asked the question earnestly, but Lu Wuming, upon hearing it, laughed happily instead. He gently nuzzled Liu Buli's cheek and earnestly explained, "Master, the buns are indeed no different from usual. But today, you're not eating alone. With Wuming by your side, there's bound to be more sweetness, and the taste of the food will surely be different."
At his words, Liu Buli's cheeks immediately flushed red.
He tried to put on a displeased expression, glared fiercely at Lu Wuming, and said in a low voice, "Where did you learn all these nonsensical things? Aren't you ashamed at all!"
"Master is my wife. Is there anything shameful about me saying sweet nothings to my wife?" Lu Wuming smiled very happily. He took the half-eaten bun from Liu Buli and brought it to his own lips. He calmly took a bite, chewed and savored the taste, then nodded and earnestly commented, "The taste is indeed good. Eating it with Master makes it even more delicious."
Liu Buli simply didn't want to deal with him.
He obediently lowered his head and nibbled on the bun in his hand, pretending not to hear anything.
Fortunately, Lu Wuming also understood when to stop while he was ahead. Seeing that his master's ears were already red, he gave up on saying any more embarrassing things. He quietly finished breakfast with Liu Buli, then glanced at the pill formulas casually placed on the table by Liu Buli. Lu Wuming thought for a moment and finally got back to business, saying, "Master, are we sure we're going to Kunlun first, and not to the Ghost Realm?"
"That's right," Liu Buli nodded. "Kunlun is right before us. Even if something goes wrong, calling for help will be more convenient and faster. But once we reach the Ghost Realm, enemies will be all around. If something happens, we'll have to bear it all ourselves. The situation is different. So, from any perspective, if we want to go to the Ghost Realm, we need to become stronger."
Liu Buli always took a conservative approach when making plans. Lu Wuming knew this all too well, so he could only nod in agreement upon hearing Liu Buli's reasoning. Then, after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Then when do we go? I've never been to a place like Kunlun before. Do we need to make more preparations?"
"That's certainly necessary. So we need to go back to the sect first to get more pills, and I'll also look up some information about Kunlun."
Liu Buli replied, and then got up to start packing his things. Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lu Wuming quickly came over to help him pack his luggage.
Although he wasn't entirely satisfied, Lu Wuming also knew that if he dared to make any more demands at this point, asking to continue their "activities" with his master, Liu Buli would undoubtedly kick him out again without hesitation.
One must know when to be content.
They had a long time together, so there was no need to anger his master today.
As for the times they hadn't managed to enjoy to their fullest, he could accept delaying them for another time, to be enjoyed together.
Thinking these thoughts, Lu Wuming felt he was precisely the kind of peerless good man that Liu Buli had mentioned a few times.
He couldn't help but quietly praise himself in his heart. Once they had packed their things, Lu Wuming followed Liu Buli back to the Dan Sect.
The trip to the secret realm had indeed taken quite some time. When Liu Buli returned to the sect, he had expected to have many affairs waiting for him to handle. But to his surprise, the Grand Elder seemed to be completely accustomed to Liu Buli's hands-off attitude. In any case, the sect was managed in an orderly fashion, with no need for Liu Buli to deal with any matters.
Liu Buli was very satisfied with this feeling of being a hands-off manager.
Unfortunately, not everything was to his satisfaction.
When he was about to tell the Grand Elder that he would be leaving the sect again after a little preparation, the Grand Elder unexpectedly found him in his courtyard, his face full of worry, and delivered an unpleasant piece of news.
He said, "Sect Master, you've been in the secret realm during this period, so you might not know much about what's happening outside. Some cultivators who went to the secret realm this time encountered quite a few ghosts. And they brought back news, saying that the ghosts themselves admitted that your beloved is the young master of the ghost tribe. This has almost spread throughout the cultivation world. What do you think... do we need to handle this in some way?"