Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 446 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (12)

Time has not left any marks on Mu Yu's face. Despite his powerful cultivation, he still looks young and handsome. His face is as cold and hard as ever, but the domineering and powerful nature that is ingrained in the bones of a superior makes him appear somewhat weaker in front of his troublesome son.

Zhao Zhao pressed her advantage: "You were wrong all along. I went to the Illusionary Netherworld with my senior brother not to play around, but just to gain some experience. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Besides, I've never left the Sword Sect on my own before. Can't you just let me go this time?"

Mu Yu remained expressionless, while Zhao Zhao gritted her teeth and continued, "I know my cultivation is low and my talent is poor, so is it wrong for me to want to take this opportunity to train and grow? Why did you come up here and start scolding me! You even threatened me with the Sun and Moon Sword!"

He stormed forward, pulled the sword from the ground, and slashed at his own arm. "I knew you'd wanted to teach me a lesson, right? Humph! You don't need to lift a finger, I'll do it myself!"

Zhao Zhao acted without the slightest hesitation. Mu Yu's eyes widened suddenly, and he roared, "God! You unfilial son, let go of me!" His dark eyes were filled with anger and helplessness, and all his attention was focused on Zhao Zhao's hand holding the sword.

An unstoppable surge of spiritual power erupted instantly, heading straight for the Sun and Moon Sword in Zhao Zhao's hand.

With a clang, the Sun and Moon Sword was jolted out of his hand by the powerful impact, flying through the air in a dazzling arc before embedding itself deeply into the ground some distance away.

"Ouch!" Zhao Zhao also fell to the ground due to the fluctuation of spiritual energy. He complained, his bottom hurting, "Old man, you got too excited!"

Panting heavily, Mu Yu looked at Zhao Zhao, who lay on the ground with an innocent expression. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down, and said, "The Sun and Moon Sword is not a toy for you to play with! You unfilial son, watch your temper, or I'll break your legs!"

He rubbed his temples, his head aching. He opened his eyes and saw Zhao Zhao still lying on the ground, unwilling to get up. Helpless, he bent down and coldly handed him a sleeve.

"Get the hell up."

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao got up with his help, which infuriated her father, but she laughed heartlessly.

"Father, I want to go to the Illusionary Netherworld with my eldest brother."

This topic was ultimately unavoidable. Mu Yu sighed again, his wide sleeves being grabbed and shaken by his rebellious son. Even his hardest heart was melting.

Zhao Zhao smiled, her clear eyes gazing at the expressionless Mu Yu, and said in a soft voice, "Good Daddy, please let me go, I beg you~"

Mu Yu tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, but the tenderness in his eyes could not be hidden. "Ahem, you have to give me a reason."

Zhao Zhao: "Didn't I tell you? I'm going to gain experience!"

Mu Yu scoffed: "You, with experience?" Even a ghost wouldn't believe he could.

He knew his son's personality all too well, and knew that the chances of him going off to play were much greater than the chances of him going off to gain experience.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yu saw his unruly son roll his eyes at him without any politeness. Seeing that he was about to get angry again, he quickly coaxed him, "Alright, alright, you're going to train, okay?"

Zhao Zhao smiled with satisfaction: "So you agree, right?"

What could Mu Yu do if he disagreed?

"Hehe, thank you, Daddy~ I love you the most."

This time, Mu Yu couldn't suppress his smile any longer. He coughed lightly and raised his hand to pat Zhao Zhao's head, but something was slipped into his palm.

Frowning, she looked up and saw Lin Chen looking aggrieved.

Mu Yu: ......

By this time, Zhao Zhao had already run far away. Mu Yu stared at her lively, bouncing figure and roared fiercely, "You unfilial son! Why did you leave A-Chen to me?!"

Zhao Zhao ignored him and disappeared like a rabbit.

Only the father, nearly driven mad with anger, the aggrieved spirit cat, and the once-renowned Sun and Moon Sword, still stuck in the ground, remained.

That night, worried about his son, the father didn't sleep a wink and wrote a letter to Si Yi.

In Yongqi Palace, Si Yi finished reading the letter, which was thicker than a book, and remained silent for a long time.

He knew that Mu Yu loved his son, but only now, upon receiving this letter that resembled a "guide to caring for a cub," did he truly grasp the meaning of his beloved son. He never imagined that his usually dignified master would write something so outrageous for him.

"Absolutely outrageous." Si Yi shook her head with amusement and casually stuffed the letter into her storage bag.