Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, his junior brother had already reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Sheng Yuan saw that someone had arrived and led them to the ancestral tablets.

"Look at you, you're about to reach the Nascent Soul stage. Your master will be so proud of you," Bai Chen said with satisfaction.

Sheng Yuan remained silent, gazing at all the memorial tablets before him, feeling the profound affection for all living beings.

“You told me a while ago that the beast was not dead. Thinking back to when Master died, he still managed to wipe that beast out completely. Now, I’m afraid only Yu Huaizhou can do it.”

Bai Chen didn't speak lightly. He had raised this child for nearly a hundred years, and he didn't want the child to be sacrificed unless absolutely necessary. He also hoped for a way to achieve the best of both worlds.

"No, I have my own way of handling this matter, so there's no need for you to worry, Senior Brother," Sheng Yuan replied.

"Back then, even though our master sacrificed himself for the cause, it still couldn't be completely destroyed. Although your cultivation level is now above our master's back then, it's not necessarily the case."

Bai Chen couldn't think of any other way. Without Xiang Shengyuan, the future of the Qingxiu Sect would probably be very difficult.

“I know what I’m doing. Although Huai Zhou’s body is a bit weak, his talent is extraordinary…”

Before Sheng Yuan could finish speaking, Bai Chen understood his meaning and interrupted him: "I know your plans, but there's something I need to tell you."

“Yu Huaizhou was originally a manifestation of spiritual jade. Besides having more sensitive senses and a more acute sense of physical sensation than others, he also has a premonition of disasters, especially those closest to him. When our senior brother took him in, he had nightmares for a whole month about our senior brother's demise. At the time of the assembly, I went to find our senior brother, who was late, and saw this tiny child clinging tightly to his clothes, crying and begging him not to leave. In the end, our senior brother fed him a bowl of soothing tea, and only after he fell asleep could he leave. Now, with your choice, I fear he will…”

"When I came over just now, he seemed distracted, so I guess he already had a premonition." Bai Chen was a little worried when he saw Yu Huaizhou looking absent-minded in the yard.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yuan recalled Yu Huaizhou's previous actions and realized that Yu Huaizhou had probably already noticed something.

“This child is the most sensitive. Back then, his senior brother promised him he wouldn’t abandon him, but he died on the battlefield and never came back. Since then, the child has become completely dazed and doesn’t even want to communicate with others. Si’er and I have worked hard all these years to make him more cheerful, but we still haven’t been able to get him to open up. Now I see that this child is most dependent on you. If you were gone, putting aside the Qingxiu Sect, what would become of this child?”

"You can't have your cake and eat it too. I can't let him take risks. The Pure Cultivation Sect has relied on my senior brother for the past hundred years. Even without me, things won't be much different."

Even without Xiang Shengyuan, Bai Chen could have supported the entire Qingxiu Sect.

Bai Chen's expression was grave, and he remained silent.

This is an unsolvable problem; none of them have a perfect solution.

Half an hour later, Yu Huaizhou and Bai Si, who were waiting outside the hall, saw the two of them come out.

Yu Huaizhou kept his head down and didn't speak, holding onto Sheng Yuan's sleeve and following behind him.

Sheng Yuan now stays in the training room of the main hall to cultivate, because Yu Huaizhou often visits him, and Sheng Yuan thinks that this will save him from having to travel so far.

After two days of coaxing, Yu Huaizhou obediently rested in his own bedroom.

Late that night, Yu Huaizhou woke up with a start, sat up abruptly, still shaken, and it took him a while to calm down.

He threw off the covers and ran to the practice room to find Sheng Yuan. When he opened the door, he saw Sheng Yuan with his back to him.

Yu Huaizhou didn't speak, but tiptoed to Sheng Yuan's side, rested his head on Sheng Yuan's lap, curled up beside Sheng Yuan, and slowly closed his red eyes.

When Sheng Yuan opened his eyes, he saw Yu Huaizhou curled up in a ball. He carefully reached out to hug him, but Yu Huaizhou woke up as soon as he was touched. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see Sheng Yuan looking down at him. His eyes welled up with tears and his nose tingled. Sheng Yuan felt a pang of heartache at the sight.

Yu Huaizhou rolled over and wrapped his arms around Sheng Yuan's neck, using the strength of Sheng Yuan's arm to get up but still leaning in Sheng Yuan's embrace.

"Didn't we agree to stay in your bedchamber and rest? Why are you here?" Sheng Yuan patted him on the back.

"Master, I'm scared... I dreamt that Father was killed by the Demon King! And... and Master was covered in blood!" Yu Huaizhou's voice was very soft, with faint sobs.

The sound faded into the distance, clearly indicating it was a nightmare that had come earlier than before, just like years ago. He gently patted the boy's back, as if comforting a child, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your master is here..."

"Master, I don't want to be abandoned again. Please don't leave me, okay?" Yu Huaizhou rested her face on Sheng Yuan's shoulder, crying and pleading, "Father was like this back then..."

"Zhouzhou, don't cry, everything will be alright, trust your teacher." Shengyuan couldn't bring himself to make any more promises.

Yu Huaizhou finally fell asleep with Sheng Yuan by his side.

But this matter did not end there.

Not two days later, Yu Huaizhou came to see Sheng Yuan again. He sat next to Sheng Yuan and sobbed softly, looking pitiful.

Seeing this, Sheng Yuan asked, "What's wrong?"

"...Master, it hurts~" Yu Huaizhou spread out his hands, his skin was scraped and blood was seeping out.

Sheng Yuan reached out and pulled the person into his arms, conjured up some ointment, and gently applied it to the person's skin.

"What happened?" Sheng Yuan asked him.

Yu Huaizhou sobbed and cried out in pain as he stammered, "I...I tripped over a stone while practicing my sword and fell..."

"Foolish," Sheng Yuan said as he carefully applied the medicine to him, "You can hurt yourself like this. How will you protect yourself when I'm not around?"

Originally, Yu Huaizhou was expected to refute and defend himself, but instead, Yu Huaizhou asked anxiously and somewhat flusteredly, "Why isn't Master here? Didn't Master promise to protect his disciple for life? Is Master going to lie to his disciple again?"

As she spoke, her tears fell even more profusely.

"Look at this poor thing, don't cry, don't cry, I was just joking." Sheng Yuan quickly wiped away his tears. "I will protect you. As long as I have a breath left, I will always protect you. Don't cry, okay?"

Yu Huaizhou sat on Sheng Yuan's lap, leaning against Sheng Yuan's chest, and looked up as Sheng Yuan wiped away his tears. "You keep your word!"

"Ah."

Yu Huaizhou's crying subsided a bit after being coaxed by Sheng Yuan. Now that he was used to acting spoiled, he started to cry and needed to be comforted. He couldn't stand the slightest mention of separation.

"I want some water." Seeing that Sheng Yuan didn't move, he held up his hands for Sheng Yuan to see, "My hands still hurt~"

Sheng Yuan pinched his cheek, holding a cup of tea as he said helplessly, "Little crybaby, you're almost turning into a little good-for-nothing now, what are we going to do with you in the future?"

Yu Huaizhou did not refute after hearing this, but lowered his head and admitted in a low voice: "You are a good-for-nothing, I can't do without you."

"what?"

Sheng Yuan brought the tea to his lips and heard him mutter to himself.

After finishing his tea, Yu Huaizhou held a cup of tea in his hand and spoke louder than before: "I can't live without you."

[Ding! Target's affection level: 100%]

This is a statement that can only affect people who have their own opinions.

Sheng Yuan put down his teacup and hugged Yu Huaizhou tightly. His feelings at that moment were extremely complicated.