I have a high-risk profession in the cultivation world.

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jian'an turned around, grabbed Chu Chenmu, and sped away.

The demons behind them moved even faster. The two had only run a few hundred meters when they were caught up by the demons and surrounded again.

Chu Chenmu's expression was cold and stern, and he practically forced out a sentence from between his lips: "You can tell their cultivation levels?"

Yan Jian'an nodded: "If the records in my Hongmeng Pavilion are true, these things are equivalent to seven Golden Core cultivators and one Nascent Soul cultivator."

In his mind, he, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, plus Chu Chenmu, an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, if the situation were ideal and the Nascent Soul demon happened to be at the early stage, they would definitely be able to kill them.

But Chu Chenmu didn't know.

From Chu Chenmu's perspective, Yan Jian'an was just a nobody from Hongmeng Xuan with the cultivation level of the early Golden Core stage, lacking magical treasures, divine weapons, pills, and talismans.

So Chu Chenmu stepped forward and stood in front of Yan Jian'an, completely blocking him from view.

His old habit resurfaced; he once again treated the world in the book as a living, breathing entity.

But he just couldn't control himself, nor did he want to. Yan Jian'an treated him well, always calling him "Brother Chenmu." He was only at the Golden Core stage, still a young child like the rising sun; in his previous life, he would have just come of age. He had already suffered enough being bullied and ostracized in Hongmeng Pavilion; he absolutely couldn't be a villain and abandon him now.

Since he had tacitly accepted the term "elder brother," he had to bear that responsibility.

Chu Chenmu stared intently at the restless demon opposite him.

"When the fight breaks out, I'll try my best to hold them off, and you find a chance to escape!"

“We each took half and solved them.”

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously. Chu Chenmu had already rushed forward and was entangled with the demons when he finally heard what Yan Jian'an was saying.

? ? !

It would be ridiculous for someone at the early stage of the Golden Core realm to stay here!

But since the fight had already begun, he couldn't say anything more. He could only secretly intensify his efforts, hoping to eliminate the demons on his side as soon as possible.

Even in such a tense moment, Yan Jian'an felt a rare pang of guilt—he had completely forgotten what he had casually made up about being in the early Golden Core stage in the Xuanling Secret Realm. Now that he remembered it, looking at the Golden Core demon he had almost killed with a single swipe of his fan, he hesitated.

Chu Chenmu hasn't even killed one yet, and he's already about to dismember a demon corpse. Isn't that a bit much?

They'll definitely be exposed eventually.

These demons don't seem to be that powerful, so he should keep it a secret for a while longer.

Thus, Yan Jian'an fought against five Golden Core stage demons alone, maintaining his undefeated position with "extreme difficulty." His movements looked extremely dangerous, and he was almost hit by the demons' attacks several times, but he was extremely lucky and dodged them each time without even getting his clothes touched.

He shouted, "Brother Chenmu, I have done my best to hold them off. You must finish this quickly and come to my aid!"

Yet, even while Chu Chenmu was struggling to withstand the attacks of the remaining three demons, he still managed to sneak in a few more blows to the Nascent Soul demon.

Chu Chenmu lowered the Lingtian Sword in his hand, looking somewhat bewildered. He felt that this group of demons was not as strong as he had imagined.

Judging from Yan Jian'an's expression at the time, he had thought it would be a tough battle, but unexpectedly, he killed three demons with extraordinary ease.

Oh, right! That's only three, there are still five to go!

Chu Chenmu stared blankly at the results of his battle before realizing that Yan Jian'an was still engaged in a fierce struggle, and quickly went up to join the attack.

Yan Jian'an was fuming and almost couldn't keep up his act. He was still shouting hard, while Chu Chenmu was just spacing out!

It really pissed him off.

He was so angry!

If it were his beloved little apprentice with him, he certainly wouldn't be distracted!

After killing the other five demons, the two stopped. Yan Jian'an, with tears in his eyes, stepped forward and grasped Chu Chenmu's arm. "Thanks to Brother Chenmu, otherwise... otherwise I would have died here today." He was so excited that he almost said "young master" out loud.

Chu Chenmu waved his hand, "Are you injured?"

Yan Jian'an suddenly fell silent, carefully examining the exposed skin, and finally found a scratch on the second joint of his right little finger—it was from a branch he had accidentally scratched while fleeing for his life.

So he nodded, he was injured.

Chu Chenmu looked him up and down but couldn't find the location of Yan Jian'an's legendary wound. He assumed it was in a dark place and quickly helped him sit down to the side, waiting quietly for Yan Jian'an to treat his wounds. However, he didn't see Yan Jian'an make any move.

With a sudden pang of anxiety, she took out some pills and said, "Do you have any pills to take? If not, I have plenty here. I'll give you some."

His enormous storage ring was overflowing with pills. His master treated the original owner extremely well, stuffing many things into the original owner's storage ring without caring whether they were useful or not.

Yan Jian'an looked at the several bottles of high-quality wound medicine that Chu Chenmu had taken out without saying a word. Chu Chenmu thought he was embarrassed to take them, so he stuffed them into Yan Jian'an's arms.

Yan Jian'an was suddenly overwhelmed with extremely complicated emotions. The small medicine bottle in his arms felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and was burning hot to the touch.

Does this idiot even realize how kind he's to someone? He's planning to kill Chu Chenmu. No wonder a little beggar stole his purse; he's incredibly stupid.

I wonder if Chu Chenmu will regret showing kindness to a liar like him when he finds out the truth.

Hahaha, I imagine it will be quite amusing when Chu Chenmu comes to question him with an angry expression.

He thought this, but couldn't feel a trace of joy.

Yan Jian'an lowered his eyes, hiding his thoughts, and suddenly became depressed. Even the strands of his hair exuded silence. In Chu Chenmu's eyes, it was as if someone who had been bullied suddenly felt kindness and was somewhat at a loss.

He knew that even if Yan Jian'an appeared calm and collected on the surface, he would still mind being treated that way.

Chu Chenmu secretly resolved to take good care of Yan Jian'an within the limits of what was possible and to do his best to save a lost soul.

Over the next few days, Yan Jian'an suddenly received almost the same treatment as Luo Suichen, which surprised and horrified him.

What's wrong with Chu Chenmu's brain?! Even if he can't find his obedient disciple, does he really need to put all his emotions on himself?!

I'm not going to be a stand-in.

However... apart from the old man, no one else has ever cared about him like this.

Tsk, even the old man wouldn't. He's all bark and no bite; he'd never say a kind word, let alone offer any comforting words.

...Sigh, it's been a while since I've seen the old man, and I miss him a bit.

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