Chapter 1302
Everyone’s Plan
Chapter 1302 Everyone’s Plan
When Yue Zhengyuanqing returned, Du Xingyu was already able to walk around the yard with crutches.
His skin has mostly recovered, leaving only a few specks of brown pigmentation, which made Lin Fan's obsessive-compulsive disorder flare up.
Unfortunately, Du Xingyu was a lively person, and because he was the slowest to recover, he had been cooped up in his room for a long time and was getting really bored. Even though he wasn't very agile yet, he would run out as soon as he opened his eyes, looking for people to play with.
Shen Xiuyuan now looks almost the same as usual, except that his face is a little pale.
Unable to cultivate, he focused all his attention on his junior brothers and sisters.
As Lin Fan and the others gradually recovered, the one who needed the most care was Du Xingyu, who was progressing the slowest.
Shen Xiuyuan stayed by Du Xingyu's side almost the entire time, like a living father.
Du Xingyu's favorite thing to do is still to visit Lin Fan.
Yu Sinian and he didn't get along. Although they were sworn brothers, Du Xingyu was still unwilling to take the initiative to apologize because of their conflicting views. It was as if doing so would be tantamount to condoning the other's crooked ways.
Mu Jingjing has Master Kuishan by her side. Every time she sees them, she criticizes their physical condition, and then brags about Mu Jingjing's current health...
Du Xingyu loves excitement, but doesn't want to become part of the excitement himself.
Shen Xiuyuan was actually a good person, but most of the time he was overly concerned about his health. In the end, the only person he could talk to comfortably was the taciturn Lin Fan.
How could Lin Fan stand having such a scarred face constantly in front of him? He secretly went to Shen Xiuyuan to ask if he had any scar-removing ointment to apply to Du Xingyu.
The ointments in the cultivation world can remove decay and promote tissue regeneration, so removing scars without leaving a trace is a piece of cake.
Shen Xiuyuan gave her a meaningful smile and remained silent.
Lin Fan understood. Du Xingyu had fallen back into his old habits, treating his scarred face like badges of honor.
"Ignore him." Shen Xiuyuan had no way to deal with his seemingly easy-going but actually more stubborn junior brother. "He'll only behave when Senior Uncle Yifeng disciplines him. Let's wait a few days."
Yi Feng was furious with Du Xingyu for his stupidity. He stayed by Du Xingyu's side while he was unconscious, and even personally fed him his medicine.
But as soon as Du Xingyu woke up, the person was gone. It was as if he knew Du Xingyu's dependence on him and was deliberately punishing him.
Du Xingyu was quite disappointed at first. But when Shen Xiuyuan comforted him and told him about the ways in which Master Yifeng had taken care of him, he instantly cheered himself up.
Lin Fan even suspected that he deliberately ignored his face in order to lure Yi Feng to come see him sooner.
As it turned out, Yi Feng didn't arrive, but Yue Zheng Yuan Qing did.
Du Xingyu was leaning against the stone table like he had no bones, happily clapping and cheering for Mu Jingjing who was lifting the stone lock, when he saw a large group of people coming to the entrance.
The leader was a young man with a displeased expression, who strode into the courtyard.
Half a step away from him was a red-haired youth with an unfamiliar face. His flamboyant smile contrasted sharply with the one next to him, which suited Du Xingyu's eye quite well.
On the other side...
Du Xingyu suddenly sat up straight.
The sect leader of Changtianmen, Chengkong, was actually a step behind, bowing his head respectfully as he spoke to the "unhappy" person.
When has the leader of the Immortal Sect, Changtianmen, ever adopted such a humble posture?
Du Xingyu's pupils dilated in shock.
Later on, almost all of his senior uncles and senior masters came, except for his master.
They abandoned their usual sharp edges and all lowered their heads, following behind the man with utmost respect.
If their appearance, physique, and attire hadn't been so familiar, he would have thought they were a group of newly initiated outer disciples.
Du Xingyu slowly straightened up, instantly realizing that the person who had come was no ordinary person.
Shen Xiuyuan and Yu Sinian heard footsteps and went to the door, only to be startled by the scene.
Le Zhengyuan glanced around but didn't see Lin Fan. Knowing that she wasn't one to join in the fun, his brows furrowed even more.
Cheng Kong had been keeping an eye on Le Zheng Yuanqing. Following his gaze, she saw Du Xingyu, whose face was covered in freckles, standing in front of Lin Fan's door.
They assumed Yue Zhengyuan was upset because of the scar on Du Xingyu's face, never considering that it was because his precious disciple hadn't come out to greet him. "Please forgive me, Venerable One," Cheng Kong apologized first, then pulled Jing Chen out from behind him with precision, and pushed him out. "The Venerable One's medicine is very effective. All the disciples can now move around normally."
Shen Xiuyuan saw his master rush to Du Xingyu in one stride, sweep his wide robe across Du Xingyu's face, and then retreat back behind Cheng Kong.
The freckles on Du Xingyu's face faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. And that wasn't all.
As soon as Cheng Kong finished speaking, Du Xingyu's face became fair and delicate, like a peeled egg, and even emitted a strange reflection.
Shen Xiuyuan's lips twitched.
Master must have grabbed the wrong medicine in his haste. It's effective at removing blemishes, but this one is usually more suitable for women's beauty treatments. He didn't even consider the dosage before applying it, no wonder the shine is so intense…
Cheng Kong's eyes twitched, and he glanced at Jing Chen, who knew he had made a mistake and was pretending to be dead, and felt a lump in his throat.
The image of Changtianmen...
Antonio craned his neck and looked for a long time, but he didn't see Lin Fan appear by the door.
Knowing that being too familiar with Lin Fan might cause trouble given his current status, he changed course and went directly to Du Xingyu.
"Wow," he walked up to Du Xingyu's face, genuinely surprised by the incredibly smooth skin, "This... young man, how does it feel?"
Du Xingyu was completely bewildered.
He only felt a cool sensation on his face, and everyone's eyes were focused on it. No one told him what was wrong, and he couldn't look in the mirror to see what was happening.
He knew Jingchen wouldn't do anything bad to him, but because he was unsure of himself, he felt extremely insecure.
It wasn't until the red-haired youth asked him in a seemingly friendly manner that he found a breakthrough.
Seeing that no one stopped him, Du Xingyu respectfully asked, "May I ask what you are asking, senior?"
"Hey~ Just call me Antonio." Antonio narrowed his eyes, smiled, and hooked his arm around Du Xingyu's shoulder, standing side by side with him. At the same time, he produced an exquisite mirror and placed it in front of him. "Look."
Du Xingyu wished he could gouge out his own eyes.
But seeing the smiling eyes in the mirror, and the light yet heavy pressure on his shoulders, he quickly adjusted his thoughts, smiled wryly, and turned his head slightly to ask.
"Senior, what should I do?"
Antonio put away the mirror, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "It's alright, it's alright. Men will get rougher naturally with more sun exposure. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it..."
Du Xingyu now deeply regrets not accepting Shen Xiuyuan's kindness, but his body slides down with Antonio's force.
Sure enough, before he could even bend his knees, Antonio grabbed his arm: "Hey, your physique isn't good! Sit down, sit down."
As she spoke, she firmly pressed him down onto the stone bench, then turned to look at the "unhappy" man.
"Senior Brother, this kid is the most seriously injured. Should we examine him first?"
Le Zhengyuan remained silent, his face expressionless.
Antonio smiled and pulled Du Xingyu up: "So you've agreed? Come on, where's your room? Let's go back and see."
Du Xingyu didn't know why the man had agreed without even changing his expression. In his haste, he glanced at the solemn expressions of the elders of Changtianmen, who all seemed relieved, and realized that Antonio beside him was the representative of the "unhappy" one.
I must build a good relationship with him! Du Xingyu thought to himself.
Antonio half-dragged, half-supported Du Xingyu as they walked into the room, asking him, "Still don't know how to address him, sir?"
"My name is Du Xingyu." Du Xingyu had a sincere smile on his face. "Senior An, please feel free to call me whatever you like."
“Hey~ we can’t just call each other whatever we want.” Antonio, taking advantage of his height and size, lifted Du Xingyu up the steps. “I think your personality is right up my alley. Why don’t we become friends and call each other by our first names? I’ll call you Du Xingyu, and you can call me Antonio.”
Du Xingyu glanced at Cheng Kong, who hadn't reacted, and his courage suddenly surged. He immediately agreed.
"it is good."