Chapter 3: Master (Revised)

Seeing this formation, the group of subordinates behind the naked fat man secretly pondered: should they run, or should they run, or should they run?

Amidst the scattering figures, one could faintly hear the dead fat man's extremely unwilling voice: "You ugly freak, just you wait! I will definitely find someone to deal with you, my dear son!"

Chu Yunluo pursed her lips. It looked like she would have to move house again with her son and daughter.

Calculating it, this was already the sixth time moving within this year.

"Little Yu Yu, you performed well this time."

Chu Yunluo reached out and gently stroked Chu Xiaoyu's hair, her tone carrying an extraordinary sense of pride.

Chu Xiaoyu shook her hand off with great disdain: "With an unscrupulous mother like you, if I didn't learn to be independent, I'm afraid I would have perished long ago amidst the various troubles you've invited."

"You used the idiom wrong." Chu Yunluo reached out and swiftly gave Chu Xiaoyu a flick on the forehead, causing him to furrow his beautiful little brows while shouting that he definitely wasn't her biological son, all while running away fast on his short little legs.

"Mother." Chu Xiaomo, who had not spoken at all, suddenly spoke up softly. Her exquisite and beautiful little face was filled with deep confusion. She raised her bright, large eyes and looked seriously at Chu Yunluo: "Why is it that every time you tell Brother that if he doesn't act, you'll let me do it, but you have never once let me do it?"

She was also a water-element mage, yet Mother had always been opposed to her using water magic, even going so far as to gently guide her to give up becoming a mage...

"Little Momo..." A trace of heaviness flashed through Chu Yunluo's eyes. She looked up, then let out a long sigh and said with utmost seriousness: "It's all because girls who practice martial arts find it hard to marry. They are too formidable. Mother still hopes you can find a son-in-law for me who is bright and shining with gold."

Chu Xiaomo only half-understood this explanation. Chu Xiaoyu, who had originally run far away, turned back again, accusing her with teary eyes: "Heavens! Momo is only five! Can you please not have such thoughts? Why did Momo and I end up with a mother like you, so greedy for money that it's reached the level of being unscrupulous..."

Unsurprisingly, another bump appeared on Chu Xiaoyu's cute little head.

Night fell, and the moon was as cool as water.

Soaking in a wooden tub filled with flower petals, Chu Yunluo closed her eyes comfortably. The faint scent of lavender flowing through the room made one feel drowsy.

At this moment, surrounded by mist, her long black hair was spread out behind her head. This face possessed a transcendent beauty, like a fresh lotus after the rain. Crystal-clear water droplets rolled over the jade-like arms resting on the sides of the tub, and her slender, white fingertips possessed a beauty that made one hold their breath.

She rose, put on her outer robe, and sat before the bronze mirror.

Looking closely at this face, there was not a single flaw; it was as perfect as a heaven-sent darling, leaving her without a single imperfection, beautiful in such a clear, ethereal, and peerless manner.

That terrifying birthmark was actually just a disguise, currently lying quietly before the dressing table.

Outside the room, an extraordinarily powerful aura was approaching. Even with a cultivation level as profound and unfathomable as Chu Yunluo's, she did not notice the person's approach at all, until a silhouette was projected onto the window. Only then did Chu Yunluo turn around instantly. The only person capable of approaching this place so silently that even she couldn't detect him... was him.

"Master."

Chu Yunluo called out respectfully. After the birth of little Yu Yu and little Momo, her old prankster master had appeared, using an absolutely freakish method to allow her to promote crazily from the Foundation Establishment stage to her current level of strength.

The door was pushed open, and a black-robed old man entered. His hood covered most of his face, making his true features unclear. His white beard was very long, but his stature was exceptionally tall, making him appear unusually spirited.