BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie - Chapter 153.2 - Return

Chapter 153.2 – Return

It was precisely because Ming Yan understood him well enough, that’s why he had enthusiastically brought about the scheduled battle between Qing Chen and him.

“Baby.” Ming Yan pressed another kiss to Qing Yun’s sideburns, “In truth…… When I first learnt the truth about your father, I had once hesitated if I should tell you.”

Qing Yun turned his head to glance at him. Ming Fan simply turned him around and held him in his embrace while facing each other.

He said: “Because I am very selfish. I want your life to only contain me, I want for all the beautiful memories of your childhood to only involve me. I want even more for you to only care about me alone, and for you to love me alone.”

“But…… That would be too cruel to you. What I wanted more is for you to receive all the warmth, and love, a person ought to have.” As he said this, Ming Yan kissed Qing Yun deeply, conveying his love for him, at the same time, reassuring Qing Yun’s heart.

Under the man’s tenderness, Qing Yun finally revealed a rare moment of weakness. He lowered his head to rest beside the man’s neck, his voice gloomy: “I never had thought that he would…… Up till his death, all he had received was only my hatred……”

“Nonsense.” Ming Yan stopped Qing Yun from continuing, “He definitely knows that you love him a lot. When you were a child, you had always waited for him to fetch you, didn’t you? The last time when your memories returned back to when you were 5 years old, you even almost mistook me for him.”

Talking about this, Ming Yan could not help but reveal a wistful smile. He had seen the entire journey of Qing Yun growing up, watching him transform from weak to strong, yet in Ming Yan’s eyes, Qing Yun had not changed at all. The five-year-old him and the current him would keep that piece of softness in his heart forever.

Because of this piece of softness, he reached out to save Hong Yan and her mother. It was also the reason why Qing Yun, who had suffered for tens of thousands of years under the Tao of Heaven’s torture, had never completely changed into a demon.

The two people silently hugged each other, until the restriction outside the cave dwelling was disturbed by someone, and they pulled slightly away from each other.

“It’s Mo Zhen. I’ll go have a look.” Ming Yan said as he rose up.

“I’ll go instead. Anyways, it’s time for me to make a move and head to the Sacred Dao Sect.” Qing Yun stopped him. Hearing this, Ming Yan immediately transformed into the long sword and landed in his hands.

The moment Qing Yun opened the restriction, Mo Zhen barged in. He first fished out two wine jars from Qing Yun’s cave dwelling, then told him about his official business: “You better not forget that the Sacred Dao Sect is going to open soon. As your Master, I saw that you haven’t been out for two days, hence I came here specially to show some concern for you.”

Hearing these words of Mo Zhen, Qing Yun raised an eyebrow. Why would he not be out? Ming Yan had often appeared in his image for the past two days. Although the number of times he did it was not much, he had maintained his usual frequency.

Mo Zhen maintained his carefree attitude and did not realise that something was not right. He untied the wine jar from his waist, finished off the last drop of wine, and wiped his lips as he lamented to Qing Yun: “Disciple, your wine brewing abilities are really not bad. I, your Master, have been really reluctant to drink this last mouthful of wine ah!”

Qing Yun stared at him and suddenly opened his mouth to speak: “What you’re drinking is not the wine made by me, but spiritual wine brought out from Hidden Cloud Valley.”

Mo Zhen was stupefied, then awkwardly wrung his hands: “Aiyah, is that so? These two wines are too similar, don’t blame your Master for being unable to differentiate them.”

Unable to differentiate them? In the cultivation world, Mo Zhen always had the reputation of being an alcoholic. He claimed that even though he may not be able to tell apart a man from a woman, the moment he smelt the wine, he definitely would be able to differentiate between two different types of liquor.

If he could not differentiate them, then it could only mean that these two types of wine were fermented with the same secret technique, and even moreso, made by the exact same person.

Qing Yun already confirmed that Mo Zhen had found out his identity, saying these words now made one wonder if it was to test him or if it had any other meaning.

But all of these had nothing to do with Qing Yun anymore. Today, he was going to depart from the Sky Origin Sect for the Sacred Dao Sect, and this trip could be his eternal parting.

Other than Mo Zhen, there must be people in the Qing family who had guessed his identity. Even though the Tao of Heaven would not know what disguise he would appear under, he definitely would have done some preparations on Qing Yun’s soul before waiting for his arrival. At this point, it would be useless for Qing Yun to hide his identity during his trip to the Sacred Dao Sect.

Qing Yun was silent for a moment, gave a disciple’s salute towards Mo Zhen, then grabbed his sword and left the Sky Origin Sect by himself.

Mo Zhen was befuddled by Qing Yun’s response, muttering under his breath: “Isn’t this young fellow too cold? Laozi raised him to this age, and he actually left right after giving a salute?”

After saying this, he shook his head in dismay and laughed, lamenting: “Makes sense, as long as he doesn’t put his sword to my neck, he would already be considered filial.”

Seeing Qing Yun about to leave on his sword, Mo Zhen laughed aloud as he transmitted his voice: “Young fellow Yun, you and I are disciple and master. As your master, I have nothing much to teach you. I’ll just gift you a word of advice: Don’t think too clearly in life, confusion is hard to come by!”

Qing Yun’s departing form lurched. He did not turn his head back, but his answering voice was strangely determined: “What Master said is right, but this is not my path. Someone wishes to hide something from me, and I just won’t let him have his way. All the truths and lies, all the grudges and grievances, I must clearly get to the bottom of it all. No matter if it is right or wrong, I can assume all the responsibility!”

These powerful and resonating words made Mo Zhen astonished, and for the first time, the eyes that hid a light under the murkiness had a flicker of undisguised admiration.

“This despicable fellow……”

Mo Zhen turned back to face that white-clothed form that had already disappeared, shaking his head while laughing again.

If Mo Zhen had told Qing Yun this line before he had gone to the Qing house, maybe he would have had an epiphany. But once Qing Yun knew about Qing Zhan’s death, he instead had a different epiphany.

The suppression that the Tao of Heaven had cast onto him, did it truly only consist of his soul being cut up, and his flesh body being permanently handicapped?

No. From the day he was born, the Tao of Heaven’s plan was already put into motion. All of the thing he had done to Qing Yun so far was just to shape his mind into a paranoid and suspicious one.

The Tao of Heaven had not only blinded all of the living beings in this world, but also Qing Yun himself.

The indifference towards his mother and his abnormal hatred towards his father had been buried in Qing Yun’s heart for thousands of years; his character had already taken shape completely.

Rather than turning back and reshaping his mind like what Mo Zhen had cautioned him to, Qing Yun instead chose to stick to his path, then carve another path for himself. If any god blocked him, he would kill them; if any Buddha blocked him, he would kill them. 1

This was Qing Yun’s own calamity2, no matter the end result, he did not wish to avoid it.

Back then, he had overlooked so many things under the Tao of Heaven’s deception. Today, he will see it clearly for himself!

there’s still one more part.. should I just post it… but I will have no illusion of a stockpile… I tried to end this part at a not-so-awkward position.. sorry.

so I started school and basically had no time to translate at all with the largest number of lab reports I have ever written in a semester + a product development project + other essay assignments/presentations. I didn’t even have time to revise for my midterms during the reading week because of the reports/assignments. so my mental health also went on a steep decline. this was made worse by a classmate whom I thought was a friend being really creepy/unsettling when school started but turns out idt they ever viewed me as a friend lmao. they are like… a different breed of pick-up artists istg. + other admin things I have to settle for the next semester just so happened to occur all at the same time. all that stress led me to push this chapter out as a coping mechanism. so yeah, sorry to have you all see this rant.

I would probably start translating/updating when December comes around, as the holidays start and I won’t have modules next semester, just an internship. but.. idw to make any promises. I’ll see how I feel tmr morning, maybe I’ll just post the last part.

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1. note that this is just a saying, meaning no one can stop him and if anyone attempted to do so, he would cut them down
2. this is not in the ascension to godhood sense