Get Lost, Rebellious Disciple (40)

"Don’t you get it yet? I treat Gu Wei like my own brother," Chi Mu poked Little Wei’s waist.

"Get lost," Little Wei kicked Chi Mu.

Though Si didn’t fully grasp Chi Mu’s current thoughts, Little Wei understood.

In the past, Chi Mu had genuinely loved Liu Sisi. But after her death in her previous life, his petty feelings gradually transformed into admiration and envy. If there was any relationship between them now…

Little Wei felt his role had somehow shifted into that of a life mentor.

Chi Mu had probably joined the Huaiyang Sect with the ambition of becoming a god.

"Don’t kick me! The fact that you never became a god back then was the fault of the Canglan Continent—and mine too. So I thought, if I could ascend, maybe I could make up for your regrets. After all, we’ve known each other for so long," Chi Mu rubbed his shin, wincing in pain.

This guy really didn’t hold back.

"Mhm, I see. So you want to do something for the Canglan Continent," Si said.

"If that’s the case, after Little Wei leaves, there’s actually a way to fix the current state of the Canglan Continent. The spiritual energy is already running thin."

"What is it?" Chi Mu continued massaging his injury, groaning.

Ugh, life was so hard.

"It’s not easy to find, but it definitely exists in the void. It’s called the Spiritual Source."

"Wait, you want me to guard a spirit garden? Hell no! I’m terrified of ghosts," Chi Mu jumped up at the mention of "spirit garden."

This wasn’t a materialistic world—ghosts were absolutely real.

Holy crap, that was scarier than demons.

Si: "…"

Little Wei: "…"

Little Wei cleared his throat. "She said Spiritual Source—the ‘source’ as in ‘origin.’ She means you should find a fragment of the Spiritual Source and bring it to the Canglan Continent. That way, the spiritual energy will be replenished."

Then there’d be no need for demons to emerge or the continent to collapse.

As they spoke, Little Wei noticed the staff twitch. It shot up from the ground, shrouded in a dark aura. Both Little Wei and Chi Mu frowned.

The staff lunged forward.

"Little Wei!" Si tensed up.

But Chi Mu stepped in front of Little Wei before he could react. The staff stabbed straight through—blood splattered across their faces, leaving speckles of red.

"Gu Wei…" Chi Mu touched the blood on his face, looking miserable.

"This hurts like hell. Does this count as contributing to the continent?" he whined.

"Hurt my ass! Did it even hit you?" Little Wei stared at the skeleton in front of him. What a mess.

The staff had pierced straight into the eye socket and got stuck there.

Li Yu’s body had long rotted away, leaving only a skull with barely any flesh left—now even that was gone.

Chi Mu tossed the skeleton aside and wiped his hands with an illusionary handkerchief.

"I panicked, okay? If you died again, Liu Sisi would slap me silly. I don’t want that—I’m too old to be hit by a woman. That’s just embarrassing," Chi Mu grumbled, rubbing his cheek.

Meanwhile, the staff lodged in the skull seemed annoyed.

It wrenched itself free and transformed into a black-clad, dark-haired boy around seven or eight years old. Before he could rush at Little Wei, he got slapped.

"Who do you think you’re messing with?" Little Wei said flatly.

The boy pouted, hugged his knees, and squatted on the ground, drawing circles in the dirt.

"So… this is your kid?" Chi Mu crouched, eyeing the boy.

"Pretty cute. Looks like you when you were little," he mused, stroking his chin.

"As if you’d know," Little Wei scoffed.

"Mommy."

Before Little Wei could react, the boy hugged him tightly.

Hearing that horrifying title, Chi Mu shuddered, then watched as Little Wei slapped the brat twice.

"Get lost. Turn into a girl."

The boy squatted again, drawing more circles.

"Can’t right now. I’m in Destruction Form," he mumbled pitifully.

"What does that mean?" Little Wei was utterly lost.

"Oh right! I just noticed—the triangular crystal on your staff turned red, and the whole staff’s black now. Wasn’t it ice-blue before?" Chi Mu stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Wait… are you the Dark Fairy Xiaoyue?"

"I’ll dark fairy your ass," Little Wei snapped.

As they bickered, the black-clad boy dissolved into a red glow, gradually lightening until a white-robed, half-haired little girl emerged—looking eerily similar to the boy.

"Mom—"

Little Wei shot her a glare.

"Big brother," the staff whimpered.

"Your staff’s mutating. And it’s just like you—black turns male, white turns female. So is it a boy or a girl?" Chi Mu was baffled.

Normally, artifacts that cultivate human forms align with their master’s gender.

Even Si hadn’t expected this.

"Let’s set that aside. What’s going on with you?" Little Wei still couldn’t make sense of the situation.

"Big brother, let me explain! I’m in Hope Form. When the staff turns gold and silver, that’s me. It gains healing, recovery, and purification abilities," the little girl counted on her fingers.

"Does it have Flash? Or Berserk?" Chi Mu butted in.

The staff ignored him. "In boy form, it’s Destruction Form. You already know about its devouring power. Now it has another ability—Absolute Destruction. It can annihilate anything, even entire dimensions."

Hearing this, Chi Mu felt a chill.

Good thing he blocked with the skeleton earlier. The staff must’ve just been disoriented—its attacks weren’t that strong.

"So… are you a boy or a girl?" Little Wei asked.

The white-skirted lolita fidgeted, lowering her lashes, lips curling as she tugged at her dress.

"I’m a cute boy~"

Little Wei’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Before he even hit the ground for five seconds, Chi Mu shook him awake.

"You can’t abandon your kid after giving birth."

Little Wei: "…"

Death would’ve been better.

He coughed violently, lungs nearly giving out.

"Can it still absorb demonic energy?" Little Wei felt like vomiting blood.

"Yes. It’ll be fine if resolved within three days."

"Honestly, the priority now is naming the kid. Right, ‘mom’—er, dad?" Chi Mu patted Little Wei’s shoulder.

"If you’re no good at it, I’ll do it. How about ‘Dogegg’? Super tough."

(Some unrelated notes: Previously, the staff absorbed and converted energy, so it had saturation periods.)

Now that there’s a doppelgänger, the demon clan’s affairs are quickly resolved, and this world will soon come to an end. The main focus is Little Wei’s original world, which is the central storyline, so this world will definitely be written about in more detail.

Moreover, I really enjoy storytelling. No matter the genre of the novel, I always try to bring warmth to the readers.

Chi Mu is a good person. He doesn’t have romantic feelings for Little Wei—he used to, but not anymore. He’s someone who knows his boundaries well. In a general sense, he’s considered Little Wei’s student, and I hope readers won’t dislike him.

So far, I think Chi Mu might be the best-written male supporting character I’ve created.

He’s sunny, knows his limits, is grateful, and driven. Even though he’s an orphan, he doesn’t harbor resentment toward the world. After Gu Wei’s death, though he thought of Liu Sisi, even if they were to meet, he wouldn’t actually end up with Si. At most, he’d offer comfort and become a good friend.

Gu Wei was his mentor and friend. He once witnessed Gu Wei sacrificing his divine soul to protect the Canglan Continent. For someone who was just a wandering rogue at the time, the scene was overwhelmingly shocking—as dazzling as fireworks—and he knew then that he could never measure up to Gu Wei.

From Gu Wei, he found meaning in life.

So his search for Si is largely about making amends to her. After all, Si is the wife of the savior, and he owes a debt of gratitude to Gu Wei.

I don’t know how many readers will make it to this point in my ramblings, but I truly hope that no matter what trials and tribulations you face, you can be like Chi Mu—grateful, discerning, and driven. Even if we all end up as ordinary people in the future, if we can truly shine for our families or ourselves, then it’s all worth it.

Life is fleeting, like grass in autumn. If you feel like you can’t do anything right, maybe lower your expectations a little. Eat your favorite dish, or put down your phone, grab a milk tea, and take a walk in the park or by the sea—let go of your worries for a while.

Try leaving your phone behind and going out for a walk just once. You’ll come to love the feeling, I promise.

Finally, good morning, everyone.

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