The Purple Song Sage, who had taken the entire cake, felt his mood was better than ever before!
If he went to show off this whole cake to that guy Yun Ye, the effect would definitely be better than bringing the half-eaten one from earlier!
He could already imagine Yun Ye’s envious and jealous face.
A thousand years ago, though he had been the one to win Xue Chen’s heart, so what?
A thousand years later, Xue Chen’s daughter had personally made a cake for him. That child was practically like his own daughter—their master-disciple relationship couldn’t be better!
The Purple Song Sage smiled. Honestly, even now, he still couldn’t understand why Xue Chen had chosen Yun Ye back then.
Wasn’t that brat Yun Ye just a tiny bit better-looking than him?
As for magical power and cultivation, he was sure he wasn’t the slightest bit inferior to Yun Ye, and his status was no less either!
Ah! All of it could only be summed up with a sigh—fate had brought them together, but destiny had kept them apart.
Holding the cake, the Purple Song Sage flew out of Luoyun Mountain, heading straight for Yun Ye.
Of course, he wasn’t so bored as to specifically bring a cake to the demon realm just to show off to Yun Ye.
At the moment, Yun Ye wasn’t far from Luoyun Mountain. If he sped up a little, he might even find Yun Ye before the cake cooled down.
Thinking this, the Purple Song Sage had no awareness of how childish his behavior was.
Soon, in the wilderness not far from Luoyun Mountain, he found Yun Ye, who was currently arranging demon soldiers. And that brat Mo Changxing was there too.
The father and son were leisurely sipping tea while eating the large chunk of cake they had snatched from him earlier.
Tsk, tsk, tsk! Look at that! Look at Yun Ye’s smug, satisfied expression—ugh!
“Master!” Seeing the Purple Song Sage, Mo Changxing stood up and greeted him with a smile.
“Hmph!” The Purple Song Sage snorted coldly, barely acknowledging him.
No wonder mortals often said, “If you want money, earn it yourself; if you want a son, raise him yourself!”
Indeed, a master could never compare to a father!
That brat Mo Changxing had schemed to steal most of his cake earlier—just to offer it to Yun Ye!
His proud eldest disciple had snatched food from him just to present it to his adoptive father!
Wasn’t there a saying that a teacher for a day was a father for life? Then, as his master, wasn’t he also like a father to Mo Changxing?!
But look at this treatment!
The Purple Song Sage once again felt his heart turn ice-cold.
Meanwhile, Yun Ye’s gaze was fixed on the large cake in the Purple Song Sage’s hands.
This was made by his daughter!
For so many years, to protect his daughter Qingxue, he had endured the pain of separation, unable to acknowledge her even when they met.
Who knew how much his heart ached with longing for his wife and daughter during those lonely nights?
But no matter how much he suffered, no matter how much he missed them, he always remembered—he absolutely could not reveal his relationship with Qingxue!
If those with ill intentions found out Qingxue was his real daughter, her life would be in grave danger!
Yun Ye’s eyes remained locked on the cake as he stood and walked toward the Purple Song Sage, saying coolly, “Are you here to deliver cake to me too?”
The Purple Song Sage immediately hid the cake behind his back, eyeing Yun Ye warily. “This was made by my beloved disciple Qingxue—for me!”
“You’re lying!” Yun Ye retorted without hesitation, reaching out. “Hand over the cake my daughter made!”
“No!” The Purple Song Sage stepped back, suddenly regretting his decision. Judging by Yun Ye’s expression, this was about to turn into a cake battle!
“This cake is a gift from my disciple Qingxue! Besides, your son already stole a huge piece to give to you!”
“Will you give it to me willingly, or do I have to take it by force?”
“No!” The Purple Song Sage retreated further.
Damn, like father, like son! Always trying to take his things—were they born bandits or what?!
Backing outside, the Purple Song Sage summoned the wind beneath his feet, ready to flee.
“Stop!” Yun Ye flicked his wrist, sending a black whip lashing toward him.
The Purple Song Sage barely dodged, only to see Mo Changxing already blocking his escape.
That ungrateful brat! Truly, a master was no match for a father! (╥﹏╥)
Fine, he’d go all out!
In a flash of inspiration, the Purple Song Sage stopped running. Right in front of Yun Ye and Mo Changxing, he opened his mouth and took a huge bite out of the round cake.
Think you can steal my cake again? Not a chance! I’ll eat it all before your eyes!
Seeing the Purple Song Sage sink his teeth into his daughter’s cake, Yun Ye panicked, his movements becoming even swifter.
“Gah!”
But no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t stop the Purple Song Sage from ravaging the cake.
With that massive bite, the round cake instantly lost a huge chunk. Chewing smugly, the Purple Song Sage smirked at Yun Ye.
Black mist began swirling around Yun Ye’s body.
The moment it appeared, it surged toward the cake-munching Purple Song Sage.
The Purple Song Sage recognized it immediately—the rare Phantom Black Mist of the demon realm.
This mist was not only highly toxic but could also solidify into deadly weapons!
In the blink of an eye, Yun Ye was shrouded in the dark fog.
Then, countless black arrows materialized from the mist, all shooting toward the Purple Song Sage.
Simultaneously, shadowy tendrils slithered rapidly toward him.
Still chewing cake, the Purple Song Sage twitched at the sight.
Seriously?! Over a cake, you’re going this hard?!
Too much! Fine, he’d retaliate!
Standing his ground, the Purple Song Sage ignored the attacks, focusing solely on shoveling cake into his mouth.
Damn it! After all these years of friendship, he refused to believe Yun Ye would actually try to kill him over this!
“Oof!”
Mid-bite, the Purple Song Sage suddenly felt a kick to his backside.
Caught off guard, he stumbled forward, losing his balance—and the cake flew from his hands.
Yun Ye lunged, catching it midair.
Looking down at the mangled cake, he felt physical pain.
Meanwhile, the Purple Song Sage turned, glaring furiously at Mo Changxing, who had just kicked him.
Suddenly, he really, really, really wanted to expel this unfilial disciple!
“Hmph!” After a long, pointed glare, the Purple Song Sage summoned the wind and sped back to Luoyun Mountain.
He remembered—Qingxue still had almost two cakes left!
This time, he swore he wouldn’t show off. He’d lock himself in and enjoy his spoils in peace!
His plan was perfect—except by the time he returned, Yun Qingxue’s remaining cakes had already been devoured by everyone else.
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