How Can Something So Wrong Felt So Right All Along(Ongoing)

Misunderstanding

With the light of the moon that brightens the grounds of Wuxia Peak Wang ZhenXian immediately run at the back of bamboo trees and dive in the spring.

In Wuxia Peak not only is it rich with spiritual energy it is also filled with great things. Like the spring that would turn hot in the night and cold during the daytime it really is a very interesting spring. The cold spring could heal wounds while the hot spring could remove toxicities in one's body.

Only those who reside in Wuxia Peak were given the chance to take a bath in the place. If outsiders would come diving in the spring it would be thrown by the spring itself.

The spring is like having a high intelligence quotient that would only accept owners preventing outsiders.

Wang ZhenXian heard of the story about the spring in his friend Bai Xingzi that the spring is an epitome of springs around the Zhuàngguān Continent so it is a very important relic not only for Yan Sect but the entire continent.

Wang ZhenXian is considered one of the owners now so he effortlessly swam in the spring in the middle of the night.

He laughed so hard in his mind. To think that the Young Master in the 21st century would be turned into a servant, a lowly slave, and being thrown out in the middle of the night to take a bath. Wang ZhenXian just laughs out his unfortunate events.

It didn't take a lot of time after he finishes his hygiene and wearing his mint blue Hanfu and his wet ink hair that he forcibly tied he looked like a chick that accidentally hit a swamp mah!

Wang ZhenXian hurriedly went outside the room of his teacher. He didn't knock he just remain in there thinking if he would tell his Shizun to open the door for him but that would be so shameless ah! He is a servant slash disciple now so he should be the one to do that.

And that is also unethical if he just opens the door without warning. So he gulped his saliva and clenched his hand while hanging it in the air attempting to knock.

But before his hand could reach the door he felt an energy restricting him to touch the door. Left with no choice he gasped for air and said: "Shizun your disciple is here!"

But only the sound of crickets replied to his words. He tried to speak again but his Shizun didn't answer him. So he has no choice but to wait outside the bamboo hut of his Venerable Shizun.

A moment later and the bright moonlight was covered with ashy clouds making the land to be filled with darkness in ready for the rain to come.

Wang ZhenXian didn't feel a bit scared he likes darkness anyway so he idly sits on the side of the bamboo hut.

But the darkness not only vanished but either bring small droplets of water and a surged of rumbling sounds. A bolt of lightning erupted and the strong wind blows a cold freezing air. That gives Wang ZhenXian a goosebump feels.

"It is somewhat unlikely to rain in summer season but today the raindrops poured to water the dried soil of the plants." ZhenXian murmured feeling melancholy in his heart. Honestly, he hated the rainy season a lot as it would make his heart empty.

But he remains still and didn't move an inch in the corner of the bamboo hut good thing it only took an incense stick to burn before the raindrops halted from falling. But no matter how short the time was Wang ZhenXian once again bathed but this time in the raindrops.

It was at the moment, the Venerable Shizun saw him at a distance. Holding an oil paper umbrella with a painting of plum blossom. His typically aloof nature gives a small hint of worry.