Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

"Master," Ye Fengci called out from outside the door. Bai Jin's ears pricked up and he stood up to open the door.

"Little rabbit, why are you here?" Bai Jin put away his ears.

"How did you get in? Didn't His Highness not allow you to come in?"

"He used magic to sneak in. How's my master?" Ye Fengci said as he rushed in. Bai Jin couldn't stop him.

Xie Jingshu's eyes were still open, "Master, Master,"

"Don't shout, he has lost all his senses and can't hear anything," Bai Jin sat on the white jade chair.

Ye Fengci was shocked, "How could I not hear it? How could it be possible?"

"After that quarrel with you, he was seriously injured and didn't get any treatment, and he lost a lot of spiritual power. Who told you to say that to him?" Bai Jin raised his eyebrows and stopped looking at Ye Fengci. Ye Fengci wanted to hug Xie Jingshu, but gave up when he saw someone else.

"I didn't mean to do that. I know I was wrong." "What did you do wrong?"

"I——" Ye Fengci was speechless for a moment. To be honest, he really didn't know where he went wrong.

Bai Jin said, "You are wrong. The stinky fox was punished not because of me, but because of himself, because he couldn't control himself."

"What's the connection between these two things?" Ye Fengci thought hard.

"Yes, you see him the same way you see others. You think the fox lost its tail because of me, but His Highness said that you died for him. In his heart, you should think about whether you are thinking that you had to die because of him."

"What the hell is going on here!" Ye Fengci was simply confused by this logic. How could they think alike? He decided to wait for Xie Jingshu to wake up.

Explain to him clearly that this is not what you meant. Yue Yunshan,

"Why hasn't Master come yet? The martial arts competition is about to begin. Do I have to go alone?"

Elder Qingyue said, "Didn't you say that Ling Meng was injured? Then let your master rest for a while, and tell him the result when he comes back, it's the same."

Mu Qinghan curled his lips, "How can the master not accompany his disciple to the competition? I can only see the master for a short time every year. I don't even know where he goes."

Elder Qingyue said solemnly, "Do you regret worshipping him as your master? If you worshipped another elder, you would see him every day."

Mu Qinghan said, "How is it possible? How could I regret it?"

"That's all. I see that Elder Ling Meng is no ordinary person. His figure and temperament are similar to those of the Nine Heavens Exiled Immortal. Just be patient and wait."

After saying this, Elder Qingyue gave Mu Qinghan a newly made pure gold sword.

It must be said that this golden sword looks good no matter how you look at it. He swung it twice and the sword hit the wall and suddenly bent a little.

He yelled, "Dad, your sword made of gold looks good, but it's too soft. It bends when you touch it."

"Then why don't you add some spiritual power? It can also see the strength of your spiritual power. Okay, don't cause trouble for your father. Your father is also very busy. Practice well and don't embarrass your master."

"Got it," Mu Qinghan danced the sword in the air twice. This sword was quite suitable for his vision. Half a month passed quickly.

It was time for the martial arts competition among the various sects. Mu Qinghan followed the large group of Yueyun Mountain Sect to the competition peak. There were young talents from all over the world. Mu Qinghan was like a bird with its tail cocked, looking at everything here with his head held high. However, he did not underestimate the enemy. He wanted to fight for the first place. At least, he could not waste the title of the disciple of the first elder in the upper cultivation world.

I can't let Xie Jingshu down. The competition is divided into seven rounds. The best disciples will be selected in the seven rounds. Finally, the two best disciples will compete with each other.

After the competition, the top spot can be confirmed. Mu Qinghan always gets first place in the sect's monthly evaluation.

Zhong was not afraid of the competition. After seven rounds of competition, it was only him and a disciple of Qingze Sect who were left to compete. As expected, he won first place again.

At the end of the meeting, the abbot announced, "The Yueyunshan Sect - Mu Qinghan won."

Mu Qinghan did not feel the turbulent emotions he had felt in the past few days. He now just wanted to find Xie Jingshu and tell him the news that he had won first place.

After returning to the sect, he lost his appetite and only wanted to see Xie Jingshu. Elder Qingyue said,

"Mu Qinghan, are you planning to starve to death here if your master doesn't come back? Are you suffering from lovesickness?"

"I don't want to eat. Why does my master always not want me?"

"If you don't eat, he won't come back now. He doesn't know whether you have eaten or not. Be obedient and eat the food. Practice well. Besides, Elder Reimu is not the only one who comes and goes without a trace."

Elder Qingyue ordered the kitchen to prepare countless delicious dishes.

None of the dishes appealed to Mu Qinghan. After the competition, Mu Qinghan either lay down and waited for Xie Jingshu.

He just sat there waiting for Xie Jingshu, but he never saw him no matter how hard he tried, and he felt extremely depressed.

After being in a daze for nearly four or five months, one day, the door was pushed open.

"Who is it?" Mu Qinghan rubbed his eyes and looked out the door. "Me," "Master!"

Mu Qinghan stood up excitedly. If the white-robed immortal wasn't his master, who else could it be?

But at this moment, the white-robed immortal had a piece of silk covering his eyes. Bai Jin supported him, and Ye Fengci followed far behind. He walked over and helped Xie Jingshu in.

"Master, where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back? I thought you didn't want me anymore."

"I went back to my tribe to recuperate. Some of my injuries were serious and I couldn't get up, so I was delayed. Have you been practicing well?"

Mu Qinghan felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned this. "Um, um, I, oh, by the way, Master, I won first place in the martial arts competition and didn't bring shame to you, I, I..."

"Not bad," Xie Jingshu didn't think this competition was useful, but it would be better to encourage the children.

"Master, what happened to your eyes? Why are you wearing a ribbon?"

"I'm injured, but it should be healed soon," Xie Jingshu said, his spirit body was damaged, and his five senses were gradually recovering. His eyes had not recovered yet. After Xie Jingshu finished speaking, he found that Bai Jin had been holding his hand tightly.

"What's wrong? Bai Jin,"

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you," Bai Jin's tone was not the same as before.

Xie Jingshu also felt that Bai Jin seemed to be different since he woke up.

Let Bai Jin sit aside, "Bai Jin, go ahead and I'll listen," Bai Jin told his memories verbatim,

The more Xie Jingshu listened, the deeper his frown deepened. "Your Highness, I'm going to the demon tribe, kill these two foxes, and save my master."

"Ah, the demon tribe also usurped the throne," Mu Qinghan widened his eyes. This rabbit was originally the king of the demon tribe. "Such things happen everywhere, not only in the demon tribe, but also in humans."

Xie Jingshu was used to this, but he was worried, "Bai Jin, even if you want revenge, your spiritual power has not recovered yet.

You can't fight those two fox demons directly. When I recover a little, I will restore your spiritual power. It will be safer for you to go then."

Bai Jin held Xie Jingshu's hand gratefully, "Your Highness, I know you are worried about me, but you can't waste your spiritual energy on others anymore. Your body,

He hesitated to speak, and Xie Jingshu didn't seem to care as much as before, "Stupid rabbit, do you think I'm weak now?"

"Your Highness, that's not what I meant. Your Highness is the most powerful," Xie Jingshu said, "Bai Jin, what was your original name?"

"Bai Chujin," Xie Jingshu smiled with relief, "It turns out that there is only one word missing, little rabbit, if I had discovered it earlier, I could have healed you earlier. Now, I am half dead, and no one can help me."

"Your Highness, don't say that about yourself. Your Highness, you are just injured, and I am a demon. Your Highness should not help me heal my wounds."

"There are good monsters. If the little rabbit is the king of the monster tribe, then the monster tribe will definitely be as kind as the little rabbit. Little rabbit, when I get better, I will help you."

Xie Jingshu was not talking nonsense. He was the only one who could open the barrier that sealed the demon world. However, as the prince of the dragon clan, he would have to disguise himself well.