There's A Weird Uncle

After the sudden fiasco in the study a few days ago, Long Yuan'an finally started cultivating for real. Before this, he was only trained to temper his body with simple exercises. Now that he can see and absorb aura by himself, he was also taught how to regulate the aura around his body and control his usage of aura.

It took a while getting used to having aura entering his body, but once he got used to it he realized that he had jumped two levels of Qi Refining stage and became a Level 3 Qi Refining Cultivator. Long Tianyue was very satisfied. As expected of his and Yunyun's child, this talent would definitely topple every kid in his generation miles behind him.

Today, Long Yuan'an was told by his father to have a rest from his training. It was because Long Tianyue had something to do and went out with Huang Feiyun. The exact sentence was: "I've been training you for almost a month. I miss the world of two people with my wife. You're going to look after the house today."

In short, his parents went on a date and left their 4-year old son alone on the top of a peak.

Of course, Long Yuan'an wasn't exactly alone, though. There were servants and most definitely his bodyguards with him. And since he wasn't exactly a real kid, he wasn't that mindful of being left behind by his parents. Mother also said that Aunt Xue will be coming over to babysit him in the afternoon, so while waiting he decided to analyze and fix some of his creations that malfunctioned for improvement.

Holding a wooden automaton in his hand, Long Yuan'an sat on the mat placed inside his mother's makeshift study. There was a low table placed in the center of the study to entertain guest, and it was just the right height for the young boy's short body.

Actually, there was also his mother's study table placed in the innermost part of the study room. Although he was allowed to use the study table too, it was too high for his comfort. Plus, the blueprints for her creations were kept inside of the study table. There would be no way he'd stay anywhere near something that contained corporate secret.

Besides, the low table was wide and have enough space for him to do whatever he wanted without thinking of it being messy. He can also just lie on the floor whenever he became tired of sitting. So, he immediately took the low table as his own study table.

Time passed by fast when you're doing what you enjoy. By the time he fixed the automaton, he finally felt hunger hitting him. Long Yuan'an was just about to call for a maidservant, when he saw a stranger sitting in front of him, staring at the automaton in his hands.

The man looked around 30, with big burly build and appearance that screamed "MUSCLE!!!" throughout his whole body even with the long and big robe he was wearing. He looked fairly handsome, with thick sword eyebrows, phoenix-shaped eyes, tall nose, and a thin pursed lips. His hair was black with a few strands of grey in between, tightly pulled to the back into a bun and held by a cloud-shaped white jade coronet. Looking at the design of his robe, Long Yuan'an realized that the man may be an inner disciple or an elder of Mysterious Star Sect because he has seen his Second Uncle wearing a robe with similar design.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Long Yuan'an was very surprised. He just started learning cultivation, so his vigilance was not as acute. But he knew that his bodyguards hiding in the shadow have high martial arts skill and would never let any danger come anywhere near him.

There was no way a mere stranger would be allowed to be on his father's peak residence, much less entering his mother's study. Although the man in front of him is a disciple of Mysterious Star Sect, his mother's work does not have any involvement with the sect. Therefore, anything in his mother's study is a corporate secret that should not be shown to anyone. However, being able to enter his father's peak residence, unless the person is someone familiar with his parents, no one would be so daring to enter.

"Hei Yue?" The boy called, and a shadow immediately appeared and knelt behind him.

"Young Lord, what is your order?"

"Where's Aunt Xue?" Long Yuan'an continued looking at the stranger as he spoke, while the man only continued staring at the automaton in his little hands. Feeling sweat pouring over his back, the young boy only blinked his starry eyes at the man. Isn't the tension too high? He could even hear the sound effects of a rumbling engine in his mind!

"The sect master was held back by a few elders at the main peak right now. She let Elder Bing's eldest apprentice babysit you until she returns." Hei Yue tried to reply solemnly, but Long Yuan'an could hear the hidden mirth in his tone.

So to say, the uncle in front of him is Elder Bing's eldest disciple?

He had heard of Elder Bing of Cloudy Iron Peak from his father. Apparently, the old man was an alchemist freak whose lifelong goal was to create the ultimate creation. What kind of creation it was, was unknown though. The old man was proficient in any type of alchemy, but his best was definitely in weaponry. As for the old man's disciple, it was unknown what type of alchemy does he specialized in, as Long Tianyue never told him about the man.

"...Uhhh, uncle? Are you Elder Bing's eldest disciple?" Long Yuan'an asked, unsure. The man have been staring for a while without a sound, so he was feeling really awkward right now. Unconsciously, his little hands played with the key to the automaton to ease the sense of awkwardness in him.

The man's eyes moved following the movement of Long Yuan'an's little hands, as if expecting something to happen. When the boy's hands released the automaton and it moved by itself, the man's serious face changed to amazement and his eyes shone bright like he was seeing a miracle. The boy even seemed to hear the silent "Oooohhh" and "Aaaahhh" from the man's agape mouth.

"Uhhh, earth to this uncle?" Long Yuan'an called again. Is this man the silently passionate type? This is going to be hard to communicate. Isn't there any way to bring this man back to his senses? (¯―¯٥)