[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 150

Chapter 150: The Love She Wants

When Dugu Yuan’an left the wing room and closed the door, Ge Kan stared at her silently all the time. Many believers of the “Peace Can Last Forever Sect” were eating and drinking in the restaurant lobby, extremely quiet. Not a single person spoke or chatted, in stark contrast to the neighboring tables of Jianghu chivalrous warriors whose vision hadn’t recovered, loudly cursing Yu Hanhong.

Dugu Yuan’an originally didn’t want to have any contact with this biological father. But since he was standing here staring at her, she couldn’t ignore his existence anymore.

“Do you have anything else to say?” Dugu Yuan’an said calmly.

Ge Kan only looked down at her, saying nothing.

Dugu Yuan’an frowned. Only after seeing Ge Kan did she understand why Xue Mu said she looked somewhat similar to Diwu Miaofu. It turned out that their appearances inherited more or less from their biological father, only Diwu Miaofu inherited more, and she inherited less.

“If there is nothing else, don’t disturb me, and don’t disturb my wife. She is receiving treatment at this moment and cannot tolerate outsiders knocking on the door casually.” Dugu Yuan’an’s tone became colder. Ge Kan just looked at the wing room door, then looked back at her. Finally, he took out a redwood box from his black robe and handed it to her.

Dugu Yuan’an didn’t take it. “What is this?”

“The original copy of the ‘Burning Soul Heart Sutra’ is kept in the secret room of our sect. Wu Qing is the son of the previous Cult Leader, so he could learn the ‘Burning Soul Heart Sutra.’ I could only learn it after becoming the Cult Leader.”

“Dharma King Lie Sheng was a young man from the Middle Earth and didn’t know about this. He only thought the ‘Burning Soul Heart Sutra’ was the strongest martial art passed down by a high monk. Wu Qing actually gave a copy to the Middle Earth. He was bent on getting this martial art, but didn’t know that the copy Wu Qing gave could only be understood by people from the Western Regions. He snatched the martial art back, found he couldn’t understand it, and was chased by Yu Hanhong. In desperation, he destroyed the copy.”

Dugu Yuan’an understood the cause and effect instantly, but still didn’t take it. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she said, “Why are you giving me this?”

“The mental cultivation mantra Wu Qing taught your wife back then is the core essential of the ‘Burning Soul Heart Sutra’.” Ge Kan said, “Your wife could alleviate her own ‘Raging Tide Poison’ with this essential and comprehend the mental cultivation method to improve her internal kung fu by several levels. It’s because she is gifted. Giving this secret manual to her, she will definitely achieve great success in the future.”

Dugu Yuan’an said, “My wife is already married and cannot be the next Cult Leader of your sect.”

Since only the Cult Leader or the Cult Leader’s children can learn this martial art, if Mu’er learns it, wouldn’t she be taken back by Ge Kan to become the next Cult Leader?

Ge Kan shook his head, his voice low and gentle. “This is my sincerity.”

Sincerity?

Dugu Yuan’an looked into his eyes calmly. Sincerity of apology? Heh.

“Your wife is being treated by Duke Wutu using his own internal energy. After recovery, her internal energy will be so strong that even the Sect Leaders of major sects will have to weigh their strength against hers. Coupled with the help of the ‘Burning Soul Heart Sutra,’ she will definitely become a peerless expert of her generation in the future.” Ge Kan said, “Your ‘Soul Cold Twelve Arts’ can only be cultivated by people of your Yu Clan of Jin Mountain. I can’t help you, so I can only give you some medicinal pills to help you strengthen your body.” As he spoke, he handed the wooden box to Dugu Yuan’an again. “The secret manual is in the bottom secret compartment; above are some medicinal pills.”

Dugu Yuan’an was silent for a long time before taking the wooden box. Seeing Ge Kan faintly revealing a dazed expression, she said, “Do you have anything else to say?”

Ge Kan hesitated for a moment and said, “Maiden Yu Hancheng… your mother, did she ever mention me to you?”

Dugu Yuan’an said, “If an outsider leaves Jin Mountain, they are considered non-existent. Do you think my mother would mention you in front of my sister?”

Ge Kan lowered his eyebrows. “Your sister…”

“My sister and I are twin sisters. It’s just that she was the direct heir, while I was the one to be sent down the mountain.” Dugu Yuan’an said, “However, my fate was a bit better, while my sister and my mother’s fates were a bit worse. You will never see them again.”

While Ge Kan was stunned, she said faintly, “After you left, maybe you never thought that one day you would never see them again. When you took Sect Leader Qing Lan’s daughter away to raise, presumably you didn’t think about the flesh and blood left in the Central Plains. I cannot say any words of forgiveness to you on behalf of my mother or my sister. I only know that I will not crave your fatherly love, because I have had true fatherly love for a long time.”

After finishing, she extended her hand to the side. “Please leave. I don’t want my wife to be disturbed by anyone again.”

Ge Kan’s gaze wavered slightly. He nodded silently, turned around, and walked downstairs.

Looking at his back, Dugu Yuan’an didn’t feel much emotion. She just thought in her heart: A person who abandoned love should have no reason to seek love back. This is his karma.

And the love she wanted, many people had given her over the years.

**

For the next twelve hours (six shichen), Dugu Yuan’an stayed in the wing room watching Grandmaster treat Xue Mu and circulate her breath. She saw Xue Mu’s face becoming rosier and rosier, and a strong heat began to emerge around her body. Whenever Dugu Yuan’an approached two steps forward and extended her fingertips, her skin was burned by the heat in the air, and she had to shrink back.

During these twelve hours, Xue Mu’s pain increased more and more, until her face was almost numb, her features distorted stiffly, unable to relax at all. Grandmaster’s expression also became more solemn towards the end. Twelve hours later, the expressions of both Xue Mu and Grandmaster softened. Dugu Yuan’an watched quietly, knowing that Xue Mu had passed the most difficult hurdle. The corners of her lips raised slightly, her eyes full of soft love.

Until the night was deep, until the morning sun rose in the east, Xue Mu had entered a state of meditation. Her internal breath circulated slowly in her body, settling calmly back to her Dantian. At a quarter past the Hour of the Dragon, she exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. When she opened her eyes, her face was glowing, her spirit refreshed, and her whole body had inexhaustible strength. Leaping off the bed, she bowed solemnly to Grandmaster who was meditating with closed eyes. Seeing he was the old uncle she had met once, she was shocked and endlessly grateful.

Duke Wutu opened his eyes and sighed lightly, his voice low. “You encountered a great calamity this time, but also gained an excellent opportunity from it. Among your peers, I’m afraid no one can match you anymore.”

Xue Mu whispered yes. After getting up, seeing Dugu Yuan’an not in the wing room, she hurriedly opened the door to look for her, coincidentally meeting Dugu Yuan’an who came back from buying breakfast.

“A-Mu—” Dugu Yuan’an almost dropped the basket in her hand. With quick eyes and hands, Xue Mu took the basket and pulled her into her arms!

“Yuan’er!” Xue Mu buried her face in her neck and shoulder, inhaling the faint fragrance on her body obsessively. She had never felt as happy as this moment in her life. She thought she was going to leave the world and be separated from Yuan’er by death. Who would have thought she could survive?!

Holding Dugu Yuan’an, she didn’t realize her hand strength had increased significantly. Dugu Yuan’an almost couldn’t breathe and bit her ear hard.

Xue Mu looked up at her red eyes. Pity and guilt rose in her heart. Kissing her eyes, she admitted her mistake in a low voice, “I shouldn’t have made you so sad.” Then she added, “But I don’t regret protecting you.”

Holding back tears, Dugu Yuan’an punched her shoulder hard. Actually, that punch didn’t feel much to Xue Mu, but she still cried “Ouch,” hugging her beloved wife and coaxing her repeatedly until she smiled.