MMJWQC Chapter 30

Translator: Moonlit

Editor: kiki

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No one could have expected that Bai Yichen would pull off a live transformation into an animal. Chu Ruochun had to come up with a last-minute excuse to get rid of Zhen Ping.

Chu Ruochun held the white fox and said, “This is his pet, Little White Fox. He asked me to pick it up. Maybe he had to leave for something.”

Zhen Ping scratched his head, saying, “I didn’t know he had a small pet.”

Chu Ruochun guessed that Bai Yichen hadn’t let anyone around him discover his true form. He explained, “We both bought our pets at the same pet store. I’m just here to pick mine up. Let’s go.”

Chu Ruochun didn’t want to get involved in the rest of the situation.

Bai Yichen’s clothes were left on the floor, but Chu Ruochun opened the door first and used his concealment technique. Zhen Ping couldn’t see anything.

Back at the TV station, less than half an hour had passed. Chu Ruochun had only taken away a white fox, and Zhen Ping couldn’t find his artist.

Downstairs, Chu Ruochun and Chu Ruolin continued filming.

Each brother held a fox, making for an interesting scene.

“Brother, should we take them home first? The white fox looks a bit weak.”

“Sure, but we’ll have to order takeout later. We can’t take you out for a fancy dinner.”

“How about we cook something nice for them tonight?” Chu Ruolin’s gaze was drawn to the white fox. He remembered that classmates who had cats or dogs would prepare special meals for them. He suggested, “What if we cook dinner for them tonight?”

Chu Ruochun, who had no culinary talents whatsoever, chuckled. “I think you’re putting your brother in a difficult spot.”

“I can do it! I’ll cook!” Chu Ruolin volunteered.

Bai Yichen had the ability to transform and naturally had a higher level of cultivation. He whispered, “Call Lu Ming or Feng Qi. They can cook.” He knew he had disrupted Chu Ruochun’s work and wanted to make amends.

Chu Ruochun playfully tapped Chu Ruolin’s forehead and said, “No need for your help.”

After returning home, Chu Ruochun first checked on Bai Yichen’s condition.

He wasn’t injured, and his cultivation level wasn’t low. So why did he suddenly transform and couldn’t revert?

Bai Yichen saw all the cameras in Chu Ruochun’s home and followed him into the bathroom. He explained, “I’ve been dealing with some special circumstances. Controlling those desires consumed a lot of spiritual energy, which made it impossible for me to control my form.”

“Special circumstances,” Chu Ruochun pondered for a moment. “So, it’s like a mating season. It means your cultivation level isn’t high enough; otherwise, you shouldn’t experience this.”

“I haven’t transformed for many years,” Bai Yichen admitted with some embarrassment. His true form was too large, and there were certain things he couldn’t control.

“You have a connection with Feng Qi’s parents,” Chu Ruochun looked at Bai Yichen perched on the toilet lid and remarked.

“You’re right. Feng Qi’s father saved me. Later, to repay the favor, I’ve been staying by Feng Qi’s side to protect him from other malicious entities. However, I haven’t been able to protect him for many years,” Bai Yichen said with a touch of regret and sadness.

“Why?”

“Feng Qi won’t live past thirty. The Feng family has a curse that affects every other generation. Regardless of their physical condition, they all die on their thirtieth birthday.”

“The Feng family holds a significant position in the world of metaphysics. Can’t they break their own curse?” Chu Ruochun knew about the Feng family and had met Feng Qi’s parents.

Twenty years ago, he had the privilege of meeting the Feng family.

Bai Yichen shook his head. “They can’t break it. But I only know a little about it, and I overheard it. Feng Qi can’t stand hearing these things, and he never believes them.”

“I can guess that he probably doesn’t even know you’re a white fox,” Chu Ruochun said with a smile, affirming it.

“Hmm,” Bai Yichen nodded in distress.

“Next time, you can try telling him, he will believe it,” Chu Ruochun paused for a moment, then added, “He’s slowly coming around.”

“Then, I must thank Master Chu. By the way, can you help me revert to human form sooner?” Bai Yichen looked at his reflection in the mirror, slightly tilting his head at a perfect angle.

Seeing his vanity, Chu Ruochun didn’t say much and replied, “Tonight, absorb the essence of the sun and moon with Little Red Fox, and you should be able to recover by tomorrow morning. You haven’t been practicing properly for a long time.”

Bai Yichen raised his paw, “It’s the temptation of the mortal world. I can’t resist the urge to play with my phone.”

Every night when he wanted to cultivate, he couldn’t help but browse Weibo and watch videos, and before he knew it, time had passed, completely hindering his cultivation.

Or it would be friends calling him out for drinks every night.

Chu Ruochun glanced at him, “If you continue with your current lifestyle, your cultivation will regress, and no one can save you. Have you noticed that you’ve been shedding more fur recently?”

Bai Yichen began to panic, “Yes, yes, how did you know? Is it because I stay up late often?”

Chu Ruochun finished washing his hands, “You’ll figure it out on your own.”

His silence made Bai Yichen even more anxious, and he resolved, “I’ll definitely cultivate seriously from now on and stop using my phone!”

Chu Ruochun finished washing his hands and went to prepare lunch for Chu Ruolin. With two foxes to feed now, including a small one, he couldn’t take it lightly.

Yang Ran usually cooked for them at home, and the fridge was fully stocked. Opening his phone to check the cooking instructions, Chu Ruolin stood by, using his fingers to guide his brother. The process went smoothly, and they prepared three dishes and a soup, enough for the two of them and the two foxes.

The backstage director saw that the Chu brothers were completely different from the chaos of the other sibling pairs and found it quite interesting.

“Can foxes eat with humans?” the director asked curiously.

“Uh, I’ve never had foxes, is it not allowed?” the assistant director replied.

“I checked on Wikipedia, foxes eat meat, eggs, and fruits,” the assistant director said.

Before long, they saw Chu Ruochun and his brother eating fruits, while the two foxes were eating from their own plates.

“This white fox is so friendly, wasn’t it just brought here?”

“Didn’t they say it belongs to Bai Yichen’s family? They bought it together.”

“I really like Chu Ruochun and his brother. While other families raise cats and dogs, they have foxes. They stand out among the five families.”

Among the other five sibling pairs, the others’ interactions were either chaotic or filled with various comedic incidents. They either set the kitchen on fire or cooked well, but the siblings were picky eaters, and all sorts of strange things happened. However, when they came to Chu Ruochun’s place, it seemed unusually peaceful.

Bai Yichen wasn’t interested in teasing the newly enlightened Little Red Fox, but he showed care for his fellow fox. The two foxes got along pleasantly. Perhaps spirits had a natural affinity for children. One white and one red fox even went to nap together with Chu Ruolin.

There were surveillance cameras everywhere in Chu Ruochun’s house, so he had to use Bai Yichen’s phone to respond to Zhen Ping. It would be a real problem if the cameras caught foxes speaking human language.

Chu Ruochun’s house had a faint scent of sandalwood, and the decor was simple yet cozy. He had set up an array at home, making it exceptionally comfortable for both humans and spirits to stay there.

Bai Yichen unexpectedly took a nap at his place for the entire afternoon. Even the camera crew didn’t feel tired after a day’s work. After drinking the water prepared by Chu Ruochun, they even had more motivation for their work.

To ensure they had enough material for the shoot, Chu Ruochun took Chu Ruolin to the park in the afternoon to watch the fish for a while and then played on the playground in the residential area for a while.

They returned home before the sun set.

After dinner, Chu Ruolin sat in the living room, eating fruits with the two foxes, while Chu Ruochun went back to his study to attend to his own affairs.

The study was a different world altogether.

Unlike other celebrities who had modern gadgets like computers, gaming consoles, live streaming equipment, and various collectibles in their study rooms, Chu Ruochun’s study had none of these. It contained only a guqin (Chinese zither), an incense burner, a set of tea-making tools, and books with traditional Chinese characters on the covers. If you opened these books, you’d find the content was all written in characters, but they were so ancient that even a regular person couldn’t understand a single one.

People backstage began to ask questions.

“What kind of books are these?”

“I don’t get it. Is he trying to look cool with these ancient texts?”

Next, Chu Ruochun took out a cinnabar and started drawing symbols.

“Didn’t they say online that he’s marketing himself as a mystic figure? Is he using our platform to continue this persona?”

“Why not? It makes him unique.”

“Entertainment is going downhill. Every imaginable persona is being created. What are we going to do if it backfires?”

“If it fails, it fails. We’ve seen even young idols stumble. The so-called top stars have had their fair share of controversies, and he’s not even a top star.”

“Director, isn’t this promoting feudal superstition?” Someone expressed concern.

“As long as our show doesn’t actively promote it, it’s just his personal belief and won’t have a significant impact.”

“True.”

“But it does have an impact, you know? Have you heard of Jiang Zirong?”

“People were thanking him on his Weibo, saying he helped them get justice. They even check in every day to show their gratitude.”

“Alright, let’s stop talking about it. It’s all personas, anyway. Believe it or not, Jiang Zirong did have skin cancer.”

Ultimately, discussing a deceased person, despite any doubts, wasn’t fruitful, and everyone refrained from further discussion. Upon careful reflection, Chu Ruochun did have an air of mystique about him.

Meanwhile, Chu Ruochun had just finished writing one talisman and was about to write another when the door to the study opened.

Everyone looked up, thinking it was Chu Ruolin, but to their surprise, it was the white fox that had opened the door.

“What’s up?” Chu Ruochun asked Bai Yichen.

Bai Yichen crouched beside his five-stringed guqin and gestured for him to play.

Chu Ruochun said, “Sure, you understand music theory, so I’ll play a random piece for you.”

Soon after, Chu Ruolin and Little Red Fox rushed into the room, listening to their brother playing the guqin. They hugged pillows, read storybooks, and petted Little Red Fox’s belly, looking quite content.

When the clock’s hand pointed to nine, Chu Ruochun said, “Ruolin, it’s time for you to wash up and go to bed.”

Chu Ruolin hugged his book and said, “I’ll read for a little while longer, just got to an exciting part.”

He was no different from other children and would also act sweet toward his big brother.

“Going to bed on time helps you wake up on time,” Chu Ruochun cared a lot about his younger sibling’s growth and development, especially since Chu Ruolin’s health had been a concern.

Suddenly, Chu Ruolin hugged his waist and said, “Big brother, can I sleep with you tonight?”

Chu Ruochun couldn’t refuse his younger sibling’s clear eyes, so he agreed, “Alright, go get ready quickly.”

“Yay!” Chu Ruolin made a happy gesture and immediately ran to get his pajamas and wash up.

The white fox and red fox ran out of the study, taking positions in Chu Ruochun’s room. However, when it was time for bed, Chu Ruochun carried them out of the room.

Chu Ruochun said to them, “Focus on your cultivation.”

Little White Fox, who had just boasted about cultivating in the afternoon: “…”

As a result, the cameras captured the two foxes sitting on the floor cushion throughout the night.

The next morning, after breakfast, Chu Ruochun checked Chu Ruolin’s pulse and said, “Today, let’s go grab two more sets of medicine.”

In the past few days, Chu Ruochun had prepared some Chinese herbal medicine for Chu Ruolin to nourish his body. His appetite had improved, and he had gained a bit of weight, but his height hadn’t increased much. After living with his uncle for a year, his body suffered significant damage, and it couldn’t be fully restored in a short time.

Chu Ruolin frowned and asked, “Do I have to drink that bitter medicine again?”

Chu Ruochun nodded and said, “Yes, otherwise, your body won’t fully recover.”

Chu Ruolin drooped, looking just like the two foxes who had spent the night cultivating.

Chu Ruochun glanced at Bai Yichen and asked, “Why haven’t you gone back yet?”

With his level of cultivation, sneaking away from the cameras at his house wasn’t a problem.

Bai Yichen buried his head under his paws and continued to nap on the couch, showing no interest in moving.

Well, he didn’t have any work to do these days, and staying here with abundant spiritual energy was highly conducive to his cultivation. Why bother going back?

After breakfast, Chu Ruochun took Chu Ruolin out to the Chinese herbal medicine store to pick up the medicine.

In contrast to other sets of siblings who engaged in modern parenting methods, such as playground visits, various training classes, and family activities, some even engaged in English-speaking competitions and seemingly had strained relationships but were actually showcasing their family’s educational achievements, Chu Ruochun and Chu Ruolin seemed to be taking a more traditional approach. 

The first day was an adjustment period for everyone, but by the second day, they began to showcase their talents. Chu Ruochun and Chu Ruolin demonstrated their proficiency in various skills, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as mathematics and English.

Meanwhile, Chu Ruochun, holding a handwritten prescription, visited a modest-looking Chinese herbal medicine shop.

Inside the shop was a kind elderly Chinese medicine practitioner who was sorting through herbs.

“Xiao Chu, you’re here?”

Chu Ruochun had visited several times before, each time bringing a handwritten prescription to pick up herbs. Initially, the elderly Chinese medicine practitioner, Old Qi, suspected that Chu Ruochun had sought treatment at a different chain of herbal medicine shops but couldn’t afford the medicine there, so he came to their shop. However, he soon realized that Chu Ruochun was treating his younger brother himself. Old Qi even took the pulse of the child and found that the prescriptions Chu Ruochun prepared were surprisingly effective. He warmly welcomed Chu Ruochun every time he came.

“Yes, Old Qi, I’ve finished the last batch of medicine. I’ve come to pick up some more,” Chu Ruochun said.

“Is it the same as last time?” Old Qi seemed more familiar with him now.

“I’ve reduced one ingredient. It’s mainly for conditioning now.” Chu Ruochun handed over the prescription.

“Let me take a look. Ruolin, I’ll check your pulse too.” Old Qi said cheerfully.

Old Qi was a tall, thin elderly man in his seventies, and he was in excellent spirits.

Chu Ruolin climbed onto the pulse-taking seat and obediently extended his left hand.

Old Qi took pulses on both of his wrists and after a while, he nodded and said, “Much better. You two have a seat for a moment. I’ll go to the storage room to get your herbs.”

Chu Ruochun and Chu Ruolin sat and waited.

Just as they had been sitting for a while, a young couple entered the shop with a four or five-year-old girl. The man was carrying a gift box in his hand.

Seeing them as customers, the man looked at Chu Ruochun with some caution, while the woman led the child inside.

The man asked Chu Ruochun, “Are you internet celebrities doing a live broadcast? Recording inside the shop is not allowed, please don’t film.”

Chu Ruochun put down the summer health booklet in his hand and said, “We have obtained Old Qi’s permission.”

“The old man doesn’t understand anything. Who knows if you’ll randomly edit and upload it online?” The man blocked the cameraman’s lens with his hand.

“We won’t edit it randomly. It’s just a family lifestyle program,” Chu Ruochun replied gently.

It’s often said that one should not bite the hand that feeds, and the man, after checking the surveillance cameras in the shop, didn’t say much more. Instead, he sat in the doctor’s chair.

Judging from his facial features, he should be Old Qi’s grandson.

The two of them didn’t disturb each other.

The cameraman followed the agreement and didn’t film randomly; he aimed the camera at the two brothers.

Chu Ruochun taught Chu Ruolin to recognize the Chinese herbs in the health booklet.

One taught earnestly, and the other learned earnestly. In no time, an impatient voice interrupted the current silence.

“Doctor, is there a doctor here?”

A middle-aged couple entered, carrying a thin and pale-faced child.

Old Qi’s grandson said, “I’m a doctor.” He could tell that something was wrong with the child. “What’s wrong with the child?”

The middle-aged man explained, “The child often vomits. When he’s hungry, he eats, but then he vomits water after eating a lot. He doesn’t have a stomachache, and his stomach doesn’t feel bloated. We don’t know what’s going on.”

Old Qi’s grandson said, “Your child has intestinal worms. Go to the hospital and have a doctor prescribe an anthelmintic. We’re a traditional Chinese medicine shop, and we don’t have that medication here.”

The middle-aged couple trusted his confident diagnosis and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Chu Ruochun suddenly stopped them and said, “Wait a moment, your child’s illness can’t be effectively treated with regular hospital medication.”

Young Qi gave Chu Ruochun a stern look and said, “You’re not a doctor; don’t speak out of turn.” He then turned to the couple and advised them, “You should hurry to the hospital.”

Chu Ruochun shook his head and said, “He’s infected with roundworms.”

Young Qi sneered, “Nonsense.”

The middle-aged couple naturally believed the doctor more and left with their child.

When Old Qi came out, the middle-aged couple had already left, and Chu Ruochun had obtained Chu Ruolin’s medicine and also left.

After he left, Young Qi said to Old Qi, “Tsk tsk, nowadays these internet celebrities will say anything for more views.”

Old Qi asked, “What internet celebrity?”

Young Qi explained, “The young man who was here with the child just now, he looked quite handsome but was talking nonsense. A child had worms in his belly, and he insisted it was roundworms. Luckily, I was here to send them to the hospital to buy anthelmintic medicine. It’s all a bunch of nonsense.”

After hearing this, Old Qi pondered for a moment and recalled a saying: “The art of medicine knows no boundaries.”

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