Author: hoenibean (Page 16 of 74)

Chapter 15 – The Master of Shifting Blame

Chapter 15: The Master of Shifting Blame

 

The afternoon streets were bustling with people. Su Muluo cast an invisibility spell on himself and trailed the woman in the white dress with long black hair.

 

She walked quickly, navigating through the crowded streets without being hindered. From the reactions of the people around, it seemed they hadn’t noticed her.

 

After an hour of walking, Su Muluo stopped by the street and watched the woman enter an old residential building. The stairs were exposed, so he could clearly see her ascend to the fourth floor and enter her apartment.

 

These buildings were very old, likely the type of rental where no contract was needed. This suggested the woman was a demon who wasn’t registered with the supernatural bureau and didn’t have an ID.

 

With this in mind, Su Muluo didn’t rush to follow her. Instead, he stood across the street from the building and revealed himself.

 

“Roar?”

 

The little black dragon, curious why its phoenix had stopped, looked up and called out. Su Muluo looked down at it and said, “Let’s wait a bit.”

 

He planned to observe the surroundings and test the woman.

 

A few minutes later, the curtains of her apartment were drawn open. Su Muluo saw her standing by the window for a while before she turned and went back inside.

 

Had she noticed him?

 

Su Muluo still didn’t move. The woman wouldn’t leave the building in front of him, and he wanted to see her reaction to his presence—would she choose to attack or flee?

 

The little black dragon lazily flicked its tail, idly resting on its phoenix’s fingers as it waited… After a while, it suddenly turned over, rubbing its back against Su Muluo’s palm.

 

Su Muluo: “?”

 

He looked down at the little dragon, seeing it wriggle against his hand with its soft scales as if it was itchy. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Squeak.”

 

Its scales were itchy.

 

Su Muluo found this odd. “Did you get something dirty on you?” He bent his finger to scratch the little dragon’s back scales.

 

The little dragon’s dark gold eyes squinted in comfort, purring contentedly. Su Muluo continued scratching it, running his fingers from head to tail—except for the tip, which the little dragon clung to, refusing to let him touch it.

 

After a while, the little dragon seemed less itchy. It chirped at Su Muluo and rolled affectionately in his palm.

 

Su Muluo petted it, still a bit worried. “So, what was wrong just now?”

 

The little dragon shook its head, indicating it didn’t know either.

 

Su Muluo thought for a moment. “Are you going to shed your scales?”

 

He wasn’t very knowledgeable about dragons and wasn’t sure if little dragons shed their scales shortly after birth. As a young phoenix, he hadn’t experienced anything like molting.

 

The little dragon continued shaking its head. Seeing its confused expression, Su Muluo smiled.

 

“I see, your scales are about to fall off,” he teased. “You’re turning back into a little mud eel.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “?”

 

Su Muluo: “A little mud eel spirit.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “??”

 

The little dragon lifted its head in anger, chattering at Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo remained calm. “I can’t understand you. You’re noisy, just like a mud eel.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “…”

 

Frustrated, the little dragon flopped onto its side in Su Muluo’s hand, wriggling furiously.

 

Unlike last time, it didn’t tie itself into a knot. Su Muluo watched it for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh, petting its head again.

 

The little dragon grabbed onto his finger and wouldn’t let go.

 

“Roar!”

 

“Alright, alright,” Su Muluo chuckled. “I was just kidding. You’re not a little mud eel spirit. You’re my little dragon, okay? Don’t be mad.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Roar roar!”

 

Su Muluo: “I’m not going to kiss you. Kiss yourself.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Roar roar roar!”

 

Su Muluo put it in his pocket.

 

Little Black Dragon: “…”

 

Its phoenix was bullying it!

 

Too much!!

 

Curled up angrily in his pocket, the little black dragon sulked while outside, Su Muluo looked up to see the woman in white at the window again.

 

With his excellent vision, he saw her pale face staring straight at him—completely different from her previous expression.

 

“…”

 

Su Muluo didn’t wait any longer and walked toward the residential building. As he reached the fourth floor, he saw a girl standing in front of the woman in white’s door.

 

“Open the door! Is anyone inside?”

 

The girl in the red dress banged on the door. She had long black hair down to her waist and a strikingly beautiful face, a stark contrast to the delicate and reserved look of the woman in white.

 

Su Muluo watched her knock for a while and asked, “Are you her neighbor?”

 

“Who?!” The girl in red jumped in surprise, turning to look at him warily. “Who are you?!”

 

Su Muluo replied, “I’m her friend.”

 

“…Really?” The girl in red scrutinized him from head to toe, her gaze finally settling on his face for a few seconds. “Can you contact her?”

 

Su Muluo wouldn’t say no and reveal he was lying. Instead, he asked, “What’s wrong with her?”

 

The girl in red pointed to the window beside the door. “I saw her standing still at the door with a terrifying expression. When I asked what was wrong, she turned back inside. I felt something was off and wanted to check on her, but no one responded to my knocking. It’s too strange.”

 

The window faced the hallway; it was the same window Su Muluo had seen earlier. Before he went upstairs, the woman had stood by it, but now she was gone, and the curtain was drawn.

 

Su Muluo thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said to the girl in red, “Step aside.”

 

The girl in red looked at him expectantly. “Do you have a key?”

 

Su Muluo politely replied, “No.”

 

Then he kicked the door open.

 

Girl in red: “…”

 

With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, stirring up a small cloud of dust, and the interior of the apartment was revealed.

 

It looked like a one-person residence, sparsely furnished and not very large. From the entryway, they could see the living room and kitchen, both empty, with no sign of the woman in white.

 

The girl in red called out softly, “Is anyone here?”

 

There was no response.

 

She cautiously peeked inside, but Su Muluo had already stepped in, heading straight for the rooms after confirming the living room and kitchen were empty.

 

The girl in red hurriedly followed him. “Wait! Are you really her friend? How can you just enter a girl’s room… Ah!”

 

Her last words turned into a scream as she froze at the room’s entrance, eyes wide with horror.

 

The ceiling fan creaked as it turned, a woman hanging from it. Her long black hair dr4p3d down, and her neck twisted unnaturally to one side. Her pale face bore wide-open eyes, staring blankly at the door.

 

“Ah—someone’s dead—ah!!!”

 

“…”

In the midst of the red-dressed girl’s continuous screams, Su Muluo remained motionless.

 

“Are you blind?! What are you doing? Call the police! She’s hanging herself! Can’t you see?!”

 

Ignoring her, Su Muluo observed the woman in white for a few seconds, then calmly said, “If a demon could be strangled by a rope, that would be too funny.”

 

“What? What are you talking about?”

 

The girl stared intently at Su Muluo. He slightly lowered his head, glanced at her, and then laughed, “The fox’s tail is showing.”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-dressed girl’s face suddenly changed.

 

Whoosh!

 

In the next moment, a cold wind arose, and the red-dressed girl disappeared, enveloping the entire room in shadows, turning it dark and somber.

 

The body of the woman in white gently swayed. Su Muluo turned around and saw the red-dressed girl standing in the shadows, holding a blood-red umbrella. Her once beautiful face was now smooth and featureless.

 

Her red umbrella opened, and the painful face of a woman— the woman in white—kept appearing on it.

 

Su Muluo immediately recognized this as the fox demon that had previously attacked him. The woman in white was not dead; her soul was trapped in that eerie red umbrella.

 

“You’re not her neighbor at all,” Su Muluo said. “Let me guess, are you sisters?”

 

The fox demon, though faceless, sneered and touched the face of the woman in white on the umbrella. Her voice was sharp and filled with hatred, “Yes, she is my dear sister. She lured you here and pretended to persuade me to run away… But this is better. I don’t even have to come to find you.”

 

“Oh,” Su Muluo replied. “It seems like I have no grievances with you.”

 

The fox demon giggled, pushing the red umbrella downward. Seductive eyes emerged on the umbrella, staring directly at him.

 

“We have no grudge, but you have a pretty face.” Her laughter rang like a bell, filled with sweet malice. “Such a beautiful face, even more beautiful than my lover’s. If I could swap it onto his face, he would love it.”

 

As soon as she finished speaking, something in Su Muluo’s pocket moved. He calmly reached in and held down the restless little black dragon.

 

“Is your lover here too?”

 

“…” The fox demon did not answer, instead raising the umbrella, causing the eyes to disappear from its surface. “Are you trying to trick me? How mean. If you’re waiting for the Special Abilities Bureau idiots to come, I suggest you—”

 

Before she could finish, she suddenly threw the red umbrella.

 

The umbrella opened, revealing a huge, toothy mouth. From the mouth spewed thick, foul-smelling blood, rushing towards Su Muluo—

 

Su Muluo’s face remained calm, though inwardly he sighed, thinking how dirty this was. Nowadays, demons fought so messily?

 

He then slightly bent his slender fingers. A flash of cold light, like white feathers, thundered through the blood tide. It was so fast that it touched the fox demon’s brow in an instant.

 

Her pupils contracted. In that moment, she almost unleashed her peak reflexes, twisting her head to avoid it—but the target wasn’t her. The sharp line of attack sliced through the umbrella’s handle, severing it in two.

 

Half of the red umbrella fell to the ground, the blood tide vanished, and simultaneously the fox demon let out a piercing scream, convulsing on the floor.

 

She was defeated, in a single move.

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo looked at the fox demon writhing in pain, raising his eyebrows slightly. He hadn’t expected that cutting the umbrella would provoke such a strong reaction. It seemed the umbrella was not just her weapon, but deeply connected to her.

 

As the umbrella was destroyed, the face of the woman in white began to protrude, and her entire soul was released, slowly drifting back to her body.

 

Su Muluo had already taken down the woman in white from the ceiling fan. Seeing her eyes closed but her breath restored, he knew she was alright.

 

He had also contacted the Special Abilities Bureau, and they would arrive soon. Once they captured the fox demon, they could unravel the events that had transpired.

 

In previous battles, the fox demon had used human skins to fight him, abandoning them to escape if things went wrong. But now, her true form was here, and she couldn’t escape no matter what.

 

Just as Su Muluo was thinking this, he noticed blood seeping from the faceless fox demon, splashing heavily onto the umbrella. In the next second, she turned into a pool of thick blood, merging with the umbrella, disappearing completely.

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo stared at the unmoving red umbrella on the ground, silent for a moment.

 

He poked the little black dragon.

 

“It’s all your fault.”

 

The little black dragon, inexplicably blamed: “?”

 

Su Muluo righteously said, “You didn’t remind me.”

 

Little black dragon: “??”

 

The little black dragon couldn’t believe its phoenix not only bullied it but had now done so twice in one day. Feeling it was intolerable, it angrily raised its head and roared at Su Muluo.

 

“Roar!”

 

I’m upset! I want a kiss and a hug! And at least two kisses!

 

Su Muluo stared at it for a few seconds and said, “I won’t kiss you, little mud eel.”

 

Little black dragon: “???”

 

Su Muluo: “Turn into a human, then I’ll kiss you.”

 

Then he quickly poked it again and stuffed it back into his pocket.

 

Little black dragon: “……”

 

Too much!!

 

It’s Fuming to the point of tying itself in knots.


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Chapter 2 – I smell the scent of drama

Chapter 2 – I smell the scent of drama

 

Zhao Qi followed Jiang Dehai’s gaze and finally felt relieved.

 

It seemed that the original owner’s body had no issues; the previous symptoms might have been due to psychological reasons. While Zhao Qi remained calm, Jiang Dehai was already sobbing uncontrollably, making Zhao Qi worry that he might faint any moment.

 

“Heaven blesses our Great Jing, Your Majesty!” Jiang Dehai stammered, “The dragon vein of the emperor has risen. From now on, Great Jing will rise too!”

 

Zhao Qi was momentarily speechless and awkwardly said, “There’s no need to say it like that…”

 

“To see the emperor rise in my lifetime, I have no regrets, Your Majesty! If the Empress Dowager learns of this…” Jiang Dehai suddenly came to his senses and called to the young eunuch behind him, “Quick, go to Cian Palace and report the good news to the Empress Dowager! Your Majesty, please maintain the current state so the Empress Dowager can witness the hope of Great Jing with her own eyes!”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” Just try to keep it up for me?

 

Not long after, a noble and elegant lady arrived at Zhao Qi’s palace. Zhao Qi barely had time to see what his mother looked like before Empress Dowager Wen pulled him into her arms.

 

“Qi’er, my dear Qi’er!” Tears streamed down Empress Dowager Wen’s face, falling onto Zhao Qi, “You’ve finally grown up!”

 

The faint fragrance on Empress Dowager Wen made Zhao Qi feel uncomfortable. He patted her hand and rolled his eyes, saying, “Mother, mother, you’re strangling me…”

 

Empress Dowager Wen quickly released her son and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, “I was too emotional. You must know that I have waited for this day for eighteen years!”

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his neck and muttered softly, “I’m only eighteen this year. Could it be that mother has been thinking about this since I was born?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen laughed through her tears and gently said, “Come, let mother take a look.”

 

Zhao Qi stiffened and said in panic, “Look at what?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen replied, “What do you think?”

 

Zhao Qi jumped up, “Mother, stop joking!”

 

“Joking? This is a serious matter. How can I be at ease without seeing it with my own eyes? Come over here.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head vehemently, “No—I refuse!” Can this kind of thing be casually looked at? He feared developing a psychological shadow from it.

 

Empress Dowager Wen looked puzzled and turned to Jiang Dehai, “Did you see clearly? Has the emperor really risen?”

 

Jiang Dehai nodded repeatedly, “I saw it very clearly. The emperor’s dragon vein was upright and vigorous, like the peak of Mount Tai!”

 

Zhao Qi was mortified, “Stop talking already!”

 

Jiang Dehai whispered to Empress Dowager Wen, “Empress Dowager, could the emperor be feeling shy?”

 

“Shy?” Empress Dowager Wen said, “Impossible. Qi’er is my son. I know him well. He doesn’t even know how to write the word ‘shy’.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” Can’t you lower your voices when whispering?

 

After a moment of contemplation, Empress Dowager Wen said, “This is no small matter. It’s best to have the imperial physicians take a look. Issue my decree: all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Academy of Medicine must come to Yonghua Palace immediately without delay.”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Yes, Your Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qi reached out, trying to stop her, “Wait, mother, I…”

 

Empress Dowager Wen grabbed his hand and interrupted, “If your illness is really cured, I will grant amnesty to the world and celebrate nationwide!”

 

As dawn broke, Zhao Qi lay on his bed, filled with despair.

 

Around ten imperial physicians surrounded him, their expressions serious as they whispered among themselves. Zhao Qi, dressed in his clothes and pants, accepted their examination as his last act of defiance. Fortunately, these physicians only checked his pulse and examined his face. After some analysis, they concluded, “Congratulations, Empress Dowager! The emperor’s condition ensures the continuation of the royal lineage. Great Jing’s reign will last for millennia, generation after generation!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was overjoyed, “Qi’er, did you hear that? Our Great Jing will have heirs for generations to come!”

 

Zhao Qi covered his face with his hand, “I heard, I heard.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen, with tears in her eyes, said, “It must be the spirit of the late emperor protecting us. Qi’er, mother is looking forward to holding a grandson!”

 

One imperial physician said, “Empress Dowager, the emperor has just recovered. In my opinion, he needs to be cautious and take good care of himself. The emperor is young and has a long future ahead; there is no need to rush.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen calmed down and thought for a moment, “I understand.” She turned to Zhao Qi and said, “Qi’er, listen to the physicians and rest well. I know you’ve been holding back for a long time, but those people in the harem…”

 

In the past, Empress Dowager Wen turned a blind eye to the emperor’s behavior, knowing he kept many people in the harem. But now things were different. Since the emperor was healthy, the priority was to choose an empress and consorts from reputable families to bear legitimate heirs. The emperor’s dragon vein, once raised, should not be wasted on unworthy individuals.

 

“Qi’er, bear with it for now. Mother will choose a virtuous, beautiful, and understanding empress for you!”

 

Zhao Qi yawned, “Thank you, mother.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen chatted with Zhao Qi for a while longer before it was time for the morning court session. Empress Dowager Wen said, “It’s time for court. Rest well, Qi’er. I’ll visit you later.”

 

From her tone, Zhao Qi felt like a child. He hesitated, then said, “Have a good session, mother.” He had no idea how to govern and thought it best not to involve himself in state affairs for now.

 

Zhao Qi slept until late morning, then was attended by Jiang Dehai as he dressed and washed. Zhao Qi looked at Jiang Dehai and said, “Why do you keep staring at my pants? Pervert!”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled, “The imperial physicians told me to note the time of vigor of the emperor’s dragon.”

 

“Stop!” Zhao Qi snapped, “Never mention those words in front of me again, or I’ll cut your tongue out.”

 

Jiang Dehai shivered, “Yes, Your Majesty.”

 

Being a tyrant has its perks, at least you can easily scare people.

 

“Also, I don’t need palace maids to attend to me anymore. Replace them with eunuchs.” Before Zhao Qi entered this book, he had never even held a girl’s hand, let alone been in a relationship. He wasn’t used to close contact with women.

 

Jiang Dehai realized, “Understood. I’ll take care of it. By the way, news from the Drunken Book Pavilion: Lord Rong fell into a coma last night. The imperial physicians can’t identify the poison and are trying different antidotes. If they can’t find a cure within two days, I’m afraid…”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyelid twitched, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

 

Jiang Dehai looked innocent, “You didn’t ask, Your Majesty. Besides, the imperial physicians said Lord Rong refused to name the poison before falling unconscious. He’s seeking death, Your Majesty.”

 

In the book The Boundless Great Jing, Rong Tang is an important supporting character. The poisoning incident involving him and the dog emperor was detailed, and Zhao Qi had a vague memory of the poison’s name.

 

“Tell the physicians the poison’s name has ‘San’ in it. Something-something San.”

 

Jiang Dehai wiped his sweat, “Your Majesty, that’s hardly helpful.”

 

“Nonsense, it’s a crucial clue! Now hurry and inform the physicians.”

 

Zhao Qi’s hint did indeed shorten the trial-and-error process. The next day, the imperial physicians found the antidote. Rong Tang narrowly escaped death but was left weakened. The physicians said he would always be frail and needed careful nursing to live longer.

 

Zhao Qi silently lit a candle for Rong Tang in his heart. In the original story, Rong Tang became a frail beauty, bedridden from the slightest chill due to the poisoning.

 

Rong Tang was a year younger than the original owner, only seventeen. If Zhao Qi had transmigrated earlier, he might have been able to change Rong Tang’s fate.

 

Zhao Qi sighed. “Forget it, just have the physicians take good care of him.”

 

“Yes.” Jiang Dehai replied, then added, “Your Majesty, there’s another matter. Jiang Gongzi personally prepared some snacks and invites you to Mingcui Palace to taste them.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Jiang Gongzi…who?”

 

Jiang Dehai reminded him, “Jiang Bao’er, Jiang Gongzi.”

 

Zhao Qi remembered. Jiang Bao’er, one of the emperor’s male consorts and a minor character doomed to fail spectacularly. He was always causing trouble for Rong Tang, the emperor’s favorite. After the emperor was dethroned, Rong Tang took revenge, disfiguring Jiang Bao’er and using all the aphrodisiacs seized from the emperor on him. Ultimately, Jiang Bao’er died a gruesome death, bleeding from all orifices—a truly miserable fate.

 

“Isn’t the food from the imperial kitchen good enough?” Zhao Qi said. “Why should I go eat his? I’m not going.”

 

After lazing around in the palace for a few days, Zhao Qi finally adjusted to his role as the emperor. Taking advantage of the good weather, he had Jiang Dehai lead him on a stroll in the imperial garden. The garden featured a large pond filled with ornamental koi fish. As Zhao Qi basked in the sunlight and watched the fish scramble for food, he suddenly heard a commotion.

 

Startled, Zhao Qi asked, “What’s going on? Is it another assassin?!”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled. “Your Majesty, not even a fly can get into this palace. How could there be an assassin?”

 

Zhao Qi, still nervous, said, “You don’t understand. Send someone to check it out right away.”

 

Soon, a young eunuch came to report, “Your Majesty, it’s Jiang Gongzi and Rong Gongzi arguing ahead.”

 

“Really? I don’t believe it,” Zhao Qi said. “Rong Tang doesn’t seem like the type to argue with Jiang Bao’er.”

 

“Your Majesty is wise,” the eunuch replied. “It’s mainly Jiang Gongzi talking. Rong Gongzi hasn’t said much.”

 

A prime opportunity to witness the downfall of a minor character—too good to pass up.

 

“I’ll go have a look,” Zhao Qi said. “Guards, follow closely.”

 

By the pond, Rong Tang sat on a stone bench, his face pale and gaunt, as if the fire in him had been extinguished. Beside him stood a fair-skinned young boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen. This must be Jiang Bao’er.

 

Jiang Bao’er was chattering incessantly while Rong Tang, visibly irritated, tried to leave. But Jiang Bao’er grabbed his sleeve, causing Rong Tang to yank it back forcefully. Jiang Bao’er stumbled and fell into the water with a splash, crying out, “Your Majesty, save me!”

 

Zhao Qi, who witnessed everything, thought, “I smell a drama queen.”

 

Jiang Dehai was alarmed. “Your Majesty, Jiang Gongzi fell into the water!”

 

“I’m not blind,” Zhao Qi said, looking at Rong Tang, who quickly averted his gaze.

 

Zhao Qi approached the pond. Jiang Bao’er was floundering in the water, turning from a well-dressed boy into a wet mess. “Your Majesty! Your Majesty, save Bao’er…ah!”

 

Leaning over, Zhao Qi asked, “Can you swim?”

 

“Your Majesty, Bao’er…glub…”

 

“What? I can’t hear you.”

 

“Glub glub glub…”

 

Suppressing a laugh, Zhao Qi motioned for the guards to rescue him.

 

When Jiang Bao’er was pulled ashore, he had already fainted. Zhao Qi suspected he was pretending but didn’t expose him. “Take him back and have the physicians check on him.” Then he turned to Rong Tang, “You…”

 

Rong Tang covered his mouth with a fist, unable to stop coughing. Zhao Qi waited patiently, but the coughing only worsened, leaving Rong Tang unsteady and on the verge of collapse.

 

Instinctively, Zhao Qi stepped forward to support him, but Rong Tang recoiled. “Don’t touch me.”

 

Zhao Qi retorted, “I didn’t want to touch you anyway. I still remember you tried to poison me.”

 

“Perfect. Old grudges and new grievances,” Rong Tang scoffed. “What are you waiting for, Your Majesty?”

 

“New grievances? What new grievances?”

 

Rong Tang gave him a peculiar look. “Your favorite pet fell into the water because of me. That’s a new grievance.”

 

“Oh, that,” Zhao Qi laughed. “Jiang Bao’er fell in on purpose. Didn’t you notice? You’re not very bright, are you? How did you pass the imperial exam as the top scholar?”

 

Rong Tang: …


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

 

Chapter 175 – Let's Go Home

Chapter 175 – Let’s Go Home

 

When Jian Luo approached the corner of the garden, he saw them: three well-behaved children standing obediently. Standing in the middle was a tall man, his back straight, clad in a dignified military uniform. His legs were long and powerful, his mature and handsome face carried a hint of seriousness. Even standing there quietly, he captivated every gaze.

 

For a moment, it felt like a lifetime away.

 

Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng, who stood motionless, unable to move or take a step forward. His mind was strangely blank.

 

Suddenly,

 

Long Aotian looked up and wanted to run towards Jian Luo, but hesitated as his father was present, so he weakly called out, “Dad.”

 

Jian Luo snapped back to reality.

 

Lu Shifeng seemed to notice too. He turned his head slightly, locking eyes with Jian Luo. His face was nearly unchanged from before they entered the illusion, yet somehow different, more mature and exuding a composed confidence.

 

Seeing Jian Luo still unmoving, Lu Shifeng frowned slightly, stepped forward, and stopped in front of him, step by step.

 

“Why aren’t you coming over?” he asked.

 

Jian Luo’s throat felt dry. “Traffic on the road.”

 

A hint of amusement flickered in Lu Shifeng’s eyes. “Who asked you that?”

 

Jian Luo looked at his familiar smile and listened to his familiar voice. A sense of reality returned, but he still hesitated, afraid this might all be a dream, easily shattered.

 

Lu Shifeng noticed the bag of cloud fruits in Jian Luo’s hand, knowing they were for the children. He gestured to the three behind him. “They behave properly, no eating allowed.”

 

The three children were thunderstruck.

 

Feeling more grounded, Jian Luo chuckled. “Actually, we’ve got an etiquette teacher for them.”

 

“Yet they’ve learned so little,” Lu Shifeng seemed somewhat disdainful. “They won’t have any tomorrow.”

 

Long Aotian looked like he was about to cry.

 

Jian Luo wasn’t sure if he should defend the children further. He wisely chose to stay silent, pondering in his mind how to handle the snacks. Who should he share them with?

 

As he contemplated, Lu Shifeng stepped forward, took the bag, took one for himself, and handed another to Jian Luo. “Try it.”

 

Jian Luo hesitated for a moment, then mechanically took a bite. The cloud fruit tasted deliciously sweet. He remembered their first date years ago, in a shopping mall, when Lu Shifeng first treated him to these fruits. Back then, he had been cautious and reserved, not fully enjoying the taste.

 

Lu Shifeng ate a few bites in front of the children and asked Jian Luo, “Is it good?”

 

“Sweet,” Jian Luo replied.

 

“Hmm,” Lu Shifeng nodded. “Haven’t had anything from outside in a long time.”

 

Suddenly, Jian Luo remembered Lu Shifeng had spent nearly a year in the illusion. He felt a pang of sympathy. Taking another bite of the fruit, he said softly, “When we get back, I’ll cook something nice for you.”

 

“No need,” Lu Shifeng replied.

 

Jian Luo looked up.

 

“I’m not in a rush for food right now. If my wife cares about me, she should pay more attention to other matters.” Lu Shifeng’s handsome face began to turn slightly serious and his tone less playful.

 

 

After their chat, they entered the children’s classroom.

 

This school was an exclusive academy for nobility, bustling with children. Many parents had a change of mindset and were now actively participating in parent-child activities. When they entered, most people were already present.

 

Seeing Lu Shifeng’s figure, the entire classroom gradually fell silent. Someone stood up first, uncertain: “Greetings, Your Excellency.”

 

With one person leading, the others soon followed:

 

“Good day, Your Excellency.”

 

“Marshal, welcome back.”

 

“It’s an honor to see you.”

 

Their voices overlapped, but Lu Shifeng remained expressionless. “I’m here for the parent-child event. No need for formalities.”

 

Only then did the others nervously sit back down. They all knew the young prince of the Dragon Clan attended school here and were prepared to meet him, but they hadn’t anticipated seeing Lu Shifeng, especially without any news of the Dragon King’s return. It was unexpected and somewhat overwhelming.

 

The teacher was taken aback upon seeing Lu Shifeng and Jian Luo enter. Both were renowned figures.

 

“Um,” the teacher coughed lightly. “Thank you all for accompanying your children to our parent meeting.”

 

Lu Shifeng and Jian Luo glanced at the slightly nervous teacher.

 

Pointing to the tables, the teacher continued, “There are letters on the tables written by the children for you. Please open and read them, then write a reply to each child.”

 

There were three letters in front of Jian Luo and Lu Shifeng. They began reading, Jian Luo taking Long Aotian’s letter while Lu Shifeng read the first letter, from his younger sister. 

 

The child’s letter was brief, clearly not serious. Jian Luo quickly finished it and moved on to the second letter. Initially expecting little from the typically quiet second child, he was surprised to find a full page upon opening it.

 

Jian Luo paused, slightly stunned, before settling in to read. Though the handwriting was immature, the words were unexpectedly mature for the child’s age. It read: “Dad, don’t work too hard. Even without dad here, my brothers and sisters will take care of you in the future. We won’t let anyone bully you.”

 

“The Dragon Clan is your backing.”

 

“If not, we will be.”

 

“You took care of us before, and now it’s our turn to take care of you.”

 

Every word touched deeply, and it was hard to believe this was written by the usually reserved child. Jian Luo’s hand trembled as he held the paper.

 

After Lu Shifeng finished reading his sister’s letter, he asked Jian Luo, “What’s wrong?”

 

Jian Luo shook his head.

 

Lu Shifeng handed Jian Luo his sister’s letter, his crimson eyes staring at the young man’s slightly thin face for a moment before saying, “You’ve worked hard.”

 

Jian Luo paused, then took the letter from Lu Shifeng.

 

The little girl had written a lot, acknowledging Jian Luo’s hardships over the past year and expressing her determination to grow up quickly to help alleviate his burdens. Each word was sincere and heartfelt, melting hearts.

 

The teacher interjected, “Please write a reply to the children after reading.”

 

Jian Luo hesitated on what to write, but Lu Shifeng set aside the letter and found a clean sheet of paper. He wrote a single line: “He doesn’t need your care. He’ll live his own life. I’ll take responsibility for his life.”

 

The words reflected his character, bold and confident, evoking respect.

 

“…”

 

Jian Luo paused, then burst into laughter.

 

He watched as the three children nearby received their replies with astonished expressions, feeling deeply fulfilled. Indeed, he felt incredibly fortunate and satisfied now. His children were growing up well, and his husband had returned. Life’s path might not always be smooth, but being able to stay with his family and take it slow was a form of completeness.

 

 

The next day,

 

Today was the day for dismantling and constructing in Paradise. The old-fashioned houses were being torn down to make way for new office buildings. As business expanded, human industries such as clothing, food, medicine, and tourism were spreading further.

 

Some eyed the pie and sought to cause trouble, but the powers behind humans were too formidable. The Moon was the largest shareholder, and the Dragon Clan was not to be trifled with. As a warlike race, they typically didn’t mince words.

 

“Bro, everything should be dismantled over here today.”

 

“Most people have moved. The light rail installation from Dark Star to Earth is complete. It takes about an hour by light cruiser now. Everyone moved in last night.”

 

“Our home is also empty. The demolition team will be here soon.”

 

Jian Luo stood in the small courtyard. “Okay, you go greet them. I’ll stay here for a while.”

 

Jian Sheng hesitated. “Bro, if you can’t bear to, we can keep this place.”

 

Years had passed. The young man who once feared sleeping alone had grown up. Jian Sheng was almost as tall as Jian Luo now and could lead a team independently, decisive in making decisions.

 

Jian Luo glanced at the courtyard and smiled. “Mom, call her over for a photo.”

 

Jian Sheng’s eyes lit up. “Okay.”

 

Not far away, Su Liang, managing the construction of the office building, heard the call and walked over. “A photo? I’m not dressed up nicely today, Mom.”

 

“No, you’re always beautiful.”

 

Jian Sheng spoke the truth. Su Liang was indeed becoming more beautiful, or rather, confident. A confident mature woman’s air changed her entirely. With a successful clothing brand, she ventured into luxury items this year and employed thousands, making a fortune.

 

Sometimes, when Jian Luo had financial trouble or funding issues, Su Liang no longer worried or shed tears. Instead, she supported him and became a pillar for him. After women started businesses, their entire personalities changed.

 

Su Liang gave him a sidelong glance and smirked, “Always just trying to please your mom.”

 

The three of them stood in the courtyard. Although the small yard was still somewhat dilapidated, it had witnessed their hardest days, through thick and thin. Under the trees stood the swing that Jian Luo had assembled back then. At the courtyard entrance was the stone stool where they used to sit during tough times.

 

The photographer called over to them, “Alright, three, two, one, look at the camera!”

 

Jian Luo and Jian Sheng stood beside Su Liang, smiling at the camera. “Cheese.”

 

The photo captured a beautiful moment. Su Liang and Jian Sheng waited for the photo to be sent over, while Jian Luo went to his nearly empty room to check on things.

 

Inside the room, there was a worn-out sofa filled with memories. Jian Luo sat on it for a while, reminiscing about the awkward moments when he first arrived, recalling how Su Liang had advised him to distance himself from Lu Shifeng back then.

 

Scene after scene replayed in his mind, as if it were just yesterday.

 

*Creak*

 

The sound of the door being pushed open came from outside.

 

Jian Luo looked up and saw a tall, straight figure standing at the doorway. Lu Shifeng gazed at him and walked over. “I knew you’d be here,” he said.

 

Jian Luo smiled. “Not busy? Why did you come over?”

 

“They’re going to demolish this place,” Lu Shifeng said. “They’re moving everyone back to Earth at night.”

 

Jian Luo nodded. “It’s convenient to go back now, though it’ll take some time. Most industries have moved to Earth, and there’s hardly anyone left here. Even Mom’s clothing factory has moved.”

 

“What about you?” Lu Shifeng asked.

 

“As for me?” Jian Luo suddenly understood what he meant and couldn’t help laughing. “Where would I go? My home is here.”

 

Lu Shifeng looked at him, his gaze deepening, and sat down beside him. “Earth is your mother planet too.”

 

“What should I do then?” Jian Luo leaned against him. “Should I go back?”

 

Lu Shifeng held his hand firmly.

 

Jian Luo giggled. “Are you coming to pick me up?”

 

Lu Shifeng paused for a moment before saying, “Yes, to take you home.”

 

Home.

 

Such a beautiful word. Jian Luo had never had a home before; he was an orphan without a place to belong or any relatives. But now, standing here after all these years, with the man beside him coming to take him home, he finally had a place to return to.

 

Happiness, it seemed, could be so simple.

 

Jian Luo tilted his face up and smiled. “Lower your head a little.”

 

Lu Shifeng lowered his head, his handsome face close to his.

 

Jian Luo kissed him softly on the lips. “Alright, let’s go home.”

 

Author’s Note: The main story has officially concluded. Starting today, I will begin updating the side stories.


T/N: And…. CUT! This is the last chapter for this series! Whether you’re a new reader, or have been with me since the beginning, thank you for your support and comments! Some of them really got me through my darkest times. Anyway, fear not. It’s not the TRUE end yet. There are a couple of side stories to go, and I’ll take my time this time to translate them as I’ve been going crazy with these updates lately. They’ll be sporadically released once a week (?) But there’s not a lot of them so you won’t have to wait long!

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Chapter 51 – Double Cultivation in the Sea of ​​Consciousness

Chapter 51

 

  Si Lan was taken aback for a moment, then moved towards the bed…

 

  Was this too fast?

 

  His face reddened even more, lips trembling. Lost in his thoughts, he was suddenly lifted by Haowei, who held him around the waist. Instinctively, Si Lan reached up and touched Haowei’s neck, his gaze piercing through the darkness to Haowei’s face.

 

  He could only see half of Haowei’s profile: a strikingly deep brow, eyes as black as ink, under a daring nose, lips slightly pursed, exuding a hint of nobility.

 

  Si Lan couldn’t help but speak up, “Is this too fast?”

 

  ”Hmm?” Haowei placed Si Lan on the bed, his gaze intense as he looked at him. The night wind caused the windows to rattle softly, stirring ripples in their hearts. Circles of ripples enclosed them, already in a chaotic state.

 

  Haowei’s hand rested on Si Lan’s waist, causing him to pause in his breath. Si Lan involuntarily swallowed and reached to stop Haowei’s hand, but he felt a faint warmth emanating from Haowei’s palm, carrying spiritual energy that entered his body.

 

  Instantly, he felt warmth spread through his organs, his whole body relaxing. A muffled groan escaped his chest, one of comfort. Enveloped in spiritual energy, he felt as if he were floating among the clouds, limbs and thoughts soft.

 

  Haowei’s voice sounded above Si Lan’s head, “What did you just say was too fast?” After speaking, Haowei’s breath moved downward, brushing against Si Lan’s nostrils, their breaths intertwining instantly.

 

  Si Lan’s mind was hazy, murmuring, “I… I feel like our progress is too fast…”

 

  Although the Demon Realm was liberal and enjoyed timely pleasures, Si Lan felt that moving straight from confession to intimacy was too indulgent. It might be better to proceed gradually and let the two of them get more familiar with each other.

 

  Haowei’s hand slowly moved up Si Lan’s waist, each touch bringing him a sense of ease, reminding him of when he first broke through his cultivation barrier, feeling as comfortable as he did now.

 

  ”Too fast? I meant for you to come to bed so I could heal your injuries,” Haowei deliberately played with words, smiling. As his palm lightly grazed Si Lan’s chest, Si Lan’s body tensed for a moment.

 

  Haowei’s voice in his ear became indistinct, his heartbeat quickening. Dizzy and flushed, Si Lan stuttered, “Wh-who heals injuries in bed… You… you’re misleading me…”

 

  ”…” Haowei.

 

  Faint white light seemed to appear out of nowhere, enveloping them both, blurring their faces. After a long silence, Haowei finally spoke hoarsely, “Earlier, I transferred some of my cultivation to you. It improved your condition significantly, but the root cause is still not healed. There’s a method… that can instantly restore your cultivation…”

 

  Si Lan felt Haowei’s breath gentle yet assertive, like a warm current enveloping him. Soft and gentle on the surface, yet impossible to evade, he murmured hazily, “What method?”

 

  ”Close your eyes.”

 

  Si Lan closed his eyes but muttered, “You didn’t have to transfer your cultivation to me. I…”

 

  ”Seal off your five senses.”

 

  Si Lan moved his lips but seeing Haowei so determined, he obediently sealed off his senses. However, being unable to hear, see, or feel anything made him even more nervous.

 

  What kind of method did Haowei have? Why was it so strange?

 

  At this moment, Haowei’s voice echoed in his consciousness.

 

  ”Focus your spiritual consciousness.”

 

  Si Lan concentrated hard, forming a humanoid figure that floated in the void of his consciousness. In the next moment, he was suddenly swept away by a current of energy, and when he came to, he found himself in another realm of consciousness.

 

  This was Haowei’s consciousness.

 

  Si Lan saw a tranquil pond with wisps of mist floating above it. Walking barefoot along its edge, he looked around but saw no sign of Haowei. Just as he was about to call out, a claw emerged from the pond, grabbing his ankle and pulling him in.

 

  Startled, he tried to scream, but the water muffled his voice. After struggling to surface, he found he couldn’t.

 

  What appeared to be shallow and ordinary water now seemed unfathomable, as if it had no bottom.

 

  After a while, Si Lan realized he could breathe underwater. Tentatively opening his eyes, he unexpectedly met two huge golden eyes. Terrified, he turned to flee, only to be pulled back by the dragon.

 

  The dragon’s claws tightly grasped him, and realizing he was now naked, he hurriedly covered himself, but the dragon seemed to chuckle at his embarrassment.

 

  Moving its claws, the dragon touched his forehead. Suddenly, Si Lan transformed into his true form, his red feathers buoyed by the water pressure, floating upwards before being caught by the dragon.

 

  The dragon seemed to adjust to him, shrinking in size but still two to three times larger than his “Jia Yu.” Its tail hooked around his wings, inching up slowly.

 

  Facing the dragon’s golden eyes, Si Lan’s mind grew hazy. He forgot to breathe, whispering, “I…”

 

  He didn’t know what he wanted to say, feeling only a vague fear. He gently folded his wings to cover his body, but the dragon’s claws gradually parted them.

 

  Despite being covered in feathers, he inexplicably blushed, his gaze lowering in embarrassment.

 

  What kind of method was this? It felt so strange.

 

  His body became completely relaxed, so soft that he couldn’t control it.

 

  The dragon leaned down, its breath spreading through the water, enveloping him completely. In an instant, countless streams of light surrounded him, some gently entering his body.

 

  His consciousness completely collapsed, his body soft and delicate, brown feathers gathering as he intertwined with the dragon. The dragon’s scales brushed against his feathers, its body slightly moving, seemingly encouraged, intensifying their entanglement.

 

The surface of the pond was calm, with wisps of clouds rising. Beneath the water, turbulent currents surged, and light darted like arrows, swiftly flowing.

 

In his dazed state, Si Lan heard the deep, gravelly voice of the dragon beside his ear.

 

Rustling, tinged with a magnetic depth.

 

“In fact, there is another one, hidden beneath the dragon scales.”

 

Another one? Hidden beneath the dragon scales?

 

Just as he was puzzled, he felt more pain in his body. Where it had been seamlessly mended, it was now forcefully split open again.

 

Accompanying the warm water rushing in, there was another strange “current”…

 

Pain.

 

It was truly painful.

 

Si Lan’s consciousness blurred, lips murmuring silently in pain.

 

Wasn’t he supposed to be healing him?

 

Why was it hurting him so much?

 

Si Lan felt like he was fighting a battle underwater, an especially difficult one. Sometimes appearing in his true form, sometimes in humanoid form, he was always at a disadvantage, unable to match the opponent, letting them tear into him, bullying him.

 

In his dazed state, gritting his teeth, he muttered a curse in the opponent’s ear.

 

“Bastard.”

 

He said he would restore his cultivation, yet he bullied him like this in his consciousness.

 

Si Lan thought he had just “fought a battle” in his consciousness, slept a bit, and when he woke up in the real world, he realized this battle had lasted for three days and three nights.

 

Fortunately, he felt nothing physically, unlike the pain in his dreams. However, he was extremely mentally exhausted, feeling as if he was getting more tired the more he slept. Though he had just woken up, he felt too exhausted to open his eyes.

 

He breathed softly, turning to see a stern face lying quietly beside him.

 

It was the person who had fought him for three days and nights in his consciousness, Emperor Haowei.


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Chapter 50 – After the Emperor's Confession

Chapter 50

 

Si Lan pursed his lips, looking at Haowei’s icy expression, and instinctively said, “Naturally, this is how they usually break people in, uh, I mean, train them. Last year, Xue Wu picked a few people who couldn’t endure shortly after starting their duties and nearly got them killed.”

 

“…” Haowei.

 

The atmosphere in the room instantly became silent, not even the sound of a falling pin could be heard. Haowei slowly curled his fingers, unbelievably asking, “You almost got several people killed last year?”

 

“Ah… It’s not entirely my fault…” Si Lan hurriedly denied. “After the peak masters selected the candidates, they all had to undergo training in various places. Only those who succeeded in the training could assume the responsibilities of a demon general.”

 

Although he had participated in the demon general training plan, he wasn’t responsible for specific matters, so he continued, “To be precise, Xue Wu is in charge, and I assist.”

 

“…” Haowei.

 

Could this kind of thing still be divided into primary and secondary responsibilities?

 

Seeing Haowei’s strange and dark gaze, Si Lan misunderstood his curiosity and lowered his head, flipping through the book, saying, “If you’re curious about this, I can take you to see it another day.”

 

“…” Haowei.

 

Bang!

 

Haowei slammed his palm, shattering a corner of the table. He stood up, his tall figure blocking the candlelight behind him, casting a huge shadow that enveloped Si Lan, who was as small as a chick.

 

Si Lan was taken aback. The book fell to the ground, and he saw the tall figure approaching step by step like it carried a cold frost. Quze was about to step forward to stand in front of Si Lan but was directly swept away by a breath and thrown out of the door.

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Si Lan widened his round “chicken eyes,” not understanding what had gotten into Haowei.

 

Had Lingxu’s divine injury relapsed?

 

“What are you doing?” Si Lan’s wings were lifted up. He was frightened and quickly kicked with both claws, but his claws were too short to reach Haowei at all.

 

Haowei lifted him up, squinting his eyes and saying each word slowly, “Besides the three wives you originally married, how many more do you have?”

 

“What does that have to do with my wives?”

 

“Aren’t you going to give them status?” Haowei gritted his teeth.

 

“I don’t have any wives!” Si Lan was half frightened and half helpless. “By the way, what does this have to do with my wives?”

 

“Weren’t you just selecting wives?” Haowei spoke through clenched teeth, seeing Si Lan’s current demeanor, thinking he was pretending to be crazy and stupid.

 

Si Lan suddenly understood everything. It turned out that Haowei had mistaken his selection of demon generals for selecting consorts. He couldn’t help but be speechless, tapping Haowei’s hand lightly with the tip of his wing. This person really had an overly imaginative mind.

 

At that moment, Quze, clutching his injured chest, pale-faced, entered the hall. Seeing this, Si Lan immediately asked Quze with indignation, “Quze, can you tell him what I was just doing?!”

 

Quze’s usually calm face showed a hint of amusement at first, but he quickly composed himself, approached Si Lan’s side while maintaining a sword-drawing posture, and said in a clear voice, “Your Majesty, you were just selecting consorts.”

 

“Right, I was just selecting…” Si Lan’s voice abruptly stopped. He turned his small head, looking shocked at Quze. “Selecting what?”

 

“Consorts,” Quze paused and continued, “This is the third round of candidates selected by the Left and Right Guardians, totaling thirty people. You will choose the final eighteen consort candidates.”

 

Si Lan was momentarily speechless after hearing this, exchanging a glance of disbelief with Haowei.

 

Haowei merely narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile on his face that carried a hint of intimidation and eeriness. It seemed as if in the next moment, he could swallow this little chick whole.

 

Si Lan couldn’t help but swallow nervously, finally understanding why he and Haowei had been talking at cross purposes just now. He forced a smile and asked Quze with difficulty, seeking confirmation, “Selecting consorts. When did you all secretly start selecting consorts for me?”

 

As the person involved, he shouldn’t have been kept in the dark about this.

 

Quze replied, “Didn’t the two Guardians inform Your Majesty?”

 

“No!” Si Lan gritted his teeth, still not moving in Haowei’s grasp, he turned in a circle, facing Quze with an aggrieved look. “How many times have I said that if you want to increase the fertility and bond formation rates in the Demon Realm, use normal methods instead of frightening everyone with consort selection for me.”

 

“Your Majesty, this time… the two Guardians truly intended to select consorts for you, not for the sake of increasing fertility and bond formation rates in the Demon Realm.”

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Sensing that the person behind him was getting closer again, warm breath falling on his head, intimidating him, Si Lan awkwardly spoke up, although addressing Quze, he was explaining to the person behind him, “What exactly are you all up to? Why are you selecting consorts for me without my knowledge?”

 

He deliberately emphasized “without my knowledge” to create some distance from these subordinates who had done something foolish.

 

“If you didn’t know, why were you so interested?” Haowei clearly didn’t believe him, coldly questioning.

 

Si Lan chuckled awkwardly twice, “I thought those were the documents Song Cheng and Song Ye sent over for selecting demon generals. After all, they mentioned to me recently about wanting to reselect demon generals.”

 

Haowei remained silent upon hearing this, unsure whether to believe him.

 

However, Si Lan felt the pressure around him easing slightly and tentatively pushed against Haowei’s palm with his wing, crawling out of his grip. He spoke firmly to Quze, “Stop the matter of selecting consorts quickly. I’ve never liked doing such things.”

 

Quze glanced at Haowei and nodded, “Understood.”

 

As Quze turned to leave, Si Lan couldn’t help but ask, “Were all those documents just now about people coming to participate in the consort selection?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why are there so many people participating in the consort selection this time?” After all, in the past, as soon as news of his consort selection spread, the males and females of the Demon Realm of all ages would cower in fear and stay indoors. Why were they so enthusiastic this time?

 

Quze looked somewhat embarrassed, his lips moved hesitantly, seeming a bit embarrassed, “Your Majesty, the Left and Right Guardians released the news that anyone participating in the consort selection would receive Hot Fruits and have the opportunity for dual cultivation with you.”

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Hot Fruits can change the physique of cultivators. Even those who follow the ruthless path, if they consume Hot Fruits, their bodies and minds can undergo changes suitable for dual cultivation. Moreover, the more Hot Fruits one consumes, the more peculiar and lascivious their body becomes, hence it has always been considered a forbidden fruit. However, this substance is fatally attractive to demons.

 

Si Lan sighed inwardly upon realizing this. He hadn’t expected Song Cheng and Song Ye to be so audacious, openly promoting this without his consent.

 

Suppressing his aura, Si Lan spoke coldly, “Where are Song Cheng and Song Ye now?”

 

Quze glanced at Haowei, expressionless. “During this afternoon’s consort selection by the two Guardians, a sudden strong wind blew in and swept them away. They have not returned yet.”

 

“…” Si Lan paused, finding it hard to believe. “Swept away by a strong wind?”

 

Their cultivation levels were quite renowned in the Demon Realm; how could they be swept away by a mere gust of wind? What kind of strange wind was this?

 

Si Lan’s neck stiffened as he glanced briefly at Haowei behind him. Meeting Haowei’s seemingly amused eyes, Si Lan instantly understood something.

 

“Heh, they… they deserve it for choosing consorts for me without authorization.” He quickly added, “Quze, take away those documents. Seeing them only disturbs me.”

 

Being disturbed was a minor issue; his main concern was that if he wasn’t careful, his life could be in jeopardy. With his cultivation greatly reduced and transformed into a helpless chick-like form, his life and death were entirely in Haowei’s hands. If Haowei became unhappy and decided to end him, what could he do?

 

After all, when the Heavenly Emperor killed an Immortal Lord, he was only punished with three cups of wine. But if the Heavenly Emperor killed him, the Demon Sovereign, it would probably be celebrated throughout the Six Realms.

 

If he died, perhaps only a few in the Demon Realm would mourn him, while the entire Six Realms would praise the Heavenly Emperor for his bravery and power in unifying the realms at such a young age.

 

Hmm.

 

Quze acknowledged and took the documents away, closing the doors carefully as he left.

 

Inside the hall, Si Lan felt a sense of relief, exhaling deeply and smiling at Haowei.

 

Haowei’s expression had softened from its earlier gloominess, but it still wasn’t entirely pleasant. His cold eyes quietly held a flickering flame as he gazed at Si Lan.

 

When Si Lan met his gaze, his heart suddenly trembled. Thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to find a topic, but instead, he found himself dumbfounded, unable to come up with anything.

 

Everything that needed explaining had been explained, and all that needed clarification had been clarified.

 

Now, he needed… He needed to explain to Haowei why he was so angry.

 

The relationship between them seemed to be veiled by a thin layer of gauze. Though they could clearly see each other through it, they pretended not to, not understanding each other.

 

Rather than seeing that gauze as an obstruction, it seemed more like a protective layer.

 

No need to ponder whether behind this protective layer lay joy or sorrow.

 

Si Lan felt uncertain. He preferred to act calmly, mastering everything behind the scenes before making a move. But Haowei’s presence was a variable, an unpredictable one. He didn’t want to gamble, sometimes choosing to bury his head in the sand like an ostrich, pretending not to understand anything.

 

But today, the ostrich seemed compelled to raise its head and face the storm.

 

“Si Lan.”

 

Haowei’s voice echoed in the dim hall, deep and slightly magnetic, his dark eyes fixed unwaveringly on him.

 

Si Lan’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

 

“Xiao Qi, it’s you.”

 

Si Lan wasn’t particularly surprised, having vaguely guessed at something over these days of interaction. Besides, after he had fallen into a deep sleep following the blood extraction incident, he had dreamed of many scenes he had no memory of, as if they were events from a previous life.

 

He had thought afterwards that it must have been Haowei’s tribulation, and what happened while he was unconscious in the mortal realm.

 

“Yeah,” he replied softly, folding his wings discreetly, seeming somewhat nervous.

 

“When I was undergoing my tribulation in the mortal realm, I had an encounter with you. But after the tribulation, I didn’t retain memories of that time in the mortal realm, so I didn’t come looking for you.”

 

Haowei’s words were few, and even his phrasing was not ambiguous, but Si Lan understood quite well what was being implied. His mind couldn’t help but recall the words of the fortune teller, leaving him at a loss.

 

What exactly constitutes a fated bond?

 

After assuming that what existed between him and Haowei was merely a mistake, he realized that their entanglement had occurred long ago.

 

Si Lan fell silent, saying nothing more, and Haowei didn’t speak either, just quietly watching him.

 

Time passed unnoticed, until the oil lamp burned out, plunging the hall suddenly into darkness.

 

Outside the window, a beam of moonlight seeped through the cracks.

 

Apart from the rustling of leaves in the night wind, there was nothing else around them.

 

Haowei reached out and pulled him close. In that moment of embrace, spiritual energy surrounded him, causing him to transform into a human form. His forehead lightly rested against Haowei’s chin.

 

Instinctively, he wanted to step back, but Haowei held onto his waist, forcing him to lean against him.

 

The tranquil moonlight seemed to flow between them, their breaths gently intertwining in the silent ambiguity of the night. Si Lan could almost hear Haowei’s heartbeat, steady and strong, transmitted through the thin fabric of their clothes.

 

Surprisingly, he didn’t think about anything at all; he simply quietly savored the moment.

 

Haowei lowered his head, his lips brushing innocuously against Si Lan’s earlobe. His body momentarily stiffened, and Haowei murmured, “When you were in the mortal realm, you liked to lean against me like this.”

 

After a moment, Si Lan hoarsely whispered, “Oh.”

 

Why say so much when he doesn’t remember any of it?

 

At that time, he had been shattered by Lord Chushan, his soul torn apart. The resulting puppet was likely a simpleton who understood nothing and naturally leaned on Haowei.

 

“Si Lan, I did go back to look for you afterwards, but couldn’t find you. I left those two puppets in the house, hoping that when you returned and saw them, you’d understand that I had come looking for you.”

 

But neither Si Lan returned, nor did Haowei.

 

Haowei took out the two puppets. In the darkness, Si Lan couldn’t see their features clearly. Haowei took Si Lan’s hand and guided him to feel the contours of the puppets.

 

Suddenly, an image flashed through Si Lan’s mind: in a dim cave, Haowei held his hand, teaching him how to carve a puppet.

 

And then, he held up the two puppets, touching foreheads, noses, and then… lips against lips.

 

An indescribable sadness and bitterness surged through Si Lan’s heart. It wasn’t his own emotions; it was the emotion of that strand of soul within him, influencing him.

 

So, deep down, he still remembered Haowei.

 

At this moment, a multitude of emotions overwhelmed him. His eyes reddened silently, lips parted as if to speak, but only tears fell soundlessly.

 

Chong Ying.

 

Haowei.

 

Chong Wei.

 

Round and round, it all pointed to this person before him.

 

He gripped the puppets tightly, buried his head in Haowei’s embrace, and reached out to tightly hold Haowei’s back. Suddenly, he felt that things like the Kaojue Mountain Fortune Teller and destined soulmates no longer mattered.

 

What mattered was that he recognized this person as the one.

 

He liked Haowei, a realization that had eluded him until now. He had thought his feelings towards Haowei stemmed from a desire to leverage Haowei’s abilities and background to avenge his mother.

 

But now that the veil between them had been lifted, he realized that beyond those utilitarian motives, he genuinely wanted to be with Haowei.

 

Though their time together had been short, Haowei had always been a steadfast pillar for him in times of helplessness, confusion, and despair. He found himself trusting Haowei more than he trusted himself.

 

Feeling Si Lan embrace him, Haowei’s breath caught. Lowering his head, he used a special technique so even in the darkness, he could see clearly.

 

He saw that Si Lan’s earlobes, face, and neck were all flushed red. His determined eyes met Haowei’s, and Si Lan’s delicate nose nestled against Haowei’s heart, their breaths mingling.

 

When Haowei finally spoke, his voice hoarse beyond measure, “Si Lan, let’s go to bed.”


T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 174 – Kidnapping Kids

Chapter 174 – Kidnapping Kids

 

The little brats looked at Jian Luo with slight surprise.

 

Jian Luo lowered his head and looked down at his own children from a superior position. There were many other children waiting around. He patiently repeated, “They served you and helped you. Did you say thank you?”

 

Perhaps no one had taught these children such manners, or informed the high-and-mighty little princes that service wasn’t a given.

 

Long Ao Tian was the first to react. The noble little prince turned to the server and nodded, “Thank you for the tickets.”

 

The server trembled nervously, not daring to accept a noble’s thanks. “It’s my duty, it’s my duty.”

 

The other two followed suit.

 

After they all thanked, Jian Luo led the three children inside. Along the way, he noticed they seemed a bit awkward. He found a pavilion and sat them down, ordering drinks for them. He asked, “Do any of you have something to say to Dad?”

 

Long Ao Tian spoke first, “Is Dad angry?”

 

Facing the same ruby eyes as Lu Shifeng, Jian Luo spoke gently, “Why does baby think Dad would be angry?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

Long Ao Tian shook his head. Despite being five or six years old, with rosy lips and fair skin, he sat straight-backed, a testament to thorough etiquette teaching. However, no one had taught him how to handle interpersonal affairs.

 

Long Ao Tian said, “Dad gives money, she gives tickets, fair trade. Why should we say thank you?”

 

Jian Luo glanced back at the other two children, who looked at him with puzzled eyes. He paused, then reached out and said to the two children, “Give me your water bottles. Dad’s thirsty.”

 

Long Ao Tian and his sister took out water from their bags and handed it to Jian Luo.

 

Jian Luo took both cups but only smiled at his sister, nodding. “Thank you, baby did well.”

 

Long Ao Tian froze.

 

Jian Luo then said to his sister and Long Ba Tian, “Hand Dad a tissue.”

 

Both the second child and his sister took out tissues from their pockets and handed them to Jian Luo. He accepted them all but only said to Long Ba Tian, “Thank you, baby.”

 

His sister froze again.

 

After using them, Jian Luo asked Long Ao Tian, “Are you happy now?”

 

Long Ao Tian pursed his lips. “Why doesn’t Dad thank me?”

 

“Hmm?” Jian Luo said, “Dad bought you water. You gave Dad water. Fair trade. Should Dad thank you?”

 

It was Long Ao Tian’s logic, now returned to him by Jian Luo.

 

The oddity was that he first did this, but when I treated you the same way, you were unhappy.

 

Watching the brats, Jian Luo finally said, “Thank you is not just a matter of fair trade. It’s an attitude and recognition towards others, a respect and courtesy for both parties.”

 

Returning the water cups to Long Ao Tian, Jian Luo softened his voice. “Dad was rude just now. Apologies to you.”

 

Long Ao Tian took the water and pursed his lips, lowering his head. “But just now the brat wasn’t polite to someone else.”

 

“But the brat corrected it promptly.” Jian Luo said. “So, it can be forgiven.”

 

The other two brats seemed pensive too.

 

Jian Luo continued to play with them. Along the way, he noticed many issues with the three children. They indeed had noble ailments. Maybe these didn’t matter to etiquette teachers, but for Jian Luo, he hoped to make the brats more sensible. He could teach them what he knew, but what kind of people they would become and what path they would take in the future was up to them.

 

 

Next day

 

Jian Luo went to Earth.

 

Now in the age of industrial development, this century-old lonely planet was flourishing as never before. Various sectors were proceeding smoothly, and with the fame of Earth herbs, many other Chinese herbs were also proving effective:

 

“Chinese medicine health.”

 

“Specializing in various chronic illnesses.”

 

“Have you brewed wolfberry tea today?”

 

With free advertising from the Dark Star people, this remote little planet gradually entered the public eye. The development of Chinese herbal medicine made Earth’s health and nutrition better known to the public.

 

With advanced technology now, many things that were impossible in the 21st century can now be done.

 

A Underwater world

 

A Sky gliding track

 

A Temperature-controlled resort manor

 

These were all established in a short time. Jian Luo didn’t seek investment, mostly investing half himself, filling the rest for Lu Shifeng, and Moonlight always joined if he did business. Not for anything else, on the one hand, Nie Yan was his boss, and on the other, 80% of the economy across the universe was in Moonlight’s hands. Without a strong backing, he’d have difficulty in taking a step.

 

This, though, does not mean Jian Luo won’t deal with other investors daily, such as currently eating and accompanying his children while chatting with another star’s financial situation: “Mr. Lee, the lowest price is absolutely yours. I’m so sorry the last time I was involved in freezing fruit and vegetables was such an accident; this time, I’ll give you double.”

 

“Luo Luo, I absolutely trust you,” Mr. Li said. “But I heard that other interstellar regions have already received the latest cultivated vegetables and fruits. Why aren’t we on the list? Doesn’t this seem inappropriate?”

 

Jian Luo smiled, “Mr. Lee, to be honest with you, it’s not that I didn’t prioritize you. The first batch of newly cultivated vegetables and fruits are not for sale; they are gifts for major clients. We have rules to follow. Otherwise, wouldn’t I have rushed to you first?”

 

“Hahaha.”

 

The man opposite was clearly delighted. “It’s always a pleasure talking to you. Alright, send the goods over. We’re about to celebrate a festival here, and His Majesty wants everyone to join in. The order is quite large this time. I won’t bother you with details; I’m not satisfied with your manager. I need it urgently now. Please follow up personally and send me the order this afternoon. If it works out, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

 

Jian Luo replied, “My pleasure. I’ll arrange it as soon as possible for you.”

 

The call ended on that note.

 

Jian Luo breathed a sigh of relief. This client was indeed difficult. Several product managers had failed before, with high demands. But this order was substantial: 80 million, with a net profit of at least 30-40 million. His hard work today was worthwhile.

 

At the dining table, the children were eating quietly.

 

Jian Luo said, “Don’t just eat meat, have some vegetables.”

 

Second child was the pickiest. Jian Luo said, “Long Ba Tian, if you pass some veggies to your brother, I’ll let you have nutrient drink tomorrow.”

 

 

After a moment of hesitation, the second child picked up a piece of vegetable and ate it.

 

Jian Luo sighed, “Nutrition needs to be balanced, you know. Do you see Dad being picky?”

 

“I want Dad to cook.” His daughter looked up from her bowl. “Dad hasn’t cooked in a long time.”

 

Jian Luo was too busy. Forget cooking, sometimes he didn’t even have time to eat. It took the children’s reminder for him to realize this. Looking at their faces, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. “Tomorrow, Dad will cook for you, alright?”

 

Long Ao Tian held his bowl. “Dad, there’s a parent meeting at school today. Are you coming?”

 

 

Jian Luo paused.

 

The other two children also looked at Jian Luo. It was their first parent meeting, and they hoped Dad would come.

 

Jian Luo remembered he had an urgent order today. “When does it start?”

 

“At 11 AM,” Long Ao Tian said. “Then there are many activities and games in the afternoon. It ends when school’s out.”

 

Jian Luo planned, “Alright, Dad will try to make it.”

 

It was now just after 6 AM. Jian Luo asked Secretary Jin to take the children to school so he could arrange the shipment quickly. He aimed to get there before 11 AM, but the more rushed he was, the more crowded his schedule became. Various issues piled up, keeping him busy and stressed.

 

“Jian Ge, please confirm the quantity here.”

 

“The warehouse supervisor said a batch of goods was redirected to emergency by the logistics of the B galaxy yesterday, Brother.”

 

“Bro, the PR department called. There was a malfunction at the Underwater World on Earth, and some tourists got injured.”

 

Jian Luo hadn’t stopped since early morning. But with a pile of tasks unfinished, it was already 10:30 AM, and his children’s school had a parent meeting at 11 AM.

 

Jian Luo messaged Qing’er, “Call Jian Sheng and ask him to hurry back. There’s an urgent order here for him to watch over. I have something on today.”

 

“Mr. Lee said he wants you personally involved with this batch of goods,” Qing’er hesitated. “He might come over today. The amount involved is significant, and last month, the F galaxy had a loss. We’re tight on funds now. If this order goes through, it could ease the situation.”

 

 

Jian Luo was well aware of these matters. That’s why he insisted on handling it himself and was able to chat with Mr. Lee for so long. His financial chain was in trouble, and he needed this order to ease the pressure.

 

*Ding Ling Ling*

 

A call came through.

 

Jian Luo answered, “Hello.”

 

“Dad.” His daughter’s young voice came through the phone, and Jian Luo could hear the joyous sounds of adults and children in the background. His daughter said, “When are you coming? We’re going to meet you at the school gate.”

 

Jian Luo choked up, hesitated for a moment, then heard a child’s voice from the other end, “Qi Qi, when is your dad coming?”

 

“Dad will be here soon,” his daughter replied.

 

“Then let’s go in first,” the child said. “We’ll see you later.”

 

“Okay, see you soon,” his daughter replied.

 

After the children finished talking, his daughter said to Jian Luo again, “Dad, call me when you get here. My brother and I will be waiting for you at the pavilion.”

 

Jian Luo swallowed his words. It was as if he had made up his mind. He said warmly, “Alright, there’s a bit of traffic on the way. Don’t wait under the sun. I’ll call you when Dad gets there. What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it over.”

 

“Brother wants to eat cloud fruits,” his daughter exclaimed excitedly. “I want some too.”

 

Jian Luo chuckled, “Sure thing. Wait for Dad to arrive.”

 

After hanging up, he began to delegate tasks, “Have Jian Sheng return. Have him watch over this batch of goods. I’ll explain to Mr. Lee on the way. If this order doesn’t work out, I’ll talk to someone else tonight. Don’t worry about the funds. As long as I’m here, we won’t collapse.”

 

For a moment, Qing’er felt like Jian Luo was shining.

 

“Alright,” Qing’er said. “I’ll make the arrangements.”

 

Jian Luo was quite busy. Just as someone messaged him at this moment, the caller ID showed an unknown number. Without even looking, he hung up. “What a joke,” he muttered. “With so many harassing calls every day, who has the time to answer them all?”

 

Despite rushing around, constantly discussing business and handling matters on the way, he still arrived at the destination ten minutes late. When he reached the agreed pavilion, he didn’t see anyone there. Jian Luo was a bit puzzled. At that moment, a child sitting nearby said, “Are you Brother Yu’s dad?”

 

His second son was named Lu Chengyu.

 

“I am,” Jian Luo replied.

 

“Just now, Brother Yu’s parents came,” the little boy pointed down a path. “They took them over there for a talk.”

 

Jian Luo was taken aback.

 

He thought, this child seems to only have me as a father now. Could someone have kidnapped him and brought him to school these days?


T/N: Ahhh, the end is near, just one last chapter! Finally… after so many months! (Ah not including side stories, of course)

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Chapter 173 – The Little Princes' Issue

Chapter 173 – The Little Princes’ Issue

 

Jian Luo made sure the children went to bed early.

 

After all, it was better to end this topic sooner rather than later, lest their father return and a tragedy unfold.

 

Returning to his room, Jian Luo found the lights on. Sitting at his desk, he began writing in his diary. Since Lu Shifeng had left, it had become a habit for him to jot down his thoughts—little daily occurrences, interesting moments, worries, and longing.

 

He didn’t know when Lu Shifeng would return, or even if he would. Human life was fleeting, illnesses commonplace, and any random wave could erase everything. Jian Luo hoped to leave something behind for Lu Shifeng, even if it was just a notebook.

 

Of course, he hoped even more to spend his future years with that man, if only he could return soon.

 

 

The Next Day

 

Early in the morning, Jian Luo received a brief message from Earth. It was short but heartening—the couple from the Dark Star had detected a pregnancy!

 

This was the first natural pregnancy on the Dark Star in millennia, achieved without technological or electronic assistance, solely through herbal remedies. It meant salvation for this lonely planet after countless centuries!

 

Jian Luo was overwhelmed with joy: “Really? Is it confirmed?”

 

The old Chinese doctor said, “We notify only after the fetus is stable at three months. We don’t take risks lightly. Inform the medical team from the Dark Star.”

 

Taking care of a Dark Star fetus required professionals. In case of any mishaps, it would prevent further complications.

 

Jian Luo assured him, “You can trust me on this matter.”

 

With absolute certainty, Jian Luo informed the authorities. Upon hearing the news, they were initially stunned, struggling to find words: “Is it true? Mr. Jian, you’re not joking, are you?”

 

Jian Luo smiled, “If this were a joke, it wouldn’t be funny at all.”

 

The Dark Star man fell silent for a moment and then unexpectedly started to cry. It was hard to believe; these proud and noble Dark Star people rarely showed such vulnerability. Jian Luo was taken aback.

 

“I’m sorry, I’m just so overwhelmed,” the man said. “My wife and I have dreamed of having a child. We never thought it could actually happen.”

 

Jian Luo comforted him, “Everything will be fine. Don’t be sad.”

 

The man quickly regained his composure, “Mr. Jian, you’re right. We’ll send someone over immediately. Thank you, thank humanity, thank Earth. You’re our saviors. The Dark Star people will forever be grateful to you.”

 

Listening to his somewhat disjointed words, Jian Luo chuckled softly, “No need for thanks. If your ancestors hadn’t accepted our wandering ancestors, humanity might have been extinct long ago. As our ancestors said, ‘repay a favor with a spring,’ mutual assistance is only natural.”

 

The male doctor on the other end sighed deeply.

 

After ending the call, Jian Luo hurried to the Sanctuary. This matter was significant; if the herbal remedy proved effective, he would need to mobilize resources and start preparing for a mass migration to Earth. His original goal was to bring all humans back to their homeland.

 

Upon returning, Jian Luo immediately told Qing’er, “I’m going to hold a meeting. Notify all senior supervisors to come here.”

 

Qing’er replied, “Okay.”

 

Their efficiency was remarkable. By noon, the news network of the Dark Star had officially announced the pregnancy of a Dark Star person, not through replication but through natural means. All Earthlings were informed, and the entire interstellar community was abuzz.

 

“I’ve waited so long for this day.”

 

“I knew Jian Luo could do it.”

 

“Humanity is truly magnificent.”

 

“Tears of joy. I suggest erecting a statue of Jian Luo in the central square.”

 

Online discussions were fervent, and the Sanctuary buzzed with excitement. When everyone gathered for the meeting, they were all smiles.

 

After everyone was seated, Jian Luo spoke, “I believe you’re all aware of today’s events. I won’t waste words. Today’s scientific achievement is not a matter for personal glory. Any misconduct that tarnishes humanity’s image will be severely punished without leniency.”

 

His words were firm and commanding, filled with undeniable authority.

 

After finishing, Jian Luo glanced at everyone and added, “I hope each of you will manage your subordinates well. Don’t get carried away, and don’t forget that not long ago, Earth and humanity were part of the Dark Star. Don’t let a little recognition make you forget where you come from.”

 

His words sobered everyone up instantly. There were indeed some who lacked foresight, but Jian Luo’s speech brought them back to reality in a heartbeat.

 

“Got it.”

 

“Jian Ge, don’t worry.”

 

“We’ll make sure everything’s in place and manage the people well.”

 

Jian Luo felt much relieved now. Then he brought up another important matter, “A lot of the land on our Earth is under development. We’re entering an industrial era there, constructing large-scale agricultural centers and tourist resorts. Basically, Earth needs people now.”

 

Everyone looked at Jian Luo.

 

“We’re all in this together, so I won’t keep anything from you,” Jian Luo said, propping his chin on one hand. His slender fingers tapped on the table intermittently. “Currently, Dark Star has a high acceptance of humans, and it’s one of the top planets in the universe. If anyone wants to stay and develop on Dark Star, they can.”

 

Jian Luo continued, “For those who want to immigrate to Earth, give me your names. Consider it for a week, no pressure.”

 

There was a moment of silence in the air.

 

Previously, people were unwilling to work on Dark Star because while the Dark Starians claimed to liberate humans, they still looked down on them. But now things were different; Dark Starians were grateful to humans and treated them kindly. They could find good jobs on Dark Star now.

 

After a while, someone said, “Let’s discuss this at home.”

 

Jian Luo nodded, “Go ahead.”

 

He left the decision to them, thinking the wish list might end up split fifty-fifty. However, within just two days, unexpectedly, the thirty or so people who had originally gone on vacation from Earth returned. At a time when people in Paradise were still hesitating, they came back.

 

“What? Immigration? That sounds great!”

 

“Earth is so beautiful. The air there is sweet, and the food is delicious. I never want to drink nutrient solution again in my life.”

 

“And they’ve already built the new villa district. Jian Ge even got a research institute to set up a signal base, so the internet speed is super fast.”

 

“I want to die on Earth in this lifetime.”

 

As people hesitated, someone nearby was instigating them. This effect was powerful, and more and more people made up their minds. In the final wish list, 80% of people chose to immigrate to Earth.

 

Their reasons were simple:

 

“Home is where the heart is.”

 

“We can’t just stand still forever.”

 

“Earth helped us gain the right to freedom. Now that our mother planet needs development and people, if I don’t go back when needed, am I still a person?”

 

When Jian Luo received this list, he couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

 

It was a huge project. Many businesses and factories had to relocate, and only a few fast food outlets’ staff chose to stay. Jian Luo personally went to handle things over there. Originally, he planned to stay for a few months, but with children at home, he finished outlining the general tasks in just a few days and returned.

 

“Daddy!”

 

Long Aotian leaped into his arms.

 

Jian Luo caught the child. Since having a physical body, this child had started going to school. In less than a month after enrolling, the sociable child had become popular with everyone, always surrounded by a crowd after school. Even his elder brothers would pull him along with their younger siblings.

 

Jian Luo patted the child’s head, “Behaving well in school?”

 

Long Aotian nodded and glanced at his younger brother, saying, “Teacher praised him today.”

 

“Really?” Jian Luo looked over.

 

Long Aotian said, “Because during study period, everyone else was talking except for him.”

 

“…”

 

Clearly, he didn’t quite fit in.

 

Jian Luo was a bit worried. As children grew older, their personalities became more apparent. He didn’t know where Long Batian’s introverted nature came from. When he was young, Jian Luo thought things would improve with age, but apart from family, he ignored everyone. He had never had this problem with his dad, Lu Shifeng!

 

Jian Luo decided to spend more time with his child.

 

He said, “Daddy will take you to watch a movie today and then go to the amusement park.”

 

The three children’s excited eyes lit up, and they chorused, “Great!”

 

Usually, Jian Luo was busy with work, and the instructors took care of them. Now Jian Luo gradually felt that the children’s personalities were problematic and decided to take over.

 

They arrived at Dark Star’s largest entertainment venue. They ordered food here, which was one of Jian Luo’s franchises: fried chicken burgers, a favorite among the children. The waitstaff brought the food over. Long Aotian glanced at it and said, “Let’s go.”

 

The waitress looked at the other two children.

 

The white-haired girl was quite elegant. She said, “I don’t want the one with orange pulp. Could you please replace it?”

 

The second child, who didn’t speak much, just glanced indifferently at his own food and continued eating. Sitting across from them, Jian Luo took all this in. It seemed quite normal, but he felt a subtle abnormality.

 

It seemed—

 

His three little princes, surrounded by the adoring crowd, were becoming accustomed to their high status, which was just the beginning. As they continued on this path, Jian Luo became increasingly aware that something wasn’t right.

 

Finally, when they were buying tickets at the amusement park, Jian Luo said, “Have you thanked the person?”

 

The child sitting opposite him froze.

 

“I’m talking to you,” Jian Luo glanced at the timid waitress beside him, “She just gave you the tickets. You’ve received her service. Have you said thank you?”


T/N: Ahhh, the end is near! Finally… after so many months! (Ah not including side stories, of course)

Hope you’re having a good day! Drink water and make sure to sleep early! (>w<)/

If you like my translations, feel free to donate to my ko-fi!

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Also, check out the other series we have on HoH!

If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

If you like dragons, check out I’m Pregnant with the Hope of the Entire Planet and The Dragon and the ‘Princess’

How about some mystery or showbiz? Check out Morbid Addiction & Perfection

What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

and many, many more!

 

Thank you for all your support <3 Leave a comment if you like 🙂 I love reading them!

 

Chapter 14 – Keeping Track

Chapter 14: Keeping Track

 

“…”

 

After a suffocating silence, Su Muluo took the initiative, getting up and staring at the little black dragon, “Were you trying to take advantage of me again?”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

It silently shrank back to its small form, looking very innocent.

 

Su Muluo said, “Pretending to be innocent won’t work! I saw you grow bigger!”

 

The little black dragon hugged his finger, rubbing against it clingily.

 

Su Muluo, unmoved by its act, said coldly, “You just wanted to take advantage of me! You even waited for me to fall asleep!”

 

Just like yesterday, utterly incorrigible and very naughty.

 

Thinking of this, Su Muluo gave the little black dragon’s head a good rub, messing it up into a little ball.

 

The little black dragon, knowing it was at fault, could only sulkily let itself be rubbed around. However, Su Muluo didn’t use much force and stopped after a few rubs, letting the little dragon flop weakly onto the sheets, looking pitiful and powerless.

 

Su Muluo knew his dragon was best at acting pitiful after taking advantage, so he wouldn’t be fooled. “If you do this again, I’ll hang you on the doorknob and let the wind blow you all night.”

 

The little black dragon: “???”

 

With a “chirp,” the little black dragon clung tightly to Su Muluo’s hand, wrapping itself around it energetically, showing none of the weakness from a moment ago.

 

Su Muluo’s lips curled slightly. Of course, he couldn’t bear to let his little black dragon be hung up and blown by the wind, but if he didn’t scare it a bit, this unruly dragon would become even more outrageous.

 

However, tonight he definitely couldn’t secretly tie the little black dragon into a knot or take any photos. Su Muluo lay back down and put his phone back on the bedside table.

 

The little black dragon stared at the phone, feeling something was off, and suddenly thought of something, chirping at Su Muluo.

 

“Why did you just pick up your phone?”

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Of course, he couldn’t say he was planning to take sneaky revenge photos, so he calmly said, “To check the time.”

 

The little black dragon didn’t seem to believe him and chirped again.

 

“But you pretended to sleep earlier.”

 

“That was because of you!” Su Muluo lifted the blanket and covered the little black dragon’s head. “I’m not talking to you anymore, I’m going to sleep!”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

With suspicious eyes, the little black dragon watched Su Muluo, feeling that its Phoenix must be hiding something. But having just been caught in its mischief, it didn’t dare to push too far—if its Phoenix really got angry and hung it on the doorknob, it would be too embarrassing.

 

It had to become human faster so that its Phoenix couldn’t abandon it. Plus, if it could turn into human form, it could hug its Phoenix and stroke his feathers while sleeping.

 

Thinking of this, the little black dragon felt a bit happy, crawling to the pillow and curling up next to Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo glanced at it, patted its little horns, and closed his eyes.

 

This time he wasn’t pretending to sleep. Since he had just threatened to hang the little black dragon on the doorknob, it certainly wouldn’t dare to take advantage of him again. Feeling assured, he fell asleep peacefully.

 

The little black dragon also quickly fell asleep, comforted by the scent of its beloved Phoenix. But its sleep was uneasy. In the middle of the night, its body suddenly twitched, and it woke up, crawling to the head of the bed and curling up in pain.

 

In the dark room, the little black dragon’s body emitted a faint golden light, which was so weak it wasn’t noticeable in the night. The golden light continued to flicker, sometimes merging into the little black dragon’s body, sometimes seeping out, as if it was constantly releasing and absorbing it. This process went on for a long time until the night was almost over and dawn was breaking. The last bit of golden light was finally absorbed by the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon let out a breath, looking exhausted, but its dark golden eyes were brighter than usual. It rested for a few seconds before quietly crawling back to its Phoenix’s side.

 

Su Muluo seemed to sense its presence, and in his sleep, he turned his head slightly and raised a hand to gently cover his dragon.

 

The little black dragon nestled in Su Muluo’s palm, staring at its Phoenix for a few seconds before closing its eyes contentedly.

 

……

 

Su Muluo didn’t sleep well.

 

He had several fragmented dreams in which his dragon was either injured or leaving him, all very unsettling.

 

So when he woke up and found the little black dragon still sleeping soundly in his palm, he felt a sense of relief.

 

Waking up earlier than usual, Su Muluo didn’t get up immediately. He quietly watched the little black dragon until it moved and slowly opened its eyes.

 

——As their eyes met, Su Muluo frowned. He didn’t know if it was just his imagination, but the little black dragon seemed a bit listless today.

 

“What’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well?”

 

The little black dragon chirped softly to indicate it was fine and lazily rolled over in Su Muluo’s palm, nuzzling against him.

 

Su Muluo scratched the little black dragon’s chin. Normally, it would hum contentedly, but today it didn’t. Instead, it lowered its eyelids sleepily.

 

Su Muluo grew more concerned, wondering if his harsh tone yesterday had upset the little black dragon or if it had caught a cold. “Are you mad at me? Or did you catch a cold last night?”

 

The little black dragon shook its head. Seeing Su Muluo’s worried expression, it thought for a moment, then grew slightly larger, wrapping itself around its Phoenix’s waist and burying its head in his shoulder.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Alright, since his dragon wasn’t feeling well today, he would let it have its way.

 

He patted the little black dragon’s head, letting it cling to him.

 

After half an hour, the little black dragon seemed to feel better. It shrank back to its small size, wriggling affectionately in Su Muluo’s hand.

 

“So what happened just now?” Su Muluo asked.

 

The little black dragon chirped.

 

“Didn’t wake up properly.”

 

Su Muluo didn’t believe it, staring at the little dragon for a few seconds. The little dragon looked back at him with its round eyes, giving an innocent look as if saying, “I’m not lying, I’m very good.”

 

Su Muluo: …Tsk.

 

If the little black dragon didn’t want to say, he couldn’t force it. He could only let it rest more and prepared a bowl of honey water for it—he knew this little dragon loved sweet things, especially honey water. Once, when his finger had a bit of honey on it, the little dragon had licked it off.

 

The honey water was fragrant and sweet, and the little black dragon happily buried its head in the bowl, drinking up the entire bowl of honey water, even letting out a satisfied burp.

 

Su Muluo rubbed the little dragon’s belly and asked, “Are you full?”

 

The small black dragon whined softly. Seeing that it had indeed recovered, Su Muluo felt somewhat relieved. After observing it for a while longer at home to ensure it was truly fine, he cradled it in his palm and took it out with him.

 

Today was Saturday, and although the café opened later than usual, it wasn’t long before customers started coming in. The first was Song Nan, a regular visitor.

 

“Boss, why didn’t you open yesterday?” Song Nan asked. “I wanted to have your coffee, but you weren’t here.”

 

Su Muluo had a good impression of Song Nan since she had brought many customers to his café. He apologized gently, “Sorry, something came up yesterday. It must have been a wasted trip for you.”

 

Song Nan waved it off. “It’s fine, as long as you’re open today.”

 

As they chatted, another customer walked in. Su Muluo glanced sideways and saw a woman with long black hair and a gloomy expression.

 

“…”, he quickly looked away as if nothing had happened and continued chatting with Song Nan, “A friend of mine had an accident yesterday, so I went to visit him.”

 

He didn’t lower his voice, and the words reached the ears of the woman who had just entered, causing her to pause briefly.

 

“Oh, I see!” Song Nan said. “How is your friend doing now?”

 

“Not too good, but not too bad either,” Su Muluo replied, changing the subject. “Would you like the special coffee today?”

 

“Of course! Two cups!”

 

Song Nan had brought a friend along, and after ordering, the two of them found a seat, holding hands.

 

Meanwhile, the woman with long black hair approached the counter. Unlike usual, she didn’t just order and leave. After a moment of silence, she quietly asked Su Muluo, “Did your friend get into trouble?”

 

Su Muluo met her gaze. “Yes, he seemed to have run into some bad people. Why?”

 

“…”, the woman didn’t answer immediately. After another pause, she said, “One special coffee, please.”

 

Su Muluo nodded slightly and prepared three cups of coffee.

 

The woman turned and walked to a corner of the café. Su Muluo watched her back, more convinced of his suspicions.

 

It turned out the attacker yesterday wasn’t this woman.

 

Though she was a fox demon like the one who attacked him, she wasn’t injured and didn’t have the aura of a killer. The red umbrella of the fox demon yesterday had clearly been stained with a lot of blood.

 

Despite this, Su Muluo remained cautious. He still had doubts that needed to be confirmed.

 

After a while, the woman with long black hair finished her coffee and hurriedly left the café. Su Muluo then walked around the counter and entered the staff rest area behind a hidden door.

 

In the rest room, a ginger cat jumped down from the bed, ready to go out. Su Muluo immediately picked it up and put it back on the bed.

 

Qiansui: “???”

 

Little Black Dragon: “???”

 

The little black dragon, feeling very displeased, clung to Su Muluo’s hand where the cat had been, rubbing vigorously to remove the cat’s scent—it only allowed the phoenix to have its scent, no other creatures were allowed!

 

Su Muluo didn’t stop the little black dragon’s possessive behavior, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He then looked at Qiansui and said, “I need a favor from you.”

 

Qiansui: “…Thanks for the offer, but I’m still recovering and don’t want to fight.”

 

“I’m not asking you to fight,” Su Muluo said. “You can shapeshift, right? Transform into me and watch the shop for a while. If customers come, just tell them we’re out of coffee beans and to come back tomorrow.”

 

Qiansui looked at him, clearly reluctant. “I’m just a cat, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

 

“Please, just a small favor.”

 

“No, meow meow meow.”

 

“…”

 

Su Muluo pulled out the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon bared its teeth, looking fierce.

 

Qiansui: “…”

 

Moments later, a very unenthusiastic “Su Muluo” walked out of the staff rest area and stood mechanically behind the counter.

 

Meanwhile, the real Su Muluo, with his little black dragon, quietly followed the woman with long black hair out of the café.


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 1 – The Royal Dragon is Standing Proud

Chapter 1 – The Royal Dragon is Standing Proud

Reading the last page of The Boundless Great Jing in the taxi, Zhao Qi felt a mix of emotions.

 

It was a good book; he’d give it nine out of ten. He withheld one point, not out of fear of making the author arrogant, but because the cannon fodder emperor who died tragically shared his name.

 

Every time he saw “Zhao Qi” in the book courting death in various ways, he felt a pang in his knee, especially when the author described “Zhao Qi” as impotent. It always gave him a phantom ache.

 

The taxi driver, a cheerful and chatty lady, couldn’t resist sneaking a glance at the handsome young man through the rearview mirror while waiting at a red light. She noticed the book in Zhao Qi’s hand and got excited at finding a fellow fan. “Little brother, you’re reading The Boundless Great Jing too?”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “Yeah, it’s pretty good, but I feel the brotherly affection in it is a bit weird.”

 

The lady gave a subtle smile. “Are you reading the original version or the censored one?”

 

“I don’t know,” Zhao Qi flipped to the cover, “seems like it’s the censored version—there’s a difference?”

 

“Of course!” she exclaimed. “The original has more romance and my favorite scenes of having and raising children! You’re missing out big time if you haven’t read it!”

 

“Really?” Zhao Qi was surprised. “But I didn’t notice any romantic tension between the main characters and any girls.”

 

The lady gave a mysterious smile. “Who said it had to be girls?”

 

“How do you have children if there are no girls?”

 

The lady hinted crazily, “Think about it, think deeply.”

 

Zhao Qi was lost in thought, wanting to ask more, when a sudden blaring horn brought him back to reality. He looked up sharply to see a speeding truck coming straight at them.

 

The lady slammed on the brakes, but it was too late.

 

Bang—

 

In the ensuing chaos, Zhao Qi heard muffled voices. Slowly, the voices became clearer—it was a young boy’s voice: “The emperor forced me to do this.”

 

Zhao Qi opened his eyes to find himself lying on a bed, pinned down by a disheveled young boy. They were very close, the boy’s magnified face right in front of his.

 

The boy had a stunningly beautiful face, with long eyelashes and features as if drawn from a classical painting. Despite their noses almost touching, Zhao Qi couldn’t see a single flaw on his face.

 

Zhao Qi was baffled, “Where am I? Who are you?”

 

The boy, pale as paper with beads of sweat on his forehead, looked down at Zhao Qi. Suddenly, he smiled faintly at him.

 

Zhao Qi, unaccustomed to such beauty in real life, was captivated by the smile, losing his wits momentarily. The boy, pressing down on him, reached under the pillow to retrieve a green porcelain bottle, swallowing its contents.

 

Zhao Qi blinked and asked, “What did you just eat?”

 

The boy grabbed Zhao Qi’s chin, closed his eyes, and leaned in with his lips.

 

Seeing the red lips approaching, Zhao Qi was petrified. Only at the last moment did he remember he could resist.

 

He struggled to push the boy away, “Wait, let’s talk! I’ll scream!”

 

The boy, seemingly frail, didn’t budge under Zhao Qi’s “struggle.” Panting lightly, he whispered, “Didn’t the emperor always want Rong Tang?”

 

!!!

 

Zhao Qi grasped the crucial point.

 

Rong Tang, the one in The Boundless Great Jing, the top scholar imprisoned by the lustful emperor due to his striking beauty?

 

If this boy was Rong Tang, then who was he?!

 

Zhao Qi looked down in horror at the bright yellow dragon robe he was wearing. His vision blackened, and he almost suffocated.

 

He had transmigrated into the book, becoming the lustful yet impotent emperor Zhao Qi!

 

Zhao Qi felt like coughing up blood. No, this couldn’t be happening—he was still a virgin!

 

Unfortunately, now was not the time to despair. Zhao Qi quickly recalled the plot, roughly understanding his current predicament.

 

In the book, the dog emperor fell in love at first sight with the newly appointed top scholar during the imperial examination, forcibly bringing him into the palace against the ministers’ objections. Rong Tang, once the pride of his family, became a male concubine serving the emperor, unable to bear the humiliation.

 

Rong Tang wanted to die to preserve his integrity, but the emperor threatened the lives of Rong’s entire family. To save his family, Rong Tang had to endure.

 

One day, the emperor, overcome with lust, refused to let go of the tho-ny beauty and insisted on kissing him. Rong Tang, unable to escape, used the poison he had prepared, determined to take the emperor down with him. Both were poisoned, but the skilled palace physicians saved them both.

 

Normally, anyone who did such a thing to the emperor would have been executed a hundred times over. But Rong Tang, due to his exceptional beauty, was kept alive by the emperor who doted on him, creating a future calamity for himself.

 

“You, get off me first,” said Zhao Qi, sweating profusely after recalling the plot. “I promise not to touch you again.”

 

Rong Tang sneered, “The emperor is mistaken. Now, it’s I who will touch the emperor.”

 

You’re not trying to touch me; you’re trying to kill me!

 

Zhao Qi took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible, “Are you defying the emperor’s orders?”

 

Rong Tang gave a mocking smile, “Haven’t I defied enough orders already?”

 

Zhao Qi had an idea. “It seems you don’t care about the lives of your family anymore?”

 

Rong Tang’s face changed slightly, his grip loosening significantly. Zhao Qi took the opportunity to push him off and got out of bed, maintaining a safe distance. He shouted, “Guards, protect the emperor!”

 

Several imperial guards burst in, swords drawn, surrounding Rong Tang, awaiting the emperor’s orders. Along with them came a plump, comical eunuch, “Your Majesty! Are you alright?”

 

Zhao Qi, still weak, said, “I’m fine.” If he guessed correctly, this eunuch should be the chief eunuch, Jiang Dehai.

 

Jiang Dehai was stunned by the scene before him. “Your Majesty, what is Young Master Rong doing…”

 

Rong Tang closed his eyes, resigned, “This is all my fault. I willingly accept death. Please do not punish my family.”

 

Zhao Qi, still shaken, declared, “I will punish them.”

 

Rong Tang looked at him, his expression complicated.

 

Zhao Qi tried to maintain his emperor’s demeanor, “You stay put and behave, or I’ll drag your entire family into this, including your father.”

 

Rong Tang remained silent, his fingers trembling inside his sleeves.

 

Zhao Qi snorted, “Return to the palace.”

 

Jiang Dehai followed him, “Your Majesty, is that all?”

 

“No, Rong Tang is probably poisoned. Find a doctor to check on him.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “Young Master Rong was so disrespectful to Your Majesty. Are you just letting him go?”

 

Zhao Qi stopped, “Doesn’t that sound like something I would do? Rong Tang is my favorite.”

 

From the original Zhao Qi’s perspective, Rong Tang deserved to die. But as a reader of The Boundless Great Jing, Zhao Qi had always liked Rong Tang, the beautiful and proud scholar. Killing him now felt wrong, and he didn’t know how his death would affect the story. For now, it seemed better to keep him alive and figure things out later.

 

Jiang Dehai, knowing Zhao Qi’s temperament well, knew arguing was pointless and sighed inwardly.

 

Back in the emperor’s palace, Yonghua Palace, Zhao Qi was greeted by palace maids ready to help him undress. Zhao Qi was startled, “What are you doing?”

 

The maid turned pale, fearing she had angered the emperor, and knelt, kowtowing repeatedly, “This servant deserves to die, deserves to die…”

 

The other maids lowered their heads, trembling with fear.

 

Zhao Qi roughly understood why they were so scared. According to the book, the original Zhao Qi was brutal and perverse, partially due to his unspeakable affliction. Unable to experience male pleasure, he resorted to other means, inventing various tools and collecting aphrodisiacs. Anyone who made a mistake became his target, suffering unbearable torment.

 

Zhao Qi felt a headache coming on. He waved them off, “Leave me. I need to be alone.”

 

The maids, feeling as if they had escaped death, quickly obeyed, “Yes.”

 

Jiang Dehai approached, “Is Your Majesty unwell? Should I call for a doctor?”

 

“No need,” Zhao Qi said, “You can go too.”

 

After Jiang Dehai left, Zhao Qi was alone in the bedchamber. He found a mirror and examined himself.

 

Delicate features, fair skin, large eyes—a pretty boy, but a bit short and looking rather sickly.

 

Ha, if this body had enough yang energy, it would be a miracle.

 

Zhao Qi changed his clothes and lay down on the dragon bed, contemplating his situation.

 

The original Zhao Qi ascended to the throne at eight years old, but by fourteen, his little brother still couldn’t stand up. His mother, Empress Dowager Wen, was extremely worried. The imperial physicians in the palace were helpless, so she secretly summoned famous doctors from all over the country to diagnose him.

 

The original Zhao Qi was surrounded by doctors daily and took a lot of medicine, but his condition did not improve. Because this matter concerned the dignity of the emperor, Empress Dowager Wen issued a strict gag order, and anyone who leaked the information would be executed. Despite this, the original Zhao Qi’s spirit was still damaged, and as he grew older, his psyche became increasingly twisted. He lost interest in state affairs, indulged in wine and pleasure, and attended court only once a year. State affairs were handled by Empress Dowager Wen and the regent ministers.

 

Empress Dowager Wen was a master of political maneuvering, but she was extremely indulgent toward the original Zhao Qi, turning a blind eye to his misdeeds. After Empress Dowager Wen passed away, the original Zhao Qi lost his protector. The righteous officials, who had long hated him to the core, united and rebelled, marching from the northern frontier all the way to the capital and capturing him alive.

 

Rong Tang was a key figure among the righteous officials. The new emperor rewarded the original Zhao Qi to Rong Tang as a prize, and he became Rong Tang’s prisoner. Rong Tang repaid the humiliation he suffered tenfold, imprisoning and torturing the original Zhao Qi, but kept him alive, making his life a living hell.

 

The more Zhao Qi thought about it, the more hopeless he felt. He beat his chest in despair on the dragon bed.

 

Traveling into a book, fine, but did anyone ask for his opinion? Traveling into the body of such a scumbag, he would rather be dead!

 

When it was time for dinner, Jiang Dehai came to invite Zhao Qi to eat. Zhao Qi got up slowly, thinking that food was his only solace now. Even a scumbag emperor still ate the best food in the entire Southern Jing.

 

Sitting at the table, Jiang Dehai handed him a pair of silver chopsticks. “Every dish has been tested by the servants. The emperor can eat with confidence.”

 

Eight dishes and a soup, plus a dessert, all for just one person. Zhao Qi’s depression eased a bit. He tasted some braised meat, finding the flavor and texture quite good. “What meat is this?” he asked.

 

“Emperor, this is braised bull pen-s,” Jiang Dehai replied.

 

“Pfft!” Zhao Qi spat out the braised meat he hadn’t swallowed yet. “Water, water— I need to rinse my mouth!”

 

A maid hurriedly handed him tea. Jiang Dehai, puzzled, asked, “Emperor, does this dish not suit your taste?” The emperor used to love this dish.

 

After rinsing his mouth, Zhao Qi looked at the table full of delicacies and felt an ominous premonition. “What are these dishes? List them for me.”

 

“Bliss soup, red dates stewed with ram pen-s, clear stewed kidney…”

 

“Enough, enough,” Zhao Qi said, holding his forehead. “I get it.” They were all aphrodisiacs. If he kept eating like this, he would die of overindulgence sooner or later.

 

“Do you have porridge?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

“Yes, yes,” Jiang Dehai replied. “Would the emperor prefer deer antler gelatin porridge or sea cucumber porridge?”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyebrow twitched. “Plain porridge, with nothing in it.”

 

Zhao Qi ate two bowls of porridge with a few dishes he could stomach, then wandered around until it was time to sleep. Jiang Dehai asked which beauty should attend to him tonight. Zhao Qi asked, “Where are the tokens1In ancient China, emperors would be presented a tray of ‘tokens’ with the names of some of his concubines of his harem. He would then turn over the ‘token’ with the name of the lady he wished to spend the night with on the tray. That ‘lucky’ lady would then have the chance to serve him for the night. Most concubines never get the chance to see their captors tho.?”

 

“Tokens, Emperor?” Jiang Dehai was puzzled.

 

Zhao Qi gestured. “The tokens with the beauties’ names on them. Shouldn’t there be some formality for such an important matter?”

 

Jiang Dehai was surprised. “The emperor is not yet married, and there are no consorts in the harem, so there’s no use for green-head tokens.”

 

Zhao Qi remembered. The original text mentioned that although the scumbag emperor had many men and women in the harem, he didn’t establish a queen and therefore couldn’t give titles to the beauties. The original Zhao Qi didn’t care either. Except for Rong Tang, the others were just disposable objects to him.

 

“Then never mind, I’ll sleep alone.”

 

Whether it was the new environment or the stimulating food, Zhao Qi tossed and turned on the dragon bed, unable to sleep. He felt hot all over, his mouth dry and parched.

 

Finally, he fell asleep, only to be awakened by a scream in a half-awake state. “Emperor, Emperor! Your Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qi sat up abruptly. “What’s happening? Are there assassins? Protect me, someone come protect me!”

 

Jiang Dehai, with tears streaming down his face, pointed to Zhao Qi’s trousers and trembled, “Your royal dragon2Yes… he is referring to his peepee … it’s standing up!”


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 172 – Father's Big Son

Chapter 172 – Father’s Big Son

 

Lu Shifeng left.

 

Jian Luo suddenly felt empty without him around, no children, no husband. He resumed his previous life, simply settling down in the house at Paradise. Life had been like this before, without Lu Shifeng and the children, and he had been quite happy then. Now, though, everything seemed the same yet different somehow.

 

Su Liang said, “You’ve been tired lately. Most things are sorted out now. Take a break?”

 

Jian Luo shook his head. “No need.”

 

He remained busy, intentionally so, keeping himself occupied to avoid melancholy and thoughts of his husband and children. Su Liang was right; he didn’t actually have that much to do.

 

To impress those below him, even the troublesome reports had lessened. He needed to train his subordinates’ abilities; not everything required his personal touch. With fewer worries, he could find time for live broadcasts.

 

Today, Jian Luo prepared a skewer hotpot.

 

“Ding.”

 

The live stream started.

 

His popularity was high, especially with Earth promoting new products. As the broadcast began, viewers flooded in.

 

“The Series of Living Beings.”

 

“Finally remembered the password series.”

 

“Grandpa, your favorite streamer is live!”

 

Jian Luo laughed at the comments. This autumn, Su Liang had crafted the latest sweater, in a dark red tone with embroidered maple leaves on the chest, a bright touch of orange amid the main color. Perfect for the slight chill of autumn without needing air conditioning. Jian Luo’s fair skin was complemented by the dark red color, enhancing his charm.

 

Rolling up his sleeves, he said, “Today, we’re having skewer hotpot. I’ve also invited friends. There’s a variety of skewers to choose from.”

 

Recently, the cultivation center had developed many new vegetable varieties, and Earth had discovered many local delicacies. Jian Luo showcased them all to ensure their popularity.

 

“This is seaweed, very chewy.”

 

“This is lotus root.”

 

“And over here, potatoes and baby bok choy.”

 

He introduced each item, then began preparing the broth. With more and more herbs unearthed on Earth, the rich broth mixed with spiciness challenged everyone’s taste buds, making mouths water through the screen.

 

Jian Luo’s invited guests also arrived.

 

Qinger and Jiangjiang, along with several managers from his own factory, filled the room with lively chatter. Qinger and Jiangjiang helped out, Jiangjiang, as an administrator for Jinjiang Live Network, meeting everyone in a live stream for the first time. After some bustling around, they finally sat down to enjoy the skewer hotpot.

 

The best thing about hotpot was enjoying different delicious items in one place, especially when the chef made the broth, adding a unique taste. The audience was once again thrilled:

 

“Why can’t I afford vegetables?”

 

“I’m so hungry.”

 

“Okay, I’ve been on a nutrient fluid diet all month, but I want a plate of shredded potatoes.”

 

“Everyone, hold on. I heard next month there won’t be any limit on potatoes.”

 

Each of Jian Luo’s broadcasts spurred massive consumption. The already precarious vegetable market worsened due to this broadcast, with scalpers even hiking vegetable prices. However, this also elevated human status, as many of the lofty Dark Star beings disappeared, and humans began receiving more respect in various public places.

 

As they ate, many also noticed the clothes Jian Luo wore, which stood out.

 

“What brand is this new design?”

 

“I love it!”

 

“It looks so flattering. Is the Dragon Clan’s wife wearing high-end luxury?”

 

Seeing someone inquire about his clothes, Jian Luo honestly replied, “My mother knitted this. If you like it, you can visit her live stream to see if she has any available for order.”

 

Many didn’t know the relationship between the broadcaster Bai Ri and Jian Luo. After Jian Luo’s explanation, they were shocked; after all, Bai Ri was a giant in the handicraft sector, with her handmade products in high demand.

 

“After Jian Luo’s grand wedding last time, I said there was a woman who resembled the bright daytime shadow.”

 

“Yeah, what a winner at life!”

 

“Husband is the Dragon King, children are the hope of the world, mother is skillful in heart and hands, boss is the richest, teacher is a revered figure. Tell me, what does Jian Luo lack?”

 

The audience started throwing sour comments at the screen.

 

Jian Luo looked at them mentioning Lu Shifeng’s name, smiling on the surface but feeling a heaviness inside. Even though the soul stone showed no anomaly, he couldn’t shake off the worry. While others envied him, he envied those with a blissful family life, free from daily fears and burdensome responsibilities. But everyone makes different choices, and each path is unique.

 

 

Half a month later,

 

Jian Luo was inspecting shops in the mall. He was planning to open a physical hotpot restaurant, so he needed to check out the space in person. As he was looking around, suddenly his communicator buzzed in his pocket.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Luo Luo,” Secretary Jin said, “I think I should be the first to inform you that it seems the little princes from Dragon Valley have returned.”

 

Jian Luo felt his voice tremble slightly, “Really?”

 

Secretary Jin smiled, “It should be true. The movements from Dragon Valley indicate so. The sacred tree is about to bestow wings, so there’s been some activity. During this time, only three young princes entered the illusion realm, no one else.”

 

“I’m coming back right away!”

 

Jian Luo’s legs were trembling with excitement.

 

After a brief exchange with the person in charge about meeting later, he hurried back. Lu Shifeng had said it could be as short as a few months or as long as half a year, but these three had unexpectedly come out in less than two months. Was everything really okay?

 

As he flew back, Jian Luo arrived at the edge of the Dragon Clan’s illusion realm and heard dragon chants from inside—juvenile roars that sounded somewhat tender yet powerful, echoing one after another. The sound was different from the cries of infancy; there was already an underlying strength and presence.

 

Before Jian Luo arrived, the young dragons inside seemed excited and unwilling to come out. Standing at the entrance, Jian Luo could feel a gust of wind blowing from inside. Shortly after, figures emerged from above the doorframe, and in the sky above the military base, two black dragons intertwined with the clouds.

 

Jian Luo stood at the door and watched.

 

The slightly larger dragon, Aotian , was the first to dive down arrogantly, transforming into human form as he approached Jian Luo. Jian Luo had once thought that a humanoid form was already quite tall, but what landed in his arms was a boy who looked only five or six years old, with black hair, blood-red eyes, and sharp features resembling Lu Shifeng.

 

Aotian pounced into Jian Luo’s arms, hugging his neck, and said softly, “Daddy.”

 

Jian Luo held the child, feeling somewhat unreal. He patted the boy’s back, his voice trembling, “You’re back?”

 

“Mm.”

 

Aotian buried his head in Jian Luo’s chest. Even though he had grown mentally, he was still quite young. He murmured, “Daddy, hug.”

 

Jian Luo couldn’t help but laugh and cry. When he looked up, the second eldest at home had also descended. This child had a slight difference in appearance from the eldest, with softer features resembling Jian Luo, but exuded a cold temperament. There was a distance around the child that kept others at bay. When he noticed Jian Luo looking at him, he walked over in small steps.

 

Jian Luo crouched down, gently let Aotian down, and said to the younger one, “Come here, Daddy will hug you too.”

 

Aotian walked over with an unexpected gentleness, despite his previous aloof demeanor.

 

“Are you injured?” Jian Luo couldn’t help but worry, “And where is your little sister?”

 

The two siblings glanced at each other, and finally Aotian  said, “Our illusions are different, so we don’t know about sister.”

 

 

There was a moment of silence in the air.

 

Jian Luo couldn’t help but start worrying. The two children might have noticed their father’s emotions and leaned against Jian Luo maturely. Just as they fell silent, a tender dragon chant came from inside Dragon Valley again. All three of them looked towards the door, and a silver dragon flew out as if sensing a familiar presence.

 

As she landed, Jian Luo saw a silver-haired girl, a small figure about five or six years old, wearing a delicate pink petal dress. Her eyes were deep black, and she was petite and adorable. When she saw Jian Luo, she staggered over and threw herself into his arms, her voice soft, “Daddy.”

 

Jian Luo looked at the three children before him, safe and sound, and almost shed tears. He smiled, “As long as you’re all okay, that’s all that matters.”

 

At first, the three little ones had wanted to find their father. However, when they found out he had entered the illusion, they weren’t as happy as Jian Luo had expected. When Lu Shifeng was there, he was always strict with them, never speaking kindly. Jian Luo had thought the children disliked their father, but after learning he was absent, they showed signs of disappointment, often sitting quietly with Jian Luo in Dragon Valley.

 

Lu Shifeng’s illusion was much longer for the three little ones.

 

One month, two months, half a year, a year—the Dragon Valley remained quiet. Under Jian Luo’s care, the children slowly grew taller and more sensible. The affairs of the Dragon Clan were managed by Lu Shifeng’s trusted aides. For the dragons, who lived long lives, a year passed like a dozen days, and there were no major incidents. However, there were some annoying rumors and gossip. Initially minor, they eventually reached even the young dragons’ ears.

 

In the evening, when Jian Luo was telling bedtime stories, Aotian couldn’t hold back any longer: “Daddy.”

 

Jian Luo looked up, “Hmm?”

 

“Don’t worry too much,” Aotian held Jian Luo’s hand and said, “Dad will be fine.”

 

Jian Luo smiled, “I know.”

 

Worried that Jian Luo might overthink, Aotian added considerately, “Even if Dad is not here, you can find us another father.”

 

Jian Luo’s hand trembled slightly.


T/N: Ahhh, the end is near! Finally… after so many months! (Ah not including side stories, of course)

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