Day: November 9, 2023

Chapter 22 – It’s hard to escape the Omegaverse trope!

Chapter 22


Tang Xiyan saw Qu Di standing in the distance and called him over to share the joy. “Qu Di, what are you doing over there? Come and take a look at this picture, it’s really funny!”


Of course, this kind of thing is more enjoyable when a group of people laughs together.


Wen Gu couldn’t stand it, so he exchanged a glance with Qu Di and made an excuse to leave. Tang Xiyan didn’t stop him, just waved for Qu Di to come over quickly.


“Take a look at this, quickly, is it funny? Hahaha.”


Qu Di glanced at it, laughed perfunctorily a couple of times, and then fell silent for a while before quietly asking, “What do you think of Wen Gu?”


Tang Xiyan continued to look at his phone without lifting his head. “What do you mean? He’s a pretty good guy.”




Qu Di patted Tang Xiyan’s shoulder and continued, “Let’s change the question. What do you think of an Omega like Wen Gu?”


“What?” This question finally caught his attention.


“I mean, an Omega like Wen Gu is not bad, right?!” Qu Di praised Wen Gu, “I’ve always admired Omegas like him. They don’t rely on Alphas, are self-reliant, have high acting skills, and have made it this far step by step on their own.”


“He also looks docile, speaks gently, and has an impeccable personality… Why are you looking at me like that?”


Tang Xiyan didn’t hide anything and asked him directly, “You… aren’t you starting to like Wen Gu, are you!?”


Both of them fell silent instantly, confirming Tang Xiyan’s suspicions. Qu Di must have developed feelings for Wen Gu.


Tang Xiyan didn’t know why, but he felt anything but happy, and even a little irritated. Normally, he loved such lively scenes, and he might have been eager to help with advice. But now, he had no intention of helping at all, and he found fault with Qu Di in every way.


He pursed his lips and said, “Is Wen Gu only good-looking? Is that what’s captivated you? Can’t you have some principles and self-respect?”


He seemed indifferent, but in fact, he had been closely watching Qu Di’s expression.


One question followed another, leaving no time for Qu Di to respond. After Tang Xiyan finished speaking, he even gave Qu Di a disdainful look.


“…” Qu Di wondered if his words were so misleading. He was afraid that Tang Xiyan would really misunderstand, and this kind of conversation might leave a bad impression on Wen Gu. He quickly explained, “Don’t make random assumptions, I was just… just chatting casually. Weren’t you having a good time talking to Wen Gu just now?”


“Really?” Tang Xiyan was somewhat skeptical.


Seeing Qu Di nod eagerly, he said, “I’m a Beta; I wouldn’t fantasize about an Omega like Wen Gu.”


Suddenly, he felt better… He continued watching silly videos with Qu Di.


Qu Di felt a bit helpless, deciding to ask another time. It seemed the indirect approach wasn’t working. Either his artist was completely oblivious, or he was distorting Qu Di’s intentions beyond recognition.


This matter was put on hold. Over the next month, the film crew was swamped, often shooting late into the night and returning early the next morning for more work. There was hardly time for personal questions, even casual chatting was limited to mealtimes.


Wen Gu, however, treated the crew to afternoon tea a few times, asking Qu Di to deliver his handpicked pastries, pretending they were for him to choose.


“You have a good taste. Each time, you pick the one with the unique flavor,” Shu Yi commented as he approached with a glass of lemonade.


Eating cake and drinking lemonade felt like calorie-free indulgence, a method of self-deception for all actors and celebrities.


“Is it?” Tang Xiyan took a bite and found it as delicious as ever.


Qu Di noticed Shu Yi’s expression, which seemed somewhat annoyed. He chuckled and quickly changed the topic, keeping Wen Gu’s secret safe.


But the film was already over half done, progressing faster than expected, and it might not be long before it was completed. Then, how would they, an actor and a singer from different companies, find a chance to meet?


The three of them chatted for a while, but Shu Yi was called away by the director for something urgent. Qu Di observed Tang Xiyan, who had eaten many pieces of the cake but still seemed unaware of Wen Gu’s feelings. Qu Di felt a little frustrated, wondering how to address this. It seemed the indirect approach was not working with Tang Xiyan.


He pulled a chair and sat down next to him, asking, “Is the cake good?”


Tang Xiyan grinned and replied, “It’s delicious.”


He was enjoying the cake. Qu Di usually kept a close eye on his diet, but during these moments, he let loose and might even share his portion with Qu Di.


“You’ve had so many cakes courtesy of Wen Gu. Shouldn’t you do something in return?” Tang Xiyan pointed out.


Qu Di was about to suggest something when he realized that Tang Xiyan might not want high-calorie fried food, so he tactfully changed his suggestion, “How about Chinese desserts? Like sweet soup or fruit c0cktail. It’s hot these days; I’m sure everyone would like that.”


Tang Xiyan didn’t seem very pleased with that idea, but Qu Di thought it was a reasonable suggestion. After all, it wasn’t very considerate to plan a meal that Tang Xiyan might not enjoy. He wanted to make sure everyone was happy.


However, Tang Xiyan’s response puzzled him. “Why do you only know about eating, eating, and eating?”


Qu Di couldn’t figure out why Tang Xiyan was suddenly upset. It was Tang Xiyan who had asked if he should reciprocate.


Qu Di sighed and thought, “How can Wen Gu be so foolish to like him?” Tang Xiyan’s reaction left him baffled.


Tang Xiyan couldn’t understand why Qu Di had become suddenly angry. It was Qu Di who had asked about reciprocation.


Nonetheless, Tang Xiyan reached out and pulled at Qu Di’s sleeve, speaking apologetically, “You don’t like this? How about you choose next time?” Then, he realized that Qu Di might suggest a salad for everyone, which he really didn’t want. So, he added hesitantly, “But if it’s a salad, it might not be a good idea…”


Qu Di decided to let it go this time, sighing, “Forget it…”


Lately, Tang Xiyan had been dealing with a recurring problem. His assistant had been moody and frequently sighed. No matter what Tang Xiyan asked, the response was always, “It’s nothing.” Tang Xiyan even felt like his assistant was looking at him with a peculiar expression, a mix of sadness and reluctance.


He couldn’t fathom his Beta assistant’s thoughts and wasn’t sure who to ask for advice, so he turned to the almighty internet.


On his smaller account, where he mainly retweeted giveaway contests, he had won a signed photo of himself once. He had immediately discarded it in a corner since it was clearly not his signature. He didn’t want to confront the issue in case someone recognized it.


Tang Xiyan spent two hours browsing through social media, reading netizens’ accounts and experiences. He reached a conclusion: Qu Di liked him.


At first, when he read someone’s claim that Qu Di liked him, he was skeptical. But as he continued scrolling through the person’s personal experience, he felt more and more convinced that his judgment was correct.


Asking for opinions about others was often a way to test your partner’s preferences and indirectly confirm their feelings. Frequent surreptitious glances indicated shyness and reluctance to disrupt the status quo in your relationship. Saving the best for you at gatherings…


Tang Xiyan took time to go through it all. His heart raced faster and faster. Strangely, the realization that “Qu Di likes me” didn’t trouble him; it made him smile uncontrollably.


He wanted to run to a crowded place and shout, “Qu Di likes me!” but he held back. Instead, he rolled over in his dimly lit room, hugging his blanket and wiggling his legs, laughing under the covers, which seemed eerie in the darkness.


This led to him oversleeping the next morning and rushing to the set without having breakfast. Qu Di lectured him the entire way, and he didn’t argue. He even promised not to be late again.


He was so obedient that Qu Di had nothing more to say. This was the first time Tang Xiyan had been late in two months, and it was also the first time he had given up his breakfast to Qu Di. He handed Qu Di his own untouched bread and hurried to the set.


After finishing two small bites of the bread, Qu Di said, “I brought chocolates with me; I won’t faint. Last time wasn’t intentional.”


His voice was soft, and Tang Xiyan felt like he had been punched in the heart. Why did he say that? Tang Xiyan, you really need to watch what you say. He wanted to say something, but Qu Di seemed uninterested in conversation, so he stayed silent.


After finishing the bread in two large bites, Tang Xiyan noticed crumbs on his clothes and tried to pat them away. Qu Di handed him a wet wipe, saying, “Clean your hands; don’t get dirty.”


Then, he brushed away the crumbs from Tang Xiyan’s clothes and put them in the bread bag. He was going to throw them away later.


Qu Di was quite small, and his hands were petite with pink nails that looked clean and neat. The veins on the back of his hand were visible in a faint blue color. His skin was in the “cool tone,” as those people described it, but as he got closer, Tang Xiyan felt warmth radiating from him. His touch on Tang Xiyan as he brushed away the crumbs felt like a gentle breeze, brushing over his heart.


Tang Xiyan blushed discreetly and considered reaching out to hold those fidgety hands. He clenched his fist, keeping his hand by his side. Tang Xiyan, be a little more reserved. As an Alpha, you can’t be taken away so easily. At the very least, there should be a confession. If he’s too shy for that, a letter or a text message is also acceptable, but a face-to-face confession would be best. Seeing as he’s behaving himself, and he looks decent enough, he might as well agree to date him…


He had to maintain his aloof persona. If it was too easy, he wouldn’t cherish it. In fact, he had already thought of names for their potential children last night, but now he had conveniently forgotten them.

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Chapter 22 – Most eligible widow-bachelor in the six realms

 Chapter 22


The blood-red hue in Jiuying’s eyes gradually faded, and the snake patterns receded inch by inch. He suddenly found it difficult to exert any force, grasping the Snake Mother’s arm.


Incredulously, he looked at his own arm and attempted to lift it, but there seemed to be another force preventing him. “How can this be?”


In the blink of an eye, Si Lan had reasserted control over his body, while Jiuying’s spiritual body was imprisoned in a dark world, or more precisely, a pitch-black cage.


Si Lan had earlier cast a formation in his own body, using his own physical form as a prison to confine Jiuying’s spiritual body.


Jiuying roared in madness, “Si Lan… how can you do this? Haven’t you lost all your powers?”


“Oh? Are you referring to the water Quze gave me to drink?” Si Lan casually looked at Quze, who was getting up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and standing respectfully by Si Lan’s side.


Si Lan appeared surprised, “Quze, why are you coughing up blood?”


Quze cast a sidelong glance at Haowei while maintaining a stoic expression, “Your Highness, it’s nothing.”


Haowei, observing Quze’s respectful demeanor standing by Si Lan’s side, briefly paused, then recalled Si Lan’s earlier “careless” actions, and suddenly seemed to understand something.


A simmering anger welled up within him.


He had been worrying for nothing.


He had even contemplated depleting his own cultivation to expel Jiuying’s spiritual body from Si Lan’s flesh.


Similarly, Jiuying now felt a growing anger at being manipulated. “Quze, have you betrayed me?!”


Jiuying and Si Lan now shared the same body, with Jiuying not in control but able to see, hear, and speak through Si Lan’s body.


Quze, with an impassive expression, replied, “I haven’t betrayed you because I was never your ally from the beginning.”


Jiuying appeared to find this difficult to accept, and he exclaimed, “Not my ally? Didn’t I let you witness how he severed your arm? Why are you working for such a person?”


“He is my Master. Even if he wanted my life, I would give it to him,” Quze replied with unwavering determination.


Si Lan nodded, appreciating his disciple’s loyalty. Seemingly with the intention of hitting where it hurt most, he added, “In fact, after you first found Quze, he reported everything you said to me.”


Jiuying remained silent, his anger simmering in the darkness, unwilling to accept that he had been played for a fool for so long. “If you knew everything from the beginning, why did you let yourself be deceived into coming here?”


“Because it’s not that you wanted to see me; it’s that I had something to discuss with you.”


“What do you want to discuss with me?”


“I want to know how you killed Bian Rang.”


Si Lan’s question made Haowei glance at him, perplexed by why Si Lan would ask Jiuying such a thing. 


Bian Rang was the Son of the Heavenly Dao, transcending the control of the Six Realms and the Five Elements. Conventional methods couldn’t kill him. Currently, the only individuals on par with the Son of the Heavenly Dao were at the level of the Divine Emperors. There were only two individuals in the Six Realms at that level: the God of Joy and Haowei himself.


Haowei narrowed his eyes, looking at Si Lan, not understanding why he was inquiring about this from Jiuying.


Jiuying sneered, holding a grudge against Quze’s betrayal, and said, “Fine, you want to know about this? Then kill your disciple, and I’ll tell you.”


Si Lan raised an eyebrow, “Really?”




Si Lan drew his whip and stood in front of Quze.


Even though Quze heard Si Lan and Jiuying’s conversation, his expression remained unchanged, and he gazed at Si Lan with unwavering determination, as if dying for Si Lan would be an honor.


Si Lan raised his whip, which instantly transformed into a sword, and the blue sword light struck directly at Quze.


However, just as the sword reached above Quze’s head, Si Lan abruptly changed its direction, striking the Golden Jade Immortal Box.


“No…,” Jiuying cried out.


Seeing this, Jiuying’s heart shattered. The Golden Jade Immortal Box was split by the immense sword energy, and the cracks slowly expanded until it burst open with a resounding bang.


Jiuying’s heart shattered along with it.


The Golden Jade Immortal Box shattered into countless pieces, revealing the Vermilion Jade Bead inside, which emitted a dim red glow in the darkness.


Si Lan walked slowly toward the Vermilion Jade Bead, closely examining it.


Jiuying took this opportunity to also scrutinize the Vermilion Jade Bead.


This bead was translucent, with a pure and vibrant color, making it one of the finest Vermilion Jade Beads. However, no matter how fine it was, it was still just a Vermilion Jade Bead, with limited use for cultivators. For immortals and demons, it had even less significance.


Si Lan couldn’t comprehend why Jiuying had gone through so much trouble for such a bead.


Jiuying’s gaze was fixed on the bead, and the longer he looked, the more he felt that something was amiss.


This bead wasn’t what he had been searching for.

Even after ten thousand years and being sealed for so long, he wouldn’t forget what that thing looked like.


When his spiritual body first awakened from the seal, he couldn’t move and had to slowly practice to recover. In the meantime, he overheard a conversation between a former leader and disciples of the Xuanling Sect, learning that the Golden Jade Immortal Box was sealed here, and the red bead inside was a rare treasure that could ensure the Xuanling Sect’s eternal prosperity.


He thought that this bead was the same thing that was sealed with him!


Later, when his spiritual body could move, he traversed the ten thousand illusory scenes of the Xinyin Bagua Formation, only to find the Golden Jade Immortal Box.


He discovered that the first leader had placed a sealing formation outside the box, and the incantation to unlock the formation was known only to the first leader, making it impossible to open the Golden Jade Immortal Box through the formation.


The only way was to forcefully open it with a weapon, and the material of the Golden Jade Immortal Box was made from the jade of the Kunlun Mountains, exceptionally tough and requiring a divine weapon to split it open.


This was one of the reasons he targeted Si Lan.


The Xuanxin Whip in Si Lan’s hand was one of the three ancient divine weapons, and perhaps it could be used to open the box.


However, he had now discovered that the object he had been pursuing was not what he was actually looking for!


He had wasted so much effort, killed so many charming snakes, and proceeded with extreme caution, but everything had gone completely awry!


Jiuying couldn’t bear it and, with his spiritual body, launched a violent attack on the formation. He seemed intent on breaking through, fish struggling to escape the net.


The tremendous impact surged toward the formation, then rebounded onto Jiuying’s spiritual body. Cracks began to appear on Jiuying’s spiritual body, and it was on the verge of shattering.


Si Lan was also affected, feeling a sweet, metallic taste in his throat as he coughed up blood.


If Jiuying were to self-destruct within him, he would also be seriously harmed.


Si Lan quickly set the Vermilion Jade Bead down, closed his eyes, and chanted a spell with his hands together in front of his chest. However, Jiuying’s relentless attacks on the formation made it impossible for him to concentrate. His internal organs trembled, and the metallic taste in his mouth grew stronger.


He coughed up more blood.


“Your Highness!”


Si Lan dared not open his eyes, continuing to apply the seal. Just when he was getting anxious, he suddenly felt a surge of spiritual power entering his body, blocking Jiuying’s attacks. Taking this opportunity, he added another layer of seals within himself, preventing Jiuying from moving and even from self-destructing.


“Let me go… If you don’t kill me, I’ll kill you…” Jiuying’s eyes were bloodshot, his fangs exposed as he threatened.


Si Lan opened his eyes, wiped the blood from his lips, and helplessly said, “What are you looking for? Let’s make a deal. I can help you find it, and you can tell me how you killed Bian Rang.”


Hearing this, Jiuying’s emotions slowly calmed down, but he still couldn’t easily trust Si Lan, the shadow of being deceived and manipulated still hanging over him.


“How can I trust you?”


“Whether you trust me or not doesn’t matter. But if you really want to find that thing, you can only rely on me. After all, besides me, you won’t find a more suitable candidate.”


Jiuying fell into silence, contemplating Si Lan’s words.


Currently, Si Lan was indeed the most suitable person he had encountered. If Si Lan was willing to help, there might be a chance to locate that thing.




“What exactly are you looking for?”


“It’s a red blood bead, about the size of a thumb. The bead is translucent, but there are tiny traces of blood within.”


Si Lan had never seen this thing before, and hearing Jiuying’s description, he was still somewhat unclear.


“Who gave it to you?”


“It was Bian Rang,” Jiuying said with a suddenly lowered voice.


Si Lan was taken aback. He had put in so much effort to find something that Bian Rang had given to him?


And he considered that thing more important than life itself?


Previously, he had thought that the Golden Jade Immortal Box might contain Bian Rang’s body, so he had been extremely cautious, not daring to attack, and waited for Jiuying to enter his body to reveal the box before he would seize Jiuying.


Countless thoughts swirled in Si Lan’s mind upon hearing Jiuying’s words. “Did Bian Rang say what that thing is?”


Jiuying didn’t answer and fell into a deep silence, likely thinking about something unpleasant.


Unable to hear his response, Si Lan resorted to creating ink and fabric out of thin air, drawing the blood bead on the fabric.


“Is it like this?”


“Yeah, that’s about right. Just make the traces of blood a little heavier.”


Si Lan modified the drawing according to the request and casually remarked, “You have quite a memory. After ten thousand years, you still remember what that bead looked like.”


Jiuying fell silent again, an unusual silence.


How could he ever forget?


In the final scene, the person’s face turned pale as he handed the bead to him.


That person said, even if his soul scattered, he couldn’t kill him; he would be reborn and fall into reincarnation.


“When the North River has turned into snow, I will return.”


If the North River had already turned into snow, did that mean he had already been reborn multiple times?


Certainly, his life had its ups and downs, with love and hatred, but one thing was missing – him.


“The Six Realms are vast, and this bead from ten thousand years ago is probably not easy to find,” Jiuying hoarsely said, his eyes blazing red as blood. He didn’t want to wait any longer, not for a moment.


That bead was the only thing left by Bian Rang, the only hope of his resurrection, even if it meant paying with his life. He wanted to see it one more time.


“I can send you back to the ancient era to find the person who took the bead from me.”


Si Lan was surprised by these words.

Sending back to ancient times, is this the Return Spell?


The Purification Spell derives from the Return Spell. Those who enter the spell are unable to influence the past, but there’s a difference. The Purification Spell can only view scenes of the deceased’s final year of life, while the Return Spell is not limited, transcending the cycle of reincarnation, allowing one to return to any point in the past.


Si Lan furrowed his brow. “With your current cultivation, can you perform the Return Spell? If something goes wrong along the way, and you get stuck between the Six Realms of reincarnation or forced to stay in ancient times permanently, that would be a disaster.”


Jiuying half comforted and half tempted, “I can do it. If you want to know how I killed Bian Rang, then you should see for yourself.”


Si Lan sensed that if he refused, Jiuying would never reveal the method of killing Bian Rang. He remained silent for a while before speaking, “Very well, but I have one more condition. You will teach me the art of the Return Spell.”


Before the creation of the mortal world by the Heavenly Way, there were only the realms of gods, demons, and the underworld. During that time, various powers converged, and spells and artifacts emerged. The entire world continued to thrive in a bloody and violent environment, but it also developed rapidly in its strength.


Later, when the Heavenly Way created the mortal world, in order to balance the rules, it didn’t hesitate to let the three sons of the Heavenly Way who controlled the realms fall. It also brought the Heavenly Punishment to the five realms, severely weakening the powerful figures in those realms.


During this period, many spells and artifacts disappeared into the vast river of history. So today, anyone who finds an ancient artifact can easily dominate the Six Realms.


Jiuying didn’t expect Si Lan to be not only cunning but also greedy, even eyeing his spell.


Biting his lip, Jiuying didn’t want to agree, but then he thought that he was on the verge of death, and keeping these secrets had no use anymore. He tried to convince himself in his mind and reluctantly said, “Fine.”


Si Lan smirked, not confirming or denying.


Jiuying closed his eyes and chanted a spell, his voice echoing in the cave, low and rich, yet mysteriously eerie.


Under Si Lan’s feet, a star-and-moon-shaped formation appeared, radiating a golden light that slowly enveloped Si Lan. Then, Si Lan’s form vanished from within the formation, placed in the midst of the Six Realms of reincarnation.


On the path of reincarnation, 333 gears whirled rapidly, and Jiuying’s voice seemed to cross through the cycles and resound in his ears.


“After you find the blood bead’s whereabouts, taking a drop of your own blood can break the spell, allowing you to return to the real world.”




In the blink of an eye, Si Lan found himself in an unfamiliar world, his body rapidly descending until he landed on the ground. He had just steadied himself when he saw a white figure descending from the sky. He instinctively caught the other person.


“Little one?” Si Lan looked at the white, delicate child in his arms, a mix of surprise and shock in his voice. “How did you come here too?”


Haowei stabilized himself, his expression calm. “I don’t know.”


Si Lan sighed internally. Something must have gone wrong with the spell. How could the little one be transported here as well? He could only softly advise, “Follow me and don’t wander off.”


“Okay,” Haowei replied.


Si Lan assessed his surroundings, both of them enclosed by a brownish barrier, cutting them off from the world.


The world before them was a vast desert, with a pale, desolate sky that lacked white clouds and birds. The horizon merged with the sky, appearing as an endless purgatory, filled with the aura of death and despair.



Jiuying’s face shifted slightly after casting the Return Spell. “It seems like there’s been a slight error.”


Hearing this, Quze, without a second word, lifted his sword coldly toward Jiuying. “What kind of error?”


“The timing of the transportation was off, making him return too early.”


Perhaps it was due to his lack of practice with the spell over the past ten thousand years, which led to mistakes, or it could be because his lifespan was nearing its end.


Seeing Quze’s worried expression, Jiuying bit his lip. “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. Even if I have to hold on with my last breath, I’ll bring him back.”


Quze put his sword away, standing before the formation, guarding it.


Somehow, he suddenly recalled the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm. He realized that the Little Crown Prince had disappeared!


Had the Little Crown Prince left the Xinyin Bagua Formation, or had he followed Si Lan into ancient times?


Quze’s gaze fell on the formation, his brow furrowing.



Si Lan and Haowei were still observing their surroundings. It was a desolate place with no signs of life, not even a creature that would breathe. Why did Jiuying send them here?


Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and a cloud of dust billowed in front, revealing the vague but enormous heads of giant snakes.


No, it was a group of giant heads!


Si Lan quickly grabbed Haowei and leaped into the air. Through the swirling dust, he saw that these gigantic heads belonged to nine-headed serpents.


Although there were only two serpent bodies, they had a total of eighteen heads. As they rushed forward, swaying their tails, their presence was majestic and their momentum was overwhelming, like a group of mythical creatures on the move.


These two nine-headed serpents were conversing as they advanced.


“Is it those ten warriors we sent last time? Did Bian Rang find them unsatisfactory?”


“It seems so. I wonder whose children have had their luck run out this time…”


Si Lan, upon hearing this, held Haowei’s hand and followed these two nine-headed serpents.


The two serpents continued to run forward until they stopped by an oasis.


The two serpents immediately transformed into human forms and entered their group.


At this moment, the leader of the nine-headed serpents sat on a high seat, resting his chin on one hand, looking solemn. The other serpents gathered around, discussing in low voices.


“We offered ten warriors as prey for him last time, and he still wants to punish us!”


“I think it’s not just because of what happened with Folded Rain last time. He seems to be deliberately causing trouble for us.”


“No, even without Folded Rain, he would still find faults. I heard that he gouged out a person’s eyes just because a member of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan glanced at him!”


The crowd fell into silence upon hearing this.


After a while, someone spoke, “Are we to be perpetually oppressed by him like this?”




Just as the young nine-headed serpent finished speaking, others covered their mouth.


The leader sitting in the high seat opened his eyes, his red pupils containing a sinister glint as if dipped in blood. He stood up slowly, his warning stern and clear, “Do not speak rashly.”


As soon as these words were spoken, a powerful aura attacked the group of nine-headed serpents from the sky, accurately targeting the ones who had complained earlier. The aura passed across their necks, instantly severing eight of their heads, blood gushing from their necks.


The nine-headed serpents who had lost their heads were forced to reveal their original forms, struggling on the ground with only one head left, calling out in pain, gasping for breath.


Seeing this scene, the other serpents were trembling with fear and dared not reach out to help. They didn’t even dare to look.


Si Lan, witnessing this, instinctively covered the eyes of the little white dragon.


It was just as recorded in the books: when Bian Rang ruled Xinyin, he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, killing innocent people indiscriminately. It was no wonder that Jiuying eventually killed him.


However, Si Lan couldn’t tell who among the group was Jiuying.


Si Lan tried to find Jiuying among the crowd but couldn’t distinguish him among those who had taken human forms.


At this moment, Si Lan saw eight heavenly horses pulling a massive carriage approaching from a distance. The carriage landed steadily on the high platform, and the eight heavenly horses transformed into statues surrounding the carriage.


A breeze, mixed with the scent of blood, rustled the white curtains on the carriage. Although the people inside were obscured, their voices were clear and chilling.


“This is the fate of speaking out.”


The crowd of nine-headed serpents dared not speak out against their anger and resentment.


The gaze from inside the curtain fell directly on the leader as they sat with a high vantage point, watching the young nine-headed serpent who had been scared into tears. The voice from inside the curtain, smirking but not quite, said, “Chumo, do you know what happens to those who defy me?”


The leader knelt on the ground, “This child speaks carelessly. It’s my fault as the leader for not teaching him well. If you wish to punish, then punish me.” After speaking, Chumo spat out a mouthful of blood, an injury sustained earlier when he blocked the aura for the young nine-headed serpent.


The person behind the curtain made a disdainful laugh.


This laugh caused the hatred and anger in the hearts of the nine-headed serpents to skyrocket. However, in the face of absolute power, they had no choice but to endure.


An aura, sharp as a silver sword, flew out from the curtain and directly struck Chumo. His body was sent backwards, crashing into a tree, and he coughed up blood.


But Chumo immediately knelt on the ground and thanked, “Thank you for sparing him, my lord.”


“These warriors have been chosen, have they?”


Chumo appeared embarrassed, clenching his fists. “They have been chosen.”


Those selected warriors would be offered as prey for Bian Rang, hunted down like wild beasts, and forced to fight other tribes in a battle arena for Bian Rang’s amusement.


Generally, warriors sent there rarely survived. The one who did often suffered severe psychological trauma and became abnormal.


“Summon them to me, let me see.”


Bian Rang spoke casually, as if selecting goods, looking down from a height, showing no concern for the lives of others.


Chumo called for ten warriors and stood in front of the carriage. “My lord, please have a look.”


These ten warriors were tall, strong, and shirtless, revealing their well-built chests and muscular arms.


A slender, delicate hand reached out from the carriage and parted the curtain. Everyone immediately lowered their heads, too afraid to look at the person inside the carriage.


Si Lan shifted with Haowei in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Bian Rang, but before he could clearly see his face, the curtain was drawn again.


Bian Rang’s cold voice sounded, “I hope they can last a few more days, so I don’t get bored.”


After these words, Bian Rang left, and Chumo spoke again, “My lord, the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan has also prepared ten beautiful women for you.”


These words caused silence to fall upon the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan.


This lord had never had a companion in his entire existence of a hundred thousand years.


Once, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan had tried to seduce Bian Rang with their most beautiful woman, but he had brutally gouged out her eyes.


From then on, the realm of Xinhuang dared not use seductive tactics with Bian Rang.


This time, Chumo was also taking a gamble, risking it all.


Fortunately, the voice of Bian Rang from behind the curtain was lazy. “Bring them up.”


Chumo breathed a sigh of relief and immediately had ten carefully selected beautiful women brought forward. These ten beauties were petite, graceful, and each had their unique charms.


However, the gaze from behind the curtain swept over the faces of these women without stopping.


“Are these the beauties of the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan?” Bian Rang suddenly lifted the curtain and walked out.


The Nine-Headed Serpents were frightened and kept their heads low. They didn’t dare to look at Bian Rang’s face.


They didn’t know what Bian Rang was going to do, and could only catch a glimpse of him moving through the crowd, stopping at a corner.


Bian Rang gently lifted the chin of a black-clad young man, forcing him to raise his head.


“I see, this one is the most beautiful.”


The Nine-Headed Serpents were surprised when they heard this. They all looked toward the corner where the chosen person was. The black-clad young man’s face gradually turned red, and he tried to push Bian Rang’s hand away but was held firmly.


“I want him,” Bian Rang said without allowing any objections.


Chumo hesitated and asked, “My lord, he is…”


“What’s wrong, isn’t he beautiful?” Bian Rang squinted, a faint smile playing on his lips.


Chumo held back what he wanted to say, lowered his head, and replied, “Beautiful.” However, no matter how beautiful, the black-clad young man was still a man.


Chumo and the other Nine-Headed Serpents were filled with doubts, but they didn’t dare to say anything. When the black-clad young man was being led onto the carriage by Bian Rang, he seemed about to resist, but upon meeting Chumo’s gaze, he bit his lip and withdrew his hand.


The eight heavenly horses reverted to their original forms, neighing as they soared into the air, and the carriage departed.


Si Lan and Haowei followed closely behind the carriage, listening to Bian Rang’s indifferent voice from inside.


“Tell me, your name.”




Si Lan and Haowei were taken aback. They never expected that the elegant and handsome young man in black would be Jiuying!


How could he be so different from the two serpents?


Indeed, time was a brutal thing, especially for someone who had been gone for over a hundred thousand years.


The carriage ascended to the Ninth Heaven, and before them lay a world of floating white clouds, celestial cranes singing, and splendid palaces and pavilions. The beauty was beyond words.


This was a world vastly different from the environment the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan inhabited.


The carriage stopped on the peak of a celestial mountain. Servants brought a sedan chair, and one of them knelt beside it, supporting it with both hands.


Bian Rang lifted the curtain, and perhaps due to the sudden exposure to the blinding light, he squinted his eyes. A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his lips. He stepped onto the back of the servant to get out of the carriage and sat in the sedan chair.


Si Lan finally got a clear look at Bian Rang’s face. He was exactly as described in the books: silver hair, an androgynous beauty, elegant and charming, but with a sickly, ruthless, and obsessive aura.


He was like a contradictory figure, possessing the most feminine and beautiful face in the world, yet also the most cruel and bloodthirsty nature.


Jiuying also got off the carriage and followed the sedan chair. His face seemed to flush with nervousness, his cheeks slightly red, and his bright eyes shone like water.


At this moment, Jiuying, in terms of human age, was probably around sixteen or seventeen. He had a tall and mature figure, but his face still retained a touch of innocence.


Si Lan carefully observed Jiuying, nodding slightly, and said, “Bian Rang has quite an eye. I didn’t expect Jiuying to have such a handsome appearance.”


After these words, Si Lan felt Haowei’s presence suddenly darken, and he instinctively added, “But I don’t like snakes. They’re cold and uncomfortable to hold.”


Haowei turned his head away, a cold expression on his face as he followed the sedan chair. “Jiuying’s Time Return spell seems to have a problem, as it sent us back to when he first met Bian Rang. We don’t know how long it is until Bian Rang is killed. After all, one year inside the spell is only one day in the real world.”


Si Lan blinked, “If I remember correctly, the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan faced divine punishment three years into the pilgrimage, and they offered beautiful people to Bian Rang after one year.”


Haowei paused, looking at Si Lan in surprise, “I didn’t expect you to have such a good memory.”


Si Lan noticed Haowei’s gaze and was about to look at him, but Haowei quickly shifted his eyes away.


The two fell into a moment of silence. After a while, Si Lan suddenly got excited, “Since we’ve returned to ancient times, does that mean I can see my idol?”


Haowei furrowed his brows slightly, not understanding the term “idol,” but he could sense that Si Lan had a strong admiration for someone.


“Bian Rang is the son of the heavens, so he must have met Junli. As long as we follow him, I can see Junli too!”


Si Lan’s eyes sparkled, and Junli, who ruled the central heavens, governed with a perfect balance of gentle and firm methods and treated his people with humility and kindness. He was the only Son of the Heavens who was deeply loved by the people and naturally passed away in the Six Realms.


In his youth, Si Lan had read many books written by Junli and was drawn to his philosophy and unique actions that combined benevolence, kindness, and a touch of eccentricity.


In a way, Junli was Si Lan’s mentor in cultivation and understanding of the world.


Haowei, hearing this, smirked.


So Si Lan’s idol was Junli. Well, he quite liked Junli too. After all, the other two Sons of the Heavens were crazier.


“How boring,” suddenly came Bian Rang’s voice from the sedan chair. After a pause, his voice continued, “Go to the beast arena.”


“Yes, my lord.”


The servants changed direction and carried the sedan chair toward the beast arena.


Jiuying didn’t know what he should do, so he followed along. Along the way, Bian Rang didn’t speak to him again after asking his name.


Before they reached the beast arena, they heard a roar from inside. It was the roar of a lion, hoarse and filled with despair, sending shivers down their spines.


The air around was filled with a strong scent of blood, a mixture of the blood of countless ethnic warriors.


It wasn’t a city of corpses, yet it was filled with bones.


Jiuying’s eyes couldn’t help but turn red. His brother… also died here.


Bian Rang got off the sedan chair and glanced at Jiuying, but Jiuying didn’t avoid Bian Rang’s gaze. With red eyes, he stared directly at him.


Bian Rang looked slightly startled, then smiled but didn’t say anything. He sat on the high platform and lightly tapped the armrest of his chair. Jiuying was pushed over by a servant and obediently stood next to the chair.


In the arena, a massive male lion lay motionless in a pool of blood. Several servants worked together to drag the lion’s corpse away.


The despairing roar from earlier was the lion’s final struggle before death.


The one who defeated the lion was an earth dragon.


When Si Lan saw the earth dragon, he couldn’t help but glance at Haowei.


In ancient times, dragons weren’t classified into different ranks. At that time, earth dragons, celestial dragons, and true dragons were all part of the same lineage, so this earth dragon could be considered one of Haowei’s ancestors.


Haowei’s expression remained unchanged, and he gazed calmly at the arena.


Si Lan hadn’t expected this child to be delicate in temperament but fearless. If it were any other child, they would have probably been scared and sought refuge in his embrace.


After some thought, for the sake of the child’s healthy growth, Si Lan gently pulled Haowei into his arms and covered Haowei’s eyes with his hand.


“These scenes are too bloody for a child to watch.”


Haowei remained silent.


Haowei’s face appeared somewhat speechless, but he didn’t push away Si Lan’s hand. He even sensed a faint fragrance from Si Lan’s hand, which he found pleasant and didn’t want to let go of.


He used magic to see the scene in the arena through Si Lan’s hand.


After the lion was removed, a nine-headed snake was introduced into the arena.


On the high platform, Jiuying saw the nine-headed snake and became visibly excited. His eyebrows furrowed, and he stared intently without blinking.


Bian Rang casually asked a servant beside him, “How many mythical beasts has this earth dragon defeated?”


The servant replied, “To answer, my lord, the earth dragon has defeated six so far.”


Bian Rang clicked his tongue and lazily leaned back in his chair. “If it defeats this last one, it will be a seven-match winning streak. Impressive for an earth dragon.”


Perhaps recalling something, Bian Rang added with a smile, “Next time, let’s capture a true dragon and see how it fares.”


Jiuying glared at Bian Rang with a fierce look in his eyes, but Bian Rang seemed oblivious, still focused on the arena.


As if driven to madness, the earth dragon immediately rushed toward the nine-headed snake upon seeing it. The nine-headed snake evaded in a panic, but its nine heads simultaneously lunged at the earth dragon.


The earth dragon swung its tail and raised its dragon scales, striking at the nine-headed snake. Several heads of the snake were directly broken by the dragon’s tail, while others clung tightly to the dragon’s body.


Both the earth dragon and the nine-headed snake cried out in pain and tore into each other.


In no time, the arena was shattered, and a cloud of dust rose, obscuring the view of the spectators. The situation inside the arena couldn’t be seen clearly.


In the next moment, a black dragon claw emerged from the dust and lunged at Bian Rang on the high platform.


Bian Rang reacted swiftly, grabbing the claw instantly. At the same time, a massive snake head approached him, but Bian Rang twisted and evaded its attack.


The snake head tried to launch another attack, but Bian Rang had already moved to its rear, moving with incredible speed. He snapped the snake head with ease before it could react.


The giant dragon swung its battered tail, creating a powerful gust of wind that swept towards Bian Rang. Instead of dodging, Bian Rang’s eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty desire.


As the dragon’s tail neared Bian Rang’s head, he reached out and gripped it. With a crack, the tail broke, and the arena resounded with the dragon’s pained cry.


“You… you tyrant, you won’t die a good death!” With a deafening crash, the giant dragon fell to the ground, its huge bloodshot eyes never closing.


The nine-headed snake, with only one head remaining, was terrified and tried to flee.


Bian Rang watched the snake’s retreat, his eyes narrowing.


The dragon and the snake had actually conspired to betray together.


Bian Rang shook his head and gathered his energy in his right hand, forming it into a long sword that he thrust toward the nine-headed snake.


Seeing this, Jiuying immediately flew forward, attempting to defend against Bian Rang’s attack. However, his cultivation was inferior to Bian Rang’s, and he was injured by the energy, coughing up blood and falling into the arena.


The servants watched in shock. No one in the Nine Heavens had ever dared to block Bian Rang’s attacks. This newcomer didn’t seem to know his place.


Bian Rang continued to smile as he gently landed in the arena. At the same time, barriers appeared in the sky, blocking out the sunlight.


The arena darkened.


Bian Rang stood in front of Jiuying, showing keen interest. “You let that nine-headed snake escape. How about… you have a fight with me?”


Jiuying knew he was no match for Bian Rang, but at this moment, he didn’t back down. In response to Bian Rang’s words, he roared and revealed his true form, attacking Bian Rang.


Despite having nine heads, Jiuying’s attacks were futile against Bian Rang, who moved hundreds of times faster. Jiuying didn’t even see Bian Rang’s movements before Bian Rang had already grabbed his neck.


The more Jiuying struggled, the more frustrated he became. He increased his speed, launching a frenzied attack on Bian Rang. However, each of his attacks was effortlessly received and deflected by Bian Rang, as if he were playing with a child.


He couldn’t help but roar, “What’s the matter, you don’t have the strength?”


Bian Rang’s smile deepened, and his eyes showed a strong desire for blood. With a swift motion, he kicked Jiuying in the chest, making Jiuying cough up three mouthfuls of blood and fall into the arena.


Jiuying felt like his sternum was about to shatter. He couldn’t understand why this was happening. Now, his true form was hundreds of times larger than that person’s. He looked at that person as if they were a weak, helpless prey, but he couldn’t even get close to their body!


Why did such terrifying power exist?


What was the divine plan?


“Do you surrender?” Bian Rang asked with a smile that was almost a smirk.


Provoked, Jiuying didn’t want to give in. He roared and attacked Bian Rang again. With his nine heads and nine minds, he tried all sorts of strategies, but they were all dismantled one by one by Bian Rang.


Jiuying was once again brought down to the ground, covered in blood.


Bian Rang still wore a smile as he asked, “Do you surrender?”


In response, Jiuying launched another round of attacks. Bian Rang seemed patient and amused, never striking too hard, only pushing Jiuying back each time, repeatedly asking if Jiuying would surrender.


Jiuying never surrendered.


Si Lan, who was watching from the side, couldn’t help but silently concede victory to Jiuying in his mind. In the face of absolute power, no matter how hard an egg knocks its head against a stone, it will end up shattered.


Jiuying’s temperament was just too intense.


Suddenly, Si Lan felt that he should get to know Jiuying better.


Jiuying, panting heavily, was in human form, unable to return to his original form. His black clothes were drenched in blood, and his once bright eyes were now filled with it. He clenched his teeth and glared at Bian Rang.


Eight of his fingers were broken, but he used the remaining two to support himself, slowly standing up.


He was determined to kill Bian Rang!


If he could kill him, it would free his people and free Middle heaven.


Jiuying staggered toward Bian Rang. Bian Rang didn’t move, lowering his gaze to watch as Jiuying raised his hand towards him. However, Jiuying’s arm dropped weakly, his eyes closed, and he collapsed into Bian Rang’s arms.


Bian Rang chuckled softly, embracing Jiuying’s waist, his gaze fixed on Jiuying’s ear.


At this moment, Jiuying’s face was covered in blood, except for this ear, which remained pale.


“What a stubborn child.”


But he happened to like this stubbornness.

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 97 – Who Says Omegas Can’t be as Explosive as Alphas

Chapter 97


While the first group of matches was underway, the participants in Group B were in the waiting room, preparing for their turn. Groups A and B were using different maps, and the tournament organizers didn’t go to great lengths to keep them secret. At this moment, the large central screen was broadcasting the live footage of Group A, allowing the participants in Group B to immerse themselves in the competitive atmosphere.


Many of the participants considered themselves seasoned warriors, but this was the first time they had encountered such a public display of affection during a live broadcast. They watched with curiosity and whispered to each other while cautiously stealing glances in a certain direction.


However, no one dared to step in that direction. The Zerg were well-known troublemakers, and while they gossiped, no one was willing to tempt fate.


The oppressive air in the area where Bai Chen was located created a dark atmosphere. His emerald green eyes were filled with a sinister and murderous emotion.


The Zerg always revered strength, yet Bai Chen, a naturally powerful warrior, had never taken an interest in anyone, even the well-cared-for young males in the group.


If it hadn’t been seen with their own eyes, Kang couldn’t believe that Bai Chen would lose control of his emotions. And for a human, no less.


Kang, who had never quite accepted Bai Chen’s authority, had to step in at this moment. “Don’t forget our mission for this trip.”


The toxic night crystals were the hope of their entire Zerg population. The final reward of this bounty tournament contained an extraordinary amount of energy, making it invaluable for their repairs. It couldn’t afford any mishaps.


“Don’t worry; I haven’t forgotten,” Bai Chen’s voice was low and husky. His gaze remained fixed on the screen, his expression oozing a sickening intent to kill. “I’m just… excited.”


He was indeed excited to the point that his hand, clutching the hilt of his sword, trembled uncontrollably.


The first group of matches was nearing its end. The time for the entire process was neither long nor short, but every scene that fell into Lu Jingning’s view, whether it was for being known as one of the two from the Bai-Lu couple holding hands from start to finish, their affectionate nicknames for each other, or their unparalleled cooperation in battle, it made Bai Chen’s eyes burn.


Even without watching the live broadcast, he could imagine the waves of praise flooding the barrage, just like the way people fervently supported the Bai-Lu ship in the past. Bai Chen could feel how pleasurable it had been when he first saw his own ship in action, and now, at this moment, he felt how oppressive it was.


He narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the human named Wen Xingchen on the screen, and a layer of murderous intent faintly rose in his eyes.


The feeling of being coveted as prey intensified an emotion deep inside him, an emotion that seemed uncontrollably heightened by the anticipation of blood.


Finally, the matches in Group A concluded smoothly. Without any surprises, Lu Jingning’s four-person team advanced to the next round. Another experienced bounty hunter also advanced, but the difference in their fighting style couldn’t have been more pronounced.


Lu Jingning had essentially coasted through this stage, with Wen Xingchen handling almost everything he needed to do. It was as if Wen Xingchen had said that he couldn’t let his boyfriend’s hands get dirty with something like killing.


Under the classic lines of this gentle approach, they undeniably attracted a large fan base. While the viewers in the live broadcast room squealed like groundhogs, they simultaneously captured the hearts of a group of Omega fans. Each one screamed that they would find their future Alpha partner based on Wen Xingchen’s model.


Lu Jingning knew very well that this was just someone’s selfish way to satisfy their own interests, but he cooperated willingly, helping his boyfriend build this image of a perfect, caring man. He saw through it but chose not to reveal it.


When they emerged from the virtual chamber along with the other participants from Group A, they happened to meet the participants from Group B, who were about to compete. Lu Jingning was initially cheerful, but when he felt a chilling gaze on him, his instinctual reaction was to lower the corners of his mouth.


Looking up, he indeed saw Bai Chen not far away, his eyes fixed on Lu Jingning without wavering.


A look of disgust flashed in Lu Jingning’s eyes, but before he could react, his palm warmed, and a large hand firmly clasped his.


While Wen Xingchen held Lu Jingning’s hand, he exerted a slight force and discreetly moved Lu Jingning a few steps behind him, standing as a shield.


Lu Jingning looked at the tall figure, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. It seemed that seeing the Zerg had dispelled some of the discomfort he felt.


Bai Chen’s gaze had been fixed on Lu Jingning, but when Wen Xingchen’s figure blocked part of his view, a hint of darkness crossed his features, and his expression grew even more somber.


As the two groups were about to pass each other, both of them unexpectedly stopped in their tracks.


Lu Jingning couldn’t help but feel a sudden jump in his heart within the suffocating atmosphere that surrounded them.


Yan Hebin had just endured a lot of lovey-dovey moments in the map, and he had no interest in such a melodramatic display of affection. He simply said, “I’m heading back,” and left with an expressionless face.


Lan Yuanzhou had no intention of getting involved in this dispute and promptly followed. “Friend, wait for me! I’m coming with you!”


Lu Jingning couldn’t leave even if he wanted to, due to the circumstances.


Perhaps sensing Lu Jingning’s internal complaints, Wen Xingchen suddenly rubbed his head gently. “Don’t worry; there won’t be a fight.”




Since he said so, Lu Jingning decided to trust him and let go of the suspended tension.


After finishing the grooming, Wen Xingchen turned to look back. At the moment, their eyes met with Bai Chen’s, and it seemed like a spark flew between them, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.


Bai Chen’s eyelashes lowered slightly, and his sword unexpectedly flicked up without warning.


Wen Xingchen’s reaction was even faster, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled Lu Jingning back a few steps. At the same time, the sword’s tip scr4p3d the ground, creating a dazzling spark.


The commotion caught the attention of the nearby staff, and someone shouted as they ran over, “What’s going on over there? No fighting is allowed outside the competition area. Do you want to be disqualified?”


Bai Chen’s icy gaze fell on Wen Xingchen, but he smiled in a nonchalant manner. “Sorry, my hand slipped.”


Wen Xingchen reacted graciously, “It’s okay.”


He extended his hand to gently rest on Lu Jingning’s shoulder, pulling him closer. His lips curled slightly, and he spoke calmly, “I hope we won’t make such a rookie mistake when we meet on the battlefield in the future.”


Bai Chen’s expression darkened, “You too.”


Although they didn’t come to blows, those around them could feel a chill in the air. The staff shivered subconsciously, and it took them a while to realize the situation. One of them reminded Bai Chen, “Group B, get to the arena! The match is about to start!”


Bai Chen snorted and turned to walk away.


Lu Jingning watched as the irritating figure disappeared from his sight, still held securely in Wen Xingchen’s embrace. With curiosity, he asked, “Brother Wen, were you jealous when you talked to that Zerg earlier?”


Wen Xingchen squeezed a little harder, bringing Lu Jingning even closer. “The way you said that, you seem quite proud.”


Lu Jingning playfully blew a rainbow kiss. “Of course, being able to make Brother Wen, such an excellent Alpha, jealous of me, how can I not be proud?”


Wen Xingchen had wanted to maintain a serious expression, but listening to Lu Jingning’s skillful operation, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Seems like I really can’t handle you.”


Just as the emotional turmoil caused by Bai Chen seemed to have subsided, Lu Jingning was about to say something more, but at that moment, as they exited the players’ tunnel, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure.


Wen Xingchen, who was holding Lu Jingning’s hand, instinctively loosened his grip.


Lu Jingning noticed his change and looked up, his smile freezing uncontrollably. After a moment, he managed to say, “Ah, big brother, what a coincidence.”


“Not really, I came to find you,” Lu Jiyuan said, his gaze fixed on Wen Xingchen beside Lu Jingning. After a moment, he took a document from his briefcase and placed it on a nearby table in the rest area. Then he put a pen next to it. “I might have been a bit careless before, but considering the importance of the matter, I think we should formalize our agreement.”


Lu Jingning was full of question marks as he looked at Lu Jiyuan’s professional demeanor. He leaned in to take a look. “What’s all this?”


Lu Jiyuan intercepted him, “Wen Xingchen and I had a small agreement before. We just need to complete the necessary formalities now.”


This was truly in line with Lu Jiyuan’s style.


Lu Jingning always felt a little apprehensive when facing his big brother’s unsmiling demeanor, but at this moment, he had no intention of backing down. “Is there an agreement between you two that I can’t know about?”


“That’s correct,” Lu Jiyuan said, glancing at him. He spoke unhurriedly, “From the perspective of interstellar law, unless the initiator, which is me, voluntarily discloses the content, any form of information leakage by Wen Xingchen could allow me to hold him accountable or declare the agreement null and void.”


Lu Jingning thought to himself, “You’re more like a heartless legal machine than my big brother.” He couldn’t help but purse his lips and mutter, “If I don’t read it, I won’t read it. What’s the big deal?”


Wen Xingchen received Lu Jiyuan’s signal, walked over, and thoroughly reviewed the contents of the agreement. With a calm expression, he signed his name with the pen provided.


With Wen Xingchen’s cooperative attitude, Lu Jiyuan’s furrowed brow relaxed slightly. After confirming the agreement was correct, he seemed to remember something and turned to Wen Xingchen. “Oh, there’s one more thing.”


Wen Xingchen asked, “What is it?”


Lu Jiyuan maintained a declarative tone as if he were fulfilling someone’s request. “Father sent a communication link just now and asked me to relay a message.” Unexpectedly, Lu Jiyuan was holding up a piece of paper with the words written on it, “He wants you to keep your hands off Ning’s body. If he catches you being too affectionate again, he’ll come straight to the Imperial Navy and chop you up to feed the pigs. By ‘pigs,’ he means literally pigs. You should be able to understand.”


Wen Xingchen, Lu Jingning: “…”


This message was indeed in line with Lu Kongbin’s style.


After successfully conveying the message, Lu Jiyuan left without paying any more attention to their reactions. Lu Jingning and Wen Xingchen stood in place for a while, speechless.


After a long pause, Wen Xingchen self-reflected, “I was careless.”


He had been focused on asserting his dominance and had forgotten that the live broadcast had a broad audience, inadvertently showcasing their affection to his older brother and father-in-law. That was indeed his own fault.


Lu Jingning saw him frowning and couldn’t help but want to laugh. While restraining his amusement, he comforted him, “Don’t worry; my dad has always been one of those people who talk tough but are soft-hearted. He’s just saying it; he won’t really chop you up to feed the pigs.”


He added confidently, “Based on the scale of our live broadcast today, at most, when he comes back, he’ll rush back to the academy to give you a beating, and that’s about it.”


Wen Xingchen: “…”


According to Lu Kongbin’s combat capabilities and personality, that was probably accurate.




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 82 – Humans are quite tender

Chapter 82 – Humans are quite tender


All eyes were on Jian Luo’s figure. Jian Luo appeared nervous under the scrutiny of everyone. He glanced at Lu Shifeng, and even the dragon clan members who had been causing a commotion below dared not do so anymore.


If it were anyone else, they might still dare to compete and stir up trouble to get Jian Luo to choose them. But when it came to Lu Shifeng, they truly didn’t dare. The dragon clan was known for its strong possessiveness, and Jian Luo exuded the scent of a dragon all over him. It was obvious that he belonged to Lu Shifeng. If any dragon tried to cause trouble now, it wouldn’t be a simple battle.


This was practically a matter of life and death.


The dragons exchanged knowing glances and decided to remain silent, waiting for Jian Luo to make his own choice.


After some contemplation, Jian Luo looked up with curiosity. “Aren’t you supposed to be the safe bet?”


Lu Shifeng stood by his side, looking down at him from a higher vantage point. He raised an eyebrow, his expression resembling a smile but with an underlying threat. His tone was elegant yet carried a hint of menace. “In that case, keep your wager unchanged.”



Even though the words were as gentle as a spring breeze, they somehow sounded intimidating. Jian Luo hesitated for a moment, looking at Lu Shifeng’s smile. For some reason, he felt a chill running down his spine, and a strong survival instinct made him change his statement. “I choose you!”


Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow. “A voluntary bet, Mr. Jian, no need to force yourself.”


“No…no,” Jian Luo chuckled awkwardly. “It’s voluntary. If it’s Lu Shifeng, please change it for me.”


The dragons below fell into silence.


Jian Luo, if you were kidnapped, you’d just blink your eyes.


Sitting there, Jian Luo was uncomfortable, but he was also very interested in the battle among the dragons. The venue here was a large arena where a virtual battle would take place once they entered.


The dragons were discussing how to set up a fair competition.


Just when they were all pondering the rules, Lu Shifeng spoke up directly. “Let’s begin.”


The other soldiers looked at the Dragon King with surprise.


Lu Shifeng took a step forward and entered the virtual battle chamber. He said, “Stay in your true forms, all of you.”


The room fell silent.


Everyone knew Lu Shifeng was strong, but no one had expected him to be this formidable.


Jian Luo’s heart raced as he asked his secretary, “What does staying in our true forms mean?”


“It means the marshal will use his human form,” the secretary explained in a hushed tone. “The other dragons will remain in their dragon forms.”


Jian Luo was shocked. He could hardly believe it. “Doesn’t that make it very dangerous?”


The battle had already begun on the screen. Lu Shifeng stood on the plain, with several dragons circling in the sky and others lurking on the ground not far away. The dragons watched Lu Shifeng vigilantly, carefully seeking an opportunity.


The secretary whispered, “The truly formidable ones are dangerous in their very essence.”


Confused, Jian Luo blinked, and suddenly, his body that had been standing in the grassy field disappeared. It all seemed to happen in an instant. When one of the dragons noticed, Lu Shifeng had already leaped onto its back.


The dragons in the sky wanted to swoop down but hesitated, fearing they might harm their comrades. A dagger swished through the air, and the dragon tried to dodge, but a momentary mistake led to Lu Shifeng’s victory.




The elimination mark was hit, and the dragon was out of the competition.


Lu Shifeng almost had complete control of the field, and the other soldiers held their breath, witnessing a battle that was evenly matched and thrilling.


In the end, the remaining few dragons adjusted their strategy and collectively attacked Lu Shifeng from various angles, leaving him with no way to retreat.


It was truly dangerous!


Jian Luo’s heart raced, and it felt like it might leap out of his throat any moment now! The screen displayed a cloud of smoke, making it impossible to see the final result, leaving everyone in suspense. Jian Luo’s palms were sweaty, and he turned to his secretary, asking, “Who won?”


The secretary couldn’t be sure either and hesitated, saying, “I guess it must be the marshal.”


But this battle had been so thrilling that if Lu Shifeng had lost, it wouldn’t have been surprising at all.


Jian Luo bit his lip and kept his eyes fixed on the big screen, holding his breath, unknowingly praying for Lu Shifeng’s victory.


After a while, a mechanical voice came through, “All challengers have failed. Please exit the chamber promptly.”


The chambers for the challengers were all opened, and when the soldiers from the challenging team sat up, they were almost in a daze. The dragons exchanged puzzled glances and scratched their heads.


Finally, Lu Shifeng’s chamber opened. It was a 1v6 match, an overwhelming victory, and the silence in the room was broken by thunderous cheers.


Jian Luo let out a sigh of relief.


Lu Shifeng walked out of the virtual battle chamber, and in a few steps, he stood in front of Jian Luo. His handsome face carried a hint of the fierceness that had just come from the battlefield, a touch of pressure. He asked, “So…”


Before he could continue, Jian Luo suddenly felt something strange in his abdomen. He furrowed his brow, placed a hand on his stomach, and let out a stifled groan.


Lu Shifeng’s expression changed.


Even the dragons who had been watching this situation from a distance grew nervous when they saw Jian Luo’s sudden discomfort, their attention now focused on him.


The atmosphere became somewhat tense.


Jian Luo remained silent for a while, then he looked up at Lu Shifeng with a faint smile. “It seems like… it just kicked.”


Lu Shifeng’s tension eased, and he gave Jian Luo a disapproving look.


“It’s probably excited,” Jian Luo continued with a playful tone. “Because its dad is so strong and amazing!”


He stretched out the last word, half-jokingly.


Jian Luo had only intended to make a casual joke, but as he paused and saw Lu Shifeng’s expression, he was met with a pair of crimson, quite serious eyes.


Jian Luo gulped, and an unusual emotion stirred within him. His ears turned slightly red, his eyelashes trembled, and he whispered softly, “Just kidding.”


Lu Shifeng shifted his gaze away and said calmly, “Are you tired?”


“Just a little.”


“Alright.” Lu Shifeng turned to his secretary. “Take him back to eat something and rest.”


The secretary nodded.


Jian Luo couldn’t help but blurt out, “Are you going to work now?”


Speaking without thinking was a dangerous habit, and Jian Luo could certainly attest to that. 


Lu Shifeng paused and then turned around. “If you find it boring, you can wander around. Except for the restricted areas marked in red, you’re free to explore the ship. We’ll arrive at our destination in three days, and by then, I can take you sightseeing.”


Jian Luo nodded. “Okay.”


But he wasn’t a child.


As they headed back, Jian Luo couldn’t help but ask his secretary, “We’re not going to engage in any battles this time, right? It still feels quite tense.”


“In reality, our purpose for this trip is to visit on behalf of the Emperor, and the danger level is not high. It’s just to show respect. On the other side, the Great Dragons are almost on par with our Emperor,” the secretary explained. “But everyone is a bit tense because this route we’re taking is frequented by interstellar pirates. There might be some unexpected situations, but don’t worry, the probability is very low.”


Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the corridor suddenly flickered.


Jian Luo and the secretary both stopped in their tracks, exchanging incredulous glances. They could sense the tension in the air.


The secretary reacted quickly. “Luo Luo, come with me.”


The two of them quickly returned to Lu Shifeng’s room. By this time, the corridor’s alarm had sounded, and a mechanical voice echoed:


“Full military alert.”


“Full military alert.”


The secretary instructed Jian Luo to stay inside the room and not open the door. “Luo Luo, please, stay in this room. It’s absolutely safe. Don’t come out, don’t open the door, just stay in the room, okay?”


Jian Luo understood the seriousness of the situation and nodded, saying, “I understand. You don’t need to worry.”


Seeing that Jian Luo was cooperating, the secretary left the room. Indeed, Lu Shifeng’s room had excellent soundproofing, and once inside, even the outside alarm couldn’t be heard. Jian Luo sat on the room’s sofa, feeling somewhat anxious.




The sound of a message alert came from the communication terminal. Jian Luo quickly opened it and found a concise message from Lu Shifeng: “Stay in the room, I’ll be back soon.”


Surprisingly, those few simple words reassured him. Jian Luo replied, “Okay, don’t worry, I won’t wander around.”


After ending the communication, Jian Luo sat on the sofa, his mind filled with various thoughts. To pass the time, he opened the communication terminal to check the backstage of his livestream, tally the total earnings, see if there were any adjustments needed in the food vending section, and also check the recent styles of the popular streamers on the website.


As he was engrossed in this, a sudden pop-up window appeared, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t close it. Just as he was contemplating whether to restart the communication wristband, the pop-up window suddenly succeeded in opening, gradually revealing the face of a masked man who looked rather eerie.


His gaze was fixed directly on Jian Luo, making him feel uncomfortable all over.


Jian Luo furrowed his brow and had an instinctual feeling that this person was not to be trifled with. “Who are you?”


“Curious?” The man’s voice was hoarse, and he seemed to chuckle under the mask. “Heard you saved Darkstar from infertility. I’ve been wanting to see who you are. How come you look so delicate, like a little rabbit? Hope I didn’t get the wrong guy.”


Jian Luo remained silent, his guard up.

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Chapter 70

       The knot that had been suppressed in his heart for many years finally untangled. Even if the development of the whole thing was completely different from what Suo Yang expected, at least he understood his parents’ intentions and knew that he was not completely abandoned.

       When he walked out of the bank with Shen Huiming, he felt lighter. The most difficult problem for him had been solved, and all that was left was to enjoy life and love.

       Suo Yang called home, pretending to tell them that he and Shen Huiming would go back tomorrow but actually hinting to them that he already knew everything.

       His parents were not good at expressing their emotions, and Suo Yang couldn’t explain them too clearly. Nevertheless, after the phone call, there was a sense that mutual burdens had been lifted from their hearts.

       After that, Suo Yang took Shen Huiming back to his school. However, the guard refused to let them in at all.

       The two walked around the outside of the campus and looked inside through the iron railings, at the snow-covered lawn and the students still wearing thin uniforms playing ball in the winter.

       In the past, Shen Huiming took Suo Yang to see the mark of his youth. Now, Suo Yang finally had the opportunity to show Shen Huiming the place where he grew up.

       Shen Huiming suddenly smiled, “Tell me, if we had known each other since childhood, would you have fallen in love with me earlier?”

       Suo Yang glanced at him and asked with a smile, “Do you want to hear the truth or lies to make you happy?”

       “Tsk, how could you ask such a question!” Shen Huiming looked at him helplessly, “How can I answer if you ask that?”

       “If it were someone else, I wouldn’t even consider it. But if that person is you, let alone early love, it would be great if our engagement were settled before we were born,” Suo Yang said and then playfully asked him, “Mr. Shen, are you satisfied with that response?”

       Shen Huiming didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Okay, I understand, this sentence is a lie to make me happy.”

       Suo Yang smiled and then suddenly took his hand.

       The two grown men were walking hand in hand on the roadside. Occasionally, passers-by would pass by and peek at them with their peripheral vision.

       In winter, when their hands were exposed to the air, the backs of their hands would soon become cold, but the palms of their hands were warm when they were held together, and no one wanted to let go.

       They wandered outside until dark. Shen Huiming asked him to choose a restaurant that he often went to before and then go back to the hotel after dinner. Suo Yang said, “There is no restaurant that I often go to. I used to go home to eat. Besides, after so many years, I feel a bit unfamiliar with this place…”

       In fact, Suo Yang felt that it was a bit regretful. It had been almost ten years since he went to college.

       In the ten years since he left home, this city had not changed much, but if it really hadn’t changed, Suo Yang still felt that it had become unfamiliar.

       The other side was still the other side, but this hometown was no longer his hometown.

       This was probably a feeling that everyone living outside would have—a perpetual sense of wandering. Even if one bought a house and settled down in a certain city, one still couldn’t get rid of that feeling.

       But fortunately, his Shen Huiming could make him feel at ease.

       Shen Huiming could probably understand how Suo Yang was feeling at this moment. He took the other person’s hand, held it in both hands, held it like it was a treasure, and rubbed it while exhaling, “It’s cold.”

       Suo Yang looked at him with a smile, leaned forward slightly, and pressed his face against the cold back of Shen Huiming’s hand.

       “It’s so cold.” Suo Yang said.

       Shen Huiming muttered, “Yeah, let’s just find a restaurant with a heater.”

       He said, “Don’t freeze.”

       Suo Yang looked at him and smiled, taking his hand into a nearby old restaurant.

       Although it was a randomly selected restaurant, the taste was pretty good. The two of them had a good time eating, and the chill on their bodies was gone. Afterwards, they returned to the hotel and lay down early, but Suo Yang was not sleepy at all.

       He was held by Shen Huiming and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open.

       Shen Huiming was careful and knew that he was not asleep, so he raised his hand and turned on the lamp beside the bed.

       “Did I disturb you?” Suo Yang asked softly.

       Shen Huiming leaned over and kissed him, “Your breathing is very light. It’s strange that you can disturb me.”

       The two were lying on the bed, leaning against each other. Shen Huiming said, “Can’t sleep?”

       “Well,” Suo Yang said, “My mind is a little confused.”

       He was wondering if he should go home and visit before leaving tomorrow.

       “Before we leave tomorrow, let’s go back one more time.” Shen Huiming seemed to be able to read his mind. “Say goodbye, and bring some gifts for Uncle and Auntie. I went there empty-handed today; it feels a bit awkward.”

       Suo Yang closed his eyes and leaned his face against Shen Huiming’s chest.


       “Huh?” Shen Huiming kissed Suo Yang’s forehead gently.

       “Why did I meet you?”

       Shen Huiming lowered his eyes to look at him and heard him say, “All along, I have never felt that I have been particularly bad or good luck; everything is ordinary to the point of not being worth mentioning, but this time, my luck was particularly good.”

       Shen Huiming smiled, “Who wouldn’t? I was lucky enough to meet you.”

       Suo Yang looked up at him, suddenly raised his legs, turned over, and sat on Shen Huiming.

       “Want to compare luck with me?” Suo Yang put her hands on his shoulders, “Then you really can’t beat me.”

       After saying that, he leaned forward and kissed Shen Huiming on the lips, “I can’t sleep anyway, so let’s do something to help me sleep.”

       Suo Yang turned off the desk lamp in the hotel room, and the quilt was lifted up to wrap the two of them.

       They didn’t know when it started snowing again outside, but it was warm inside the room.


       Before Suo Yang and Shen Huiming left, they returned to Suo Yang’s house again. This time, Shen Huiming was holding gifts in both hands, which the two spent the whole morning carefully selecting.

       Suo Yang’s parents were both here, and they were a little surprised to see them back.

       However, their behaviour was not much different from yesterday. They were still cold and untalkative, but Suo Yang kept smiling.

       Shen Huiming saw that Suo Yang was in a good mood; he was also happy, and he treated Suo Yang’s parents more enthusiastically.

       In fact, the most fearful thing was guessing the other person’s thoughts. When Shen Huiming knew that Suo Yang’s parents had actually accepted them, he felt less pressure.

       Each family had its own style of getting along with each other. He had no position to judge what was good or bad, and there was no need to integrate fully. He only needed to do what he should do.

       The two didn’t stay at Suo Yang’s house for too long. It was almost time, and they were ready to go to the train station.

       When they stood up, Suo Yang’s father said, “It snowed last night, and the road is not good today.”

       Shen Huiming glanced at Suo Yang and then heard his father say, “I’ll give you a ride.”

       Suo Yang smiled, and Shen Huiming smiled with him, “Thank you, Uncle! I’ll trouble you then.”

       Suo Yang’s parents followed them out the door and accompanied them to the train station.

       Along the way, Suo Yang’s parents didn’t say anything. Shen Huiming sat in the back with Suo Yang. He kept talking about their lives and work. It seemed like he was chatting with Suo Yang, but in fact, he was talking about Suo Yang. The two people in front listened.

       Shen Huiming felt that the parents of these children must be the type who wanted to ask but couldn’t and wanted to care but didn’t know where to start, so it would be better to help them.

       He talked happily later, telling everything about how he and Suo Yang met and what his plans were. Suo Yang naturally understood what he meant and didn’t stop him, and even occasionally said a few words.

       When they arrived at the train station, Suo Yang’s parents did not follow them in. They parked the car on the side of the road and watched the children get out of the car.

       At this moment, Suo Yang suddenly felt like he was back in his college days. At that time, his father would send him here every time, and then he would go to get the ticket and enter the station alone.

       Suo Yang often left without looking back. He never thought about what would happen to his father after he left. But once, he was almost at the ticket office and walked a long way. When he turned around, he found his father still standing there looking at him.

       They never said they missed each other, let alone try to stay. If he wanted to leave, his parents would always send him off calmly and tell him to do everything he should do.

       It wasn’t until the moment Suo Yang turned around that he realised that his parents couldn’t let him go either.

       After so many years, he still remembered that scene clearly.

       He and Shen Huiming were standing by the car. Suo Yang’s mother said, “Go, take care of your things and don’t leave them behind.”

       Suo Yang was silent for a few seconds and then said, “Mom, can I give you a hug?”

       Shen Huiming looked at Suo Yang and found that his eyes were red.

       Suo Yang’s mother, who was still in the car, was stunned for a moment when she heard her son’s words. After that, she got out of the car and hugged her son.

       Suo Yang’s family rarely behaved like this towards each other. Suo Yang couldn’t even remember the last time he hugged his parents.

       “Dad…” Suo Yang finished hugging his mother and looked at his father.

       The father in the driver’s seat finally got out of the car and walked up to his son. The two hugged each other tight.

       When leaving, Suo Yang’s mother’s eyes were red. Suo Yang said, “We will come back to see you in a while.”

       Shen Huiming said, “Uncle and Auntie, don’t worry, we will live a good life.”

       Living a good life with your lover and doing a job you like was probably the life that parents most wanted their children to live.

       “Let’s go.” Suo Yang’s mother said, “It’s too late to wait any longer.”

       Suo Yang couldn’t hold it back and went over to hug her again and then left with Shen Huiming.

       On the train back, Suo Yang fell asleep leaning on Shen Huiming’s shoulder. This time, he slept soundly and even had a dream.

       In the dream, he and Shen Huiming held a wedding in his hometown. It was a simple ceremony, but everyone, including family, lovers, and friends, was present.

       Under the blue sky and on the green grass, he and Shen Huiming were wearing the same style of suit. They held flowers at the same time and walked to the front side by side. They faced each other, faced their friends and relatives, faced the sky and the future.

       In the dream, the two swore an oath tacitly. Suo Yang couldn’t hear what was said, but it didn’t matter if he couldn’t hear it. He could understand everything from everyone’s expressions.

       His lover truly loved him, their family members truly wished them well, and their friends truly celebrated them.

       What could be more beautiful than this?

       When Suo Yang opened his eyes, the train was still speeding. Outside the window was the snow-covered land, and his hand was being held by Shen Huiming.


       “Yeah.” Suo Yang said, “I dreamed about our wedding.”

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