Month: July 2024 (Page 5 of 6)

Chapter 171 – The Gods Won't Respond to You

July 7, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 171 – The Gods Won’t Respond to You

 

Because of the Soul Flower matter, Jian Luo finally stopped worrying excessively about the cubs’ illusions. He began to immerse himself in work, diligently running to Phoenix Terrace for the recent chip development by the research institute. He frequently inquired after his mentor and earnestly made homemade cookies and pastries.

 

Zhan Wentai: “Spit it out.”

 

Jian Luo innocently: “Huh?”

 

“What do you need from me?” Zhan Wentai set down his book, looking at him with a hint of resignation. “Keeping it to yourself won’t make it any less exhausting.”

 

Jian Luo pretended for a moment longer: “Master, what do you take me for? I just wanted to check on your health and show filial piety.”

 

Zhan Wentai, expressionless: “I’m in my prime here at Phoenix.”

 

“…”

 

Jian Luo chuckled awkwardly: “I meant to check on you.”

 

Zhan Wentai stood up: “I have things to attend to.”

 

“Wait, wait!” Jian Luo quickly stopped him. “I… I have something to say!”

 

So he laid out his thoughts, about the chips and his own plans. Finally, he discussed his views on chip pricing; he wasn’t excessively greedy and was willing to buy in bulk if Phoenix Platform could provide them at a reasonable price.

 

After listening, Zhan Wentai said, “Do you know the cost of these chips and their bulk production price?”

 

Jian Luo: “How much?”

 

“A thousand stars per chip,” Zhan Wentai’s gaze fixed on Jian Luo. “That’s just the cost.”

 

Jian Luo’s heart sank. If he needed ten thousand chips, that amount wouldn’t be trivial, and that was just the cost.

 

Zhan Wentai continued, “How much are you prepared to discuss with me?”

 

…

 

Jian Luo fell silent.

 

After some thought, he said, “Could I start with a smaller purchase to save some?”

 

He was short on manpower now, and chips were necessary. However, their high price was daunting. He could start with a smaller quantity to enable communication among some, then gradually increase procurement as the economy improved.

 

Zhan Wentai, in his divine robe, appeared inviolable and sacred. Even seated, he maintained a stern and dignified demeanor, resembling a formidable opponent in negotiations. Just when Jian Luo was struggling, he said, “We’ll cooperate. The chips will be provided free of charge.”

 

Jian Luo looked up in surprise. “What?”

 

“After our herbal research yields results, disregarding manpower and resources, I’ll prioritize providing 500 units to the Phoenix clan,” Zhan Wentai’s voice was cold and indisputable. “As a gesture, we will provide chips for free.”

 

At that moment, Jian Luo suddenly felt like everything was a setup.

 

How coincidental that the chips from Phoenix Platform were ready just when he needed them. Zhan Wentai managed the Earth research institute, and there were researchers there. He must have known about Earth’s herbs long ago and made arrangements accordingly.

 

Jian Luo smiled faintly. “No problem.”

 

Zhan Wentai nodded. “We’ll sign a contract later, and I’ll have someone in charge coordinate with you.”

 

“Sure, I can handle this matter myself,” Jian Luo readily agreed, standing up to shake hands with Zhan Wentai. “Looking forward to a fruitful collaboration.”

 

Zhan Wentai stood and extended his hand, cool and elegant as jade. “Likewise.”

 

Only with strength could one negotiate with others. Dark Star was a world of survival of the fittest. Connections themselves weren’t wealth, but with enough power, one could be unstoppable in any endeavor.

 

…

 

Next day

 

“We’ve received approximately 36,000 applications for our recruitment.”

 

“The specific interviews will be scheduled for around 8 a.m. You might need to come over.”

 

“The final revised version of the employee contract is here for your review.”

 

“The Labor Bureau will be contacting us at 1 p.m. to discuss preparation funds.”

 

“At eight o’clock tonight, there’s a reception for new employees…”

 

Qing’er stood at the table, going through today’s schedule and Jian Luo’s daily routine report, then began reporting on the financial situation: “This month’s meeting is scheduled for tomorrow morning. All department heads and above have already been scheduled to report. Compared to last month, the output and revenue of the lower factories have increased by 30%, indicating initial success with the merit-based system.”

 

In the past, everyone just did their fixed tasks in the village without any competition or desire to work more. Since the factory’s labor system reform, everything has changed. With more work comes more rewards; every month, exemplary workers receive substantial bonuses, outstanding employees have opportunities for promotion and pay raises, and there are even spots for immigration to Earth. As a result, the efficiency of every position has increased several times over.

 

Qing’er smiled and said, “Luo Luo, this strategy of yours is brilliant.”

 

Jian Luo modestly replied, “It’s not brilliance, just something I learned from others.”

 

As for who he learned it from, everyone tacitly understood.

 

Progress at the factory and on Earth was exceptionally promising. By the end of the month, Jian Luo had received numerous urgent and high-paying orders from extraterrestrial sources. With the new recruits settling in, the efficiency of the assembly line had improved, leading to significant profits.

 

With work matters settled, Jian Luo started worrying more about family affairs.

 

He would visit the children’s soul flowers every few days. The little ones were generally fine; he had expected the three young princes to be timid and easily scared by beasts and dangers after losing their safe haven. However, reality surpassed his expectations. Once they truly lost their sanctuary, the children began to grow visibly faster. From being scared away by wild chickens to hunting with ease, from trembling in fear when surrounded to cautiously confronting greater numbers, their progress was remarkable.

 

Lu Shifeng remarked, “They’re not as weak as you thought.”

 

Jian Luo watched the scene in amazement and amusement, “It’s really surprising.”

 

“My dear, they won’t be lacking,” Lu Shifeng said gently, patting Jian Luo’s head. “You’ve taught them well.”

 

Jian Luo asked curiously, “But I didn’t teach them how to hunt.”

 

Lu Shifeng shook his head slowly. “The dragon clan has a martial nature. If their temperament leans toward aggression, they can easily lose control in their first trial, whether on the battlefield or elsewhere. It’s not advisable. Without proper guidance, they could easily go astray.”

 

Jian Luo suddenly remembered Lu Shifeng’s own first trial.

 

Lu Shifeng looked at Jian Luo and said, “You’ve given them plenty of love, so they won’t stray. That’s more important than anything.”

 

Looking at the tall man beside him, Jian Luo felt a lump in his throat. He hugged Lu Shifeng. “Have I given you enough love? Please don’t stray either.”

 

Lu Shifeng smiled at his slight pouting. He lifted his hand to caress the head in his arms, his voice deep and magnetic. “Don’t always look so downcast. I’m not planning my funeral just yet.”

 

Jian Luo laughed through his tears.

 

Though Lu Shifeng comforted him repeatedly, Jian Luo still couldn’t shake off his worries. Privately, he researched a lot about the realm of the Dragon King. The more he read, the colder his heart grew. Almost uniformly, every Dragon King emerged stronger after their first transformation from the realm, but equally uniformly, their passing, aside from battlefield deaths, almost always occurred during their transformation.

 

…

 

Jian Luo told himself not to worry, but he couldn’t control his thoughts.

 

He began praying to the Bodhisattva, imploring God, and constantly reciting prayers. If conditions allowed, he would even bring back a statue for worship, though such behavior seemed eccentric to others.

 

Even Su Liang said, “Luo Luo, don’t stress yourself too much.”

 

Jian Luo didn’t know how to explain that he wasn’t going crazy, so he could only say, “Mom, I’m really not crazy. I just read about a way to pray in ancient books.”

 

Su Liang still replied with pity, “It’s okay, Luo Luo. Try to be more open-minded and trust the Marshal.”

 

“…”

 

No one believed him anyway.

 

Jian Luo decided not to explain further. He would let things take their course. He had thought that Lu Shifeng wouldn’t find out about his behavior, but after some time passed, just before Lu Shifeng was about to enter his transformation period, Jian Luo was pulled by the Marshal one evening to a secret chamber.

 

Jian Luo was nervous. “Why are we here?”

 

Lu Shifeng gestured for him to sit down. The Marshal pressed something on the wall, and before Jian Luo’s eyes, the wall split open with creaking sounds in the dark night. Gradually, a dark box emerged from the wall. The entire box was black with intricate golden patterns, exuding a mysterious aura.

 

Jian Luo was curious. “What is this?”

 

Lu Shifeng opened the box and placed something in front of Jian Luo. He said, “It’s for you.”

 

Inside was a black stone, within which red flames burned vigorously. The tiny flames looked cute yet stubborn. The black stone felt cool to the touch, yet it housed intense heat within.

 

“This is a part of my soul fire,” Lu Shifeng said.

 

？

 

Jian Luo was shocked.

 

“Don’t worry, it won’t harm my body. It’s made from my scales,” Lu Shifeng placed the stone into Jian Luo’s hand. “When I enter the illusion realm, if there’s any life-threatening danger, the soul fire will extinguish. If not, it means I’m safe.”

 

Jian Luo was speechless. Had Lu Shifeng noticed his worries and anxieties all along, to reassure him like this?

 

This man had always carefully guarded his heart, extraordinarily gentle.

 

Seeing Jian Luo looking at him with reddened eyes, Lu Shifeng gently cupped Jian Luo’s face with his rough palm. In his eyes, he could clearly see the figure of the young man before him. Leaning down, he placed a light kiss on Jian Luo’s smooth forehead, whispering in a somewhat reverent tone near Jian Luo’s ear, “The gods may not answer you, but I will. Trust me, not them.”

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Chapter 32

July 7, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Zhan Weiguang and the others played until they had dinner outside before they came back.

       Zhan Pengcheng carried Zhan Xiusong’s suitcase and went up to the second floor. He knocked on Zhan Weiyang’s door, turned the doorknob, stood at the door and said, “Yangyang, Songsong is coming to sleep in the same room with you, okay?”

       There were three rooms on the first floor of the house; one was for Auntie Luo, one was for Grandma, and another was used as a utility room. There was only one room on the third floor, which was Zhan Weiguang’s bedroom. There were three rooms on the second floor; one that was originally a guest room was now occupied by Pei Qing.

       Zhan Xiusong came this time, so Zhan Pengcheng could only arrange for him to sleep in the same room with Zhan Weiyang, the youngest in the family.

       Zhan Weiyang was sitting at his desk reading a book. When he heard Zhan Pengcheng’s voice, he turned around to look at him. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t bear to say anything.

       Zhan Xiusong was still downstairs, and only Zhan Pengcheng came up first. He leaned his suitcase against the door, walked into the room, and said to Zhan Weiyang, “What? Don’t you want to sleep with your brother?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything.

       Zhan Pengcheng sat down beside the bed and asked Zhan Weiyang, “If you don’t want to sleep with your brother, do you want to sleep with your father?”

       Zhan Weiyang hesitated for a long time and finally whispered, “I want to sleep with Qing gege.”

       Zhan Pengcheng was stunned. He didn’t expect Zhan Weiyang to say this answer. He hesitated for a while before saying, “But does Qing ge want to sleep with you?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t know. He remembered that Pei Qing said yesterday that he would not sleep with him in the future.

       Zhan Pengcheng said to him, “Yangyang, although Pei Qing is your older cousin, he is not your aunt’s biological son after all. Do you understand what Dad means?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him silently.

       Zhan Pengcheng continued, “Strictly speaking, he is a guest in our house, so we still have to be polite to him, do you know?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       “Xiusong is your cousin, and his father and I are brothers. We are a family, and there is no need to be so polite. It’s okay for us to sleep together at night; just don’t cause trouble for Pei Qing.”

       Zhan Weiyang still nodded.

       Zhan Pengcheng noticed that he was in a bad mood, so he stood up, walked over to touch his head, and asked, “What’s wrong with Yangyang? Why are you unhappy today?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Nothing.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “How about this? Daddy will be free tomorrow, so how about Daddy taking you out for a whole day, okay?” After that, he thought about it carefully, “We can invite Grandma, your brothers, and everyone else and find a place to spend the whole day. What do you think?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “Okay.”

       Zhan Pengcheng smiled and asked Zhan Weiyang, “Then tell Dad now. Are you willing to squeeze in with Xiusong? If not, I will ask your brother.”

       Zhan Weiyang replied, “Okay.”

       Zhan Pengcheng patted him on the shoulder, “Good son.”

       Zhan Xiusong played in Zhan Weiguang’s room until quite late before going downstairs. He came into Zhan Weiyang’s room, took toiletries and clean clothes to the bathroom, and came back in pyjamas a while later and lay directly on Zhan Weiyang’s bed.

       Zhan Weiyang turned his head from the desk to look at him and saw that he was concentrating on playing mobile games.

       Neither of the two people in the room spoke.

       Zhan Weiyang closed his book, which he hadn’t been able to focus on all night, put on his slippers, and walked out. He went down the hallway to Pei Qing’s room, pressed his ear against the door to listen for a while but heard nothing. Then, he went to the bathroom to pee.

       After peeing, Zhan Weiyang stood in front of the sink to wash his hands. Halfway through, he suddenly raised his head to look in the mirror. He felt hungry.

       Zhan Weiyang only ate a little at dinner because he was in a bad mood. He was still in a bad mood until now, but his stomach was hungry on its own and it didn’t want to care about his mood at all.

       Zhan Weiyang left the bathroom and walked to the stairs. He walked down the stairs slowly and breathlessly, wanting to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

       There was still a lot of food in the kitchen refrigerator, but most of it was cold and couldn’t be eaten directly. Zhan Weiyang closed the refrigerator door and went to search the cupboard again. He found a bag of instant noodles and planned to make instant noodles for himself.

       Zhan Weiyang was frantically trying to boil water with a kettle when he suddenly heard Pei Qing calling him, “Yangyang.”

       He turned around and saw Pei Qing standing at the kitchen door, looking at him.

       For some reason, Zhan Weiyang remembered what Zhan Pengcheng had just said. He remembered Zhan Pengcheng said Pei Qing was a guest at home, and they needed to be polite, so he was a little at a loss for words and nervously called out, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing looked at the instant noodles he had placed next to the kettle and asked, “Are you hungry?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing said, “Don’t have instant noodles. I’ll take you out to eat whatever you want.”

       Zhan Weiyang said ‘Ah’ in surprise, and when he saw Pei Qing’s eyes light up, he whispered, “Is it okay?”

       Pei Qing said, “Sure, we’ll go secretly, don’t let your Dad know.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded excitedly at his words; whether it was going out to eat with Pei Qing or not telling his dad, it made him feel full of emotions.

       He looked down at his pyjamas. They were just ordinary pure cotton ones. They were not too thin to wear out, but they were a little thin.

       Pei Qing asked him to wait, then went back to her room and brought him a coat, which he helped him put on.

       Zhan Weiyang smelled a familiar scent of laundry detergent. Pei Qing’s coat was a little long and big for him, but it could wrap him up, which made him feel happy. He couldn’t help but smile, and his bad mood for the whole day disappeared.

       Before leaving, Pei Qing thought more about it. He was worried that Zhan Pengcheng would be worried if he found out that Zhan Weiyang was missing, so he left a note on the coffee table in the living room and then took Zhan Weiyang out.

       Zhan Weiyang wore a pair of sneakers on his bare feet. His feet slipped on the soles from time to time, but he still excitedly followed Pei Qing outside. They left the neighbourhood, walked north for a few hundred meters, and entered a busy street.

       Pei Qing chose a restaurant that sold barbecue and crayfish and sat at a table facing the street. He asked Zhan Weiyang to sit inside, but he stayed outside to block the night wind.

       The boss brought the menu over.

       Pei Qing ordered a garlic crayfish, some barbecue, and finally asked the boss to bring a bottle of beer.

       Zhan Weiyang was feeling lively and happy. He asked Pei Qing, “Can I have a beer?”

       Pei Qing said, “You can’t drink it, I’ll drink it.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Then when can I drink?”

       Pei Qing helped Zhan Weiyang take the chopsticks out of the wrapper, put them on the bowl, and answered him, “When you are eighteen years old.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I will be eighteen next year.”

       A waiter brought the beer first, opened the bottle cap neatly, and put it on the table for them.

       Pei Qing took a sip of the bottle to relieve the dryness in his throat and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Yes, Yangyang will be able to do a lot of things when he turns eighteen.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him, “What else can I do?”

       Pei Qing held the bottle in one hand, with the bottle’s mouth against his lips. Before taking the second sip of the wine, he looked down at Zhan Weiyang and asked him, “What else do you want to do?”

       Zhan Weiyang said in an uncertain tone, “Make love?”

       Pei Qing Qing choked on a mouthful of wine, put down the bottle in a hurry, covered his mouth with a tissue and started coughing hard. He finally stopped and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

       Zhan Weiyang said ‘Oh’ with a regretful tone.

       Pei Qing thought for a while and said to him, “This is not a matter of age. Even if you are over 18 years old, you can’t have sex with anyone casually. You must meet the right person and be able to take responsibility for her. Do you understand what I mean?”

       Zhan Weiyang put his hands on the table, picked the nails of the other hand together, looked at Pei Qing, turned his eyes back to his hands, his ears slightly red, and said, “I will be responsible.”

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Chapter 38 – Prelude

July 7, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       The sky outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was blue, and the clouds moved slowly with the wind. Spring was already in full swing, and the branches were full of fresh green, full of vitality.

       In the centre of the thick carpet, Zhuo Yue stood naked and kneeling in a standard posture. His flexible body curves and tight body were clearly visible. He straightened his back a little when he heard the movement behind him.

       The man opened the bathroom glass door and said, “Come here.”

       Zhuo Yue stood up and walked in. When he saw the tube in his hand, his face suddenly felt hot. He had used it before, so of course, he knew what it was for.

       “Turn your back to me and raise your buttocks.” Fang Mingyan’s order was as brief and clear as ever.

       Zhuo Yue put his hands on the edge of the bathtub, and when he felt his anal canal being penetrated, his whole body tensed up. The feeling of warm liquid being injected into his body was strange, and he gradually felt a bulging feeling in his abdomen. As more and more liquid was poured in, his breathing became heavier, and he moved impatiently.

       “20 ml more every time you move.” The man’s voice came from behind, making Zhuo Yue want to cry.

       “Master, please, uhmn…” he gasped in embarrassment, “I can’t take it anymore…”

       Fang Mingyan slowly pulled out the rectal tube, then inserted a smaller anal plug neatly. He raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said, “From now on, endure it for three minutes.”

       This time, the volume injected was larger than before. The feeling of being filled to the point of being overflowing but unable to release made every second extremely agonizing. Zhuo Yue curled up his body unbearably, going from a soft moan to a cry for mercy, “Master… Ahn… I went to the mall to buy you a gift, but the gift was crushed… I was wrong. I shouldn’t have gone to a place like that without your consent. Master, please forgive me…” He had originally planned to hide it, but now he couldn’t care less and confessed everything one by one.

       There was a smile on the man’s lips, and he deliberately pressed Zhuo Yue’s lower abdomen with his hand and asked, “Didn’t you conspire a confession with Lin Hui to not let me know?”

       Zhuo Yue almost burst into tears and threw away his allies, “I was the wrong Master… I shouldn’t have hidden it from you…”

       In fact, after these three minutes of relief, there were still two more three-minute waiting periods for him. When Zhuo Yue cleaned his body from the inside out and knelt in the cage again, he felt that he had simply escaped from a disaster. He couldn’t guess his master’s thoughts, so he could only focus on looking at him anxiously.

       “What time did you go to bed last night?” Fang Mingyan asked.

       Zhuo Yue didn’t expect him to ask this. He was stunned and replied, “I fell asleep after sending you a text message.”

       “What did you eat for lunch today?”

       “After I got off the plane, I ate a hamburger in the car. I think it was a beef burger.” He was in such a hurry to buy a gift that he ate it in a flash, not even remembering how it tasted.

       The man took the collar he had worn and fastened it around his neck, then hung up the leash. Then, put a blindfold on him.

       Deprived of his sight, Zhuo Yue could not see anything in the darkness before his eyes, and he could not help but tense his body and softly call out, “Master.”

       “I’m here.” Fang Mingyan quickly responded, touching Zhuo Yue’s head with his hand and saying, “Stand up and feel my direction through the leash.”

       It was difficult to judge the direction and speed under such conditions. Zhuo Yue always couldn’t help but want to reach out and touch the front, which resulted in a whip. This time, the man seemed to be using a small leather whip with many tassels, which did not hurt his hand very much. After walking for a while, he completely lost his direction. He could only tell that he was still in the cage from the fact that they didn’t go downstairs.

       He stopped as ordered by his master. His ears could hear some slight sounds, which seemed to be caused by adjusting certain tools, but the specific materials were difficult to distinguish. Then his hands were pulled up to the left and right and locked on something with rings. Based on the size, he guessed it was the execution rack that had been placed in the corner. As the chains were pulled higher, he had to stand on his tiptoes to stay steady.

       Then, all was quiet. Everything had become unknown.

       Zhuo Yue called out again with some panic, “Master…”

       In response, a warm hand slowly slid down from the side of his face, touching his chest, and repeatedly kneaded the two pale rose-coloured bulges, soon making them stand up.

       Such teasing made Zhuo Yue’s cheeks turn crimson, and he moved his body unbearably. At this moment, he felt a pain on the left side of his chest, and something cold was clamped on it. Then, a sudden burst of electricity rushed into his body from the poor nipple, which was painful and numb. In just a moment, he couldn’t help but gasp out in shock.

       “Tell me why you were punished.” Fang Mingyan’s calm voice came from in front of him.

       He had no choice but to admit honestly, “I moved.”

       “Tell me who you belong to.” The man’s voice gradually came from behind him.

       “Everything about me belongs to you, Master, ah──” He was about to reply, but unexpectedly, his buttocks were spread apart, and the man’s fingers coated with lubricant forcefully penetrated from the closed back asshole little by little, and his body instinctively fought it back in a state of total tension.

       “Relax, Slave.” Fang Mingyan stayed behind him and licked the side of his neck with the tip of his tongue, biting and sucking his fair skin like a vampire tasting the taste. He had just used peach-flavoured shower gel on Zhuo Yue, and now his body was filled with a sweet fragrance, which was fascinating. “Everything about you belongs to me, including this.” He deliberately moved his fingers, causing Zhuo Yue to tremble.

       “Hngh…” Zhuo Yue just forced himself to relax a little as the man added an extra finger for convenience. The man pushed deeper and deeper and withdrew slowly, waiting for him to adapt slowly. After losing his vision, his senses seemed to become more acute. Every movement of the man on his asshole was infinitely amplified, causing his body to feel restless. The discomfort of being invaded and the sticky sound of the man’s fingers stirring the lubricant made him moan uncontrollably, and he bit his lower lip in shame.

       “Who allowed you to bite your lip?” Fang Mingyan’s deliberately aggravated movements made him hum again, like the whimpering of a small animal. He didn’t dare bite his lip any more, but he couldn’t hold back his moans any longer. The sounds seemed to carry a warmth that made his body so hot it felt like it was going to burst into flames.

       “Do you like the feeling of me entering your body?” The man twisted his fingers in the small cavity.

       “Master…” Zhuo Yue was made even more embarrassed by such a question, her voice carrying a pleading and appeasing tone tinged with a hint of timidity.

       The protruding fingers pressed slightly hard on a certain part of the inner wall, and Zhuo Yue’s body jerked uncontrollably, and he yelped. At some point, the tip of his raised genitals gradually secreted clear mucus. “Master… please…” There was an obvious tremor in his voice, and he asked for mercy, but he didn’t even know what he was asking for.

       “Answer my question.” The man did not let him go, and once again stimulated his sensitive points in the same way. The squeezed glands brought about a frenzy of desire, making this beautiful body instantly disoriented. The compass of reason completely lost its effectiveness. He raised his face and gasped loudly as he replied, “I like…”

       “What do you like?”

       The man’s other hand began to tease the erect c0ck between his legs. This double stimulation undoubtedly made things worse for Zhuo Yue. He gasped violently and said, “I like… I like you.”

       When he said this sentence completely, his whole body trembled because of shyness.

       He felt the man’s movements pause slightly. Then, the palm holding the front part loosened, and all the fingers that were deep in his body were withdrawn, replaced by a lifeless di-do.

       All the warmth seemed to have disappeared.

       “Master…” he said in a panic, “Are you angry?”

       No respond.

       “Master, I was wrong, Master…” He struggled eagerly and panicked. His chin was suddenly lifted, and then an aggressive kiss fell. At the same time, the di-do behind him suddenly turned on. The man forcefully occupied his mouth, blocked his screams, entangled his lips and tongue, and repeatedly passed over every inch as if to mark territory, greedily taking in his breath. The palm of his hand touched his delicate c0ck again, giving him more stimulation every time. It wasn’t until Zhuo Yue ejaculated tremblingly that he removed the di-do, untied him from the execution rack, and held him in his arms.

       When the blindfold was taken off, Zhuo Yue found that the cage curtains had been lowered, and the room was a little dark. He nuzzled into Fang Mingyan’s arms and asked softly, “Was Master angry just now?”

       “No.” There was a helpless smile on the man’s handsome face, “It’s just that what you said just now made me a little out of control, so I stay away from you for a while.”

       Zhuo Yue understood and pursed his lips with some distress. As a man, he certainly knew how uncomfortable it was to endure desire. Fang Mingyan used to have many slaves around him, and he was very casual in his desires, but now he was the only one around him. However, he was a little repelled by sex, so Fang Mingyan never really entered him and suppressed his desires every time. Even a Dom couldn’t keep calm all the time. Fang Mingyan was obviously aroused by him just now, but he held it back.

       He gritted his teeth, blushed and said shyly, “Master, please… hug me.”

       Fang Mingyan was slightly startled. He let go of him and said, “It’s too early now. Go take a shower.”

       Seeing that he refused, Zhuo Yue was heartbroken, so he boldly stepped forward and pecked the man on the lips. Seeing that the other party didn’t respond, he simply kissed him again without any hesitation. The handsome cheeks were flushed with the blush of having just experienced a wave of love. The naked and warm body was trembling slightly due to nervousness, and the shyness in the corners of the eyes made this raw provocation a bit more seductive and sexy, like a feather falling on the surface of the water rippling with waves.

       Fang Mingyan’s gaze darkened little by little, and his heartbeat gradually increased. He held down the paw that was unbuttoning his shirt and asked in a deep voice, “Have you thought thoroughly about the consequences of teasing me like this?”

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Chapter 48 – Resurrect him with blood

July 6, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 48

 

“Yeah.”

 

Killing evildoers, what’s the mistake in that?

 

But everything in this world has its rules; acting against them is a mistake.

 

Evil spirits have their own laws to punish, not for Kui to act arbitrarily.

 

Si Lan flew over to Kui’s side and advised, “Kui, quickly extinguish the Ephemeral Lamp. Your actions bear heavy guilt. You may not be able to reincarnate again. Don’t you want to continue your karma with Ahu?”

 

“Ahu’s soul has already been torn to pieces by these evil spirits. I’m not afraid of dispersing my own soul. As long as I can kill them!” Kui spoke, his gaze falling on the Ephemeral Lamp. In its core, a faint cluster of light had gathered.

 

These were fragments of Ahu’s soul collected from the evil spirits.

 

Just a bit more, and it would complete Ahu’s entire soul.

 

Once he collected the complete soul, Ahu could be resurrected.

 

Thinking of this, Kui looked towards Si Lan, his blue eyes flickering with an eerie light.

 

“No one can stop me.”

 

“Kui…”

 

Haowei, however, had no intention to reason with Kui here. He directly used magic to pressure Kui. Flames of karma swiftly ignited within the formation, feared even by the fiercest ghosts. Indeed, when the flames reached Kui, pain immediately contorted his face to an extreme, though even in this state, Kui refused to extinguish the Ephemeral Lamp.

 

Struggling for breath, his blue eyes locked through the blazing fire onto Si Lan. When Si Lan met his gaze, his heart skipped a beat. He turned away from Kui, refusing to meet his eyes.

 

Kui seemed overwhelmed with pain, his throat emitting agonized sounds, his body nearly contorting to its limit. Despite all this, Kui still refused to yield. His determination to obliterate the ghosts had surpassed everything.

 

But if this deadlock continued, Kui’s soul would shatter!

 

Helplessly, Si Lan looked to Haowei, whose gaze was cold and indifferent, as though he were observing an inanimate object rather than Kui.

 

At this moment, Yide directly swung his sword, breaking the formation. His figure shot like an arrow into the midst of the flames, rescuing Kui.

 

Already unable to endure, Kui collapsed into Yide’s embrace upon leaving the flames.

 

Yide’s eyes reddened, his arm trembling slightly as he called out Kui’s name, “Kui… Kui, you fool. Is Ahu really worth all this sacrifice from you?”

 

Yide was filled with bitterness at this moment. He had thought Kui’s feelings for Ahu were merely fleeting passion, until he saw Kui’s unwavering determination within the flames. Finally, he understood that Kui truly loved Ahu.

 

He had loved his mount.

 

He never considered Ahu a rival, nor a man. When Jinyun Mountain collapsed, Ahu jumped into the abyss to save Kui, and Yide believed Ahu did it for him.

 

Only when he saw Ahu take on the appearance of a man and embrace Kui did he begin to feel something was amiss.

 

Ahu had developed an inappropriate affection for Kui.

 

But Kui had only had eyes for him before. Yide believed Kui would never change his mind, but he didn’t know what happened during the seven days and nights in the abyss. After Kui came out, he seemed like a different person.

 

Boling once said that he would rather save Kui than let him become like this.

 

But Boling didn’t know that he would rather jump into the abyss that day, disfigured, than stay with Ahu.

 

He really regretted it. He was too late to realize his feelings for Kui. He mistook his attachment to Kui for dependence on his father. By the time he realized his possessiveness and obsession with Kui had surpassed normal emotions, Kui was no longer attached to him.

 

He caused Kui to be heartbroken and Boling to be in pain.

 

He was hopelessly wrong.

 

“Your Majesty, Kui has made such a grave mistake. I am willing to share his punishment. Please spare his life for now. When he wakes up, I will persuade him to extinguish the Ephemeral Lamp.”

 

Haowei stared coldly at him, “Yide, are you sure you can convince him?”

 

“Yes.” Yide finished speaking, paused briefly, and continued, “I am willing to guarantee it with my life.”

 

At these words, Haowei cast a spell that awakened the unconscious Kui.

 

When Kui opened his eyes, the first thing he looked at was the Ephemeral Lamp, his gaze almost obsessive. Yide held Kui’s hand and whispered something in his ear. Kui nodded unexpectedly after hearing it.

 

Seeing this, Haowei furrowed his brow.

 

Supporting his soul about to split apart, Kui flew towards the center of the Ephemeral Lamp, where Ahu’s soul was now in the form of two small clouds of mist curled around the wick. They had been pieced together from the bodies of ghosts.

 

Kui dared not let them know that it was Ahu’s soul inside. He cast a spell, causing the wick to descend and tightly cover the soul.

 

Then, he reached towards the highest point of the Ephemeral Lamp, plucking off a purple-gold bead hanging from it. With a whispered incantation, he controlled the Ephemeral Lamp, and the blue flames within the wick slowly extinguished.

 

In the next moment, the illusion of the Ephemeral Lamps lingering around the Yingtai Island suddenly disappeared, and the figures of the evil spirits seemed to be retracted by some force and vanished into the distant sky.

 

The gap torn from the Jiuyou to the Yingtai was also slowly disappearing until the sky on both sides merged, returning to its indigo base color, and reverting to leisurely white clouds, peaceful as if the terrifying scene had never happened.

 

The Ephemeral Lamp shrank to two feet long, with Kui holding the jade-blue slender handle.

 

Kui’s figure swayed slightly and fell from mid-air. Yide immediately flew forward, embracing his waist and gently landing him on the ground. The cracks on Kui’s face grew larger and larger, and the ghosts were dead, turning into fragrances.

 

But even if he turned into fragrances, he would still have to endure the punishment of the Judgement Platform. However, Kui seemed indifferent to the impending punishment. He looked at the Ephemeral Lamp and murmured with a smile, “To avenge Ahu, even if it’s just a little, I am satisfied.”

 

After saying this, Kui glanced at Haowei, his eyes filled with a willingness to meet death.

 

Yide tightly held Kui’s hand and also looked at Haowei, pleading for Kui, “Your Majesty, it was my momentary jealousy that caused Ahu’s death. Kui, after Ahu’s death, became mentally unstable and acted recklessly, leading to this incident with the Nine Hells’ evil spirits. I failed to supervise him properly, neglecting my duty. Please punish me for my crime.”

 

Upon hearing this, Boling also knelt down and pleaded, “Your Majesty, I am also willing to share the responsibility for Kui. Please give him a chance.”

 

Si Lan fluttered his wings and landed in Haowei’s embrace, his black eyes pitifully looking at Haowei. Though he didn’t speak, his plea was evident in his eyes.

 

Haowei, holding Si Lan, whispered in a voice only they could hear, “As the ruler of the heavenly realm, when I indulge in killing the Nine Hells’ evil spirits, I am also atoning for past sins. Kui is just a servant. Capital punishment can be spared, but the guilt of his actions cannot be evaded.” Moreover, Haowei’s situation with Kui was different.

 

Haowei committed a grave error unknowingly, whereas Kui intentionally killed those evil spirits, bearing severe guilt that simple punishment cannot resolve.

 

Si Lan didn’t expect Haowei to bend the law for personal reasons; he only hoped that when Kui went to the Judgement Platform, he could help Kui avoid the fate of his soul dispersing.

 

“Spared from death is enough,” Si Lan replied softly.

 

Haowei gently stroked Si Lan’s head. When he looked up at Yide and Boling, his face was as cold as frost. He didn’t speak but shifted his gaze to the distant horizon.

 

It seemed that the forced opening of the Gate of Nine Hells, causing the upheaval of countless ghosts, had caught the attention of King Xue Rong of the Underworld. From the distant horizon, Xue Rong came with the wind, accompanied by a massive black aura swirling like claws, displaying his formidable might.

 

Xue Rong landed on Yingtai Island, glanced at Kui, frowned, and then bowed to Haowei, “Your Majesty Haowei.”

 

Haowei raised his hand lightly, and Xue Rong straightened up. His gaze then fell on Si Lan, who stood before Haowei.

 

Si Lan had thought his transformation into his true form would prevent Xue Rong from recognizing him, but the glance from Xue Rong confirmed that he had indeed been recognized. Si Lan greeted Xue Rong with a slight movement of the green tuft at his brow.

 

Approaching closer, Si Lan couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “Pei Yu and Tao Yuan, what about them?”

 

“Everything has been arranged. They have entered reincarnation,” Xue Rong replied.

 

Si Lan nodded in relief. That was good news, but he didn’t notice the darkening expression on Haowei’s face behind him.

 

Haowei’s gaze lingered on Xue Rong for a moment before he slightly furrowed his brow and looked back at Si Lan. Thinking of the scene where their eyes met, a faint tension tightened his lips.

 

They looked like old friends who had known each other for a long time. He suddenly remembered that Si Lan had once mentioned to him, when they were in the mortal realm, that King Xue Rong owed him a favor. At that time, he didn’t think much of it, but now he felt oddly uncomfortable.

 

How many people did Si Lan really know behind his back?

 

How many things had happened that he didn’t know about?

 

Thinking about Si Lan’s over a thousand years of life, of which he had only been involved for a month, and that month was spent with just a strand of Si Lan’s soul, made him feel even more choked up and uneasy.

 

He felt like he had missed out on so much.

 

“Your Majesty, someone used magic to forcibly open the Ghost Gate. I have ordered repairs,” Xue Rong said, pausing briefly before turning to Kui, “However, this attack by the Ephemeral Lamp has destroyed eighty thousand evil spirits, causing chaos among the other Nine Hells’ spirits. My subordinates are still trying their best to suppress them.”

 

Xue Rong had also taken time to come to Yingtai Island to investigate the situation with the Ephemeral Lamp. The Ephemeral Lamp had long been buried in ancient times, disappearing with the fall of Fan Yu, but unexpectedly reappeared in the world, causing such dire consequences.

 

Haowei calmly remarked, “This incident was caused by Kui, but the Ephemeral Lamp was apparently given to him by someone.”

 

As the words fell, Kui lifted his head with almost no aura left, his voice hoarse, “Indeed, the person who gave me this lamp was dressed like a monk.” That person had told him that if anyone asked about his identity, just saying so would suffice.

 

It seemed that this person had already anticipated today’s situation.

 

Haowei and Si Lan exchanged a glance upon hearing this, both thinking of Yu Wuxia. It occurred to them that Yu Wuxia’s appearance on Yingtai Island was likely to deliver the Ephemeral Lamp to Kui.

 

“What else did that person say?” Haowei inquired.

 

“He only told me that the Ephemeral Lamp could slaughter countless ghosts, without mentioning anything else.” Kui held back a bit; that person also told him that the Ephemeral Lamp could collect fragments of Ahu’s soul during the slaughter of ghosts.

 

He didn’t know the person’s exact motives for helping him, but as long as it could resurrect Ahu, it was enough.

 

“Does this monk have a fiery red mark in the center of his brow?” Haowei asked.

 

Kui shook his head, “His figure was hidden in the shadows, his face not very clear. I could only see the silhouette of a monk.”

 

Seeing that further questioning would yield no more information, Haowei ceased his inquiries.

 

Regardless, Kui was persuaded by Yide halfway through, stopping short of making things irreparable.

 

Seeing this, Xue Rong spoke up, “Your Majesty, allow me to take Kui to the Judgement Platform of the Nine Hells.” When demons and monsters err, they are sent to the Judgement Platform by the rulers of their respective realms.

 

Before Haowei could respond, Yide hastily interjected, “Your Majesty, Kui’s soul is on the verge of fragmentation. If he goes to the Judgement Platform, death is certain! I am willing to go in his place.”

 

Kui glanced at Yide beside him, mocking, “Yide, no need for false pretenses. I don’t need you to sacrifice yourself for me like this. Even if my soul disperses, I don’t want any further ties with you.”

 

“Give me a chance at redemption, Kui, let me…”

 

Haowei couldn’t help but rub his brow, interrupting them, “Enough. Whatever your crimes and punishments are, they will be determined by the Judgement Platform.”

 

Boling, standing nearby, wanted to speak but saw the unwavering gaze from Haowei and refrained from saying anything further.

 

Kui sneered as he pushed Yide aside, standing up unsteadily and walking towards Xue Rong. On his pale face, instead of sorrow, there was a hint of imperceptible relief.

 

Si Lan fluttered his wings and landed on Haowei’s shoulder, in a position that caught Kui’s gaze. Kui’s eyes shifted to Si Lan and he smirked silently, uttering two words.

 

“Sorry.”

 

Was he apologizing for taking his blood?

 

Although Kui wasn’t Fan Yu’s reincarnation, he was still Fan Yu’s blood. Si Lan couldn’t bring himself to blame him in the end. Folding his wings, he watched solemnly as Xue Rong took Kui away.

 

The fleeting lamp was left on the ground.

 

Yide carefully picked up the fleeting lamp, staring at it absent-mindedly. A hint of crimson tinged his eyes as memories stirred within.

 

Boling walked over, helping Yide up from the ground. Yide held the fleeting lamp close and said to Haowei, “Your Majesty, I intend to seal the fleeting lamp beneath Yingzhou Island, never to see the light of day again.”

 

“Mm.” Haowei nodded. Calculating the days, tomorrow would mark Yide’s ascension to immortality; it seemed more was yet to unfold.

 

Haowei remained composed. “Yide, Boling, handle this matter. I will take Xiaoqi to rest at the Yunshang Lake.”

 

“Yes.” Yide and Boling nodded in unison.

 

In the next moment, Haowei and Si Lan’s figures disappeared from sight.

 

—

 

Night fell, and the vague moonlight shrouded Yingzhou Island. Peach blossoms drifted down within the island, floating on the sea surface, casting mottled reflections.

 

Inside the main hall, Yide lit the fleeting lamp, lifting the white wick which concealed a soul.

 

Boling approached from behind, carefully carrying a small white jade altar and placing it before Yide.

 

Inside the white jade altar lay blood taken from Si Lan.

 

Frowning, Boling asked curiously, “Can this truly resurrect Ahu?”

 

“The ancient texts record that Yujia’s blood can revive the dead and reshape the flesh. It should be able to resurrect Ahu,” Yide replied. Holding Ahu’s soul, he was about to place it into the white jade altar when suddenly, a figure appeared behind them—Haowei and Si Lan, who had been recuperating at Yunshang Lake.

 

Haowei’s emotionless voice broke the silence of the night, interrupting their conversation.

 

“So that’s how it is.”

 

Yide and Boling stiffened instantly, turning to see Haowei’s face clearly. They exchanged a glance, realizing their plot had been exposed. Immediately, they knelt down and confessed.

 

“Your Majesty, please forgive us!”

 

“What crime have you committed?” Haowei walked slowly towards them, looking at the blood in the white jade altar, his fingers tightening involuntarily, his aura growing heavier.

 

“They extracted so much blood from Si Lan. If not for me channeling spiritual power to help Si Lan, his body would have been ruined!”

 

“Your Majesty, it’s my crime. Boling has no part in this.”

 

“No, Your Majesty, I was the one who caught Xiaoqi and extracted the blood.”

 

“Both of you should think carefully about how to explain your conspiracy with Kui.” Haowei used magic to retrieve the white jade altar into his hands, his gaze cold as he looked at the two immortal lords.

 

Meanwhile, Si Lan fluttered his wings and landed on the white jade altar, glancing at his own blood inside, feeling his head spin once again.

 

They really dared to act against him.

 

Yide’s face paled as Haowei took away the white jade altar, hastily pleading, “Your Majesty, please spare us. I learned that Kui intended to use the fleeting lamp to avenge Ahu, so I suggested using Yujia’s blood to resurrect him. It was I who captured Yujia and personally extracted the blood. To allay your suspicions, I deliberately created a false impression, making you believe the blood was for Kui’s facial restoration, to lower your guard, so I could secretly resurrect Ahu. Everything I did was solely to ensure Kui could find peace before his death, unrelated to anyone else.”

 

Boling wanted to speak but Yide gripped his hand tightly.

 

Boling looked at Yide with reddened eyes, biting his lip in silence.

 

Haowei glanced at them and then turned his gaze to Si Lan, asking, “Is this true?”

 

Si Lan pursed his lips and murmured softly, “Pretty much.”

 

“Oh? So it was Yide who knocked you out and took your blood?”

 

Meeting Haowei’s gaze, Si Lan instantly understood that he had likely long since unraveled the twists and turns of the situation. Just as he was about to speak, Boling raised his head and spoke first, “Your Majesty, it was I who knocked Xiaoqi out and took his blood, so if punishment is to be given, it should be to me.”

 

That night, Kui asked Yide, “Yide, Ahu’s soul was torn to pieces and devoured by the evil spirits of Jiuyou, but do I still have a chance to see him again?” Yide, eyes red, fell silent, until Boling pushed open the door and approached them, saying, “Yes.”

 

They finally devised this plan, with Boling, the least likely to commit such deeds, taking action to capture Si Lan and take his blood. To dispel Haowei and Si Lan’s suspicions, they magically healed Kui’s face and intentionally made Haowei and Si Lan believe the blood had already been used by Kui.

 

After Kui’s death and transformation into a fierce ghost, lighting the fleeting lamp and gathering Ahu’s soul, they anticipated Kui’s inevitable trial and entrusted the fleeting lamp to Yide for safekeeping.

 

Yide revived Ahu, allowing Kui to see Ahu one last time before facing trial.

 

Boling haltingly revealed their scheme, admitting their collusion and involvement in the slaughter of ghosts and the plundering of Yujia’s blood. They would live together or die together.

 

Si Lan had long known it was Boling who took his blood; he had hidden a feather in Boling’s arms, allowing him to sense the feather’s aura even when Boling approached unnoticed.

 

But Si Lan hadn’t expected Haowei to deduce it was Boling.

 

How had Haowei figured it out?

 

After listening to Boling, Haowei turned to Yide with a somewhat mocking tone. “Yide, your indecisiveness and vacillation ruined two people.”

 

Yide smiled bitterly. “Yes.”

 

Seeing him admit it, Haowei chuckled coldly again. Just a few days ago, Yide had been so stubborn, refusing to admit his mistakes. Now, faced with Kui’s death, he finally understood how wrong he had been.

 

“Your Majesty, you can punish me however you see fit, but please, for the sake of my many years guarding Yingzhou Island, allow me to revive Ahu, and let Kui… have some peace of mind before facing trial.” Yide bowed deeply, his head touching the ground, earnestly pleading with Haowei.

 

This once proud immortal lord, now completely shattered his pride for the sake of his loved ones.

 

Instead of answering Yide directly, Haowei turned to Si Lan. “Xiaoqi, what do you think?”

 

Si Lan looked at the blood in the white jade altar with a pained expression, covering his face with his wings in a gesture of helplessness. “Given the circumstances, I can only use my blood to resurrect Ahu.”

 

No wonder his mother had been so adamant about hiding his identity. Those who knew his true nature in this world, for various reasons, all seemed to want to tear him apart, drink his blood, and feast on his flesh.

 

Perhaps his existence was simply an embodiment of desire.

 

People chased after him, only chasing after their own desires.

 

He couldn’t understand why, after his divine demise, he had been reincarnated as Yujia.

 

Knowing himself as he did, if Jun Li had reincarnated, he would have chosen to be an ordinary person, an ordinary cultivator, an ordinary immortal, or even an ordinary ghost, rather than this species that seemed so precious and coveted, yet provoked such greed in everyone.

 

He always felt like the heavens were playing a game with him.

 

Lost in his thoughts, Haowei returned the white jade altar to Yide. Yide placed Ahu’s soul inside, and it instantly consumed the blood, then merged together, emitting a faint but bright white light.

 

Yide quickly placed the white jade altar on the ground, where it cracked open bit by bit. After the white light dissipated, a faint and ethereal form of Ahu emerged.

 

That was Ahu’s appearance.

 

Ah Hu and Yide were completely different men. Yide appeared elegant and ethereal, with an air of immortality and a clean, jade-like appearance. Ah Hu, on the other hand, was robust and powerful, his skin tinged with a yellow hue, exuding a rugged and vigorous masculinity.

 

Ah Hu’s illusion gradually solidified into substance, as if infused with flesh and blood.

 

Seeing this, Si Lan couldn’t help but mutter softly, “Having only one soul and one spirit, wouldn’t he be considered a fool?”

 

Haowei, lost in his thoughts, finally allowed a faint smile to grace his tightly drawn lips.

 

“He’s not exactly a fool, but rather a person whose five aggregates are not yet fully opened, and whose six senses are not complete. However, with the abundant celestial aura of Yingzhou Island, if he cultivates here, he will soon possess the five aggregates and six senses like an ordinary person.”

 

Si Lan nodded thoughtfully.

 

The sturdy man seemed as though he had been in a deep slumber for a long time. As he opened his dark eyes, they were clear and innocent, resembling those of a child. Glancing around, his expression was filled with confusion.

 

Ah Hu had returned to life, yet as Ah Hu reborn, he no longer retained his previous memories, forgetting everything about Kui.

 

Calculating the time, Yide’s voice broke the silence, “Your Majesty, please allow me to take Ah Hu to the underworld to see Kui one last time.”

 

“Mm.”

 

Considering the time, Kui was about to face judgment on the trial platform.

 

—

 

In each realm—Celestial Realm, Demon Realm, and Underworld—there existed a trial platform, presided over by the rulers of each realm.

 

In the Underworld’s trial platform, King Xue Rong led with the twelve ghost marshals, wielding authority over the myriad spirits.

 

Upon death, one might think they could escape culpability, yet even as a ghost, they still had to face judgment on the trial platform.

 

Most spirits who ascended the trial platform faced dispersal of their soul.

 

When Kui’s turn came, however, there was no fear on his face; instead, his eyes searched around as if waiting for something.

 

Upon the high seat, the ghost official finished reciting Kui’s birth date and respectfully reported to Xue Rong, “Your Highness, this ghost’s birth date has been verified; he may ascend the trial platform.”

 

At this moment, Xue Rong cleared his throat uncomfortably, prompting the ghost official to close his book and stand aside, awaiting Xue Rong’s decision.

 

After a moment, Xue Rong spoke, “I didn’t quite catch this ghost’s birth date just now. Recite it again.”

 

The ghost official complied, slowly and deliberately reciting Kui’s birth date. Just as he finished, Haowei and the others arrived with Ah Hu.

 

Upon seeing Ah Hu, Kui’s dull eyes instantly lit up, his breath quickening involuntarily.

 

It was Ah Hu.

 

Ah Hu had truly been reborn.

 

Tears welled up in Kui’s eyes as he quietly watched Ah Hu from afar, while Ah Hu, brought here by someone, still wore a bewildered expression. Yet he could sense that he had been brought here to meet someone, to meet the severe ghost about to ascend the trial platform.

 

Ah Hu looked at Kui, who suddenly smiled.

 

Subsequently, Kui willingly approached the trial platform. Yide had always thought that Kui wanted to revive Ah Hu out of love, but that wasn’t the case. He simply felt deeply sorry for Ah Hu; the most he could do for him was to ensure that Ah Hu could live well.

 

Now, with Ah Hu’s soul devoid of past memories, he would live like a clean slate from now on.

 

Kui closed his eyes, standing in the middle of the trial platform. Having fulfilled his wish, he remained serene, calmly accepting the impending punishment.

 

After the ghost official finished reciting Kui’s various crimes, thunder suddenly roared above the trial platform. Rolling thunder, accompanied by fierce winds, descended like a white sword qi toward Kui.

 

At that critical moment, Yide suddenly leaped forward, embracing Kui and shielding him from the thunder’s strike.

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Chapter 170 – Limited Edition Potatoes

July 6, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 170 – Limited Edition Potatoes

 

Since returning from Dragon Valley, Jian Luo has been somewhat absent-minded.

 

Lu Shifeng said, “Worrying won’t help.”

 

Jian Luo sat on a chair outside their room. The lounge overlooked a large garden where he could see some scenery outside. These days, he often lay in this chair, looking towards Dragon Valley. Lu Shifeng was not entirely unprepared for this epiphany; most of his time was spent at the training ground, and his secretary even helped postpone most of his schedule and official duties.

 

Today, Lu Shifeng returned early.

 

Jian Luo sat in the chair handling official matters. Sometimes, even after work, he had to deal with these affairs. Things were never-ending. Even when he returned home, he still had to manage data from various places, handle sudden situations, client issues, production problems—all requiring his decision-making.

 

Lu Shifeng had just finished bathing and sat beside Jian Luo. “You handle all these things yourself?”

 

Jian Luo looked up. “Hmm?”

 

“How many capable people do you have under you?” Lu Shifeng asked. “What are they doing?”

 

Jian Luo hesitated. “There are some factory directors who collect and report issues to me.”

 

Lu Shifeng asked, “What’s the point of their existence? Just collecting problems?”

 

Jian Luo looked at his serious face and suddenly realized the problem. He seemed to have few capable subordinates; many minor issues didn’t need to be brought to him personally, yet he still had to handle them.

 

Lu Shifeng said, “Managing these people doesn’t mean you should handle everything yourself. You need to cultivate people, provide general guidelines, and correct mistakes promptly, not let these things tie you down.”

 

Jian Luo started to understand. “But I’m afraid they won’t handle it properly…”

 

“Then they shouldn’t be in those positions. Find capable people who can.” Lu Shifeng’s gaze focused on Jian Luo. “Talented individuals shouldn’t be buried, and positions don’t necessarily follow seniority. The capable should rise to the top, understand?”

 

Jian Luo felt enlightened by his words.

 

Before, he felt exhausted with no one to share the burden. But after Lu Shifeng spoke, he felt a sense of clarity.

 

Jian Luo said, “Then I’ll hire an assistant tomorrow, and as for the factory matters, I’ll review the personnel again.”

 

Lu Shifeng gently touched Jian Luo’s slightly thin face. His voice was solemn, “Am I being meddlesome?”

 

“How could you be!”

 

Jian Luo rubbed against Lu Shifeng’s hand affectionately. “I know you’re doing this for my own good.”

 

A hint of a smile appeared in Lu Shifeng’s eyes as he gazed at Jian Luo, noticing his recent weight loss. “For many business matters you don’t understand, consult Nie Yan. Despite his profit-driven nature, he is still your boss.”

 

Jian Luo obediently nodded. “I understand.”

 

“When faced with issues, discuss with others instead of stubbornly resisting.” Lu Shifeng patted his head. “They will help you.”

 

Jian Luo didn’t want to hear more, feeling as if he were receiving final instructions.

 

In the evening, the sunset cast its glow upon them. Jian Luo hugged Lu Shifeng around the waist, burying his face in his chest. He murmured, “I want to consult with you all the time.”

 

Showing some spoiled and unreasonable traits, Lu Shifeng’s eyes held a helpless smile. He patted Jian Luo’s back. “You’re still acting like a child at your age. Did you learn this from our son?”

 

“No.”

 

Jian Luo justified himself. “He learned it from me.”

 

…

 

Late at night

 

Jian Luo lay on the bed, his brows tightly furrowed. His forehead was dotted with fine sweat, like delicate droplets of water. He curled up, even trembling slightly.

 

Suddenly—

 

He woke abruptly from his dream, sitting up.

 

The soft bed helped him gradually come to his senses, but the scene he saw in his dream was unsettling. It was a dim place where his child was playing around, wings injured, surrounded by a pack of wolves. The dragon cub’s cries of distress woke him from the dream.

 

Lu Shifeng held Jian Luo’s cold hand. Sitting up, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

 

Jian Luo’s heart was racing irregularly as he slowly said, “It’s nothing, just a nightmare. You go back to sleep; I’ll wash my face to clear my head.”

 

Lu Shifeng got up and turned on the light.

 

When Jian Luo returned, Lu Shifeng handed him warm water. “Still worried?”

 

“No.” Jian Luo stubbornly maintained, “Just had a bad dream.”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at him meaningfully but said no more. “Go to sleep.”

 

Jian Luo didn’t feel like talking anymore. He nodded and went to sleep. Lu Shifeng embraced him, his warmth providing Jian Luo with a sense of security. He didn’t have any more nightmares for the rest of the night, falling asleep nestled in Lu Shifeng’s arms.

 

…

 

Next day

 

After careful selection, Jian Luo chose an assistant for himself named Qing’er.

 

Qing’er’s family has only one daughter, whom they spared no expense to nurture. Since childhood, Qing’er has been attending school, and even as she grew up, she studied at a prestigious academy in Sky City. It was these conditions that allowed her to mingle with the aristocrats of Dark Star. However, Qing’er remained level-headed; she didn’t become arrogant because of this, nor did she give up on herself due to past relationships.

 

On her first day on duty, she didn’t bend the rules just because of her private relationship with Jian Luo.

 

“Boss, here’s our schedule for today.” Qing’er neatly organized the documents, saying, “If there’s anything that needs to be rescheduled, please let me know in advance so I can rearrange the timing.”

 

Jian Luo glanced over it and smiled, “No problem.”

 

Qing’er, dressed neatly in professional attire, brought in freshly brewed herbal tea with respect, “My office is outside, mainly responsible for assisting you with front-line document screening. If you need anything, just call for me directly.”

 

“Alright,” Jian Luo replied.

 

Qing’er turned to leave.

 

Jian Luo added, “Thank you for your great help.”

 

“You’re welcome. It’s because of the opportunity you’ve given me. I believe we won’t stop here in the future,” Qing’er said with a wink, “This position will be highly sought after, so I’ll perform well and won’t disappoint the leadership.”

 

Jian Luo chuckled helplessly, “Go ahead.”

 

With Qing’er on board, the work for the day became much easier. There were no more trivial annoyances to deal with, and now, with fewer hands in Paradise, the vegetables from the planting base were mostly directed to the factory, resulting in very few entering the market. Previously, the people of Dark Star had disregarded vegetables, but with Jian Luo and more food bloggers showcasing Earth vegetables in videos, this attitude began to change.

 

From initially not caring to being unable to buy them.

 

“You actually managed to buy potatoes!”

 

“Who can afford them now?”

 

“Let’s just get some chips to satisfy ourselves.”

 

“Too expensive, and always out of stock. Even if you have the money, you can’t buy them.”

 

Slowly, vegetables became luxury items, with potatoes being the hardest to find. The food processing plant in Paradise needed large quantities of potatoes daily, so fewer made it to the market. Because of this, the market regulators of Dark Star commissioned Nie Yan to discuss with Jian Luo.

 

By the time Jian Luo arrived at Moonlight, it was already evening.

 

Nie Yan was still dressed lavishly, sitting on the couch. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Jian Luo, “Here?”

 

“Boss.”

 

Jian Luo obediently poured tea for Nie Yan, “It’s been busy these days, and I was just about to come see you.”

 

“Enough of that.” Mr. Nie said leisurely, “Do you know why I’m looking for you?”

 

Jian Luo wasn’t afraid. With his shares in Moonlight’s chips and food factories, Jian Luo took the lion’s share of the profit. It was a shared interest, and Nie Yan was his boss. He could say he was a half disciple, and how a master would treat his disciple.

 

Lu Shifeng said to Jian Luo, “Touch them.”

 

Jian Luo reached out and touched. It was a strange sensation, and for a moment, he seemed to see a scene where his children were in a valley. Despite their rough appearance, they were unhurt, grown bigger and stronger. They were sleeping, obediently finding secluded spots to rest.

 

Lu Shifeng’s voice came from beside him, “Do you see them?”

 

Jian Luo snapped out of it, looking at Lu Shifeng, emotions swirling inside him. His eyes reddened as he nodded, “Yes.”

 

“You don’t have to worry now. Can you go back to sleep?” Lu Shifeng looked at him, a hint of helplessness in his expression. “Feeling better?”

 

Jian Luo was slightly surprised and even a bit embarrassed as he looked at Lu Shifeng. “You knew about me…”

 

“You wear your heart on your sleeve. How could I not see it?” Lu Shifeng said gently. “It’s just that this vision isn’t something that happens every time. Even if you come tomorrow, you might not see it.”

 

It was the third day since the children had left. Perhaps Lu Shifeng had been planning to bring him here for a while.

 

Jian Luo felt touched. “Then, can I come here to see you in the future?”

 

He expected Lu Shifeng to agree, but Lu Shifeng said instead, “Don’t come.”

 

Jian Luo was puzzled.

 

“The Dragon King’s illusion is different from theirs.” Lu Shifeng gently stroked Jian Luo’s face and whispered softly, “Don’t look. I promise you, I’ll come back as soon as possible.”

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Chapter 169 – The Cubs Enter the Illusion Realm

July 6, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 169 – The Cubs Enter the Illusion Realm

 

There was suddenly a hint of awkwardness in the air, not that everything was fine, but rather the atmosphere fell silent.

 

Jian Luo almost couldn’t contain his frustration, nearly displaying it on his face, as he glared at Lu Shifeng. “If you sensed something wrong with the taste, why did you still drink it?”

 

Lu Shifeng glanced at him with indifferent eyes that seemed to carry a hint of menace, his expression clearly stating, “Are you teaching me how to do things?”

 

Jian Luo backed down.

 

Lu Shifeng remarked, “The taste is acceptable.”

 

Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng in shock.

 

Lu Shifeng pushed the bowl aside and calmly said, “But I don’t need it.”

 

“…”

 

Jian Luo felt a lump in his throat.

 

Aya nearby caught on to the situation and looked at Jian Luo meaningfully, clicking her tongue. “Luo Luo is quite lucky.”

 

Jian Luo almost wanted to retort but held back, considering that Lu Shifeng might really twist his neck. Survival instinct silenced him.

 

Lu Shifeng adjusted his tie and glanced at Jian Luo. “You took the wrong person’s soup. Apologize.”

 

Jian Luo hurriedly said, “Sorry, Aya.”

 

Aya waved her hand. “It’s okay, Luo Luo, don’t worry about it. It’s just a bowl of soup.”

 

Lu Shifeng, sitting there like an elder, raised his eyebrows and looked meaningfully at Jian Luo. “When you make a mistake, you should take responsibility.”

 

Jian Luo tentatively suggested, “Aya, how about I compensate you with another pot?”

 

Aya chuckled nervously, “No need, Luo Luo, it’s just a bowl of soup. If you want more, I have plenty.”

 

“…”

 

No thanks necessary.

 

Jian Luo turned to Lu Shifeng, who said, “Hmm, and you also need to take responsibility.”

 

In Lu Shifeng’s mouth, these four people seemed to evoke a sense of inappropriate fascination, leaving Jian Luo flushed. He glared at Lu Shifeng, tempted to kick him, but the consequences were too dire. Lu Shifeng was simply insufferable; he didn’t seem to tire, never backing down unless Jian Luo was practically dying.

 

Normally, this would be fine on Dark Star, but if it continued tonight, the entire tribe—no, everyone—would know he couldn’t get out of bed. After thinking it through, Jian Luo felt he had to take Lu Shifeng somewhere to expend some energy.

 

Jian Luo stood up. “You haven’t really explored Earth, have you?”

 

Lu Shifeng seemed to read his mind. “So?”

 

“Let’s go, I’ll show you around.” Jian Luo gestured to leave, looking for the children. “The cubs are here for the first time too. I’ll take them out to play. The nearby forests are developed, with no large beasts, and the tribe patrols and hunts daily. It’s safe.”

 

Most importantly, with Lu Shifeng around, even large beasts wouldn’t be an issue.

 

“Let’s go,” Lu Shifeng agreed.

 

As Jian Luo stepped out, the three cubs were observing a butterfly. Such creatures didn’t exist on Dark Star; the butterfly’s wings shimmered in the sunlight, patterns naturally carved by nature, exquisite and unattainable. When they landed on a flower, they appeared fragile yet dazzling.

 

Thinking the cubs liked butterflies, Jian Luo said, “You can touch them, but don’t catch them. They’ll die if they’re kept confined.”

 

Long Aotian was delighted to see his father and pointed at the butterfly’s wings, making a noise.

 

His sister turned to Jian Luo. “Wings.”

 

“Wings,” her delicate childlike voice was soft. “Pretty.”

 

The second youngest dragon didn’t talk much, but he expressed himself at appropriate times. “We have wings too, but we can’t fly.”

 

That’s what Long Aotian meant; his younger brother beat him to it.

 

Thinking about the Realm of Transformation, Jian Luo’s home had undergone all sorts of trials except for him within a year. Lu Shifeng was already worried; it was the cubs’ first visit. With so much at stake, Jian Luo couldn’t help but worry. He didn’t even know if the Dragon Clan had informed these three children.

 

Lu Shifeng slowly crouched down. Facing the cubs, he spoke solemnly, “Only the strong have the right to fly.”

 

All three cubs looked at their father.

 

“The Dragon God won’t favor useless children.” Lu Shifeng’s eyes were calm. “Only through personal strength can you achieve what you desire.”

 

These were words Lu Shifeng dared to say to these three little highnesses. Only here, under their father’s guidance, could they experience the hardships of life.

 

“I don’t have beggars for children. If you want something, go get it yourselves.”

 

The dragon cubs felt their worldview shaken, instinctively wanting to look at their father, who loved them so much and might say a few words on their behalf. Jian Luo, however, stood silently behind Lu Shifeng, saying nothing. The three cubs glanced at each other, seeming to understand and yet not.

 

Jian Luo crouched down and touched their little heads. “Do you know how butterfly wings grow?”

 

The little dragon cubs shook their heads.

 

“Butterflies don’t start out flying,” Jian Luo explained. “Initially, they’re just a cocoon, completely shrouded in darkness. They sleep inside, and when they want to come out, it’s very difficult and painful. They have to bite through their cocoon and struggle out slowly.”

 

The little dragon cubs listened intently to the story, even showing pained expressions when difficulties were mentioned.

 

Jian Luo’s voice was gentle and soothing, carrying a reassuring tone. “They endure pain with resilience. They understand that survival isn’t easy, that achieving the sky and light comes at a painful cost. Only after they’ve exhausted all efforts to break free from the cocoon can they gain the ability to fly.”

 

The children, their pure hearts showing empathy, murmured, “The butterflies are so pitiful.”

 

Jian Luo smiled. “Butterflies don’t see themselves as pitiful. They feel proud of their wings, knowing they earned them through effort.”

 

The dragon cubs understood.

 

Long Aotian declared, “The cubs will also work hard.”

 

“To overcome difficulties and earn wings through effort,” summarized the sister, “that’s not pitiful.”

 

The second youngest cut to the chase, “Where’s the cocoon?”

 

Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng.

 

Lu Shifeng picked up the three cubs and started walking out. As they walked, he said, “Two months from now, we’ll send you into the cocoon in the Dragon Valley Illusion Realm. Through trials, you’ll receive the blessing of the Mother Tree and gain your wings.”

 

Jian Luo felt nervous, worried about how the children might feel.

 

But Lu Shifeng’s children were anything but ordinary. Upon hearing they were going to the Dragon Valley to find their wings, they were ecstatic!

 

“Then we can fly.”

 

“We can be as powerful as Dad.”

 

“Yeah, we’re going to bite through the cocoon!”

 

They were enthusiastic, bounding around as if they had inexhaustible energy when they reached the mountain.

 

Jian Luo couldn’t help but smile wryly. “They accepted it so easily and without fear.”

 

Lu Shifeng said, “They won’t fail, and there won’t be any issues.”

 

“Why?”

 

Lu Shifeng looked down at Jian Luo, his red eyes deep and solemn. He said softly, “Because they are filled with hope and light, unlike me.”

 

…

 

Silence fell around them suddenly.

 

Jian Luo’s heart clenched sharply, a sharp pain spreading through him. He felt tears welling up, recalling the documentary Silver Gray had shown him. He couldn’t fathom how painful and agonizing those years with Lu Shifeng must have been, and what unimaginable burdens he had borne.

 

Seeing Jian Luo about to cry again, Lu Shifeng softened. “I won’t fail in the third Realm of Transformation.”

 

Jian Luo asked, “Why?”

 

Lu Shifeng reached out to wipe a tear from Jian Luo’s eye, his voice gentle. “Now I have the will to live and the light I want to pursue. The second Realm of Transformation was to take responsibility for the Dragon Clan. The third Realm of Transformation, for you and the children, I will fulfill my duty as a husband.”

 

Jian Luo’s eyelashes trembled, and tears began to fall.

 

Lu Shifeng leaned down and kissed his forehead tenderly, his voice gentle and low. “Just as the butterfly breaks free for the light, I want you.”

 

The afternoon in the forest was peaceful and warm. The spring breeze carried a hint of sweet floral scent. The gentle aroma surrounded them as sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees. Jian Luo held Lu Shifeng close, whispering softly, “I’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes.”

 

Lu Shifeng smiled and caressed Jian Luo’s head, as if sealing a promise. “Alright.”

 

…

 

Since that day, the cubs seemed to have grown up all of a sudden.

 

Previously unwilling to attend classes or study, Jian Luo no longer received reports from the teachers about the little highnesses. They would finish breakfast on their own in the morning and head to combat training. Among the three cubs, the sister had the weakest body, and Lu Shifeng often trained her separately.

 

Lu Shifeng said, “You’re different from them. Your agility and intelligence are your greatest strengths. In battle, don’t engage in prolonged fights. Use weapons and the surrounding terrain, find the opponent’s weaknesses, strike swiftly and accurately.”

 

The sister learned quickly.

 

She was extremely intelligent; while her brothers were still digesting many things, she had already grasped them. Although she lacked in stamina and strength, after several simulated battles, many teachers remarked on her exceptional reflexes and ability to store energy, hiding her strength until the crucial moment.

 

The three cubs were fully prepared for their cocoon trials.

 

Half a month later…

 

A crowd gathered at the entrance to the Dragon Valley’s Illusion Realm. Today was the day the three young highnesses of the Dragon Clan would enter the realm.

 

Jian Luo held the three children close, reluctant to let them go. He kept advising, “Don’t resist head-on; if you can’t win, run. Look for opportunities slowly, like hunting, as Dad taught you. Don’t starve; if injured, remember to find medicine and bandage yourself. Be cautious when sleeping at night, find a hidden place…”

 

He rambled on, his worry as a mother hen in full display.

 

Unexpectedly, the cubs comforted Jian Luo in return. Long Aotian grunted discontentedly, hopped off the ground, and turned in circles, puffing his chest to show he was a tough cub. His sister rubbed against Dad, while the second youngest obediently stayed in Jian Luo’s arms, silently comforting him.

 

Lu Shifeng walked over and said, “It’s time to go in.”

 

The three cubs jumped down and glanced back at their parents before leaping into the Illusion Realm without hesitation.

 

Jian Luo’s heart felt suddenly empty. He held back tears, barely managing to say, “How long until they come back?”

 

Lu Shifeng replied, “Anywhere from a few months to a year.”

 

“Doesn’t that mean you might go in before they even come out?” Jian Luo was shocked.

 

Lu Shifeng nodded. “That’s possible.”

 

Jian Luo trembled again. At this moment, he hoped desperately that the Sacred Tree would show mercy to his husband. He was truly terrified, filled with fear.

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Chapter 37 – Gift

July 5, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       The next hour, Zhuo Yue was pinned down by Fang Mingyan on the desk, thoroughly discussing the issue of who should marry whom. Under the man’s skilful hands, his eyes welled up with arousal, and he was allowed to ejaculate until he finally cried and begged for mercy. Fang Mingyan knew he had been busy with work lately, so after a little training, he stopped his hands, took him to shower, and tucked him into bed wrapped in a soft, warm blanket.

       The matter of signing the contract was over, and he never mentioned it again.

       In the following days, both of them were very busy. Zhuo Yue’s new drama “So I Love You” in which he starred, was about to premiere nationwide, and he spent most of the month flying around for promotional activities. Fang Mingyan was busy acquiring a cutting-edge film and television company and had been working long hours. They could only stay in touch through phone calls. Sometimes, Zhuo Yue would send him text messages during breaks or short videos, sharing delicious food, fun things, beautiful scenes, and other small things that interested him, providing brief relaxation for Fang Mingyan’s tense and weary nerves.

       Fenglan also extended a symbol of peace to that company, intending to compete with Huasheng, and the multi-party involvement made the acquisition process tumultuous. When the finalized proposal was eventually settled after repeated negotiations that night, it was already two o’clock in the morning. Fang Mingyan navigated past his secretary, who had fallen asleep on the desk, walked through the corridor, and brewed a cup of coffee in the pantry. The pantry’s mounted TV was still on, and an interview was being replayed inside. The camera switched to focus on the quiet man sitting next to the director as the host directed a question towards him.

       He took the phone and smiled.

       It was as if a warm breeze had sprung up out of nowhere, dyed with the fragrance of flowers and carrying the chirping of birds. It was clean, clear, beautiful and natural. He just spoke slowly, his warm lips opening and closing, and his black eyes shining brightly.

       Fang Mingyan held the cup in one hand and put the other in his pocket. He looked at Zhuo Yue on the screen and gently curved the corners of his lips.

       The secretary, who hurriedly jogged over, said with a frightened face, “Chairman Fang, if you want to drink coffee, just call me.”

       “It’s okay. You can take a rest.” He finished his coffee and walked out. “It’s nice to come to the pantry once in a while, it puts you in a pleasant mood.”

       The secretary looked at the pantry in confusion, then at his back in confusion, and scratched her head in confusion. What was there to enjoy about this place? Was the boss confused because he stayed up late?

       After finishing the promotion of the new drama, Zhuo Yue saw the news that Huasheng successfully acquired the film and television company on the plane back to K City, and he laughed out loud with joy. Even though he was not around, Fang Mingyan rarely mentioned his hard work to him, but he could imagine the hard work the man put into it. He wanted to celebrate well, so after getting off the plane, he disguised himself and took Lin Hui to the mall to buy gifts.

       He lowered the brim of his hat and wore sunglasses to avoid the crowd carefully. He then quietly slipped into Tower A of the Golden Eagle Building and went straight to the Montblanc counter. Zhuo Yue knew that Fang Mingyan was used to using this brand of signature pen, and he secretly hoped that men would think of him when using it. So he picked a limited edition model with a black base and silver stripes. He watched the clerk package it delicately and put it carefully in Lin Hui’s bag. Then, he happily went downstairs.

       As luck would have it, when he walked out of the counter, he was recognised by several girls who came to shop. “Ah, my God! It’s Zhuo Yue!”

       “Look, it’s Zhuo Yue himself!”

       The girl’s screams and the gesture of taking out her mobile phone to take pictures and watch instantly attracted more people’s attention.

       Zhuo Yue’s popularity has reached a new high after several dramas, and he would get into trouble if he exposed his identity in public. He took the pen handed over by one of the girls and whispered, “I’m here today for a private trip. Please don’t make any noise, okay?” Then he signed autographs for several girls and met their requests for photos. The girls were so excited that they nodded repeatedly.

       However, things developed beyond his expectations. Apparently, one of the girls had uploaded a photo online. When Zhuo Yue and Lin Hui’s elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, they were blocked inside by a crowd of fans gathered at the entrance. The elevator, designed to hold eleven people, was overloaded, causing it to emit warning sounds. Lin Hui shouted, “Get out! If you keep pushing, there will be an accident!” while spreading his arms to shield Zhuo Yue. Those in front heard and tried to retreat, but those in the back continued to push forward. Zhuo Yue saw a girl near him being squeezed against the elevator door, her arm still outside, crying out in pain. He reached out to help her, but as soon as he did, it triggered a wave of excited screams. Several hands grabbed his arm, pulling it in different directions, making him lurch to one side. Panicked, he tried to pull his arm back, but the fans held on tightly, their nails digging into his flesh, causing sharp pain.

       The scene was very chaotic for a while.

       Fortunately, the building’s security personnel arrived in time to maintain order and disperse the gathered fans. They escorted Zhuo Yue to the VIP lounge and immediately called a doctor. Although there were no injuries, the scratches and bruises on his right arm were still very obvious. Zhuo Yue knew he couldn’t hide them, so he had to send a text message to Fang Mingyan, emphasizing that he was safe now and was not injured.

       The reply came quickly.

       “Go home, immediately.”

 

       On the way back to Hanguan, Zhuo Yue felt very uneasy. When he stood in front of Fang Mingyan and was gazed at by those eyes as deep as the abyss, he lowered his head even more nervously. He secretly glanced at Lin Hui beside him, who was also stiff and did not even dare to take a breath.

       Low air pressure throughout the house indicated that the homeowner was in an extremely bad mood. The man sat on the sofa and left them both alone for a while before slowly speaking, “Lin Hui, didn’t I say that all his itineraries must be reported to me?” There was a strong sense of oppression in his calm tone, which made him feel uncomfortable, and Zhuo Yue became nervous unconsciously.

       “Yes, you did.” Lin Hui admitted guiltily, “Chairman Fang, it was my fault that I didn’t think well enough to take Yue ge to a public place, so he got hurt.”

       “I forced him to go.” Seeing that he was taking all the blame on himself, Zhuo Yue couldn’t help but interject. But when he met Fang Mingyan’s gaze, he immediately lost a lot of confidence, and his voice became softer and softer, “I just wanted to buy something, but I didn’t expect to be recognised… I was wrong…” He said, like a radio that had run out of batteries, and then completely stopped talking. His eyes trembled, and he lowered his head.

       “Are you finished?” The man looked at him calmly and asked.

       Zhuo Yue nodded stiffly.

       “Wait for me on the fourth floor.” The brief commanding tone carried a sense of oppression that could not be disobeyed. Zhuo Yue took a deep look at Lin Hui and went upstairs silently.

       Fang Mingyan’s eyes slowly swept across Lin Hui, who was standing in front of him, and he said unhurriedly, “The reason why I put you next to him is because you have a very good character; you put artists first, you are responsible and… It’s very good that you have a brotherly relationship with him, but as an assistant, blindly obeying the artist’s inappropriate demands almost led to serious consequences,” he said with a frown. “And I will never allow him to keep a negligent assistant.”

       Lin Hui’s heart trembled. In fact, he still felt waves of lingering fear. If today’s situation hadn’t been controlled in time, not only could Zhuo Yue’s arm have been scratched or even broken by the fans, but the elevator might also have collapsed from the excessive weight. Not anticipating these serious consequences was indeed his negligence. Bowing his head, he spoke with guilt, “Chairman Fang, I promise this won’t happen again. Could you please give me another chance?”

       He couldn’t bear it. Zhuo Yue was truly an easygoing artist who had always been kind to him. Even on tough sets, he always made sure to save a portion of whatever he was eating for Lin Hui. When he heard that Lin Hui’s mother was in poor health, he specially asked someone to bring back traditional Chinese medicine from another place as a gift. Lin Hui was wholeheartedly devoted to him and absolutely did not want to work with any other artist. Therefore, his plea was sincere and earnest.

       “I can give you a chance.” Fang Mingyan looked at him and said, “If you can give a reasonable explanation for bringing artists into public places without permission today.”

       Lin Hui swallowed, glanced upstairs with some embarrassment, and said nothing.

       The man smiled lightly, “I’ll give you a minute to think about it.”

       In terms of psychological warfare, Lin Hui was no match for Fang Mingyan. When he was frightened, he panicked and silently recited “Yue ge, I’m sorry to you” three times, finally reluctantly admitting all the causes and consequences. While explaining, “The packaging box of the gift was crowded by fans, Yue ge asked me to re-wrap it tomorrow, so he asked me to hide it from you for the time being…” while taking out the crumpled gift from the bag.

       Fang Mingyan took the cardboard box with a gentle warmth in his eyes.

       He knew what was inside. Not long after the mall elevator blockage incident occurred, Fang Mingyan received a call from Tang Can and made a detailed report on when Zhuo Yue arrived at the mall, what he bought, and his injuries.

       But he didn’t expect that this gift was meant for him.

       The silver flower, carefully folded on the black outer packaging, had already fallen off, and the box was crushed and deformed, looking quite pitiful. He unwrapped it, held the pen in his hand for a moment, and said, “I’ll keep this. Make sure nothing like this ever happens again, understood?”

       Lin Hui nodded hurriedly and said, “I will definitely put Yue ge’s safety first in the future.”

       “How has Zhuo Yue’s schedule been arranged in the past two days?”

       He took out his notebook and flipped through it, “Tomorrow afternoon, there’s an online interaction, then two days off, and after that…”

       “Clear his schedule for the next three days.”

       “Ah?” Lin Hui reacted and said immediately, “Then I will contact the website later to push back the schedule.” Then he asked cautiously, “These three days…”

       The man glanced at him and said, “He will be staying here for those three days. You can go back.”

       Lin Hui came to the door and stopped again. After holding it in for a long time, he blurted out a sentence, “Chairman Fang, Yue ge, he really likes you.”

       “I know.” Fang Mingyan’s eyes felt a little warm. After sending Lin Hui away, he walked upstairs and opened the black door.

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Chapter 168 – The Magical Herbal Soup

July 5, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 168 – The Magical Herbal Soup

 

The spaceship landed.

 

Compared to the last time Jian Luo visited, Earth’s environment seemed much improved. It appeared they had arrived in winter; after this short month, spring had come. Life was beginning to thrive again; tree leaves sprouted tender shoots. Looking down from above, the world was a vibrant green, the azure sea shimmering, a scene that brought joy to the heart.

 

The spaceship landed not far from the village. Many indigenous residents were working, and nearby were Jian Luo’s newly planned buildings and courtyard areas. The original dwellings in the village were mostly thatched huts, and naturally, the locals were curious about the new houses.

 

“Beep, cabin doors are now open.”

 

The mechanical voice sounded, and the ship’s doors slowly opened, allowing a group of eager young people longing for Earth to orderly disembark.

 

“Wow.”

 

“Why does this air feel so sweet?”

 

“I feel so comfortable, my goodness.”

 

“It feels like I’m dreaming.”

 

If you’ve lived on Earth all your life, you wouldn’t notice the air having a taste. But for aliens who came from elsewhere, the difference was clear. Jian Luo’s body belonged to the 21st century, so he wasn’t as sensitive to the air, but these children were different. Having adapted to the atmosphere of the Dark Star, returning here naturally shocked them in various ways.

 

Jian Luo had already contacted his younger brother to come pick them up.

 

The teenage boy had grown tall quickly. Jian Sheng now mainly worked in research and assisted in breeding. After attending Jian Luo’s grand wedding, he hurried back overnight. He looked as though he had just come from the fields, still wearing a sun hat, his skin tanned.

 

People in Peace Paradise recognized Jian Sheng and warmly greeted him:

 

“Ah Sheng.”

 

“Hey, looking sharp, young man.”

 

“Ah Sheng, we’re here.”

 

There was a lively atmosphere as everyone greeted each other. Jian Sheng was also delighted to see familiar faces from the village, embracing them and catching up.

 

Jian Luo said to them, “Let’s head back first. Everyone’s been on the ship for two days and must be tired. Let’s rest early today and visit tomorrow.”

 

He made the decision, and naturally, no one objected.

 

While others rested, Jian Luo went down to the grassroots level to chat with the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor about recent developments. To his surprise, he found the old doctor chatting with a simple old lady, both laughing and chatting amiably.

 

After listening for a while, just as they seemed about to finish, Jian Luo couldn’t help but cough lightly to get their attention.

 

Smiling, Jian Luo said, “It looks like you’re doing well.”

 

The old Chinese medicine doctor replied seriously, “So-so.”

 

Seeing his ruddy complexion and the glow in his face, completely unlike the stagnant water at Paradise, Jian Luo genuinely felt happy for him. Without revealing his thoughts, he changed the subject and asked about the progress of their research here.

 

The old Chinese medicine doctor handed over some observation records and said, “We’ve expanded the subjects for our experiments. Several groups of people are showing improvements in their constitutions. If everything goes well, we should be able to complete the treatment by the end of this month, and conception won’t be an issue.”

 

Jian Luo nodded, “You’ve worked hard.”

 

The old Chinese medicine doctor waved it off, “Not hard at all.” Holding his wolfberry tea, he sat down in a rocking chair, “The ones working hard are those young people toiling in the fields all day. This old bone of mine can’t keep up.”

 

Jian Luo smiled wryly.

 

He had thought that was it, but then the old doctor added, “There’s another matter you need to consider in advance.”

 

Jian Luo asked, “What is it?”

 

“We’re short on manpower.” The old Chinese medicine doctor sighed, “There weren’t many indigenous people on Earth to begin with. Even with all the households together, we probably won’t have enough medicinal herbs for more than a few hundred people for a few courses. Once successful after this month, there’ll likely be even more Dark Star people in need of herbs.”

 

Jian Luo had already considered this possibility.

 

He said, “Factories on Earth also need people. The group we brought today is the largest batch we could spare. In fact, my mother is also planning to recruit. I’ve contacted some investment planets, planning to open a chain of food and beverage stores. But manpower is equally lacking.”

 

Once a loner, Jian Luo had managed himself well and never thought of anything else, let alone imagined his business would grow so large as to need more people.

 

The old Chinese medicine doctor suggested, “Recruit.”

 

Jian Luo chuckled, “Recruit people from the Dark Star?”

 

Proud Dark Star people would never be enslaved.

 

The old Chinese medicine doctor reclined in his rocking chair, “Look into it. The recruitment notice isn’t mandatory. Those who are willing to come will naturally be good.”

 

Jian Luo nodded. He already had suitable candidates in mind. Previously, when he had his baby, people from a tribe on a planet had taken very good care of him and Lu Shifeng. Later, due to some mishandled issues, he wanted to bring those people here to Earth, if they were willing.

 

…

 

After their chat, Jian Luo rested for a while and found his terminal had numerous messages.

 

The first were from the dragon cubs, who had recently learned to type. They sent all sorts of strange messages every day, with disconnected sentences and joy uncontained.

 

“Dad’s here.”

 

“Dad’s doing homework.”

 

“The teacher tells stories, Dad listens.”

 

Many times Jian Luo can only guess what his little dragons want to express through trial and error, but fortunately, he can usually grasp the gist. Jian Luo tells his offspring that he will stay on Earth for a few days, asking them to sleep with Dad at night and not cause trouble.

 

The little dragons are not happy at all.

 

They feel unhappy, very unhappy. Why is Dad always busy? Dad is always busy, even Grandma, who usually accompanies them, is busy. No one pays attention to the little dragons; they feel unwanted.

 

Jian Luo adds, “When Dad returns, I’ll make milk cakes for you to eat.”

 

Long Aotian sneers. He’s already a mature dragon and won’t be swayed by milk cakes!

 

Jian Luo imagines that he hasn’t spent much time with his children lately. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but after taking over Earth, there are too many things to handle, a mountain of tasks he must personally attend to. Whether voluntary or forced, he must learn new things and gradually accept such a heavy responsibility.

 

These past few months have been like spinning at high speed for him. Sometimes he almost forgets that he is just an ordinary person. He has a family and children, who are still very young and will enter the Dragon Valley for training in less than two months.

 

“Ding.”

 

A communication interrupts Jian Luo’s thoughts.

 

Jian Luo snaps back to reality and sees a call from Lu Shifeng. He picks up: “Hello.”

 

Lu Shifeng asks, “Have you arrived?”

 

“Yeah,” Jian Luo replies, “The little ones just messaged me.”

 

Lu Shifeng: “Hmm.”

 

“Tonight, make sure you don’t work overtime. Take the little ones to bed when you get back,” Jian Luo reminds him. “I’ve actually made some milk cakes and stored them in the cabinet. Don’t let them eat too much, just a little each day.”

 

Lu Shifeng: “Hmm.”

 

Jian Luo continues, “I noticed the little ones didn’t seem very happy today. Whatever they like to eat, you…”

 

Lu Shifeng interrupts, “They lack nothing.”

 

Jian Luo freezes.

 

He suddenly stops in his tracks. Right, they lack nothing. They have a dedicated nurturing team for daily care, nutritionists for meals, and even someone to coordinate snacks and pastries. They are well-provided for in every way.

 

Lu Shifeng says, “Material things aren’t everything.”

 

Jian Luo’s heart sinks as if pierced. “I’ll try to come back sooner.”

 

“Don’t overwork yourself,” Lu Shifeng advises. “Don’t think too much. Some dragons are born without the company of parents.”

 

“Some dragons…”

 

This statement actually understates it; most dragons don’t have that. They can’t even see their parents, or rather, they aren’t considered children but mere continuations, replicas of previous life entities.

 

The hatchlings seem pitiable yet not pitiable. They are much luckier than most dragons.

 

Jian Luo nods. “I’ll be fine. Things here should be settled soon.”

 

Only then does Lu Shifeng respond.

 

With something to focus on, Jian Luo becomes more diligent. Amidst his busy schedule, he plans to finish this trip in three days instead of five. However, on the third day, he receives another call.

 

Lu Shifeng’s voice comes through, “Come outside.”

 

Jian Luo is surprised in the house, “Outside? Which outside?”

 

“Outside the village.”

 

Jian Luo runs out and indeed sees a military ship descending not far from the village. Beneath it stands a person. Before he can call out, a gust of wind rushes towards him, and three little dragons eagerly leap into his arms.

 

Long Aotian chirps excitedly. When he first came, he was still in Dad’s belly. Now seeing Earth for the first time, it’s like entering a grand palace, his scales shimmering with excitement.

 

His sister nuzzles Jian Luo.

 

The quieter second eldest looks at his elder brother as if he’s a fool, reminding him to mind his manners.

 

Jian Luo tells Lu Shifeng, “Let’s go into the village. It’s too hot outside at noon.”

 

Lu Shifeng acknowledges and picks up one of the dragons, heading indoors.

 

Jian Luo lets the three dragons play on the grass at the doorstep, chasing butterflies. He goes inside to pour water for Lu Shifeng. It’s a bit troublesome to heat water here. He suddenly thinks of Aya next door, who often cooks soups like mung bean soup to beat the heat. He might as well get some.

 

Unfortunately, Aya is busy this time. She tells Jian Luo, “Luo Luo, there’s water inside. Help yourself.”

 

“Alright,” Jian Luo says.

 

He goes inside and sees a pot of green water boiling. It should be mung bean soup. Jian Luo scoops a bowl and brings it over to Lu Shifeng, saying, “Try this. It’s a specialty plant on Earth. You’ve probably never had it.”

 

Lu Shifeng drinks a bowl.

 

Jian Luo smiles, “Is it good?”

 

Lu Shifeng furrows his brows, remaining silent.

 

As they prepare to continue their conversation, Aya rushes over from outside and calls from the doorway, “Luo Luo, did you take my soup to drink?”

 

Jian Luo stands up, “Sister Aya, I just took a bit of your mung bean soup.”

 

“Huh?” Aya comes in, “What mung bean soup? That’s my nourishing soup. Would you like some? I still have plenty left.”

 

…

 

The air suddenly quietens

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Chapter 167 – I Deeply Love This Land

July 5, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 167 – I Deeply Love This Land

 

When Jian Luo woke up again, he had lost track of the time spent in the mountains.

 

Lu Shifeng had just come out of the room when he saw Jian Luo curled up under the blanket. He walked over and said, “I’ve asked for food to be brought.”

 

Jian Luo couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge him.

 

Lu Shifeng didn’t get angry either. “I’ve arranged a warship and crew for you. Where do you want to travel for business? You have your private jet.”

 

?

 

The little bundle inside the blanket moved a bit, showing some reaction.

 

“I’ve opened a supplementary card for you, pocket money. Buy whatever you need when you’re out,” Lu Shifeng said. “If it’s not enough, ask me.”

 

Jian Luo finally reacted. He poked his head out and mumbled, “I have money of my own.”

 

Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow. “Come out?”

 

—

 

Jian Luo was annoyed again, burying his head back. “I want to sleep!”

 

The sun was shining brightly outside. Lu Shifeng glanced over and then said, “Not hungry, my lady?”

 

The last two words were drawn out with a lingering tone. Lu Shifeng’s voice was deep and magnetic, especially charming with a teasing smile. These two words were simple, but in his mouth, they carried a hint of ambiguity, like murmured words between lovers.

 

Jian Luo stirred.

 

Lu Shifeng continued, “You haven’t eaten for a day and night.”

 

Jian Luo blushed. Muffled under the blanket, he said, “It’s all because of you!”

 

“Blame me.” Lu Shifeng didn’t argue, poking him. “The little ones haven’t seen you for days. I’ve kept them outside. Go have a meal and check on them.”

 

Jian Luo heard that the children were moved. He peeked out and remembered the supplementary card again, repeating, “It’s okay, I have money of my own.”

 

Lu Shifeng said, “Not much money. Buy some snacks.”

 

Reluctant to refuse further, Jian Luo generously said, “Okay.”

 

He intended to dress himself, but as he sat up, his back hurt terribly, incredibly sore. He nearly strained his back, gasping and lying back down.

 

Lu Shifeng hurried over to support him, frowning. “Is it hurting that badly?”

 

Jian Luo was angry again. “Blame you!”

 

“Next time, be careful.” Lu Shifeng half-heartedly apologized, then continued, “I’ll have a doctor come and check on you.”

 

Jian Luo quickly grabbed him, his face nearly flushed. “No, everyone will know then! It’s so embarrassing!”

 

Lu Shifeng thought to himself, Who wouldn’t know already?

 

But considering Jian Luo’s current mood, he chose silence and suggested instead, “Then let me get some ointment for you. No one will know.”

 

Jian Luo reluctantly agreed. “Fine.”

 

Soon, Lu Shifeng returned with the ointment. After applying it to Jian Luo, its effectiveness was remarkable. Before long, the soreness and stiffness had eased, replaced by a cool sensation. After dressing, the chefs outside brought in a breakfast spread fit for a king, far more than a typical breakfast.

 

Jian Luo remarked, “Eating so much in the morning.”

 

Without looking up, Lu Shifeng replied, “It’s already noon.”

 

—

 

You’re tough.

 

Jian Luo sat up a bit and began to eat. The door outside was pushed open a crack, followed by familiar whines. Jian Luo turned his head and saw three little ones rushing over to him like a gust of wind. However, Jian Luo was feeling uncomfortable at the moment, and their climbing around accidentally pressed on sore spots, causing him to wince.

 

Lu Shifeng frowned and came over, lifting one in each hand.

 

Long Aotian protested with a howl or two, but upon seeing Jian Luo really hurt, it relented and earnestly hummed a couple of times, full of self-blame and concern.

 

Jian Luo hurriedly said, “It’s okay, it’s okay, not serious.”

 

Lu Shifeng threw Long Aotian and its brother onto the sofa rather ruthlessly. “Behave, or you’re out.”

 

—

 

The two little ones behaved obediently.

 

Jian Luo still felt sorry for the children and said helplessly, “They didn’t mean to. Don’t be harsh.”

 

The most obedient little sister squatted by Jian Luo’s leg. Little Silver Dragon rubbed against Jian Luo quietly, looking clingy.

 

Jian Luo patted its little head. “Have you eaten?”

 

The little sister replied, “Yes, we did.”

 

They ate children’s nutritious meals three times a day, with someone dedicated to their care. Occasionally, Jian Luo would cook something for them to improve their diet. The little ones also wanted to eat Jian Luo’s food, but usually, they could only have a taste. When the dragons’ physique wasn’t fully developed, they had to avoid salt and spices, which could affect their health.

 

Jian Luo picked a fruit from the table and handed it to the youngest little sister. “Have this.”

 

His youngest daughter sister took it and gnawed on the fruit obediently.

 

Long Aotian signaled that it also wanted some, but its father was beside it, checking its homework. It could only whine with its eyes full of longing, not daring to move, feeling very aggrieved. It really hated its father sometimes, whimpering sadly.

 

Two days later

 

Jian Luo, fully recovered, was bursting with energy!

 

Back at Peace Paradise, he looked for Su Liang but couldn’t find her. He called her: “Mom, where are you?”

 

Su Liang replied, “Did Luo Luo come back? Mom’s at the clothing store in Sky City.”

 

“Oh, just checking since you weren’t home,” Jian Luo said again. “Buying clothes? Get more. You looked really good in that cheongsam last time.”

 

Su Liang chuckled softly, “Always teasing your mother. That cheongsam was a design you came up with. I thought it was quite nice. I wanted to check out some clothes in the mainstream market. Mom’s been doing live broadcasts, and many people have been asking if she sells clothes. If there’s enough interest, she’s thinking about starting her own line. So, I came to look at fabrics.”

 

Because Su Liang loved tinkering with these things, Jian Luo would draw some clothes from the 21st century for her to play with when she had spare time. He only drew; Su Liang handled everything else—whether they could be made and how. The short red cheongsam from last time had truly impressed Jian Luo. He hadn’t realized Su Liang was so skilled.

 

Jian Luo pondered, “Mom, that’s a great idea. Right now, a lot of work at Paradise is physical. It can be tough for young girls and women sometimes. I think you should seriously look into the clothing industry. Start by studying the market, try making some garments with the fabrics you choose. If it works out, we can gather opinions from others and even start a factory.”

 

Su Liang was slightly surprised, “Can… can we really do that?”

 

“Why not?” Jian Luo sat down at the table and took a sip of water. “We’ve been focusing on food because it’s all we could manage with our current resources. But if there are other ways to earn money, we should try. Humanity is developing; everywhere needs money. Having more options would be great.”

 

Su Liang hadn’t realized she could contribute. She was happy, “Alright, I’ll handle it well.”

 

Before, it was Jian Luo who suggested she start live streaming. With the little orb at home sitting idle, she began doing embroidery and making accessories during her spare time. Initially, it was just to alleviate boredom. But somehow, as more and more people watched, many wanted the same items they saw her wear.

 

It was time-consuming and tiring, so she usually made one or two extra to give away. Recently, some big names in the fashion industry had tried to contact her through connections, offering high salaries and prices. But she refused. Humanity had much potential, and if she could help everyone with her limited abilities and lessen her son’s burden, that would be enough.

 

Jian Luo said, “Don’t worry about the cost when you choose things. Try making them first and then consider the expenses. You can use my card.”

 

While guided by the salesperson, Su Liang browsed through the goods. She said, “No need, Mom’s live streams also bring in income. You don’t have to worry. There’s food at home; we can discuss anything else when you return.”

 

They hung up.

 

Only then did Jian Luo remember he hadn’t checked Su Liang’s social accounts. Out of curiosity, he searched. He thought she might have tens of thousands of fans at least. To his surprise, searching by her ID, “Anchor Su Liang,” revealed she had 12.3 million followers, ranking in the top ten of the entire platform.

 

Jian Luo was truly shocked. Initially, he had only suggested it as a way for his mother to pass the time. But it turned out quite well. He had always hoped Su Liang would find a career she loved. She was naturally beautiful and straightforward; he just hoped she wouldn’t be deceived by some mysterious man.

 

…

 

Half a month later

 

Jian Luo went to Earth for a field inspection. This time, he didn’t go alone but brought nearly thirty team members. It was a reinforcement mission; they were short-staffed there. Raised in Paradise since childhood, Earth was only known through books and hearsay for them. They knew their ancestors were forced to leave their homeland thousands of years ago, starting their interstellar journey. But after so long, they were almost forgetting what Earth looked like.

 

This return trip had everyone restless, as if gearing up for battle. Daily discussions were filled with:

 

“I’ll post on social media once I’m on Earth.”

 

“What does Earth really look like? The information in books is barely clear.”

 

“Where did our ancestors live?”

 

“I never thought I’d return to Earth in my lifetime.”

 

After the excitement, silence settled over them more often than not. They would stand by the ship’s windows, gazing at the vastness of space. Occasionally, someone would ask how much longer until they arrived, counting down the days anxiously. No matter how many generations passed, the human desire for home, for roots, never faded.

 

Finally—

 

After enduring two dark nights, the ship’s mechanical voice echoed:

 

“Beep. Attention, passengers. We are entering the solar system. The remaining distance to the target landing planet is 152.1 million kilometers. There might be some turbulence during landing. Please find a stable position…”

 

Before the voice faded, everyone seated rushed to the windows, craning their necks to look outside.

 

Finally, someone exclaimed, “I see it!”

 

It was a serene blue Earth, standing quietly amidst the vast sea of stars. The gentle white mixed with the blue on its surface made it appear as beautiful as a dream sky. Compared to many other planets, it was actually quite small and inconspicuous. But at that moment, it was the only thing on everyone’s mind.

 

For some reason, despite these lively young people not having experienced the hardships of their elders, they involuntarily fell silent. They quietly gazed at Earth, some trembling uncontrollably with excitement, hands tightly gripping the nearby railings, eyes reddened.

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Chapter 166 – The Grand Wedding Ceremony

July 4, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 166 – The Grand Wedding Ceremony

 

Outside was full of joy and festivity. Jian Luo got into the carriage.

 

This wedding was quite grand. Or rather, Lu Shifeng had not initially planned for it to be so. Lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and even the Dragon Valley had posted large red “double happiness” symbols following human customs. The dragon clan favored black and red, which fortunately did not clash with human red.

 

When Jian Luo arrived at Dragon Valley, he almost didn’t recognize it from what he had seen before. It was a colorful world everywhere, dazzling to the eyes. The once empty Cloud Wilds were now filled with banquet tables, bustling with guests coming and going, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

 

The most important ceremony for the dragon clan was to bond their partners under the sacred tree.

 

When Jian Luo arrived, many venerable elder dragons were already present. They looked at him with eyes full of affection. Most dragon elders were tens of thousands of years old. In their later years, they either traveled far and wide or slumbered in the depths of Dragon Valley, rarely appearing.

 

Only during significant events would these dragons emerge. One such event was the Dragon King’s wedding.

 

Standing in the center was an elder dragon with white horns. It appeared ancient with its snowy mane. It beckoned to Lu Shifeng and Jian Luo, “Come here, child.”

 

Jian Luo felt a bit nervous because Lu Shifeng had no living parents, so there was no need for an ugly daughter-in-law to meet her in-laws. Unexpectedly, facing several elders, he still felt uneasy, flustered, and fearful.

 

Lu Shifeng sensed Jian Luo’s nervousness. He squeezed Jian Luo’s hand, silently giving him strength, and whispered softly, “Let’s go.”

 

Looking at him, Jian Luo felt less nervous and nodded gently. “Okay.”

 

The two walked forward together. The grass in Dragon Valley was soft, the air fresh. With slow steps, amidst the attention of the crowd, they finally stood before the elder. Jian Luo’s palms were sweating.

 

The elder raised his head slowly, placed his hand on Jian Luo’s head, murmuring something like a low dragon chant or a whisper of a spell. Listening to it unwittingly calmed the mind. A cool sensation seemed to flow from his brow. When Jian Luo came back to his senses, the elder had already withdrawn his hand.

 

Lu Shifeng bowed with him.

 

The elder clasped his hands together slowly and said, “Go.”

 

Jian Luo, still dazed, was pulled by Lu Shifeng to the next elder. Before this, he knew there would be some blessing ceremony, but no one had told him it would be this detailed. Fortunately, Lu Shifeng was reliable, guiding him all along and not letting him embarrass himself. Overall, it went smoothly.

 

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, the blessing ceremony concluded.

 

Jian Luo obediently stood aside, waiting for the final, most solemn, and most important offering. The winds around them involuntarily quickened. In almost the blink of an eye, several elders who had been standing on the ground disappeared suddenly, replaced by dragons leaping in the sky. Giant dragons. Several dragons churned in the sea of clouds, their dragon chants echoing from afar, resonating throughout the land of Dragon Valley, even reverberating over the Sky City.

 

Not just these few.

 

Many dragon clans also transformed into their original forms and flew into the sky. The symphony of dragon chants, the green light orbs around the sacred tree began to increase, gradually surrounding the surroundings. The overflowing spiritual energy seemed to baptize the entire body, and the mother tree awakened. Its branches began to swell, and the towering giant tree began to creak.

 

Jian Luo involuntarily widened his eyes.

 

The deep and majestic dragon chants of the dragon clan shook the heart. They seemed like kings of the sky, and the sacred tree responded to their calls. As the branches swelled, half of the sky was filled with green light. The green light orbs returned to the body of the mother tree. Suddenly, before Jian Luo’s eyes —

 

The branches began to bloom.

 

In bright red, with dark centers, red and black intertwined, these majestic and charming flowers blossomed among the greenery, covering the branches that seemed to reach the sky. Gradually, half of the sky was dyed with the color of flowers. A graceful fragrance filled the air, carried by the wind, and petals fluttered down, a shower of blossoms, a sight beyond description.

 

On the day of the Dragon King’s wedding, the sacred tree of the dragon clan bloomed, its fragrance spanning three thousand miles, lingering for a long time.

 

The guests below erupted into a clamor, a rare scene in a hundred years. Many would only witness such an occasion once in their lifetime. Cheers and jubilant voices echoed through Dragon Valley. Amidst this celebration, the sacred tree slowly lowered a branch. Atop this branch was a flower, distinct from the others. It was a pure black flower, beautiful in its cold solitude and boldness.

 

Lu Shifeng said to Jian Luo, “This is my soul flower.”

 

Jian Luo widened his eyes, looking at the small flower in disbelief.

 

Secretary Jin approached with a vessel from nearby and smiled, saying, “Drip your blood into the flower to merge it with the Dragon King’s soul flower, then the ritual will be complete.”

 

Jian Luo nodded gently. “Alright.”

 

Secretary Jin added, “Dragon clan’s soul flowers are managed by the sacred tree. Each flower that blooms today represents countless ancestors of ours. When the Dragon King weds, all dragon clans are invited to witness this momentous occasion, including our ancestors.”

 

Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng in astonishment. After hearing this, he dared not look directly at these flowers anymore. He had previously thought them beautiful, but now realized that when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss may also be gazing into you.

 

Lu Shifeng told Jian Luo, “A dragon clan’s soul flower can only form one contract in its lifetime—immutable and irreplaceable.”

 

Jian Luo’s hand holding the vessel trembled slightly. “That’s strict.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Lu Shifeng seemed to remind him, “The contract cannot be undone.”

 

At first, Jian Luo didn’t grasp the meaning. He initially sympathized with the dragons—wasn’t it said they could only have one partner in their lifetime? He had heard that dragons were a loyal race, remaining faithful to their partners until death, thinking it was voluntary. Little did he know, their emotions were monitored by the mother tree!

 

Secretary Jin smiled and said, “It’s time, we can proceed.”

 

Jian Luo responded and, fearing any mistake in the sacrificial process, had rehearsed it countless times before coming. He let a drop of his blood mix with the black soul flower. To his amazement, the purely black flower began to change color and emit light once it absorbed his blood. Finally, it gently fell into a small flower tinged with pink, losing its former dominance.

 

Jian Luo chuckled wryly, “It even changes color. Now I’m inside you.”

 

Lu Shifeng looked down at him, his gaze gradually deepening, and said, “Yes, now I’m inside you.”

 

…

 

For a moment, silence hung in the air.

 

Jian Luo turned his head away, not only unwilling to speak but even contemplating giving Lu Shifeng a kick. Secretary Jin pretended not to notice.

 

With the ceremony reaching this stage, it was basically over. Next came various toasts and social interactions. Lu Shifeng thought Jian Luo would cling to him, or with his shy nature, perhaps even hide behind him. Many people had come today, and fearing he might be overwhelmed, Lu Shifeng had even prepared comforting words. However, what he never expected was—

 

“Hello, I’m Jian Luo.”

 

“Oh, you’re from Yunxing. I’ve heard your oceans there are beautiful. Yes, yes, cultivation must be quite an issue. Actually, over here…”

 

“No problem, let’s keep in touch.”

 

“Please, you’re too kind. I’ll visit another day. You’re really too kind.”

 

For the sake of business, Lu Shifeng saw the boy in Jian Luo’s eyes grow up. Since taking on responsibilities, Jian Luo had either voluntarily or inadvertently grown visibly capable. Previously averse to socializing, he now selected his targets and approached them actively.

 

On a planet 80% covered by oceans, with the most developed per capita financial resources for tech chips, it was no problem—Earth provided vegetation and vegetables, reaching cooperation. On a global glacier world where residents lived in underground cities and vegetables weren’t needed, though their happiness index wasn’t high, it was no problem—Earth opened resorts for tourism.

 

Jian Luo never stopped for a whole day.

 

He spun like a top, seizing every opportunity for collaboration, negotiating one deal after another, drinking one glass after another. Lu Shifeng didn’t realize Jian Luo could hold his liquor so well.

 

“Uhh…”

 

After sunset, the guests dispersed.

 

Jian Luo’s first action upon returning to his room was rushing to the toilet to vomit. He felt like he might turn into a pile of mud. Behind him, Lu Shifeng frowned. “You shouldn’t have drunk.”

 

Lu Shifeng had tried to stop Jian Luo from drinking, but he darted around, talking to everyone. Marshal Lu couldn’t keep up with Jian Luo’s pace and wasn’t sure how much he’d drunk without realizing.

 

Jian Luo was still conscious. He stood up and said, “It’s okay, I handle alcohol well.”

 

Lu Shifeng handed him a glass of warm water. “Where did you learn that?”

 

“In college. My roommates and I used to sneak out to drink. We were broke, so it was just cheap liquor.”

 

He seemed a bit excited as he continued, “Later, when I started working in sales, I had to entertain clients, so I trained myself to handle more. No one can outdrink me. Impressive, right?”

 

Lu Shifeng gazed at him, his blood-red eyes calm as still water. Finally, he murmured softly, “Hmm.”

 

Jian Luo got drunk and began to ramble, “I used to be a broadcaster. Actually, I don’t really like cooking. I used to cook at home when I was young, and even after growing up, I had to cook. But I want to save money to buy a house. The housing prices in the city are too high for me to afford. I’m from the countryside, so I want to save enough to build a house back there and marry a wife to live a good life.”

 

—

 

There was a moment of quiet indoors.

 

Lu Shifeng’s expression wasn’t as amiable as before; he narrowed his eyes dangerously. “Marry someone?”

 

Jian Luo was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation and continued chatting enthusiastically, very animated. He said, “Marry a wife, have chubby children. I really like kids. One boy and one girl would be nice. I won’t favor one over the other. When we get old…”

T/N: Hope you’re having a good day! Drink water and make sure to sleep early! (>w<)/

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