THNWO 103

Chapter 103

The attendants also heard the words from the communication talisman. They buried their heads even lower, afraid of catching Song Lianyi’s displeasure. At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was oppressive, as if a giant hand was squeezing everyone’s hearts.

Among them, the attendant most trusted by Song Lianyi hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, “Abbess, should we send someone to intercept them?”

“Of course, we must intercept them and make sure to do it discreetly,” Song Lianyi retrieved a piece of nail that he had broken off earlier from his palm and tossed it to the ground. Although his speech was deliberate, the darkness in his eyes betrayed his mood at the moment. “Also, find out where Shui Ying Yuan is located. We can’t delay on this matter.”

He had momentarily lost control earlier, revealing his true gender. Although he lied when he faced Fang Chaozhou’s shocked gaze, saying that their daughter was the result of their combined essence during the birth of the Spirit Flower Embryo, Fang Chaozhou probably didn’t believe his fabricated story.

So they absolutely couldn’t afford to delay. Whoever captured Fang Chaozhou first would have him.

Meanwhile, Fang Chaozhou and Brown Chicken were engaged in a staring contest.

When Fang Chaozhou brought Brown Chicken out, it was initially upset because Fang Chaozhou interrupted its conversation with the attendants. However, after listening to Fang Chaozhou’s words, its pointed beak remained open for quite a while.

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The fanfiction commission he received, the one where the requester asked him to depict the new Abbess of Fengyue An, Song Lianyi, as an antagonist.

But he never expected that Song Lianyi was also the owner of the Golden Bell.

Song Lianyi claimed that the Golden Bell was their token of love and even said that they had a child together.

Thinking about the child, Fang Chaozhou furrowed his brow. While Song Lianyi had the Golden Bell and recognized his identity at a glance, he felt that this person was highly likely to be deceiving him.

Both his gender and the child were points where the other party had lied.

However, looking at it from another angle, Song Lianyi was the owner of the Golden Bell, a defensive holy item of considerable value, and he wore it on his foot. If there was nothing between them, why would Song Lianyi give him such a precious bell? And why would he come all this way to find him?

This public husband-searching event seemed like a trap deliberately set to deceive him. He fell into the trap and hadn’t even received any spirit stones.

“Of course, Xue Danrong is your affair partner. I could clearly see it with my two chicken eyes. I even remember when you and Xue Danrong had a tryst in that mountain cave back then,” Brown Chicken tilted its head, “But whether you had other affair partners before that, I’m not sure. However, I remember that after you and Xue Danrong finished your tryst, you didn’t want to take responsibility. Then there was a demonic cultivator who appeared, and he seemed to have some unclear relationship with you. They seemed to have fought because of jealousy.”

Fang Chaozhou: “…”

He felt a bit of a headache. “So you’re saying I might have had many affair partners?”

“It’s not a possibility, it’s most likely,” Brown Chicken replied. “So what should we do now? Should we continue staying here?”

Fang Chaozhou thought for a moment and then shook his head. “We can’t stay here. My cover is almost blown now. Song Lianyi knows my identity. He might inform the Tian Shui Sect. I need to leave immediately.”

He still didn’t want many people to know that he wasn’t dead.

“Then let’s go now,” Brown Chicken suggested promptly.

“Wait a moment,” Fang Chaozhou’s expression became somewhat awkward. “I need to make a trip to Zhichun Island.”

Brown Chicken was puzzled. “Why go to Zhichun Island? Didn’t you say Xue Danrong is going through a Heavenly Tribulation?”

“He told me to wait for him. I… promised. I can’t go back on my word. So I’m planning to send a letter to Zhichun Island, saying I have something urgent and can’t wait for him anymore. After sending that letter, we’ll make our escape,” Fang Chaozhou explained, his gaze wandering.

However, Brown Chicken didn’t realize this and asked if Fang Chaozhou needed help with writing the letter.

Entering Zhichun Island, Fang Chaozhou instructed Brown Chicken to wait outside. Originally, he intended for Brown Chicken to enter as well, but it was blocked by a barrier.

He, on the other hand, could enter freely.

Inside Zhichun Island, Fang Chaozhou went straight to Xue Danrong’s cave. However, he didn’t find Xue Danrong there. Instead, he saw the spiritual pet he had seen during his first visit—a creature that resembled a dog but wasn’t quite a dog.

A creature that was peculiar.

Fang Chaozhou had only seen this creature once before. He hadn’t encountered it on subsequent visits to Zhichun Island, and he found it strange. However, he couldn’t directly ask Xue Danrong about it. Unexpectedly, he was seeing it again now.

The creature had been playfully biting its own tail but was startled by Fang Chaozhou’s entrance. It stopped and looked at him, seeming somewhat confused. It stared at Fang Chaozhou for quite a while with a puzzled look in its eyes before letting out a “woof,” as if asking, “Woof, who are you?”

“I… I came to find Xue Danrong, who is your owner,” Fang Chaozhou replied while looking at the creature.

This spiritual pet was dog-like in body but had a lion-like head with two small horns on top. It was tiny, about the size of a human’s pinky finger. Its round, cat-like eyes were fixed on him. The creature was covered in fiery red scales, except for its head and tail, which were fluffy. Its tail seemed longer than its body, resembling an exploded firecracker flower.

The spiritual pet heard Fang Chaozhou’s words and ran towards him. Fang Chaozhou, cautious, raised his guard as the creature approached, but he soon realized that it was merely sniffing him. He lowered his hand.

The creature circled around Fang Chaozhou, sniffing him multiple times, as if carefully identifying him.

After a while, it finally lifted its furry head. “My master is at the Cold Pool.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Chaozhou hesitated briefly before thanking the creature and saying, “Thank you. I’ll go find him now.”

Since he was about to leave, he thought he might as well see Xue Danrong one last time. After that, he would depart without any lingering.

Leaving the cave, Fang Chaozhou headed towards the direction of the Cold Pool.

Zhichun Island was cold, and the closer he got to the Cold Pool, the chillier it became. However, he had no mind to pay attention to the cold at the moment. His thoughts were consumed by the impending meeting with Xue Danrong and what he should say.

Lost in thought, he soon arrived at the edge of the Cold Pool.

A barrier was set up around the Cold Pool, obstructing his view of its interior.

Beside the Cold Pool, there was a robe placed on a rock. Fang Chaozhou recognized it as Xue Danrong’s clothing. Xue Danrong must be inside the pool at the moment.

As Fang Chaozhou contemplated whether he should try breaking the barrier, call out to Xue Danrong, or simply leave, the barrier automatically dissipated.

The moment the barrier lifted, Fang Chaozhou locked eyes with someone.

Amidst the misty surroundings of the Cold Pool, a youth dressed in snow-white garments sat cross-legged, almost blending with the cold pool itself. Despite being immersed in the cold waters, his face seemed even more enchanting, exuding an otherworldly beauty.

Snowy skin, rosy lips, jet-black hair, and dark brows created a vivid and fragrant image.

Those phoenix-like eyes quietly fixed upon Fang Chaozhou on the shore, and then, with a gentle sound, he stood up.

Like a water nymph in the pool, he advanced towards the shore where Fang Chaozhou stood.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away from the Tian Shui Sect, a flying ship was speeding through the air with the sect’s flag fluttering on it, bearing the words:

“Abyssal Soul Sect.”

At the bow of the ship stood two individuals. The taller man wore a deep golden brocade robe, the collar slightly open to reveal the prominent and bold “slave” character tattooed on his neck, mirroring his own nature.

He finished his drink and handed the empty jug to the person beside him.

The person beside him was dressed in black attire, tall but with a hint of frailty, resembling a newly matured cat. With a slender body and a slightly rebellious demeanor, the feline eyes narrowed in discontent when they caught sight of the offered jug.

“Dad, do you take me for a servant?” The youth’s tone was exasperated.

The man smiled in a way that wasn’t quite a smile as he glanced at his “newly matured cat” beside him. He might have let it slide when the youth was young and prone to mouthing off, but now that he was grown, still being disrespectful was tantamount to asking for trouble.

In the next instant, the jug shattered.

The “newly matured cat” used a piece of the broken jug to scratch his head, irritably saying, “Are you really my father? You’re always so quick to lose your temper. If I end up getting killed by you one day, good luck finding someone to take care of you in your old age.”

“Find your little brother.”

These two people were none other than the Abyssal Soul Sect’s Master Li Yiyue and the Junior Master Li Zhu.

After playfully scolding his son, Li Yiyue turned his head and shifted his gaze towards the distance.

Distant green mountains sprawled, enshrouded by clouds and mist. However, the exact number of mountain ranges they had to cross on their journey remained uncertain.

With these thoughts, a shadow passed over Li Yiyue’s gaze. It had been difficult enough to get a lead, and if that troublesome “sugar bun” escaped again, he might as well let Li Zhu take the position of the Abyssal Soul Sect’s Master.

Upon mentioning his younger brother, Li Zhu’s feline eyes widened in astonishment. “What younger brother? In my youth, I was naive enough to believe the nonsense in stories. How can a man give birth?”

As his son spoke, Li Yiyue turned towards him with a serious expression. “Who told you it’s impossible?”

Li Zhu was taken aback, his eyes freezing for a moment before he found his voice again, sounding surprised. “Really?” Before Li Yiyue could respond, Li Zhu hurriedly added, “Then give the position of the sect’s Master to my younger brother. Fang Chaozhou is mine.”

Li Yiyue raised an eyebrow. “Not happening.”

Li Zhu’s temper flared. “Why not? I’m not even interested in being the Master, and yet Fang Chaozhou can’t be mine? Do you want to give me a younger sister as well? No, Fang Chaozhou can’t give you two children while he hasn’t given me a single one!”

Translator’s note:

I’ve said it so many times, the brown chicken will be the death of Fang Chaozhou. LOL. And the father and son are crazy !!!