Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Triangular Eyes fell unusually silent for a moment. Even someone as good at brown-nosing as him found himself at a loss for words. "Little Cherry?!"

What the hell is that?!

As the two figures slowly disappeared into the inn, Bai Rongrong instinctively stepped forward, intending to chase after them. Triangular Eyes quickly stepped in front of her, his face a mix of shock and uncertainty. "Fairy, what are you doing...?"

Seeing his ugly face suddenly so close, Bai Rongrong snapped back to reality. She frowned with disgust. After a moment, remembering that she'd been spacing out staring at that human woman, her expression grew complicated—a mix of embarrassment, annoyance, confusion, and unease.

When Bai Rongrong first saw Lu Yuanyin, she inexplicably felt that she resembled the cherry fruit she had eaten as a child—bright red.

Bai Rongrong looked in the direction Lu Yuanyin had left, then glanced at the inn surrounded by green bamboo and clear water. A hundred emotions tangled in her heart, and she let out a cold snort. "Nothing special!"

She'd meant to just leave, but after thinking about the person she had just seen, she couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. Silently, she walked over to the neighboring inn. When Triangular Eyes tried to stop her again, she casually waved her hand. "It's fine. I know what I'm doing. You don't need to say anything more."

"I'm his sister. How can I not be allowed here?"

Triangular Eyes' mouth twitched, but he dared not stop her. After serving this mother and daughter for ages, he knew their temperaments well. Bai Qian appeared gentle and docile, but she was actually vicious and cunning. Bai Rongrong seemed cold and aloof on the surface, but she was hot-tempered and impatient. Even if he wanted to stop her today, there was no way—and if he angered her, he might even get beaten!

Triangular Eyes wisely kept his mouth shut.

Bai Rongrong walked lightly into the inn. Sensing the faint, lingering sense of terrifying pressure in the air, she paused, her expression turning heavy. Although she had boasted that she wasn't afraid, now that she was actually in the inn, she couldn't help wanting to back out.

She knew that if she angered Huo Wuyan, he wouldn't go easy on her.

Although she hadn't spent much time among the dragons, she'd heard about Huo Wuyan's past from other dragons. He'd always been violent, vicious, and mean—nowhere near as calm and harmless as he looked.

After seeing Huo Wuyan at the Ten Thousand Beasts Assembly, Bai Rongrong couldn't resist her curiosity and secretly went to the dragon territory. She happened to encounter Huo Wuyan going out. Before she could even get excited, she saw Huo Wuyan walking out of a group of spirit beasts, drenched in blood. The ground was littered with the broken bodies of high-level spirit beasts and sea beasts, and the whole sea stank of blood.

Even the seawater had been stained a glaring blood-red.

Bai Rongrong stared blankly at the piles of corpses and rivers of blood before her. She wanted to flee, but her feet were frozen to the ground, completely unable to move. Hiding behind a large rock, the flowing blood dyed the hem of her skirt red. Just as she was at a loss, a tall figure silently appeared in front of her.

Huo Wuyan looked down at her from above, the killing intent still lingering in his crimson eyes. His long hair was stained with blood, and the demonic patterns on his cheeks gleamed coldly. He looked like an ancient ferocious beast crawling out of hell—or rather, he was even more terrifying than those ancient beasts.

She could almost smell the thick scent of blood on him. Just as Bai Rongrong thought she was about to die at his hands, Huo Wuyan walked expressionlessly into the forest.

She realized way too late that she was so weak he didn't even bother killing her.

Later, she learned that Huo Wuyan had almost gone berserk that day. By himself, he had massacred the elites of two entire clans.

After that, Bai Rongrong had always felt a kind of fear she couldn't put into words toward Huo Wuyan.

So when she found out that he had actually fallen for a human woman, besides heartbreak, she felt mostly disbelief. It was hard for her to imagine what kind of woman could tolerate such an unpredictable, hard-to-read freak...

Bai Rongrong's gaze lingered on the staircase for a moment. Then, lifting her snow-white flowing immortal dress, she sat gracefully by the window. However, after staying in the inn for a long while, she didn't see a soul.

Bai Rongrong frowned impatiently, fiddling with the teacup in her hand, a flash of urgency in her eyes. After a moment, she looked at Triangular Eyes and said in a low voice, "Tell me about that human female cultivator."

She just wanted to fish for info and scope out the enemy on behalf of her mother and the others! Know yourself and know your enemy, and you'll never be defeated!

She definitely wasn't trying to see that human woman!

After lunch, Lu Yuanyin went out for a walk but quickly returned to the inn. She saw the old medical cultivator carefully brewing a medicinal bath according to a prescription.

Two round, glossy eggs lay quietly in the brownish water. Rich spiritual energy slowly swirled around them, and the eggshells above the water looked even more lustrous and beautiful.

Qing Nong was gently wiping the eggshells with a handkerchief.

Dozens of priceless spiritual herbs and rare flowers were carelessly thrown into the furnace, instantly consumed by the flames. Beside the furnace, a pile of residue had already accumulated!

Lu Yuanyin found it hard to believe that those two little rascals, each no bigger than a palm, required so much spiritual energy!

Just watching made her heart ache. Lu Yuanyin looked at the herbs the old medical cultivator had taken out, her eyes practically turning green with envy. But remembering that these were for the babies, she forced herself to look away!

Can't see it, won't miss it!

Lu Yuanyin hurried to her room with her head down. She paced around a bit but soon felt bored. These days, all she did was eat and sleep, occasionally taking a walk nearby. Lu Yuanyin felt like a pig being fattened for slaughter.

She took a deep breath, deciding she couldn't continue like this. She popped two spiritual pills and slowly began to circulate her spiritual energy and began to meditate. The gentle spiritual energy flowed through her, nourishing her meridians, and she felt like she was soaking in warm water. Dense, rich spiritual energy gently brushed over her.

Time passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

Lu Yuanyin meditated for most of the afternoon before slowly opening her eyes. The door to the neighboring room was still tightly shut—Huo Wuyan hadn't returned yet. It seemed he had gone back to his previous state, gone without a trace all day.

Lu Yuanyin paced slowly in her room. If there was one terrifying thing about cultivators, it was their powerful physical bodies. Just two days ago, she had felt like she was about to die, but after only two days of rest, she felt strong as an ox, like she could kill a bear with one punch!

Thinking about what Senior Sister Huang had said earlier, Lu Yuanyin couldn't help but sigh. She had wanted to go all in on hitting on Huo Wuyan, but remembering his sudden rut period and that terrifying dream, her legs went weak.

She felt that if she messed up, she might end up losing herself in it...

Whatever, she'd try again in a few days...

Lu Yuanyin rubbed her hot cheeks and silently hugged the two round eggs, curling up under the soft blanket.

*

It wasn't until late at night that a tall figure walked into the inn, stepping through the mottled tree shadows on the ground. The cold moonlight spilled all over him, and the silver threads embroidered on his robe gleamed faintly in the moonlight.

He silently entered the dark room. Huo Wuyan lowered his eyes, casually took off his damp robe, and sat expressionlessly on the soft couch, staring blankly at the night pearl on the ceiling.

Sensing his aura, Qing Nong looked up from a pile of jade slips. Seeing the tall male cultivator in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh. "You're finally back..."

If he had to look at these damn jade slips any longer, he'd really explode!

Huo Wuyan's expression remained unchanged. He played with the jade beads in his hand coldly, a glint of darkness flashing in his crimson eyes.

Qing Nong couldn't help but sigh again. As if remembering something, he lowered his voice. "Today, Hong Rong sent word that Bai Rongrong has arrived. She's in this inn now. What do you think..."

Huo Wuyan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him coldly. "Who is she?"

Qing Nong: "..."

"Come on, she's been following you for so long, and you haven't even remembered her name!"

Huo Wuyan was silent for a moment. He thought hard for a while before finally recalling who this person was.

That disgusting dragon's stepdaughter—Bai Qian's mixed-blood bird.

Huo Wuyan had no good feelings for his nominal father, and as a result, he had no good expression for that mother-daughter pair either. His only impression of Bai Rongrong was that she always liked to follow him, calling him "Brother, brother" endlessly.

An annoying bird.

Huo Wuyan frowned slightly and said coldly, "I won't see her. Drive her away."

If it were an ordinary day, Huo Wuyan might not have made things so difficult for her.

She could stay wherever she wanted—he didn't care.

But Lu Yuanyin was still in the inn. She was always sensitive by nature, and if she overheard any gossip, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

Hearing this, Qing Nong responded, "Then I'll have her leave first thing tomorrow."

With that, Qing Nong chewed on the brush in his hand. His lips moved as if to speak, but seeing Huo Wuyan's expressionless face, he held back his words.

After a long pause, he stole another glance at Huo Wuyan, looking as if he had something to say but hesitated.

After a few such attempts, it would have been hard for Huo Wuyan not to notice. He raised his eyes and gave him a cool look.

Qing Nong hesitated for a moment; the brush was already chewed beyond recognition. Just as Huo Wuyan was starting to grow impatient, Qing Nong said dryly, "Something happened between me and the old man today. Though we're not sure if our guess is correct yet, I think I need to ask you about it."

Huo Wuyan said coldly, "Spit it out."

Qing Nong carefully studied his expression. Seeing that although Huo Wuyan's face remained expressionless, he didn't seem displeased, Qing Nong's eyes flickered. "The old man and I discovered that these two young ones, because they were born prematurely, haven't been able to absorb enough spiritual energy. They're still extremely weak, and even giving them medicinal baths every day can't completely solve the problem..."

Huo Wuyan paused at this, frowning slightly. "Is there a solution?"

Qing Nong gave a dry laugh. "There is one, but I'm not sure if you'd be willing."

Huo Wuyan looked at him expressionlessly, a vague sense of foreboding creeping in. Then he heard Qing Nong say mischievously, "This should have been done by Lu Yuanyin, but she's not up to it right now. Since you share blood with the young ones, if you do it yourself, it should work too.

All you need to do is act like a mother hen—sit on the eggs every day, transfer spiritual energy to them, and keep their temperature stable..."

Huo Wuyan was speechless. "?"

He fell silent for a rare moment, then suddenly raised his head, staring at Qing Nong with an icy gaze, his eyes dark and heavy.

He found this statement utterly absurd.

As the lofty and revered Dragon Lord, how could he sit in a nest and brood like a hen?

If anyone were to find out, how could he ever unify the cultivation world with his head held high?

Author's note:

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