Chapter 101 Chapter 101 Long Aotian's Father 15

Qi Tianwen was unwilling to give up and wanted to coax Zhuozhuo, but no sound came out of his mouth. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Guan Congyun.

Guan Congyun said calmly, "The disciple-recruiting ceremony will be in the afternoon, Master Qi, don't worry."

A powerful pressure accompanied by warning words weighed down on Qi Tianwen. He staggered a step before struggling to circulate his spiritual power to steady his body.

The huge disparity in strength left Qi Tianwen with no room for resistance. His eyes were red and his cheeks were twitching. He looked like he had a lot to say, but in the end he could only take heavy steps back to his position.

Zhuozhuo looked at Qi Tianwen and then at the others. They were all good-looking, young and old, regardless of gender. After noticing Zhuozhuo's gaze, they all showed some kindness.

But it was not very warm, because they remembered that Guan Congyun had almost given up on Zhuozhuo. How could Zhuozhuo get away with it at the hands of Zhulong, who was known as a ferocious beast?

Zhuozhuo stared at them for a while, then hid his little face in Yan Bufan's neck and whispered, "Daddy."

She had a vague feeling that something was amiss with the people here, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She just wanted to leave quickly and stay alone with Yan Bufan. Luckily, the powerful didn't have time for children either. Guan Congyun had Hua Duoyou take care of Yan Bufan and Zhuozhuo before returning to the main peak with the others.

"I respectfully bid farewell to Master and the elders." Hua Duoyou straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief after everyone disappeared. He looked at Zhuozhuo and Yan Bufan with mixed feelings and said, "Those people just now can be said to be the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world."

Zhuozhuo didn't react, so Yan Bufan asked in a low voice, "Brother Hua, what is a Candle Dragon?"

Hua Duoyou did not answer immediately. Instead, he piloted the spirit ship to a peak and led them into an ancient and magnificent palace. He then slowly said, "The Candle Dragon is a mythical beast born at the beginning of heaven and earth. It has boundless power. When it opens its eyes, it is day, and when it closes its eyes, it is night."

Zhuo Zhuo exclaimed, "Zhu Long is so powerful!"

Hua Duoyou nodded. "In ancient times, Zhulong was a deity worshipped by many races. Later, Zhulong brought disaster to the world and was suppressed beneath the Nine Peaks. Only by eliminating his sins could he regain his freedom. The founder of the Qingyuan Sect made a contract with Zhulong, giving him one percent of the merits of all the Qingyuan Sect's successive leaders in exchange for Zhulong's aid in times of crisis."

"Zhulong doesn't look like a bad guy. Huahua was wrong." After struggling to understand these words, Zhuozhuo spoke anxiously for Zhulong, completely forgetting that he had just said that Zhulong was a bad guy and very fierce.

After Hua Duoyou realized he was "Huahua," he was completely helpless and explained, "This happened millions of years ago. The word of mouth is definitely not true, but Senior Zhulong was indeed suppressed beneath the Nine Peaks and became the guardian beast of the Qingyuan Sect."

This sentence was a bit complicated. Zhuozhuo tried to understand it for a while, and with Yan Bufan's additional translation, she suddenly realized: "Oh, it's because no one knows. If you don't know, you can't say it casually. There is only one Zhulong, and he can't talk to so many people. Zhulong must be very sad."

Zhuozhuo warned Hua Duoyou like a little adult, "Huahua, please stop saying bad things about Zhulong, okay?"

"Okay, I won't say anything. Zhuo...don't call me Huahua."

Zhuozhuo first praised Hua Duoyou in a childish voice, "You're a good boy for correcting your mistakes." Then he said worriedly, "Don't call me senior brother, don't call me Hua Duoyou, don't call me Huahua, what should I call you?"

Hua Duoyou felt guilty for asking for too much. He said weakly, "What do you want to call me?"

“Duoduo!”

"……no."

“Yo yo!”

"...Or you can just call me 'Hello'."

Zhuozhuo shook his head, "No."

Hua Duoyou was in distress, racking his brains to find a suitable name. When he was in trouble, he saw Zhuozhuo leaning on Yan Bufan's shoulder, rubbing his eyes, looking very tired.

Hua Duoyou suddenly felt like he had escaped death and said happily, "Junior Brother Yan, Zhuozhuo is sleepy. You guys should rest. I'll take my leave now. The disciple-taking ceremony will begin in three hours. I'll come and wake you up in advance."

"Okay, Brother Hua, go ahead and get busy."

Yan Bufan watched Hua Duoyou leave, then sat down at the table holding Zhuozhuo. He poured two cups of warm tea and then asked hesitantly, "Is Zhuozhuo unhappy? Talk to Daddy."

According to Yan Bufan's experience, if Zhuozhuo was really sleepy, he would rub his face or neck directly. He must have been pretending to be sleepy just now to help Huaduo walk down the stairs.

Zhuozhuo, who was lying quietly, hummed twice and said in a depressed tone, "Daddy, Zhuozhuo doesn't like it here. Daddy is unhappy, Senior Brother Huahua is unhappy, and Zhulong is unhappy."

After arriving here, Yan Bufan felt like a mountain was weighing down his heart. Hua Duoyou was no longer carefree, and Zhulong, who had been in Qingyuan Sect, was even more lifeless. These negative emotions made Zhuo Zhuo Xiao Yang unable to digest for a while, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

Yan Bufan didn't know why Zhuozhuo thought Hua Duoyou and Zhulong were unhappy here. He only cared about Zhuozhuo, "Are you happy?"

"How can Zhuozhuo be happy if daddy is unhappy?" Zhuozhuo said as a matter of course, and even looked up at Yan Bufan on purpose, as if he was surprised that he would ask such a question.

His heart felt as if it were soaked in warm water. Yan Bufan stroked his chest and said slowly and solemnly, "Daddy knows."

"Dad, let's get out of here." Zhuozhuo said innocently, "Take Senior Brother Huahua and Zhulong with you, and let's go play in the mountains! Explore the world!"

"Sure, Daddy will ask them if they're willing to do that later."

"Okay!" Zhuozhuo began to imagine their life together, adventuring far and wide. Yan Bufan was worried that the greater her hopes, the greater her disappointment. He rubbed her little head and unwisely changed the subject, "Are you sleepy now?"

Perhaps being in an unfamiliar environment made Zhuozhuo more sensitive. She miraculously understood Yan Bufan's unfinished words and realized that he had something to do. So Zhuozhuo nodded and said softly, "I'm sleepy. Let's go to sleep."

Actually, she wasn't sleepy. Zhuozhuo didn't feel safe in Qingyuan Sect. She was so nervous that even closing her eyes was uncomfortable. She didn't want to sleep at all. But if she was awake, Yan Bufan would keep an eye on her and couldn't focus on his own things.

Zhuozhuo has realized that the people here are very powerful, knowing many magical spells and possessing many magical things. Her father is currently no match for them and is very cautious and embarrassed in everything he says and does. In this situation, Zhuozhuo doesn't want to cause any more trouble for her father.

If 9972 knew what Zhuozhuo was thinking, he would definitely cry and curse Yan Bufan for being useless. Since the bond was established, Zhuozhuo had never suffered such an injustice. Yan Bufan, you are truly the worst mission subject 9972 has ever taken on!

Not noticing Zhuozhuo's inconsistency, Yan Bufan placed her on the couch and then sat cross-legged on the ground beside her. Zhuozhuo immediately closed her eyes, muttered "I'm so sleepy," and fell silent.

Yan Bufan thought Zhuozhuo was really sleepy, so he covered her with a small quilt and prepared to practice. But before entering into meditation, he took another look at Zhuozhuo and found that her eyelids were trembling violently and her eyeballs were moving around under her eyelids.

When Yan Bufan found out that Zhuozhuo was pretending to be asleep, he did not ignore her or expose her, but decided to go along with her and see what she wanted to do.

My burning little fists clenched unconsciously, and I felt very nervous inside. I felt that every cell in my body was clamoring to "open my eyes and see the world". I couldn't close my eyes at all. It turned out that pretending to sleep was such a hard thing.

Just when Zhuozhuo was about to open her eyes, Yan Bufan suddenly turned her over gently, letting her face the wall. Zhuozhuo was startled, but then she felt relieved and quickly opened her eyes to calm down.

Unable to bear watching Zhuozhuo struggle to put on her sleeping clothes, Yan Bufan manually adjusted her position. Taking advantage of his height, he could see all her movements. He suppressed a smile and seemed to be talking to himself, "When I'm practicing, I can't open my eyes to look at Zhuozhuo. I don't know if she will fall off the bed."

Zhuozhuo opened her mouth and almost said "It won't fall off, Zhuozhuo is the most obedient sleeper". She was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth with her little hands and waited for a long time without daring to move. When she felt that Yan Bufan had entered the state of cultivation, she turned her little head stiffly and looked at him secretly.

Sure enough, Yan Bufan was sitting cross-legged in a cultivation posture with his eyes closed, as if he was immersed in cultivation and unaware of anything happening in the outside world.

Zhuozhuo blinked, tiptoed down from the couch, and after circling Yan Bufan a few times, he gradually expanded his range of movement and began to explore the unfamiliar palace. However, due to his poor initial impression and the fact that he was alone, Zhuozhuo stopped two meters away from Yan Bufan and trotted back.

After playing with her sleeves for a while, Zhuozhuo quietly squeezed in between Yan Bufan and the soft couch, staring at Yan Bufan quietly. After watching for a while, Zhuozhuo reached out and gently touched Yan Bufan's eyelashes. Seeing that he didn't react, she grabbed his hair and played with it.

Perhaps because Zhuozhuo was particularly careful, Yan Bufan didn't get disturbed. This made Zhuozhuo even bolder. She looked at Yan Bufan's legs, ready to move. After a moment, Zhuozhuo snuggled into Yan Bufan's arms, leaning against him, and then stopped moving.

Like a fledgling that had been beaten by wind and rain and had returned to its wings, Zhuozhuo yawned and rubbed his little face against Yan Bufan's neck. The little fellow, who had not felt sleepy at all just now, could not even open his eyes now.

But Zhuozhuo did not fall asleep in Yan Bufan's arms. Instead, she forced herself to leave his arms, forcing herself to sleep. Then, like a kitten, she curled up on the ground next to Yan Bufan and fell asleep.

Yan Bufan looked at Zhuozhuo's peaceful little face and suddenly understood why she pretended to be asleep and why she suppressed her nature and didn't make any noise or clinginess.

To give him time to do his own thing.

At this moment, Yan Bufan's mind was in turmoil. A large amount of spiritual energy poured into his body, impacting his tendons and dantian. An unknown switch was touched. Yan Bufan instinctively knew that as long as he turned on this switch, he would gain supreme power, but...

"Becoming stronger comes at a price. Are you ready to disappear?"

An indifferent voice appeared out of nowhere, and Yan Bufan's gradually empty eyes struggled to regain clarity. He didn't bother to investigate, and immediately tried to suppress his uncontrolled spiritual power. There is no such thing as a free lunch. If only the body becomes stronger but the consciousness disappears, who will take care of Zhuozhuo?

The people in the void watched Yan Bufan struggle to mobilize his spiritual energy to fight against the power within him, surprised that he had triggered the seal so early. Yan Bufan had clearly just entered the world of immortal cultivation and hadn't encountered anything yet, so why was his mood fluctuating so drastically? He wasn't that fragile.

His eyes fell on the sleeping Zhuozhuo, and Fengfeng felt that it was because of her.

Originally, Yan Bufan was supposed to have entered the world of immortal cultivation alone, driven by the desire to hunt down his enemies. He was cold-hearted and emotionless, unmoved by anyone except revenge. But now, there was Zhuo Zhuo, a figure tugging at Yan Bufan's mind like a string, causing him to ponder and worry over every move.

The seal that should have been triggered only when faced with a life-or-death crisis was triggered twice simply because Zhuozhuo seemed to be in a bad situation and Zhuozhuo was considerate and obedient in suppressing himself.

This shows that in Yan Bufan's heart, Zhuozhuo must be in danger now and has suffered great injustice.

Coincidentally, "Fengfeng" also thought so, but "Fengfeng" was very calm.

After all, he was not as childish and ridiculous as Yan Bufan, who was easily controlled by a little guy, nor was he as incompetent as Yan Bufan, who could do nothing but get angry.

Only the weak will be hysterical; the strong just need to take action to eliminate everything that makes him unhappy.