Why now?

Hearing that familiar voice, Feng Bingwen's expression remained unchanged, but a different thought arose in his mind. Under such circumstances, for the voice to suddenly rang out like this to be merely a coincidence would be too absurd. Even if it wasn't intentional, it was definitely deliberate.

Even without special spiritual powers, a Vermilion Bird, relying solely on the eyesight granted by its innate bloodline, is enough to see through everything.

Where did that sound come from?

Upon hearing the clear and elegant female voice, Yu Huilian looked around with curiosity and anticipation.

Unfortunately, apart from her son who looked somewhat helpless, she didn't see anyone else. She had already dismissed the maids and old women. How could she let outsiders hear her heart-to-heart talk with her son?

"Feng Bingwen, is this your mother?"

A girl dressed in a light green dress suddenly appeared. She looked at Yu Huilian with some curiosity, who in her eyes was not even weak, and then asked Feng Bingwen.

If this Supreme Daoist hadn't been standing right in front of this mortal, and if there hadn't been a genuine blood connection between them, she wouldn't have asked such a question.

"Of course this is my mother, don't you think it looks like her?"

Upon hearing this question, Feng Bingwen rolled his eyes and his tone became anything but friendly.

"Wen'er, how dare you be so rude!"

However, Feng Bingwen was not interested in this Vermilion Bird, but Yu Huilian's eyes lit up when she looked at the girl in the light green dress.

Without needing to ask further, she knew from their attitudes towards each other that the girl must be on the same level as her son, or perhaps even stronger. In that case, the most basic requirement for a Daoist partner was fulfilled.

Then, naturally, Yu Huilian looked at Zhuque Xialin and became more and more satisfied. After all, as a deity, after transforming into human form, she had no flaws in appearance and was impeccable.

While Feng Bingwen was speaking, Yu Huilian had already thought of names for his grandson or granddaughter.

"It really is your mother!"

Xia Lin didn't care about Feng Bingwen's increasingly harsh tone. Instead, she widened her eyes and scanned back and forth between the mother and son, unable to help but marvel.

After all, the difference between the two is ridiculously large. To put it inappropriately, it's like a sparrow giving birth to a phoenix.

"Incredible!"

"My lady, do you see anything amiss?"

Yu Huilian couldn't help but strike up a conversation.

"It's not that there's anything wrong with it, it's just that it's wrong from every angle!"

Charlene thought about it carefully and then answered.

The reason she followed this guy all the way was to find out his origins, since the aura emanating from him was somewhat similar to that of her parents, or even more ancient.

However, upon meeting this guy's biological mother, it was completely different from what she had imagined. How could such a human woman give birth to such a freak? It made no sense at all!

"You suddenly came over just to spout this nonsense?"

Feng Bingwen's tone grew increasingly harsh, and his gaze toward the Vermilion Bird became more and more hostile.

If it were a few years ago, and he suddenly encountered Suzaku, as long as he could communicate with him, he would definitely do everything he could to make the other party feel comfortable, not asking for anything else, just hoping to lick a few feathers off Suzaku's body.

Whatever is on these sacred beings, revered by humans as auspicious omens, even a single feather or scale, is a great opportunity for ordinary cultivators.

But things are different now. Even the Demon Emperor of the Golden Crow Clan wanted to send him a wife, but he refused with righteous indignation. How much less would a Vermilion Bird, who seemed to be curious about him and wanted to find out his secrets, do so?

"If you really have nothing to do, find a cool place to stay and don't disturb my visit to my family!"

"Wen'er, how could you speak to this fairy like that!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's increasingly impolite words, which showed no respect whatsoever for Zhuque, Xia Lin hadn't said anything when Yu Huilian reprimanded her instead.

There was nothing she could do; the more she looked at this fairy, the more satisfied she became. Her unparalleled beauty, a rare find in the mortal world, filled her with immense joy. If she could marry her, she felt she would have no regrets in this life!

"Mother, she..."

Seeing his mother's behavior, Feng Bingwen knew exactly what she was thinking, which was exactly what they had been discussing earlier.

But seeing the expectation in Yu Huilian's eyes, Feng Bingwen's throat moved, but he didn't say the "impossible" that was almost on the tip of his tongue.

"Shut up, don't say a word!"

But at this moment, Yu Huilian no longer wanted to talk to her son. Her gaze fell on the girl in the green dress who was watching the scene unfold with great interest, and her tone was affectionate.

"My child has been unruly and ill-mannered since childhood, and has offended me in many ways. Please forgive him, Fairy!"

"mother!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel resentful. He was, after all, a Supreme Daoist Master. Although his position had been vacated, he still held the title and didn't need to bow down to anyone outside the mountain gate, nor did he need to put on a humble attitude.

"Don't speak!"

Yu Huilian glared at Feng Bingwen, her eyes filled with disappointment. He had already won over the fairy, yet he still acted so coldly at home. Who was he trying to impress? He was such a blockhead.

"It's alright, it's alright, this fairy doesn't mind this unruly fellow's offense and rudeness!"

The Vermilion Bird Fairy's face blossomed into a bright smile, as radiant as the rising sun, and she waved her hand with a reserved air.

"Thank you for your understanding, fairy. May I ask your maiden name?"

Seeing Xia Lin smile so easily, Yu Huilian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and became happy again, because this fairy seemed much easier to deal with than the cultivators she had encountered before who came with ulterior motives. Her thoughts were almost written on her face.

"My name is Xia Lin. You don't need to be so polite. Just call me by my name!"

Xia Lin glanced at the increasingly unpleasant-looking Taishang Daozi, and her mood instantly brightened. There's a saying, happiness is transferable; seeing the guy who didn't take her seriously get humiliated made her even happier.

"Fairy Charlene!"

Yu Huilian called out to him directly and affectionately.

"I'm not actually some kind of fairy!"

Hearing such a title, even the mighty Vermilion Bird felt a little shy. After all, this seemed to be the title used by female cultivators of the human race, while she, as a member of the Vermilion Bird Clan, was usually addressed as Your Highness.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen someone as beautiful as you. If there are fairies in this world, they would all look like you!"

Yu Huilian showered Xia Lin with compliments and praise, making Zhuque beam with joy and putting her in an even better mood.

Flattery will get you everywhere. It's always good to say nice things, even to those who claim they don't like hearing them. Even if they don't like it, they won't get angry.

Of course, as Suzaku, Charlene wouldn't be so easily flattered that she would lose her senses after just a few words of praise. Given her status, she would be the subject of praise and compliments wherever she went.

The main reason is that this seemingly ordinary human woman is actually the biological mother of the current Supreme Daoist. Naturally, the words spoken by such a person are extraordinary.

"Oh!"

Watching the Vermilion Bird's increasingly enthusiastic interaction with its mother, Feng Bingwen snorted coldly but didn't interfere much. If her mother wanted to concern herself with this matter, then so be it.

If he tries to obstruct things too much, he'll only be blamed and scolded, and might even be called ungrateful. In any case, whether it succeeds or not, the choice and the decision are in his own hands.

If he doesn't agree, even his own mother can't force him, although he himself is actually indifferent.

"Where do you live, fairy? What do you usually do?"

"My nest is built on Phoenix Mountain..."

Under the influence of Feng Bingwen's identity, Xia Lin, who was chatting more and more happily with Yu Huilian, was tricked into revealing her secrets. Feng Bingwen, who was standing next to her, heard this and Zhuque, whose residence had even been discovered, couldn't help but rub his temples with his fingers.

If this guy hadn't been born lucky, he probably would have been tricked into going to a brothel and sold, and he'd be the kind of naive guy who would be the one counting the money for the seller.

"Charlene, what are you doing here causing trouble? Have you forgotten our agreement?"

Just as the silly Vermilion Bird began to share its daily life with others, a gentle voice with a hint of reproach rang out, followed by a graceful figure exuding Daoist charm.

"Ying Li!"

"His Majesty!"

"Wen'er, who is this?"

The appearance of Yingli Dragon King naturally attracted the attention of the three people in the room, especially the latter, Yu Huilian, who saw everyone as her own daughter-in-law, and could rival the stars in the sky.

“Madam Feng, my sister has been mischievous since childhood and is ignorant of manners. She has offended many people. Please forgive her.”

Yingli Dragon King stepped forward, grabbed the increasingly excited Xia Lin, and without waiting for Feng Bingwen's introduction, disappeared with his girlfriends.

"We'll take our leave now!"

"..."

The room, which had been filled with the chatter of women, immediately fell silent. Yu Huilian's expression gradually returned to its usual calm as she looked at Feng Bingwen, who sat quietly to the side.

"Can you tell Mother what those two girls are like?"

"Their backgrounds are all somewhat special!"

Feng Bingwen gave a subtle hint: after that conversation, Xia Lin had almost revealed everything about herself, and his shrewd and capable mother should have guessed something.

"If Mother's judgment is correct, then neither of the two girls are human!"

"Um!"

Feng Bingwen nodded slightly, acknowledging his mother's judgment, and then began to summarize.

"Therefore, they are not suitable candidates to be Daoist partners!"

Taishang Daozi tried to dissuade his mother from her desire to become a mother-in-law, but he underestimated her. Having finally found a suitable candidate to be her daughter-in-law, how could she possibly give up so easily?

"Wen'er, you are destined to achieve great things!"

"Um!?"

Feng Bingwen turned his head slightly, not understanding why his mother would suddenly bring up these things.

"Those who achieve great things throughout history have never been concerned with trivial matters. In ancient times, a human king once took a nine-tailed celestial fox from Qingqiu as his consort, and a sage even married a white deer..."

Ancient myths and legends are everywhere on the land of humans, and they serve as early childhood education stories for many children.

Feng Bingwen knew that many of these legends circulating on the human land were true. At this moment, his mother was using these legends as examples to try to eliminate his racial prejudice and narrow-minded perception.

“You are a cultivator, destined to become an immortal. Your mother doesn’t expect you to become a human king or a saint, but you can still follow and emulate their deeds and the path they have taken!”

"Shall we learn from these ancient human sages and marry beings outside of our race?"

Feng Bingwen was speechless. He really had no idea what his mother had gone through all these years. Her ability to accept things was even stronger than his own.

Why not?

"..."

"Do you dislike those two girls?"

"Of course not, how could I possibly look down on them?"

Feng Bingwen was both amused and exasperated.

"Then why do you look so unwilling?"

"Does this kind of thing mean I can just do it because I want to? Even if I wanted to, they probably wouldn't even look at me!"

"Look at you! Can't you be a little more ambitious? You think you're some kind of immortal!"

Yu Huilian said irritably.

"Even a true immortal would find it highly unlikely to bring this to fruition!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head. Leaving aside Yingli Dragon King's status in the dragon race, just look at that Vermilion Bird. This race already has a small number of members, so how could it possibly tolerate pure-blooded people mating with outsiders?

"After all this talk, you still haven't told your mother what those two girls are all about? I really like the girl in the light green dress; she's so pure-hearted!"

"You think she's naive enough, don't you!"

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but say.

"What exactly is that girl?"

"Vermilion Bird!"

Seeing his mother's persistent and determined attitude, as if she wouldn't stop until she got to the bottom of things, Feng Bingwen told her directly, and then added,

"It's the Vermilion Bird from mythology!"

"Mythology, Vermilion Bird?"

Upon hearing this news, even Yu Huilian, who had traveled to many places and witnessed many strange and supernatural tales, was momentarily stunned. However, she quickly recovered, a blush rising on her wrinkle-free cheeks, revealing her excitement.

"You're not lying to me?"

Why would I lie to you about something like this?

I've made up my mind!

"What?"

Yu Huilian took a deep breath and stared solemnly at her son.

"I hope my future daughter-in-law will be Zhuque!"

"That's impossible!"

"If you can't do that, then don't come into the house, and definitely don't call me 'Mom'!"

"It's not that I'm making excuses, it's just that there was never any chance of success in this matter."

"Where there's a will, there's a way. Aren't you cultivating immortality? Work hard at your cultivation, and when the time comes, anyone who dares to oppose you will be suppressed!"

fantuan.