"Why did it stop?"

“There’s some brat in the lower realm who keeps cursing at me.”

"Someone dares to insult you? And someone from the lower realm at that?"

"Yes, it's the 'Child-Giving Immortal Lord' that Yuanfeng mentioned. He's quite an interesting little fellow, just like you back then, a top-tier chosen one... This brat has called me a hundred times already."

"It's rare to see you appreciate a younger person so much."

“Let’s try our best to have a son like him. In a few days, I will take you down to the mortal world to find him, and we will try to get pregnant this year.”

The Boundless Immortal Emperor waved his hand, instantly severing the causal link between himself and his name. At this moment, no matter which realm one was in, no matter how much one called out to the Boundless Immortal Emperor, he would not know. And if his disciples were in danger, they would naturally call out their teacher's true name.

The Boundless Immortal Emperor was very satisfied with the restored peace and quiet of the world. He was also glad that he had worn a disguise, otherwise, with that kid's voice constantly echoing in his mind, how could he possibly have any interest in sex?

Ye Feng called out 500 times but did not hear the voice of the Boundless Immortal Emperor. Undeterred, he called out 500 more times but still received no response.

They're definitely offline, that shameless bastard!

After grumbling under his breath, Ye Feng finally sat back down on the grass, looking rather dejected.

Looking at Wu Qiuyu, who was as beautiful as a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, Ye Feng felt as if his mouth had been welded shut with steel bars.

Wu Qiuyu looked at Ye Feng, who looked constipated, but didn't say anything. She simply got up, patted the grass clippings stuck to her clothes, and then summoned her flying sword to leave.

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he blurted out, "Senior Sister..."

Wu Qiuyu replied, "What?"

"you……"

"What?"

"I……"

"What? What are you trying to say? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving now. I've wasted so much time and the food in the cave is getting cold. Make me a few more plates of spicy diced chicken later. I'm off."

Watching Wu Qiuyu's carefree departure, Ye Feng could only shake his head with a helpless wry smile. He thought to himself, "What a mess! That damned Yuanfeng Immortal Lord, that damned Wuya Immortal Emperor!"

...

Lingbo City.

Emperor Yuanfeng stared speechlessly at the dark clouds drifting overhead, completely baffled as to what was going on.

There is no such thing as a chosen one in the immortal realm. This black cloud that belongs exclusively to the chosen one can only be a continuation of events in the lower realm.

I've been staying in the cultivation world lately, and the only chosen one I've come into contact with is Brother Ye. Could this be someone Brother Ye summoned?

But before he left, he had given Brother Ye a great gift. After the Heavenly Dao warned him, he restrained himself a lot and left the cultivation world within the stipulated time. So what exactly does this dark cloud above his head mean?

Feng Wu Xuan Nu looked at her husband from afar and teased, "What's going on with you? How come these dark clouds have chased us all the way to the Immortal Realm? Did you trick that Supreme Lord Ye?"

Immortal Lord Yuanfeng immediately cried out in protest, "What did I do that you don't know? I clearly introduced the Immortal Emperor to him with good intentions. I estimated that the two of them would get along well and be compatible. If we can get along well with the Immortal Emperor, who will dare to offend him after he ascends to the Immortal Realm? That would be a huge backer!"

Fengwu Xuan Nu asked curiously, "According to you, then Supreme Ye should thank you, but using this black cloud as a thank-you gift is probably a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"

Immortal Lord Yuanfeng immediately flew into a rage: "What the hell is this thank-you gift? This is clearly retaliation!"

Phoenix Dance Fairy said uncertainly, "Do you think it's possible that the Immortal Emperor didn't get along very well with that Supreme Ye, so he holds a grudge against you as well?"

Emperor Yuanfeng hesitated; he too was considering this possibility.

"What you said isn't entirely unreasonable. Just because two people have similar temperaments doesn't guarantee they'll get along well. Could it be that my good intentions have backfired?"

Phoenix Fairy laughed and said, "Judging from how long the thunderclouds haven't struck you, it's probably just some minor squabbles at most. If something serious had really happened, you would probably have been turned into a black charcoal head long ago."

Immortal Lord Yuanfeng thought about it and realized that this made sense. Moreover, the dark cloud not only did not bring down thunder, but it also seemed to be dissipating. Judging from this situation, could it be that Brother Ye only complained a little?

Shaking his head helplessly, Yuanfeng could only pray that the two could get along well, and that his good intentions would not backfire.

...

"Greetings, Junior Uncle! Where have you been?"

Ye Feng, lost in thought, leisurely flew back to the sect. He was only jolted back to reality when he heard Jue Ming and Yun Xiu's voices.

"Oh...I need to go back and cook."

Jue Ming and Yun Xiu looked at Ye Feng with suspicion. If they weren't mistaken, they should have asked where their junior uncle had gone. Why did their junior uncle say he was going to cook?

However, how Junior Uncle answers is up to him, and I dare not interfere in his affairs.

After exchanging pleasantries, Ye Feng flew towards the kitchen, while Jue Ming and Yun Xiu remained motionless, looking thoughtful.

Yunxiu nudged Jueming with her elbow and asked, "Do you think Junior Uncle is thinking about something?"

Jue Ming nodded and said, "Judging from his distracted appearance, it seems so. But is there anything in this world that can make Junior Uncle so troubled?"

Yunxiu boldly guessed, "I often struggle with what to eat for lunch, and I look similar to Junior Uncle right now, so is it possible that Junior Uncle is thinking about what to cook?"

Jue Ming said uncertainly, "Junior Uncle has always been able to make the right dishes with whatever ingredients are available. He shouldn't be having this kind of dilemma, right?"

Yunxiu countered, "Then what do you think Junior Uncle is struggling with? It can't be because of his Daoist partner, can it?"

Jue Ming shook his head and said, "Everyone in Shu Mountain knows that Junior Uncle is a straight man of steel. The people from the Myriad Flowers Sect took turns trying to sway him, but they couldn't make him waver in the slightest. Even that so-called number one beauty in the Immortal Realm couldn't make Junior Uncle waver in the slightest. How could it be because of a Daoist partner?"

Yunxiu felt a little annoyed looking at Jueming's serious expression. When you called your junior uncle a straight man, did you ever consider that you were one too?

Ye Feng flew straight back to the small canteen on Five Old Peaks. Even though he was already in the canteen, the images from just now were still lingering in his mind.

Frustrated, Ye Feng vigorously rubbed his hair before sprawling out on the bench. He closed his eyes, and those soap opera-like dramas from his past life began playing over and over in his mind.