Chapter 253 Chapter 253 Ah, he understood, this cub is in the nest...

Gu Yin seemed stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly.

"I've placed some edible fruits in his room. Those disciples who haven't yet entered the Dao haven't arrived at the sect yet, so I went to ask yesterday. Xuanyun Sect doesn't have any food for its disciples yet, so we'll have to make do with this for now."

Cheng Hanqiu on this side didn't say anything.

Gu Yin continued to speak.

"It's on the table in his room. The sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony is approaching soon, and we're worried about those evil cultivators trying to sabotage it. So, disciples now need a sect pass or a mission file to enter or leave. I've already sent a sound transmission talisman to nearby disciples on missions, asking them to bring back some food for the children who haven't yet joined the sect. It should arrive tomorrow afternoon."

In this situation, there is really no other way but to let the little guy make do with it.

Cheng Hanqiu turned around and looked at the little guy's eager eyes.

Those big eyes are sparkling.

I don’t know if it’s because he taught him calligraphy.

The little guy who was a little nervous in front of him slowly relaxed.

The little cub adapted, but Cheng Hanqiu did not.

He couldn't understand at all how the little guy could suddenly relax like this.

Are all children like this?

"Wait."

He said this coldly.

In an instant, he went straight to the little guy's room.

He saw the basket of fruits on the table that were preserved by spirit stones.

It can be seen that Gu Yin has made careful preparations.

But the small fruits in the basket were still green and red, and didn't look very appetizing.

Cheng Hanqiu pinched the fruits, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth to take a bite.

After a moment, he spat it out silently.

Came to the cub again.

Yan Ning was looking up at him blankly, her big eyes blinking. When she didn't speak or move, she looked so well-behaved.

The fruits in the storage bag could not be taken out at the moment.

Cheng Hanqiu stared at the cub like this, then suddenly stretched out his hand and picked up the cub.

"Don't talk. I'll take you to eat."

Cheng Hanqiu held the cub in his arms and used the flying magic weapon skillfully to head towards Xiangyun City, which was closest to Xuanyun Sect.

The ban within the sect does not apply to the masters of the peaks.

For Cheng Hanqiu, it was just that he had not left Danfeng for a long time.

Just a little unfamiliar.

Xiangyun City is very lively at this moment.

Because disciples joining the sect from outside have to climb the cloud ladder, before everything begins, disciples who have been detected to have spiritual roots from various places in the mortal world will first gather in Xiangyun City.

Cheng Hanqiu had already landed with the little guy in his arms.

He has a lot of magic weapons. Although his tendons and veins are damaged and he cannot practice normally, even fellow Nascent Soul-level cultivators cannot do anything to him relying solely on his magic weapons.

Not to mention that before Cheng Patriarch went into seclusion, he was always worried that Cheng Hanqiu, the troublemaker, would get into trouble again. The magic weapon he gave him ran very fast, and it only took a cup of tea to travel from Danfeng to Xiangyun City.

Putting away the magic weapon, Cheng Hanqiu put down the little guy who was looking around curiously.

Yan Ning had rarely seen these cities in her previous world.

When he was very young, it was detected that he was a descendant of the ancient immortal clan. At that time, he was brought into the main family from a side branch and should have seen these things, but because he was too young, he had no relevant impression at all.

He naturally stretched out his little hand, his big eyes shining brightly.

"Daddy, Daddy."

"What again?"

Cheng Hanqiu spoke unhappily, lowering his head and just happened to meet those clear eyes.

"handle."

Little Yan Ning was still holding up her little hands.

Cheng Hanqiu looked at the little hand, then at Xiao Yanning's expression, and finally let out a light click. Instead of holding the hand, he grabbed the back of the little guy's collar.

"Don't overthink it. Simply letting you starve on Danfeng is a disgrace to my position as a master. Don't think I'm indulging you. Also, didn't I tell you not to call me daddy?"

"Okay, Daddy."

Regarding this kind of linguistic duplicity.

The cub never forgot it in his heart.

The cubs are too lazy to play with their parents.

If Cheng Hanqiu thinks this can scare the little guy away.

That is totally wrong.

The little guy had heard words that were a hundred times colder and harder than his own, and had also seen guys who were a hundred times worse than ordinary bad guys.

He was just a little bit timid and afraid of sudden fright.

Cheng Hanqiu:......

Cheng Hanqiu was too lazy to speak anymore.

He led the little guy into the city.

It was completely dark at this moment.

There are small stalls selling goods everywhere on the street.

The road is very busy, and occasionally you can see groups of young people or children wearing similar clothes walking by.

There are still seven days before the test, but many children have already arrived here, looking forward to the future path of cultivation.

The father and son were not conspicuous at all.

Cheng Hanqiu was wearing a light-colored Taoist robe without any markings on it. He also deliberately suppressed his presence and walked in the shadows. The cub he was carrying was wearing the uniform of a Danfeng disciple.

But because he was very young and the Danfeng disciple uniforms were always rather mediocre, no one recognized him for the time being.

Yan Ning looked around.

His eyes were shining, and he was still leaning on Cheng Hanqiu, but his mind had already flown away.

It's totally the mentality of a child.

But she was still well-behaved and followed Cheng Hanqiu.

Cheng Hanqiu's intention was to take the cub to a nearby restaurant, but it was obvious that the bustling stalls outside would attract the cub's curiosity and attention more. He lowered his head and looked at the cub.

"Just tell me what you want. I don't know what you want."

“Yes, yes—”

Yan Ning quickly looked at the stalls around her.

It's really dazzling.

There were so many things he had never seen.

This place was so new to the cub that he couldn't even remember its name.

"Can you have anything you want?"

The little guy spoke softly.

Look at Cheng Hanqiu with such nice eyes.

Cheng Hanqiu:......

Before entering Xuanyun Sect, Cheng Hanqiu was born into an imperial family. He was the eldest son of the empress and the rightful crown prince. He was full of vigor and ambition since childhood and was a child of destiny. At the age of three or four, he had already shown extraordinary talent. Later, he became a disciple of Xuanyun Sect Jianfeng with a single top-grade thunder-type spiritual root.

He has been a favored child since childhood and is highly respected.

Until the appearance of Yu Feng, the so-called son of destiny, no matter how he attacked, his opponent could always turn danger into safety. Countless of his former companions were killed or injured, and some were even convicted as traitors of the demon clan, and he was devastated.

He had experienced many things in the past hundred years. He was respected and admired, feared and envied, and regarded as a leader. Later, he fell from the clouds. Apart from the fear of the Danfeng disciples and the awe of his personal disciples who also had some problems, what he felt more was disgust. He felt uncomfortable when those mocking and sarcastic eyes fell on him.

But after going through so much.

He had never been looked at like this before.

Completely trusting and dependent, expectant and well-behaved.

The feeling of being treated as a father is indeed very subtle, having a cub of your own.

Cheng Hanqiu realized the difference belatedly.

Cheng Hanqiu felt uncomfortable being stared at.

He looked away for a moment, responded as if he didn't care, then pinched the collar of the little guy and turned the little cub around so that he could see more clearly what was being bought around him.

Yan Ning watched eagerly.

He looked around, trying hard to choose, and finally looked at the old woman selling flower cakes.

In front of the old lady's stall are colorful flower cakes, and next to them are many fresh flowers.

She also smiled and used flower juice to put a red mark on the forehead of the cubs who came to buy flower cakes.

"I want that!"

Yan Ning looked up at her father and pointed at the old woman.

Cheng Hanqiu responded, walked closer, took out some money from his storage bag, and placed it on the stall.

"I want a flower cake."

"Okay."

The old woman smiled and curved her eyebrows in response, then she looked around. She was busy putting a red dot on the forehead of the previous cub, so she didn't see it for a while. She remembered that there should be another cub next to the young man.

Then she looked at the two white and tender little hands clinging to the edge of the table, half of the soft and cute little face poking out, and the big round eyes were very beautiful. He was short and could not reach the table, so he could only be seen like this, but he looked really pleasing, like a fairy child in the Temple of the Gods, and was especially liked by elders of this age.

He looks so well behaved.

"Ouch."

The old woman cried out in surprise.

He neatly packed a bag of flower cakes and handed it to Cheng Hanqiu, then looked at the little guy with a smile.

"Grandma will give you a little red dot, okay?"

"good."

Yan Ning responded with a smile.

"Your child is so beautiful and delightful."

The old woman said this and looked at Cheng Hanqiu.

To be honest, she was a little scared by Cheng Hanqiu's appearance at first, but she was old after all and had experienced all kinds of things. The path of cultivating immortals was very cruel, and there were countless demon cultivators on the road. She had even seen some of those demon cultivators who were neither human nor ghost. Although Cheng Hanqiu was a little scary, who knew what the hidden story was behind it.

Cheng Hanqiu raised his eyes, his enchanting purple-red eyes staring at him suspiciously, and then he responded dryly.

The old woman had already stretched out her hand and touched the cub's forehead.

A stroke of crimson fell between the eyebrows, which made the well-behaved little guy's lips and teeth look even more red.

"grandmother."

Yan Ning called out in a crisp voice.

"What is it? Cub."

The old woman responded with a smile.

"Are there any black dyed flowers like this?"

The cub asked with great curiosity.

“Black…?”

The old woman was a little confused.

"What do you want with black flowers?"

Cheng Hanqiu:......

Cheng Hanqiu subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He had a bad premonition and subconsciously lowered his head to stop the cub.

But the cubs are particularly sincere and well-behaved.

"Dye daddy's hair. He seems to be very self-conscious about his gray hair."

Old woman: ...

Cheng Hanqiu:......

Ah, this...

The old woman subconsciously looked at the child, and then looked at the stinky-faced old father who felt inferior because of his white hair.

This looks pretty fierce...

I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.

As expected, you can’t judge a book by its cover.

"I haven't seen this grandma—"

Without waiting for the old woman to finish her words.

The sour-faced old father had already reacted and grabbed the cub who was still eager to help him improve his inferiority complex. He held the cub in one hand and the flower cake in the other and strode towards the restaurant.

"Daddy?"

The cub was lifted up by its clothes, its little body spinning in the air. It stretched out its little hands in a daze, trying to save itself, but it saved a lonely life. It was carried into the restaurant while spinning in circles.

The light inside the restaurant was brighter.

The warm light fell on Cheng Hanqiu's snow-white hair, making the young man look even more fierce.

He raised his eyes, and his enchanting purple-red eyes looked over, shocking people.

Is it mixed with the blood of the demon race?

The world of cultivating immortals is relatively tolerant towards the demon race and allows them to join the immortal sect, so in fact, some strange-looking guys often appear.

But he is not as powerful as the person in front of him.

The old owner of the restaurant had been here for a long time. When he saw Cheng Hanqiu, he was stunned for a moment. After the instinctive fear, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

He was a little dazed.

The young man looked familiar.

It was as if he had seen the young man enter his shop with such high spirits, the sword at his waist clanging excitedly.

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt it was unreliable.

The young man in front of him was obviously not a sword cultivator, and he had such a weird and fierce appearance that he would definitely remember him if he had been here once.

"Open a room and order a few signature dishes, as soon as possible."

Cheng Hanqiu restrained his aura. He still held the cub and stuffed the flower cake into the cub's arms. With his other hand, he slapped a medium-grade spirit stone on the table.

Medium-grade spirit stone!

The shopkeeper gasped and responded with a laugh.

Ask the waiter to take the two of them to the second floor.

It is said to be the upper room.

But in a place like this, the sound insulation is always poor, it is only separated by a thin layer of wooden door panels, if you really want to talk about something private.

You'll also need to use note-proof paper.

So the voices of people around you can be heard clearly.

The door of the room next to their upper room was left open.

The mahogany carved windows were opened, and a breeze blew in, bringing with it the warm fragrance of the flower cake stall at the door.

"Have you heard? Senior Brother Yu Feng has broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage. He is truly a genius. He has saved us from the clutches of the demonic cultivators time and time again. This is truly admirable."

There were several wandering cultivators in the room, who seemed to be taking advantage of the current bustle in Xiangyun City to join in the fun.

"I heard on the way here that Young Master Yu Feng is barely over a hundred years old, right? He can be said to be the number one genius in the world of immortal cultivation. His character and behavior are truly admirable."

"But it's also thanks to the introduction of young friend Yu Feng that this Xuanyun Sect is indeed luxurious and worthy of being the leader of the Seven Immortal Sects."

"Hey, but have you ever heard of another name?"

"What?"

"He was once a genius, but his companions colluded with the demons, and he was considered an accomplice to the evil. When Senior Brother Yu Feng was planning to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice, he tried to stop him. In the end, his tendons and veins were completely destroyed by Senior Brother Yu Feng's secret treasure, and he became a laughing stock."

"You're still young. When I was traveling in the world of immortal cultivation, I did hear about it. The eldest brother of Xuanyun Sect was named Cheng Hanqiu. He was arrogant and domineering, plundering resources everywhere, and ended up like this. No wonder they say that karma will always come true."

"So that's how it is. I heard that this man's tendons were all broken, yet he was saved? How could there be someone in Xuanyun Sect who is so clueless? They actually protected such an arrogant and domineering person. Isn't this adding trouble to Senior Brother Yufeng? If I have the chance, I must help Senior Brother Yufeng solve this problem."

Several wandering cultivators had never actually seen Xuanyun Sect because they were too far away from the Immortal Gate. During their mission with Yu Feng, they received some favor from Yu Feng and were directed to Xuanyun Sect. They always felt that they were not bad, so they openly expressed their lofty ambitions here, as if they could eliminate harm for the people.

Cheng Hanqiu just happened to be passing by.

When he heard these words, he raised the corner of his lips indifferently, not even bothering to give them a glance.

Come on, please——

He was still very angry and wanted to vent his anger.

The cultivators in the room clinked their glasses together.

Seeing Cheng Hanqiu was about to walk over.

The little guy thought about this unfamiliar information for a long time before slowly reacting.

The main reason is that the little guy just came here, and he can't match it yet, whether it is the information the lamb told him or the things Gu Yin told him.

The little ones all need to react.

Then he looked up.

"Daddy?"

Are they talking about you behind your back?

The cub was still being spun in the air, looking over blankly.

Yeah?

Right?

This crisp and tender child's voice attracted the attention of several wandering cultivators in the room.

After seeing Cheng Hanqiu's appearance clearly, several people subconsciously retreated for a moment.

They seemed to be stunned, but when they came to their senses, they couldn't help but feel a little annoyed because they were stunned as soon as they met.

"Wait a moment--"

A casual cultivator spoke in a low voice.

"I'm talking about you."

Cheng Hanqiu stopped and slowly turned his head.

The white hair fell down, casting a shadow, and the angular face was half hidden in the shadow, full of danger.

He didn't say anything.

He just glanced at them, as if he had only seen a few ants.

The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment.

The waiter's smile froze and he stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Is it all right, sir? Our signboards haven't been fully put up yet. Please wait a moment. I'll take these two guests to the upper room next door."

Being interrupted by the waiter.

The few casual cultivators whose hearts were beating wildly after being stared at came to their senses and their faces became even uglier.

"Wait a minute, the upper room next door?"

"You mean he's going to be next to us?"

"That won't do. I hate demon cultivators the most. They are cunning and full of lies. I've been deceived many times. Who knows if the money they have comes from a legitimate source?"

Several wandering cultivators came to their senses at this moment.

I have already sensed the faint aura of spiritual energy from the little cub, but it is clear that it has not yet entered the realm of Taoism.

Cheng Hanqiu suppressed all his cultivation, and his aura was almost the same as that of the little guy.

Based on this, several people basically concluded that the other party was a half-blood demon who had missed the opportunity to be accepted as a disciple. This time, because his cub was chosen, he probably wanted to try his luck. After all, only Xuanyun Sect was more relaxed about the demon race's entry.

I guess I will be a casual cultivator like them in the future.

Even if that little guy has the ability, he is so small, what can he achieve?

"You still have to be more careful."

That person felt that he was more capable than Cheng Hanqiu and that as an immortal cultivator, he was superior to others, so he looked arrogant.

To be honest, Cheng Hanqiu was very annoyed.

I was extremely annoyed with these guys, and my already irritable and repressed spirit was about to be ignited.

His expression grew colder and more dangerous.

He doesn't mind being described as cold-blooded and scary.

How to kill these little mosquitoes——

The only thing that made Cheng Hanqiu think for two more seconds was that the cub he was carrying was still hungry.

The movement here also attracted the attention of several surrounding rooms.

A spoiled young master peeked in from the other side of the door.

The young master saw little Yan Ning being carried.

There was disdain in his eyes.

Is this the guy who will go to Xuanyun Sect to become a disciple in a few days?

So shabby.

"Master Yu Ming."

The guards accompanying him clearly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The guard subconsciously looked at the man who was standing there casually, seemingly full of flaws.

There were flaws everywhere, but after just a few glances, he felt a wave of eerie and dangerous feelings coming over him.

His intuition told him to leave this place quickly.

Otherwise something big will happen.

"Let's go quickly after we finish eating."

He forcefully took the still dissatisfied young master downstairs quickly. When he got outside, he realized that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat on his back and his hair stood on end, but he could finally breathe normally.

"Hello!"

Yu Ming was so unhappy that he jumped up and down. He didn't like Yan Ning since he saw that guy.

If I have to explain it, I can't really explain why. It's like an instinctive rejection of a natural enemy.

"Are you afraid of them? Isn't my brother here if anything happens? My brother said that I am the most distinguished guest here!"

The guard was helpless.

"Young Master, please be quiet. That person is definitely not simple. Those wandering cultivators may have encountered a tough opponent. You'd better not provoke them, at least until the eldest young master returns."

And now upstairs.

A few independent cultivators who had long been accustomed to the law of the jungle in the world of immortal cultivation thought they were on their brothers' territory and could act tyrannically.

Feeling that their words were already showing special favor to him, he slammed a low-grade spirit stone on the table.

"Nuo, take this spirit stone and go away. Don't come to our side, you monster from the demon clan."

Cheng Hanqiu had a blank expression on his face and was about to raise his hand.

The cub he was holding couldn't help but start chattering.

"Big face, small eyes, and a love for gossip. Which page of the Classic of Mountains and Seas are you on?!"

The cub who seemed to be well-behaved and would never cause any trouble got angry.

Completely fried.

The docile little 'hog-nosed snake' bared its fangs, ready to bite.

"No way, no way? You guys don't realize that you're so ugly and think you're so beautiful, right? And you still have the nerve to call my dad a monster?!"

Cheng Hanqiu's anger was suppressed for a moment, and he lowered his head in confusion.

Looking at the little coward who was holding the flower cake and was about to roll up his sleeves to beat someone up.

He struggled so hard that Cheng Hanqiu had to hold the little guy in his arms.

Is he not scared now?

And where did you learn all these sentences from?

Satirical.

The faces of those wandering cultivators instantly turned gloomy and they all stood up.

The little cub playing with his sleeves was frightened for a moment, then huddled in his father's arms with only half his face exposed. He continued to chatter - "Oh, Ningning forgot, ugly people are generally reluctant to admit that they are ugly. Then just pretend that Ningning never asked you, anyway, Ningning knows."

As she spoke, little Yan Ning raised her head. Her well-behaved face looked as if she had been severely bullied. She didn't look like the kind of baby who would be sarcastic or angry at others at all.

His soft voice sounded particularly aggrieved: "Daddy, they talked about you behind your back! They said you were a bad person, a monster."

“…I know. I heard it.”

Your daddy is not deaf yet.

The cub seemed furious again.

"Ningning is angry."

The old father, who was forced to provide a safe haven for his cub, was silent for a moment.

He tried hard to search for Yan Ning's personality - maybe she was a coward who was always bullying at home?

It's rare that the old father who always rejects everything has found a ridiculous sense of humor.

It's me.

"What are you angry about?"

The casual cultivator over there was already uttering a string of curses, and was using vicious moves in his hands towards the cub.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. You must let us show you how powerful we are—"

Lightning crackled faintly around Cheng Hanqiu, and his long white hair floated slightly with the breeze. He cast a spell to temporarily shield the cub from the words of several people, and patted the cub's head as if teasing something.

"It's of no importance—"

The strange eyes looked over slowly and casually, but the pressure came out in an instant. The overwhelming sense of crisis instantly submerged the person, and the weapon also stopped in the air.

Cheng Hanqiu reached out, pinched the sharp tip of the hidden weapon, pressed it down gently, and then slowly added the following words.

"—A dead man."