Chapter 92 Chapter 92 Long Aotian's Father 6
The servants pushed and shoved each other and ran. From a distance, they saw the two guests leaping off their horses and rushing towards Yan Bufan. Their steps became more delayed, and in the end they even stood still, watching the two guests perform their magical skills.
Leaving Mr. Zhao San behind to buy time, Yan Bufan ran quickly with Zhuo Zhuo in his arms. They were already in the area of Leiming Mountain. While running away, he did not forget to observe his surroundings so as not to miss any clues about the Immortal Gate.
Suddenly, Yan Bufan noticed something was wrong with the wind. Almost at the same time, Zhuozhuo, who was lying on his shoulder, said nervously, "Daddy, someone is flying over here, so fast!"
Yan Bufan instinctively protected Zhuozhuo's little head and rolled on the spot to avoid the attack from behind. There was a loud bang, dust flew up, and Yan Bufan looked back to see that a large pit half a man deep had been blown out where he had been.
Unaware of these two men's tactics, Yan Bufan felt a surge of dread. He stood up, looking a bit embarrassed, and continued running, but the two men, soaring through the air, toyed with him like a cat playing with a mouse. They would occasionally attack him, amusing themselves at his exhaustion.
Soon, Yan Bufan had several bloody holes on his body, oozing blood, and his clothes were soaked. Someone said condescendingly, "Boy, hand over the little girl in your hands, and we will spare your life."
Yan Bufan struggled to get up from the ground, hugged Zhuozhuo tightly, and continued to run forward without saying a word.
Zhuozhuo was stunned by Yan Bufan's miserable condition and silently shed tears. Watching him fall and get up again and again, she suddenly choked up and said, "Daddy threw Zhuozhuo away."
Yan Bufan just hugged Zhuozhuo tighter.
"Daddy, throw away Zhuo Zhuo!"
Yan Bufan pressed Zhuo Zhuo's little head into his arms and said, "I won't abandon you."
Zhuozhuo burst into tears, "Daddy, throw away Zhuozhuo!"
Watching this scene of affection between father and daughter, someone in the air frowned: "Could it be that the weapon spirit has already recognized its master?"
Another person said, "Impossible. This kid hasn't formally practiced yet, so there's no way he can make the weapon spirit recognize him as its master."
The first person said excitedly with a greedy look on his face, "This weapon spirit is very intelligent, and it must have been bred by at least a Earth-level treasure! If it can be refined into a life-long magic weapon, its strength will definitely increase greatly!"
The second person warned him, "This is a tribute to the sect."
The first person quickly calmed down. They stayed in Palm State because there was no further potential for improvement in their cultivation. Obtaining treasures and artifact spirits wouldn't necessarily bring much benefit, and instead would lead to offending the sect and being hunted down. It wasn't worth it.
To avoid complications, the second person didn't waste any more time and immediately charged up his ultimate move. With the cooperation of the first person, the ultimate move hit Yan Bufan hard.
Yan Bufan fell down, spitting out more blood than before, and lay on the ground with his body arched, motionless. After a while, he even stopped breathing.
Zhuozhuo crawled out from under Yan Bufan, crying as he watched his blood flow out from all parts of his body, staining the ground red, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy——"
Zhuozhuo called out pitifully as he sat on the ground next to Yan Bufan's head. He pried his eyes open with his chubby hands while wailing loudly: "Daddy, look at Zhuozhuo, Daddy, talk to Zhuozhuo, Daddy—Zhuozhuo is scared."
Yan Bufan still didn't move.
The two who had been watching cautiously were overjoyed. "He's dead. This kid is so fast, he must have extraordinary talents. He will become a great man in the future. It's a pity that he had bad luck and met us."
The two men stepped forward to catch Zhuo Zhuo, but Zhuo Zhuo was so frightened that he hid in Yan Bufan's arms, baring his teeth and claws and bluffing, "Go away! Go away! Bad guy, go away!"
If it were a dead object, the two of them would naturally treat it as they pleased, but the "Sparkling Spirit" clearly had emotions and could think. If they really angered her, she would say a few bad words about them in the sect, and they would be finished.
The two of them were hoping to gain some benefits by offering the "Weapon Spirit Blazing" to her, so they coaxed her, saying, "Little girl, this man is penniless and has no cultivation skills. How can he find the treasures of heaven and earth to nourish you and help you level up? And he can't even protect himself, so how can he protect you in the world of immortal cultivation?"
They confidently persuaded him, "If you follow him, you won't have enough to eat or wear, and you won't be able to retaliate if you're bullied. We'll find you a powerful master who will give you a comfortable life with no worries about spirit stones and resources. No one will dare bully you, and you can even bully others."
Zhuozhuo shook his head without hesitation: "No! Go away, bad guy!"
Seeing that they couldn't convince him, the two decided to capture him by force, and their big palms as big as palm-leaf fans swung towards Zhuozhuo.
Zhuozhuo wanted to drag Yan Bufan away, but an inexplicable pressure trapped her in a small space, making it impossible for her to run. She was so scared that she lay on Yan Bufan's shoulder and cried, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."
It seems that calling daddy can give her strength.
Zhuozhuo hugged Yan Bufan's neck tightly, with only one thought in her mind - if they were going to catch him, they would catch both her and Yan Bufan, she didn't want to be separated from Yan Bufan!
The next second, a feeling of weightlessness came, and the sound of hitting and exclamations of disbelief rang out almost simultaneously. Zhuozhuo opened his eyes in confusion and saw Yan Bufan pulling a long sword out of the body of a cultivator and throwing it at the second cultivator with a cold look.
The second monk fell from mid-air, and blood splattered like flowers scattered by a fairy.
The two guests were killed in the blink of an eye. The servants were so scared that they ran away, and no one dared to come near.
Zhuozhuo's face was covered in blood, and he called out dumbly, "Daddy."
Yan Bufan pressed the back of his burning head and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid."
He staggered, stood firm, walked over and pulled out the sword, then suddenly stuck the sword into the ground to support his shaky body.
The energy consumption of forcibly activating the token was too great, and Yan Bufan felt as if his blood and flesh had been drained.
"Daddy!" Zhuozhuo looked at Yan Bufan worriedly and said anxiously, "Daddy is injured. He needs to rest and take medicine!"
"It's okay." Yan Bufan's voice was unstable and unconvincing, but he paused for a moment and regained the strength to search the two dead bodies. He also found two purses and a bunch of things of unknown use.
Yan Bufan tore off the cloth from the dead body, packed up all the things, and then used his sword as a support and climbed up Leiming Mountain step by step.
Zhuozhuo was like a little chatterbox, nagging Yan Bufan to take medicine, eat, and rest.
Yan Bufan explained in a low voice, "We can't go down the mountain to buy medicine. We'll run into Zhao San and his group. Eating and resting won't be of much use. Instead, we'll waste time and be caught up by Zhao San and his group."
If he fails to find the immortal gate to the world of immortal cultivation this time, he will definitely be hunted down by the Zhao family if he stays here.
Zhuozhuo pursed his lips and said sadly, "They are bad guys. So many people bullied Daddy and even wanted to take Zhuozhuo away."
"Powerful people get whatever they want," Yan Bufan said calmly. "If you want to avoid being bullied and want fairness, you have to work hard to climb up. Once you're at the top, no one will dare to take your things, and no one will dare to treat you unfairly."
"Oh—" Zhuozhuo didn't understand and continued in a depressed mood, "Zhuozhuo is useless and can't protect Daddy."
Yan Bufan said slowly: "It's my responsibility to protect you."
If Zhuozhuo is indeed a spirit of an artifact or the soul of an ancestor of the Yan family, she should indeed protect her master and descendants, but Zhuozhuo behaves too much like an ordinary child, making Yan Bufan think that she is really his child.
In just a few hours, Yan Bufan no longer thought about how to make Zhuo Zhuo play a role. He just wanted to raise her and let her grow up healthy and happy like an ordinary child.
Moreover, Zhuozhuo called him "Daddy", and although Yan Bufan never responded, his sense of responsibility had grown and become deeply rooted in his heart with these calls.
Zhuozhuo was very unhappy with Yan Bufan's words and angrily emphasized, "Zhuozhuo must protect Daddy!"
Yan Bufan didn't argue with Zhuozhuo and quickly changed his tone, "Okay, we will protect each other."
Zhuozhuo is protecting him in her heart now, and when he is old, she can protect him with actions.
Zhuozhuo was happy and said seriously: "Zhuozhuo begs everyone to turn my dead father into someone like Zhuozhuo and complete the mission!"
Suddenly, 9972 was so frightened by the cue that he almost lost control of his program. He trembled and threatened Zhuozhuo, saying, "Baby, if Daddy knew about these things when he was alive, he wouldn't be able to be bound by the system to do tasks after he died."
Zhuozhuo was frightened, and she repeatedly promised in her mind that she would not say anything, but in the next moment she vowed to comfort Yan Bufan, "Don't be afraid, Daddy. Don't be afraid of death. Zhuozhuo is here!"
9972 sighed, not knowing what to say to this clever little thing. With Yan Bufan's intelligence, he would definitely guess that something was wrong with her. With this in mind, 9972 decided to just lie down and let Zhuozhuo play in this world. If there was any danger, it would take her away.
Yan Bufan did not explore Zhuozhuo's secret, but asked: "Why didn't you leave just now?"
Even if there is no way to escape, it is better to follow those two monks to find a so-called master to be supported by him than to suffer with him.
Zhuozhuo said aggrievedly, "Daddy is lying on the ground. I can't leave with Zhuozhuo."
Yan Bufan was startled, realizing that Zhuozhuo had misunderstood. He had asked, "Why didn't Zhuozhuo leave him?", but Zhuozhuo had understood him as, "Why didn't you leave this place?", and since he couldn't move, she stayed too.
At this moment, Yan Bufan seemed to see fate stretching out a thread, tying him and Zhuozhuo together.
Three years ago, a strange phenomenon of golden light falling from the sky appeared in Leiming Mountain at night. At that time, the Bai family and the Zhao family in Luzhou sent people into the mountain to search, but after seven days and seven nights, the golden light dissipated and everyone returned empty-handed.
This is the version known to the people of Luzhou, but since then, Mr. Zhao San has obtained the opportunity to become an immortal and is preparing to pass through the immortal gate, while Mr. Bai knows the secret of the jade pendant that no one in the Bai family knows, and plans to seize it.
Based on the timeline, Yan Bufan suspects that his father, Yan Xingyun, was framed by Master Bai for his crimes and imprisonment, but he currently has no evidence. However, the impact is not significant, as Master Bai is already dead.
Yan Bufan wandered around in the mountains until the sun was at its highest point, but he didn't find anything related to the Immortal Sect. He found a rock for Zhuozhuo to sit on, and he picked up some dry firewood to start a fire and boil water to heat up the cakes and buns.
After heating, Yan Bufan took a bite to taste. The bun was a bit stale and inedible, and the biscuit was too dry for Zhuozhuo to chew. He broke the biscuit into pieces and soaked it in boiling water. While slowly feeding it to Zhuozhuo, he thought that he could not continue searching like a headless fly.
Thunder Mountain looks no different from other mountains. It has been such a long time since we have seen the strange phenomena caused by Young Master Zhao San. Perhaps the immortal gate can only be seen by the person who triggers it.
Yan Bufan tried to activate the power that appeared in his body in the past two days, or use this power to attack the mountains and forests, but he didn't get any response.
Doesn’t he have any fate with immortality?
After glimpsing a glimpse of the magic of this strange world, Yan Bufan couldn't wait to uncover its mystery. How could he be willing to be shut out like this? He looked at Zhuo Zhuo, who was out of tune with the mortal world, and asked curiously, "Do you sense anything different?"
Zhuozhuo knew that Yan Bufan was looking for something, and she tried hard to help, but the question was too abstract and difficult to understand.
After thinking carefully for a while, Zhuozhuo pointed to the beautiful meadow under the mottled shadows of the sun, then pointed to the meadow under the shade of the trees, and said in a baby voice, "These two places are different."
Yan Bufan subconsciously wanted to dig up these two places, but before he took action, he saw Zhuozhuo pointing at the rocks and land, the stream and the trees respectively, "This is different too."
Yan Bufan: “…”
Okay, he understood. The sunny meadow is different from the shady one, the rocks are different from the land, and the streams are different from the trees.
Everything in this world is unique. From tangible things like flowers, trees, animals and humans to intangible things like luck, no two are exactly alike. Trying to follow a map will only backfire.
When Yan Bufan wanted to use the help of Mr. Zhao San to find the immortal gate, he had already lost. After all, what he was looking for was his opportunity, not Mr. Zhao San's.
At this moment, Yan Bufan suddenly felt his ears and eyes clear, a gentle breeze blew across his cheeks, and warm and magical unknown things entered his body through his pores with his breathing, repairing his wounded body, and the pain and weakness were swept away.
Yan Bufan couldn't help but close his eyes to savor this wondrous feeling. When he opened them again, it was as if the mist obscuring his vision had parted, and the monotonous mountain forest became clear. He stared in one direction for a moment, then lowered his head to ask Zhuozhuo if he had eaten enough.
Zhuozhuo stared at Yan Bufan, feeling that he seemed to have changed, so she didn't bother to answer. Yan Bufan imitated Zhuozhuo's previous behavior and touched her belly, saying, "Don't move, wait for me for a moment."
Yan Bufan looked up and soon climbed up a tree, disappearing into the dense branches like a nimble monkey.
9972 sighed: [As expected of the male protagonist Long Aotian, he can gain enlightenment just by listening to a few childish words, and can draw Qi into his body without any teacher.]
The next second, 9972 seemed to be broken, and whimpered: "Baby is so amazing, Long Aotian has to rely on your guidance, you are a little genius, awesome baby!"
Zhuozhuo asked curiously, "Has Daddy become more powerful?"
[Daddy Yan will become more and more powerful. Baby, in the future, when you encounter danger, you must protect yourself first. Daddy Yan is the male protagonist, Long Aotian. All the setbacks he encounters are inevitable in the process of growth. They can only hone him but will not kill him. You don't have to worry about him.]
When the two monks were chasing him, 9972 was so nervous that it wanted to open the protective shield and let Zhuozhuo escape. However, it couldn't actively intervene at this point in the plot, and it was also afraid that Zhuozhuo would show an unusual reaction and become suspicious if he spoke to it, so it could only worry.
Zhuozhuo tried hard to digest 9972's words. She asked doubtfully, "Long Aotian won't die? Only if he doesn't die can he be Long Aotian?"
9972 was stuck. It had never considered the problem from this perspective. It seemed no one had ever paid attention to whether Long Aotian could easily obtain everything, or whether only those who survived various dangers and gained huge benefits could become Long Aotian.
"Long Aotian" has become a definition and a halo. Under this halo, any achievement made by the male protagonist is justified, and his hard work, pain, persistence and ideas are all ignored.
But in fact, every Jedi counterattack, every slap in the face and counterattack, and every upgrade and strengthening of "Long Aotian" are the result of the man under the halo experiencing life and death and deep understanding and thinking.
Looking at his life from Yan Bufan's perspective, wasn't it one of constant bad luck and little peace?
Thinking of this, 9972 even felt more forgiving towards the Aquaman next door - he's already suffered so much, so what if his virtuous character is broken? He can sleep with whoever he wants!
9972, reacting immediately, shuddered, as if he'd just fed himself a pile of shit. Upon returning to the system space, he hid Aquaman's little world, lest Zhuozhuo choose it and watch Aquaman flirt with girls. It was a nasty sight. What if the baby had learned bad habits?
Zhuozhuo didn't wait for 9972 to speak. She muttered to herself, "Daddy won't die. Zhuozhuo will protect Daddy and fight off any setbacks. I won't let Daddy have any setbacks. Setbacks are not good."
After she finished speaking, a breeze blew through the forest, as if a warm and powerful hand gently rubbed her little head.
Zhuozhuo scratched her head in confusion and looked up, but didn't see anything. She shook her head and quickly forgot about it.
Yan Bufan came down from the tree, with several bird eggs in his clothes. He smiled and showed them to Zhuo Zhuo, "I'll boil some bird eggs for you to eat. Do you want some?"
"Eat!" Zhuozhuo said happily, "Ahhh, Zhuozhuo eats the eggs, one bite at a time!"
These bird eggs were smaller than quail eggs. Zhuozhuo ate five of them in one breath, making his belly full. The rest went into Yan Bufan's stomach.
After eating and drinking, Yan Bufan put out the fire and walked towards the immortal gate with Zhuozhu in his arms.
Zhuozhuo was sleepy and put his little head on Yan Bufan's shoulder, drowsy, his saliva flowing out and soaking his clothes.
Yan Bufan gently lifted her chin to close her mouth, then wiped the saliva from her face. Seeing her somewhat silly expression, Yan Bufan felt a warm current in his heart. No matter what the situation was at the Immortal Sect, or how many people that token could carry through, he would not abandon his family.
At worst, I can stay here with Zhuozhuo. The world is so big that there will always be a place for them.
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