Hearing this, Fu Changling turned around and looked at his father as if he was a fool: "If I could get in, would I still be here now?"
"That's because you have no strategy."
Fu Yushu pulled a bottle from his pocket and waved it in front of Fu Changling. Fu Changling was stunned: "What is this?"
"Thousand-Faced Water."
Fu Yushu handed the bottle to Fu Changling, feeling rather angry at him for not fighting back. "Do you know why I brought you back? You can't chase a girl like that. You come up and act like you're staying in Hongmeng Palace. Wouldn't that scare her? What's your relationship with her? Are you still husband and wife? Only husband and wife can be so persistent. You just met," Fu Yushu emphasized. "You need to proceed step by step."
"So what's your intention in giving me this Thousand Faces Water?" Fu Changling asked tentatively, holding the bottle. Fu Yushu nodded. "That's what you meant. Starting over and making a good impression."
"If we're discovered later, it won't leave a good impression, right?"
Fu Changling immediately retorted, but Fu Yushu knocked him on the head with her fan and cursed, "How could you be so stupid? Just get by for now and cultivate your feelings. When you've cultivated enough, and then you're discovered, then tell her you did it because you love her. Your relationship is good enough, then you can sincerely apologize and repent, and this matter will be over. If you don't go now, do you expect to win her over?"
Fu Yushu sneered: "I'm afraid that once you reach the gate of Hongmen Heavenly Palace, you'll be thrown out."
Fu Changling stopped talking. Fu Yushu's prediction was too likely to come true. He had indeed been thrown out once.
He sighed, holding the Thousand Faces Water, feeling that this was indeed his only way out. After thinking for a moment, he turned to look at Fu Yushu: "Why do you think he hates me so much?"
"That depends on what you did to him."
Fu Yushu said decisively: "Have you been kind to others?"
"without……"
Just this word, Fu Yushu showed a look of disgust: "Do you know what I like?"
"I don't quite know..."
"Do you know her?"
“I don’t understand…”
"So what did you do to her?"
Fu Changling was silent. Fu Yushu supported his chin with his hand and said lazily, "You have to tell me what you did. Only then can I help you."
"I..." Fu Changling was a little embarrassed, "I lied to him first. At Shangguan Villa, I pushed him out to block the knife. While he was protecting me, I ran away..."
Fu Yushu showed a shocked expression.
Fu Changling said the beginning, and the rest went smoothly: "Then he wanted to kill me. We fought and he was seriously injured. I took advantage of his injury and cast a heart-to-heart spell on him. Then we worked together. The process was quite enjoyable!"
"Then what process was unpleasant?" Fu Yushu asked his silly son with the last glimmer of hope.
Fu Changling forced a smile: "Then when my inner demon entered my body, I beat him..."
"Hit him?"
"And scolded him..."
"Still cursing?"
Fu Yushu took a breath and Fu Changling nodded. After he said it, he finally understood why Qin Yan was so disgusted with him.
No one else has such a good temper.
The father and son fell silent. Fu Yushu drank a sip of tea to calm himself. After a while, he said thoughtfully, "Changling, there's still a lot of time left in this world. Would you consider finding a new partner?"
"I didn't dare to think about what I would have in this life," Fu Changling sighed, "but I owed him, and I want to pay him back."
Fu Yushu was silent. He was thinking seriously. Fu Changling looked at Fu Yushu cautiously: "Dad, can I still be saved?"
"Well..." Fu Yushu hesitated, "Do we have to save him?"
"Definitely."
"Then...what if we can't save him?"
"Dad," Fu Changling put the Thousand Faces Water into his pocket and looked up with a smile, "My stepmother is planning to kill me. Please go back and punish her according to the family rules."
After hearing this, Fu Yushu finally understood what Fu Changling meant.
Yue Sihua was the legitimate daughter of the Yue family. Their marriage represented not only their relationship, but also the reputation of both the Yue and Fu families. He had no way of dealing with Yue Sihua, but even if Fu Changling was an illegitimate child, he was still the eldest son of the Fu family. If Yue Sihua sent someone to kill Fu Changling, and Fu Changling insisted on causing trouble, both families would lose face.
"Changling," Fu Yushu raised his hand and stroked the back of Fu Changling's head, his face full of worry, "You looked so silly over there in Hongmeng Palace, but how come you're so smart when talking to Dad?"
"Dad," Fu Changling smiled flatteringly, "You have a lot of experience in relationships, so please think of a solution."
"Well," Fu Yushu said with difficulty, "You said that if I could create an opportunity for you to get close to him, I could do that. But can you mend your relationship afterwards? Son, this is really too difficult for me."
"It's enough to get close." Fu Changling took it all in and tapped Fu Yushu's shoulder with his fan. "Leave the rest to me, don't worry."
"Okay."
Fu Yushu nodded: "Just focus on recuperating first, I'll make arrangements for you."
After getting Fu Yushu's promise, Fu Changling felt relieved. He quickly stood up, rubbed Fu Yushu's shoulders and said, "Dad, I know you love me the most."
When Fu Yushu heard this, he was stunned.
Fu Changling would never say such words before. Even though Fu Changling has always been likable and does good things, he would never say words like "You love me the most".
No matter how pleasing a person is, there is always a soft spot in his heart. Fu Yushu's preference is a permanent wound in the heart of seventeen-year-old Fu Changling.
Fu Changling was a little surprised by Fu Yushu's silence. He couldn't help but ask, "Dad, why don't you say anything?"
"It's okay," Fu Yushu smiled, "I just think you've grown up."
"I've grown up."
His voice lowered a little, and Fu Changling felt a little sad when he heard his voice. He rubbed Fu Yushu's shoulders and whispered, "Dad, what have you been doing recently?"
"Big deal." Fu Yushu closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort of Fu Changling rubbing his shoulders. Fu Changling listened, and thought of Fu Yushu's death in his previous life, and he felt a little sad.
Fu Yushu's health wasn't great to begin with. Later, when the Immortal-Demon War broke out, he was the commander-in-chief of the entire Immortal Sect's rear-end supply mobilization. After an assassination attempt by a demon cultivator, he was completely paralyzed. Later, when Yunze's spiritual energy began to decline, he was one of the first cultivators to suffer.
Fu Changling thought countless times that if the demon cultivators from the Karma Prison had not appeared, if there had been no great battle between immortals and demons, or if Fu Yushu's health had been better, even if he would still die in the end, he would not have gone so early.
"Don't work so hard in the future,"
Fu Changling whispered to comfort him, "If you have anything to do, let others do it. Look at your second uncle and third uncle. Which one of them has an easier time than you? They are all practicing seriously, but you are the only one running around all day taking care of these trivial matters. You are not a child anymore, and you are still a Jindan. I am already a Jindan now..."
"You dare to teach me a lesson with a tattered golden elixir?"
Fu Yushu was annoyed by his nagging and slapped him on the butt with a fan: "Go back and rest, and stop nagging me!"
Fu Changling was driven out by Fu Yushu. The maids were waiting for him at the door. When they saw him come out, the four maids bowed to him and said with a smile, "Master, come with us."
Fu Changling followed the two maids back to the bedroom. Along the way, he was admiring the decorations on the flying boat. The style of the entire boat was magnificent and dazzling, but it also gave people an unexpectedly warm feeling.
Two maids led him into the room. One maid made him tea, one maid used a scented ball to iron his bed, one maid brought him warm water to wash his hands, and the last maid helped him change his clothes.
The maid was well-trained and did the whole process without making any sound. Fu Changling felt a little strange and awkward, but at the same time, he felt a distant sense of familiarity and comfort. When he lay on the warm bed that exuded the fragrance of orchids, he had the energy to think that this was the life he lived at the age of seventeen.
But such a day is too far away.
He was used to the wind and rain, the blood, the anxiety, and the sleeping in the open. Even after the Immortal Alliance was established and he became its leader, slaying all the demonic cultivators, the lack of supplies and his subsequent focus on cultivation meant that he no longer had such a luxurious life.
He found that the greatest benefit of this kind of life was that it gave people a sense of security. It made them feel that the world was stable and peaceful.
He wants the world to stay like this.
Fu Changling lay on the bed, thinking quietly.
He came back to this world not only to protect Qin Yan, but also to let himself, his family, and his friends live like this for the rest of their lives.
While Fu Changling was recuperating with Fu Yushu, Qin Yan, Su Wenji and his party also returned to Hongmeng Heavenly Palace.
Hongmeng Tiangong was built atop the clouds. A vast square courtyard, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people, floated in the air, bustling with activity. A wooden corridor surrounded the courtyard, encircling the square city. Many people walked along the corridor, some sitting, some standing, chatting and laughing with those around them.
Above this square main courtyard, there are seven small mountains floating around. After Qin Yan's flying boat slowly flew to the highest peak and landed, the disciples came out of the flying boat one after another.
Qin Yan and Su Wenji walked out together. Su Wenji led the other disciples and turned to look at Qin Yan: "I will go to the Salvation Hall with the others first. Do you want to go with me, or go see Palace Master Jiang first?"
"Meet the Master."
Qin Yan's answer was precise and precise. Su Wenji was not surprised at all. He nodded and led his men away. Qin Yan turned around and flew up to a higher place on his sword.
Jiang Yebai's residence was at the highest point of the entire Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. Because it was so high, the entire courtyard was covered with ice and snow all year round. When Qin Yan landed in the courtyard, he saw a pure white expanse. He stood at the door of the small house and said respectfully, "Master, disciple is back."
"Come in."
Jiang Yebai's voice came from inside. His voice was cold and somewhat similar to Qin Yan's, but when you listened carefully, it was different.
Qin Yan's coldness is like a flower blooming on an iceberg, a coldness with a hint of warmth.
But Jiang Yebai's voice was neither sad nor happy, but rather the indifference and coldness of someone who had seen through the laws of the world.
The word "come in" was spoken in a cold voice with a somewhat vague tone, and the person who spoke did not sound very sober.
After Qin Yan heard what was said, he stepped forward and walked in. The inside of the house was much more normal than the outside, with a black marble floor and red beams. Although the room was large, there was nothing in it except a small couch and a small square table. It was empty and looked cold.
Jiang Yebai was lying on the bed with his back to Qin Yan, seemingly asleep.
He was wearing a blue outer robe with silver patterns and a white inner shirt. His hair was casually scattered behind him, and his silver hair crown was thrown aside.
The whole room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and there was a jar of wine rolling on the floor beside the bed. Qin Yan walked in, first bent down to straighten the wine jug, then placed the sword next to Jiang Yebai and reached out to cover Jiang Yebai with the quilt.
Jiang Yebai didn't move, and said vaguely: "You're back? Are you okay?"
"Um."
Qin Yan's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing him: "My disciple is fine, don't worry."
As he spoke, Jiang Yebai suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Yan's wrist.
Qin Yan didn't move. Jiang Yebai probed around with his spiritual power. Then Jiang Yebai opened his eyes and said calmly, "You have so many injuries, and you told me you're okay?"
"When you walk outside, you're bound to get hurt."
Qin Yan spoke in a low voice, Jiang Yebai let go of his hand and turned to look at him. Qin Yan stood up and rubbed the handkerchief in the basin beside him. Jiang Yebai sat up and saw Qin Yan came over with the rubbed handkerchief. He wiped his face and then lifted his hand and wiped his fingers carefully.
Jiang Yebai watched his actions quietly without saying a word.
He is only thirty-four years old now. He was only twenty when he reached the Spirit Transformation Realm. Now he looks like a young man in his early twenties.
Perhaps because all his thoughts were focused on kendo, he knew almost nothing about life at that time.
He adopted Qin Yan when he was twenty years old. At that time, Qin Yan was only four years old, and he began to take care of him. So even when Jiang Yebai was thirty-four years old, he had not learned to take good care of himself.
Qin Yan wiped his hands clean and whispered, "Master, you can't drink like this anymore."
"With you away," Jiang Yebai said calmly, "there are few opportunities."
"If you want to drink, drink it." Qin Yan turned around and put the handkerchief in the basin to wash it clean, then walked out with the basin. "Don't throw the wine jar around."
"Um."
As he spoke, Qin Yan walked to the door carrying the basin of water. Before he took a step out, he heard Jiang Yebai say from behind: "A Yan."
"Um?"
"Who cast the spell of unity?"
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