Chapter 314 Extra Chapter: Jianxin 1
This kid's a bit different; he has three eyes!
This was Cunxin's first impression of Yang Jian during the disaster relief efforts following the breach of the Tianhe River.
A pink dragon? There are pink dragons? That's a bit unusual.
This was Yang Jian's first impression of Cunxin, who was flying up and down, rescuing people in the river. At that time, he did not know that her name was Cunxin, but only remembered that she was a pink dragon.
He's hopelessly obsessed with his brother!
This is Cunxin's most profound impression of Yang Jian after listening to Ao Bing's ramblings.
Oh, the pink dragon is Ao Cunxin, the third princess of the West Sea. She must be very favored, right?
This was Yang Jian's first reaction after learning Cunxin's true identity much later. After all, she was a rare pink dragon; who wouldn't like her?
...
In the Investiture of the Gods, Yang Jian, Yang Chan, and Nezha teamed up to help Zhou defeat Shang.
Yang Chan stayed in the rear battlefield, pacifying the people and rescuing the wounded; while Nezha, for some reason, suddenly became like he was injected with chicken blood, rushing to the battlefield with all his might, and even taking the initiative to take on the responsibility of communicating with prisoners after leaving the battlefield.
Seeing how much he cared, Yang Jian felt a sense of urgency and started using twelve-tenths of his strength instead of eight-tenths.
Unfortunately, he still made a careless move and was injured by Shen Gongbao.
While unconscious, Yang Jian's mind was filled with many memories: his parents, his eldest brother, his third sister, Nezha...
Having finally escaped the confusion, he suddenly sat up with a start and saw a pink figure smiling at him: "You're awake—"
"He was just calling out 'Big Brother' in his sleep, Yang Jian. You really are a brother-obsessed guy. Ao Bing was absolutely right."
Thank you. May I ask who you are?
Yang Jian tried hard to recall, but he couldn't find this beautiful woman next to Ao Bing.
"You don't recognize me?"
Cunxin leaned closer curiously, and Yang Jian felt as if her fluttering eyelashes were about to slap him. He quickly stepped back and asked, "May I ask who you are, young lady?"
"I am Ao Cunxin, the Third Princess of the West Sea. We met when the Milky Way breached its banks."
“Ao Cunxin…” Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then subconsciously asked, “Pink Dragon?”
"Huh?" Cunxin tilted her head and looked at him. "How did you guess?"
Yang Jian touched his nose: "It was just my intuition. Thank you, Third Princess, for saving my life."
"Don't mention it!" Cunxin waved her hand magnanimously. "We've been through disaster relief together, after all, we're friends! By the way, what's going on with you?"
"I was outmatched and got injured."
"To overthrow King Zhou?"
Yang Jian nodded, then Cunxin's eyes darted around as she asked curiously, "So, are you going back?"
"Of course, as long as the world is not settled, we cannot leave."
"Do you need an assistant?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Jian was stunned, staring blankly at Cunxin.
Cunxin smiled slyly: "The Investiture of the Gods is such a big event, it must be very interesting... I mean, it must be very meaningful, so I can't miss it, why don't you take me with you?"
"But?"
"As a reward for saving you this time!"
"but?"
"No buts!"
Cunxin pushed Yang Jian forward, not giving him a chance to refuse: "Alright, alright, let's hurry back, or we'll miss our mission."
Yang Jian chuckled: "You know quite a lot."
“Of course,” Cunxin said proudly, “I don’t fight unprepared battles! Let’s go, comrade!”
"I haven't agreed to it yet!"
"I don't care, I'm sticking with you!"
...
"Erlang, look at those clouds, don't they look like my eldest grandson?"
Yang Jian had just returned from the Hall of Justice when Yang Tianyou pulled him aside to admire the clouds.
"Father—" Yang Jian sighed helplessly. Is it true that people are pressured to get married when they reach a certain age?
“Tianyou,” Yao Ji came out at this moment, giving Yang Tianyou a reproachful look, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Yang Jian's eyes shone with anticipation: "Mother..."
"Erlang doesn't even have a wife, so where would your grandson come from?"
Yang Jian's face fell instantly. He looked at Yang Jiao, who had just walked in, and shifted his focus: "Father, Mother, don't just look at me, look at our eldest brother too."
Yang Jiao blinked, then turned around and picked up the little monkey: "Look, my grandson!"
Wukong excitedly pressed his face against Yang Jiao's and sweetly called him "Dad." He then turned to look at his second uncle, Yang Jian, with an extremely friendly attitude.
"Second Uncle, don't worry, I'll help you figure out whoever you've taken a fancy to!"
"I've got my eye on you, so you're the one to figure it out?" Yang Jian glared at him, annoyed.
"Something's up?"
Yao Ji pressed for an answer, and a pink smile flashed through Yang Jian's mind before he shook his head. "No."
Yao Ji sighed, "Then why are you talking such big words? Forget it, let's just take my grandson out to play instead."
Yao Ji and Yang Tianyou were playing with Wukong, while Yang Jian sat next to Yang Jiao watching and couldn't help but smile.
"Envious?" Yang Jiao teased, looking at him. "Need me to help you conceive spontaneously?"
Yang Jian shivered: "No, I still have a chance to find a wife."
"Tsk." Watching Yang Jian's retreating figure, Yang Jiao shook his head. He's really easy to tease. I wonder when he'll finally get it and find a wife. The road ahead is long and arduous.
...
Ever since watching the live stream of the Seventh Princess's test of love between a human and a god, Cunxin has been determined to pursue the Dao, and no amount of persuasion from anyone can change her mind.
"Advising someone to get married is like being struck by lightning! Don't tell me such a vicious curse!"
Ao Run sighed. Why are all the dragon children like this? They already have difficulty reproducing, and one by one they don't want to get married. Even his youngest daughter, who he thought had the best chance of getting married, was rejected.
Ao Run, still not giving up, asked again, "Cunxin, weren't you on good terms with Yang Jian before? Didn't you stay by his side the whole time during the campaign against King Zhou?"
Cunxin jumped three feet away, her hand leaving afterimages as she waved it: "Father, don't pull the strings recklessly! He's the God of Justice! What's the difference between being with him and being bound by heavenly laws?"
Seeing that he wanted to say more, Cunxin continued to shut him up: "It was good before, but it wasn't really good. Was I following him? I was just joining in the fun! Father, I'm still a 1,300-year-old baby!"
"..." Ao Run was taken aback by the coldness. He waved his hand, deciding to ignore it. "Fine, fine, baby, dragon baby, you can go. I'm annoyed by you bunch of unfilial children! None of you are married and all you know how to do is sponge off your parents!"
...
Yang Jian, who is being pressured to get married, encounters Cun Xin, a "parasite on her parents' property," leading to an inexplicably awkward situation.
Haha, busy?
Yang Jian looked at the teacup in his hand and hesitated before saying, "Perhaps, I'm not very busy."
"Right?" Cunxin sat opposite him, awkwardly raising her teacup to cover her face. What was she saying?
"You..." Yang Jian felt a little embarrassed for some reason and blurted out, "Are you busy?"
Cunxin looked at the tea in her hand, then at Yang Jian. Was this really not irony?
Realizing what he had said, Yang Jian quickly explained, "I meant, have you been busy lately?"
"Oh, oh," Cunxin nodded repeatedly, seemingly pointing at something, "No rush, no rush, just eating and drinking. You know me, besides dealing with pressure to get married, there's nothing else..."
After she finished speaking, she felt annoyed, especially since she had just "slandered" Yang Jian. Cunxin felt particularly guilty, and her eyes darted around nervously.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Cunxin's "shy" appearance, he wondered if she was giving some kind of hint.
"What a coincidence, my family is also pressuring me to get married."
"Really? Even the God of Justice is pressuring people to get married?" Who's so bold? Who could they be asking?
Cunxin was inwardly complaining, but outwardly she was being hypocritical and polite.
Yang Jian observed with a serious expression. Oh no, Cunxin is pretending. Does she like me?
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