What else did he say?
Leng Ye was prepared, so even though he knew Fu Chen's entire plan, he remained very calm.
Qingwu shook her head, looking slightly apologetic, and said, "Perhaps because I was too nervous, I couldn't remember everything he said."
"It's alright." Xuan Fengqian noticed Qingwu's self-blame and said softly, "This time, it's all thanks to you."
"This is what I should do."
Looking up, Qingwu suddenly remembered Fuchen's last words, and her expression became serious in an instant. "That's right. According to what the Fallen Demon said, the Blood Demon should have already found out what his weakness is. He also said that he hid his weakness in the safest place, and as long as he doesn't say it, no one will be able to find it."
Xuanfeng raised a slight eyebrow, muttering with a hint of confusion, "Even a worn-out broom has a weakness? Could it be that his weakness is the winnowing basket that cultivated into a spirit along with him?"
Mu Fuqu said anxiously, "Regardless of what the true form of the Fallen Demon is, the most crucial thing right now is how we should deal with his test?"
"Give him whatever he wants."
Leng Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and in the instant his gaze met Xuan Feng's, he had already guessed her thoughts and figured out what to do next.
Xuan Fengqian instantly understood and nodded slightly. He was about to speak when he lost his voice due to the increasingly intense dull pain in his abdomen.
Seeing this, Leng Ye dared not hesitate any longer and, disregarding her objections, tried to forcibly switch bodies with her.
"I know what you're worried about, but I can tell you with certainty that your concerns are completely unnecessary. Leave the physical labor of childbirth to me."
"No! This is so strange..."
Xuan Fengqian never intended for Leng Ye to bear her child. If she did, even if he wouldn't be traumatized, she feared she would never be able to look him in the eye again.
Leng Ye said dismissively, "What's so strange about it?"
In his view, they had long since become one.
Xuan Fengqian insisted on pushing him aside, determined not to let him get close, "Can't you go out first? How can I concentrate with your little mouth chattering away like that?"
Leng Ye subconsciously pursed his lips. Before this, he had never been criticized for talking too much.
You should know that he was a man of few words before he met her.
"Listen to me. Apart from this matter, I will do as you say in everything else."
Are you trying to drive me crazy?
Xuan Fengqian became increasingly agitated due to the pain in his body, while Leng Ye was still watching him intently, waiting for an opportunity to switch bodies.
At first, she was able to coax him gently.
But as the pain intensified, all she wanted to do was beat up the person who had caused her so much pain.
As Leng Ye drew near again, she bit his shoulder.
Knowing that she must be in so much pain that she had nowhere to vent, Leng Ye maintained his forward-leaning posture and let her bite.
Seeing Leng Ye remain motionless as she was bitten, Xuan Feng felt a slight sting in her nose and her eyes instantly reddened. "His shoulders are so hard, I can't bite them."
"Let's find another place to bite?"
After saying that, Leng Ye leaned down slightly and pressed his lips to hers.
Mu Fuqu and the others looked at the two shameless people with embarrassed expressions and turned their heads away.
To their surprise, as soon as they turned to their side, they heard the cries of a baby coming from the bed.
Xuan Fengqian was taken aback at first, then pushed Leng Ye away and happily tucked the crying baby into her arms. "I never thought that giving birth would be so simple."
Leng Ye followed her gaze and looked at the baby boy in her arms who had stopped crying. He couldn't contain his joy.
"Chunmei, let Father hug you?"
Leng Ye carefully took the infant, who was only slightly larger than his palm, from Xuan Fengqian's arms. His cold, razor-sharp eyes were instantly filled with tenderness.
The baby was very intelligent, and perhaps because the name Leng Ye gave him did not suit his taste, he burst into loud crying.
Xuan Fengqian chuckled as he glanced at the baby who was crying uncontrollably because of Leng Ye's teasing, and casually said, "It's just a nickname, why are you crying?"
The baby pouted, opened its big, watery eyes, and looked at Xuan Fengqian with a pitiful expression, as if hoping that she would give it a good name.
"How about it being cold and icy?"
"Waaah..."
The baby seemed to realize that his mother was even less reliable than his father, and he sobbed softly, wishing he could be remade.
He'll come again when the two of them aren't so casual anymore.
"Not satisfied? Then...aren't you cold?"
Xuanfeng gently stroked his little face, her smile widening.
Not only does he look remarkably like Leng Ye, but even his angry expression is exactly the same.
"Wow--"
The baby was so heartbroken that he began to question the meaning of life.
In his mind, the three words "Is it cold?" can at most be considered a caring question, and it is far from being his name.
Now, Leng Ye finally realized that Xuan Fengqian's naming skills were even less reliable than his own.
After a moment's hesitation, he slowly approached the baby and tentatively asked, "How about calling him Leng Mo (Cold-hearted)?"
"Look at the name you gave yourself, it's so cold and impersonal."
Xuan Fengqian could not agree with Leng Ye's aesthetic sense as a tough, masculine man, and protested repeatedly.
Leng Ye was speechless. He hadn't even complained that Xuan Feng Qian Qi's nicknames, "Cold and Icy" and "Cold and Not," were a bit too frivolous, yet she was complaining that the names he'd given her lacked any human touch...
Surprisingly, the baby in Xuan Fengqian's arms seemed to really like the name "Cold-hearted," and was currently giggling and smiling sweetly at Leng Ye.
"Okay, whatever you like."
Seeing this, Xuanfeng had no choice but to compromise.
Just then, the sharp-eyed Qingwu noticed a fleeting shadow outside the window.
Fearing that Fu Chen might have already lurked outside without her noticing, she anxiously approached the three people still immersed in joy on the bed and whispered, "Princess, there are people outside. What should we do now?"
"Use their plan against them."
Xuan Fengqian handed the little cub, who was curiously looking around, to Leng Ye, then lay straight down on the bed, closed her eyes, and pretended to have died in childbirth.
After the midwife, who had been dozing off beside the bed for a while, woke up and saw that Xuanfeng's face was ashen, she wiped the drool that had not yet dried from the corner of her mouth and wailed, "Princess, why are you so unlucky?"
Bai Di, Xuan Xingchen, and the others, who were anxiously waiting outside, heard the midwife's particularly loud wails and rushed into the room without a second thought. Without saying a word, they also rushed to the side of the bed and joined in their own wailing.
Xuan Fengqian originally wanted to give them a heads-up, but seeing that among all the people in the room, only Bai Di and Xuan Xingchen were crying the most realistically, she had no choice but to give up in order to completely deceive Fu Chen.
The dust, which had transformed into a broom, was leaning against the windowsill outside, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside.
For some reason, he felt that Leng Ye's reaction seemed a little too calm.
Just as he was listening intently to the corner of the wall, Qi Yuan, who had rushed over, also heard the increasingly loud wails from inside the house. Her legs went weak, and the hot soup that had just come out of the pot on the tray in her hand spilled squarely onto Fu Chen.
Fu Chen was caught off guard and was nearly killed on the spot by Qi Yuan's splashing.
He was about to pull his scalded hand back when, unexpectedly, Qi Yuan kicked his body, causing him to nearly lose his temper and tear her to shreds.
However, just as he was about to retaliate, Qi Yuan had already taken off running into the house, lay on Xuan Fengqian's body, and started to wail loudly.
Xuan Fengqian squinted at the two snot bubbles on the front of his nose and almost burst out laughing.
Seeing this, Leng Ye dared not hesitate any longer. He deftly plucked the reverse scale, which gleamed with a dark black-gold light, from the back of his neck and said in a serious tone, "You all go out first. Leave this to me."
Bai Di and Xuan Xingchen helped each other to their feet, their eyes blurry with tears, and asked, "Is there really any hope?"
"Um."
Leng Ye nodded slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a sudden gust of wind from his sleeve pushed everyone inside the room out the door.
Through the cracks in the window, the dust finally revealed where Leng Ye had hidden his rebellious spirit.
At first, he was indeed a little surprised.
I thought Leng Ye would hide the Reverse Scale in a secluded place, but I never expected that Leng Ye would actually place the Reverse Scale on himself.
On second thought, Leng Ye was always arrogant and unruly, so he was indeed capable of doing such a thing.
Regardless, he has achieved his goal for today's trip and can be considered to have gained a great deal.
After that, all he needs to do is use Leng Ye's closest confidants to destroy Leng Ye's Achilles' heel...
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A few days later, Xuan Fengqian got up very early, which was unusual for him.
She subconsciously glanced at the father and son sleeping in almost identical positions beside her, as well as Wuya snoring loudly, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes.
Several months ago, she took advantage of Leng Ye's unnoticed visit to the Three Pure Realms and successfully obtained the specific date of the Upper God Tribulation.
If there are no mistakes, it should be today.
Xuan Fengqian is not a pessimistic person, but she must consider all possibilities beforehand.
After a moment of hesitation, she quietly got off the bed, put on a scarlet cloak, and went out of the room.
Outside, spring was in full bloom.
Xuanfeng glanced indifferently at the phoenix flowers filling the courtyard and murmured softly, "Time really flies..."
Qi Yuan, who was watering the phoenix flowers, saw that Xuan Fengqian had gotten up early and said excitedly, "Princess, look! The buds that were still not moving yesterday have all bloomed today."
"Um."
Xuan Fengqian nodded slightly. She originally wanted to ask Qi Yuan to take good care of her infant child, but before she could speak, she choked up and couldn't catch her breath.
Since being born into indifference, she seems to be more afraid of death than before.
Qi Yuan was unaware of Xuan Fengqian's unusual behavior. She leisurely watered the flowers while muttering to herself, "The phoenix flowers are beautiful, but they're not very auspicious. Legend has it that when the phoenix flowers bloom, it's the day of parting."
If she had known earlier that Xuan Fengqian had planted a phoenix flower, she would have quietly boiled the seeds, ensuring it would never have the chance to bloom.
Unfortunately, the phoenix flower looks quite ordinary before it blooms, making it difficult to identify the species.
After Qi Yuan finished watering the flowers, she was about to invite Xuan Fengqian to bask in the sun in the courtyard when she was surprised to find that Xuan Fengqian had disappeared.
At the same time, Leng Ye also woke up from his sleep with a start, clutching his aching head.
Last night, after happily drinking the Ten-Ingredient Broken Whip Soup that Xuan Fengqian had personally served him, he fell into a deep sleep.
He couldn't remember anything after that.
He wanted to ask Xuan Fengqian what she had done to him last night, but he found that the spot where she had lain was now cold.
"broken!"
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Leng Ye's heart. He scrambled off the bed and rushed outside like a madman.
When he saw the phoenix flowers blooming in the courtyard, their fragrance wafting through the air, he realized that Xuan Fengqian had planned to leave today from the very beginning.
Just then, the White Emperor learned from the Three Pure Realms that Xuan Fengqian had altered the specific date of the Upper God Tribulation. Knowing that something was terribly wrong, he rushed to the Nine Netherworlds immediately.
But when he rushed into Qingfeng Palace in a hurry, he only saw Leng Ye, who was barefoot and searching for Xuan Fengqian everywhere.
"Father, have you seen A-Qian?"
Leng Ye understood that since Xuan Fengqian was determined to hide, he wouldn't be able to find him easily.
But he was truly unwilling to accept losing contact with her so suddenly and without warning.
The White Emperor shook his head, appearing as if he had aged considerably in an instant.
After a moment, he said with a slightly choked voice, "Yesterday she suddenly massaged my shoulders and back and told me a lot about the trouble she caused when she was naughty as a child. I thought she was just doing it on a whim and didn't take it to heart. But I think she was just saying goodbye to me in her own way."
Upon hearing Bai Di's words, Leng Ye also recalled Xuan Fengqian's unusual behavior last night.
Last night, she wasn't as haughty as usual; instead, she clung to him relentlessly until she coaxed him into drinking the soup laced with an overdose of sleeping pills...
Leng Ye frowned deeply. Even though he had mobilized the Nine Nether Demons to search for her all over the world, he was still very uncertain.
Holding the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, he paced back and forth in the Soul Devouring Hall with increasing impatience.
At this point, he had ordered his men to search all the places he and she had been, but they still couldn't find any useful clues.
"A-Qian, where are you...?"
Leng Ye frowned, carefully recalling every word Xuan Fengqian had said.
In a daze, a scene suddenly flashed into his mind: thousands of years ago, he and Xuan Fengqian met again at the Soul Ferry.
Although that wasn't where they first met.
But that encounter was their first meeting after they had just begun to fall in love.
"Soul Ferry?"
Leng Ye belatedly realized that Xuan Fengqian had once said that he must go to the Soul Ferry again if he had the chance.
Could it be that she is at the ferry of souls right now?
Thinking of this, Leng Ye dared not hesitate any longer and hurried towards the Soul Ferry.
Having lost sight of Xuan Fengqian's floating dust along the way, he silently followed behind Leng Ye after seeing his impressive entourage.
Today, Fuchen Tete changed into a white outfit.
His preference for white clothes was not because white better accentuated his extraordinary temperament.
Rather, it's because white clothes better accentuate the crimson of blood.
When his white robes are soaked in blood without leaving a single gap, that will be the time for him to take over the six realms.
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