Chapter 29 Don’t Fight Again
Chu Qingkong tried to stop him.
But he obviously failed, because blocking the host from entering the secret realm is equivalent to blocking the host from developing himself and reaching the peak of his life.
This goes against the values engrained in the system's code.
He is a very moral and ambitious system, which cannot be expressed in words.
After just a second of hesitation, the Chaos Gate suddenly vibrated as if sensing the breath of the phoenix, and several white feathers flew out.
Ming Fengque raised his hand to stop a piece, gently twisted it between his fingertips, lowered his eyes to take a look, and confirmed that it was a pure phoenix wing.
This secret realm is exactly as he guessed, and should be enterable.
He didn't hesitate any longer and stepped in.
There is also an unlucky system in the system space.
With a flash of his figure, he arrived at a familiar place.
It seemed like he had left, yet it seemed like he hadn't left. He had just left here less than five minutes ago, and now he was back.
Chu Qingkong fell into deep thought.
...This is a bit too outrageous! Is it too late to find an opportunity to confess the truth now? Is there a rule here that says leniency for confessing and severity for resisting—
The Phoenix Palace has carved beams and painted rafters, and the bedrooms in the East Palace's side halls are spacious, with glazed tile roofs and piles of silks and satins everywhere.
"Ah, Master Fengque, you're awake."
A kind and joyful voice interrupted his thoughts.
A middle-aged woman with light wrinkles on her face and wearing an apron, obviously a servant, looked at her host with a smile and asked:
"Good morning, young master. The kitchen has snow vegetable porridge, soup dumplings, black rice cakes, and we just picked some sycamore dew. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"
“…”
Unexpectedly, Ming Fengque did not answer for a moment.
Chu Qingkong looked over there.
At first glance, I saw a six-year-old host with soft white hair, golden eyes as clear as glass, and a chubby baby face with chubby cheeks.
He lay in bed, covered tightly with the quilt, stretched out his hand to look at his shrunken arm, his eyes cold.
Chu Qingkong: “…”
Chu Qingkong: “!”
Ah, the host is only six years old, and it seems that he cannot accept this reality.
Ah, six years old?
An idea struck him.
Ming Fengque didn't want to show weakness, so he certainly wouldn't dress up for the trip. And although Shi Weizhi was aloof and his dungeon-passing skills were extremely violent, he wasn't so heartless as to attack a six-year-old child.
Therefore, his two hosts would probably never meet. Even if they did, there was absolutely no chance of them fighting.
It’s not time to tell the truth yet!
Even for KPI, he can't give up!
The worker's eyes welled up with tears. He decided to fool around for the time being and casually found a sentence to praise: "Host, I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were six years old!"
Ming Fengque: “…”
"Um."
…
After waking up, Ming Fengque ate something casually.
He looked towards the delicate wooden window, where the light gauze curtains fluttered in the wind, vaguely revealing a towering sycamore tree in the yard outside the window.
Several birds flew by, their chirping sounds clear and melodious.
Now he has the soul of a twenty-year-old, but in the body of a six-year-old.
"You know, Chuchu," Ming Fengque pulled aside the curtain and said softly, "I don't have any memories before the age of six."
For him, the moment he opened his eyes, he was already a half-grown child.
The memories of the past seem to be hidden in a box, hazy and covered with white light, but when I think carefully, there is no impression at all.
He didn't remember his last name or his origins, and was wandering alone on the streets.
It was not until he was noticed by the people of Chongqing Sect and brought back to the sect that he began a new life.
Now that memory has been opened by the sycamore tree outside the window, sweeping in with great vigor and torrents.
…
Chu Qingkong nodded vigorously, acting as a qualified listener, with a high degree of concentration and great emotional involvement.
When he hears the host talk about how he was the center of attention when he was a child, he will smile with pride; when he hears the host talk about how miserable he was when he just woke up, he will pick up his sleeves and wipe away his tears silently.
"Wuwuwuwu, host, you are so miserable. I feel so bad! Wuwuwuwuwu!"
Ming Fengque looked at him, a glint in his eyes: "I'm very happy that you are willing to listen to me."
I feel like it was a bit over-acted.
Chu Qingkong was afraid that she would break down if she continued to act, so she wisely let go of her tear-free sleeves and walked around the Phoenix Palace with him.
I met a lot of people along the way.
The servants all greeted the six-year-old master respectfully, with expressions of affection and love. If Ming Fengque's eyes were not so cold, they would have come up and pinched his little hands.
“…”
Before he finished turning, Ming Fengque had already changed direction and returned to the East Palace.
Chu Qingkong was filled with righteous indignation: "Ah, this is too much! How could they do this to you!"
Actually very satisfied.
This way the host won't have the energy to go out, and he certainly doesn't want to be treated like a six-year-old child outside the palace!
It's almost time to leave. I still have one host who hasn't started work yet.
He said goodbye to Ming Fengque:
"That's all for today, host. I'm leaving get off work first, host—"
Dodge in one second.
Transfer to the infinite flow host's position!
*****
In the fantasy world, the green mountains are far away and the majestic Shoushan Stone of the sect stands tall.
A light drizzle, dense and soft, fell on the shoulders of the young man in white clothes who was carrying a sword, adding a bit of moisture to the strand of black hair on his shoulder.
Pei Ci smiled and raised his eyes, which were like red wine, and glanced at the sect gate, looking at the huge group of people walking towards him.
Led by the white-bearded master, followed by several of the master's direct disciples, as well as the outer peak elders and the outer peak senior brothers.
Pei Liang, as a traitor, was beheaded by him with his own sword.
Now that the great revenge in his heart has been taken, everything in the sect has returned to peace, and there is no longer the tension of the previous sect competition.
"Xiao Pei," the white-bearded sect leader stood before him. He stroked his beard, a complex look of melancholy in his eyes. "Over the past year, the sect has owed you much. I said before that you would represent our sect in visiting the newly discovered secret realm. And now, the day of departure has arrived."
They all listened to Pei Ciyi's story of his life and experiences, and felt deep regret and apology in their hearts. Then, for the first time, they looked directly at this outer disciple who had been hiding his edge.
Pei Ci came with hatred for his entire clan, so he should have been sinister and prone to causing trouble.
However, before taking revenge, he kept a low profile in the sect and went out of the sect to gain experience; after taking revenge, he also treated these old guys in the sect with courtesy and respect.
This made the last bit of grudge in their hearts disappear, and they now regarded him as one of their own.
The newly discovered secret realm suddenly appeared in the center of the fantasy continent. The entrance to the secret realm was chaotic and the soul power was disorganized.
No one dared to enter.
However, in the fantasy world, the more dangerous the place, the more wonderful opportunities it brings.
Each major sect sends elite disciples to the secret realm for training.
In order to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lanwu Sect sent Pei Ci.
Pei Ci curved his eyes slightly and responded to the greetings fluently.
Jiang Jia is also in this team.
She hid behind the headmaster, scratching her palms nervously.
When she got closer, she realized that Pei Ci was taller than her by two heads. She had to tilt her head up to see his face clearly.
Those eyes always seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and were bottomless, as if reflecting everyone's figure, yet it seemed that no one could catch his eye.
Jiang Jia choked.
A girl's heart is always full of spring, but in this look, she vaguely remembered her past targeting and meanness, as well as the iron wall she had kicked.
She gritted her teeth unwillingly, lowered her head and looked away.
Pei Ci glanced at her with a smile, passed by like the wind, and then completely ignored her.
In the fantasy continent, in order to become the overlord, one must enter the world.
Therefore, he treated the elders of the sect politely, and performed all the formalities in a thorough and thoughtful manner, in order to win allies for himself and make fewer enemies.
The headmaster sighed, a look of guilt on his face. "This reminds me of the time when you were constantly asking to go out and gain experience due to a lack of resources in the outer sect..."
"No need to say that, Master. Over the years, I have been aware of my own lack of experience, so I have repeatedly gone out to gain experience, hoping to improve my experience and become worthy of my status as a disciple of the sect."
Pei Ci replied with a normal expression and a smile, "I am grateful and honored that you are willing to entrust the mission of the small secret realm to me."
The Sect Master was flattered by these words, and couldn't help but favor him even more. He couldn't help but say, "The Sect will always support you. Although this journey is full of opportunities, it is also dangerous. Remember to return safely."
Pei Ci nodded.
He said goodbye to everyone in the sect, with a look of just the right amount of reluctance, before turning around and flying away on his sword.
A moon-white robe fluttered in the wind and clouds, with long and winding brocade patterns.
He closed his eyes slightly, his expression cold.
The reason for agreeing to go to the secret realm was not just because of the sect's requirement.
Although Pei Liang had been killed by him personally, no one knew whether this man, who had ties to the demons, had communicated with them again beforehand, leaving any backup plans. It might not be safe for him to continue staying in the sect.
And another more important reason.
He was no longer satisfied with his current level of cultivation, nor was he content with just being friends with Chuchu.
Only by doing everything possible to become powerful and become the master of the plane can he keep his Chuchu.
——Although he could imagine Chuchu’s reaction.
If he heard this, he would definitely tilt his head slightly and ask bluntly with a simple yet puzzled expression: "Friends? Aren't we superiors and subordinates?"
It should also be cute.
Then, it would be natural for him to sell some mall props, and without anyone noticing, help him sell many elixirs that were helpful for cultivation.
Pei Ci flew his sword at a faster speed, heading straight towards the secret realm, the smile on his lips gradually disappearing.
...even though it's a little hard to admit.
In the eyes of his system, they are not even friends.
*****
From then on, Chu Qingkong faced the most difficult challenge in his hard-working career.
In order to complete the task, he must shuttle back and forth between his host number one and host number two.
Although he avoided the dizziness of the space jump tunnel, he became even more dizzy.
Although the hosts on both sides are in the same copy at the same time, they are in different environments and require completely different emotional feedback.
For a system that does not have much emotional fluctuations, this is a complete destruction and torture.
For example.
At Shi Weizhi's place, the boss pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, disguising himself as an ordinary tourist who came to participate in the festival. In fact, he was crushing the Phoenix City in a dimensional way, establishing his own intelligence network and knowing every place inside and out.
Mission progress skyrocketed.
In just three or four days, the "exploration degree" of the main mission has reached 80%.
The atmosphere is pleasant.
Chu Qingkong worked diligently and cheered along: "Host is awesome! Host is really amazing! Host thanks you for being here!"
Shi Weizhi: “…”
The next second, Chu Qingkong was transmitted to Ming Fengque.
Ming Fengque, as the only descendant of the Phoenix clan, came to a timeline a thousand years ago and can only live in a six-year-old body.
Here he returned to his childhood and met his biological parents.
His father is the patriarch of the Phoenix clan, a strict father who always occupies a high position and is stern and unsmiling. He is an ice phoenix with wings that cover the sky.
His mother was his only wife. A woman with gentle features, she also wore white clothes and had golden eyes like scissors, all of which he inherited.
The main hall of the Phoenix Palace was magnificent. There were two people sitting on the throne, one strict and the other kind, but they both loved his parents.
However, all this happened thousands of years ago.
In his subtle happiness, he was extremely clear that all this was just an illusion and would shatter at the slightest touch.
Chu Qingkong followed every day: "The host is so pitiful, so distressed! Come on, the system will give you a hug! QAQ"
Ming Fengque: “…”
This change in emotion gradually accelerated as the copy time passed.
Chu Chu: "Host 666! The exploration level has increased again!"
The next second, Chuchu: "Host, wuwuwuwuwu——This is too cruel, wuwuwuwu——"
Chu Chu: "Wow, that's amazing! They even have information about the Killer Pavilion!"
The next second, Chuchu said: "Mom is so gentle, she cooked the soup herself... But I will never be able to drink this bowl of soup again, I am crying wuwawawa!"
Chu Chu: "The host has become a well-known big shot in Phoenix City. Congratulations, you are so awesome!"
The next second, Chu Chu: "Host! How did you become the leader of the children voted by Phoenix Palace?! Hold on, don't kill anyone, this is actually a small matter!!"
…
Working people don't have hard work, they just have a hard life.
But it wasn't a big problem. As long as the two hosts didn't meet, everything would be easy to talk about and everything would be bearable.
—Until they actually met.
The story begins with a naughty child in Phoenix. This naughty child was a well-known troublemaker who wanted to get involved in everything. When he was not satisfied, he would burst into tears, and his sobs were deafening that they could be heard from three blocks away.
The naughty kid moved into the Phoenix Palace because of his parents' work. His parents became civil officials of the Phoenix Palace, and he was promoted to become the second oldest kid in the palace.
The eldest brother is Ming Fengque, the rightful heir, and no one can afford to offend him.
But the naughty kid happened to be offended.
He was having fun in the palace and didn't look where he was going. He bumped into something and broke the soup bowl that the servant was bringing to Ming Fengque. The soup bowl contained hot white fungus and lotus seed soup, the kind that Ming's mother made by hand and drank less and less each time.
The naughty kid got into big trouble.
He burst into tears and righteously blamed the servant, saying that the servant did not know how to avoid the spilled soup and scalded him.
Ming Fengque walked out of the East Palace with an expressionless face. The look he gave the naughty child was as sharp as a knife, enough to kill.
...But he couldn't do anything to argue with a child.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw one of his cousins coming. This cousin was older and very loyal to his brother. Upon seeing this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and wanted to seek justice for him.
This scene of confrontation between the little kids was somewhat funny, so Chu Qingkong in the system space began to crunch melon seeds.
Fight, fight!
The naughty kid was angry: "Is it great that someone can help me?!"
He also started calling people and got his brother.
Ming Fengque frowned slightly, thinking that this scene was inappropriate. Just as he was about to speak out to stop the fight, he suddenly saw his cousin coming towards him.
This cousin is not only older, but also has the Golden Core stage of cultivation. In short, he is very good at fighting:
"I'm going to beat you up today and seek justice for my brother!"
Golden Core Stage!
The naughty kid kept his eyes fixed on the subject, thinking that he had just touched the threshold of Qi Refining and there was no way he could beat a Jindan Stage master. However, he was too unwilling to give up just like that, as it did not fit his demonic personality.
What to do.
Oh, yes! He knows the big guy in the intelligence building!
He continued to call for help, and this time a tall young man in black came. He descended from the clouds in the distance, with cold eyebrows, icy eyes, and a stern temperament.
Time is right.
Host number one.
His eyes swept across the scene, and the feeling of loneliness and world-weariness returned.
Ming Fengque raised his eyes, paused at his face for a second, and then a feeling of disgust arose in his heart from nowhere, as if this rejection was innate.
Shi Weizhi noticed his gaze.
When the two sides faced off, invisible sparks flashed, the temperature dropped sharply due to the biting murderous intent, and the pressure from the strong man made it impossible for people nearby to breathe.
Ming Fengque glanced at his two cousins with a slightly cold expression, thinking that fighting was not impossible.
The two cousins began to tremble. Unlike Ming Fengque, who had never left the palace, they had been in the city recently and could hear the rumors.
Oh my god, this naughty kid can even come up with a savior like this?! This guy is amazing! I can’t beat him!
They looked at each other and said sadly:
"If we fight according to the normal process, we will definitely lose..."
Ming Fengque: "Hmm?"
"But we can break the normal process. Have you heard the story of Tian Ji's horse race? In a one-on-one fight, we'll be in charge of the naughty kid and his brother. We'll definitely win."
The voice stopped, and two pairs of eyes looked towards Ming Fengque, and everything was said without words.
It means that he will be responsible for Shi Weizhi on the opposite side.
Chu Qingkong threw the melon seeds away: "..."
Stop fighting!
What’s even worse is that at the same time, the message prompt in his dialog box rang.
White Horse Club Number Two: "Chu Chu, I'm safe. I've come to a small secret place that seems to be related to the Phoenix."
…
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
