Chapter 027: Me and My Unfair Father and Brother (Twenty-Seven)
You can always trust Chen Yunli's sleeping posture.
Early in the morning, Chen Wenjian, who had a rare good dreamless sleep, was awakened by the noise outside the house. Feeling the oppression and confinement coming from all over his body, he looked down and these words popped up in his mind involuntarily.
Chen Yunli was sleeping with his arms spread out, his arms wrapped around his waist and neck, his left leg slipped between his calves, clinging tightly to the area from his calves to his ankles, his head resting in the crook of his neck, his breath long and warm, spraying all over his neck.
Chen Wenjian seemed to have turned into an oversized rag doll, being held in his arms without any hesitation. The force was so strong that it was not only not gentle at all, but even had a sense of righteous dominance.
Looking at his peacefully sleeping face, Chen Wenjian immediately put the commotion outside behind him, stretched out his fingertips to touch the tip of his upturned nose, and pinched his nose quite viciously, wanting to see when he would be suffocated and wake up.
Old father Chen did not realize the hidden childishness in this action, nor the teasing that is common among young people towards those they like and are close to.
However, Chen Yunli did not wake up. Between being suffocated and being woken up, he chose to open his mouth to breathe and continue sleeping, and even snored comfortably.
Chen Wenjian couldn't help but let go of his nose and rubbed his slightly cool and plump skin with his fingertips, then touched his lips and lingered there.
"Ugh...mosquito!"
In a daze, Chen Yunli slapped his hand away with a "snap", then scratched her itchy lips, and her tightly closed eyelashes slowly opened a crack.
Light scattered in from outside the door and fell on the bed, first staining Chen Wenjian, blocking most of it, and then it came into his eyes.
He first saw Chen Wenjian's long, glossy black hair rimmed with gold, then his face, so close. His long eyelashes half-covered his pupils, and a lazy light shone in them, like the surface of a misty sea. This gave his gaze an almost tangible weight, and when it fell on Chen Yunli, it dispelled much of his sleepiness.
"Good morning." Chen Wenjian greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning...why are you so close to me?" Chen Yunli's voice was hoarse, with a hint of stickiness and coquettishness at the end.
He lowered his head as he spoke. The image of himself cradling Chen Wenjian with his arms and legs swept away the remaining sleepiness in him. His five senses, awakened, brought back many sensations he had previously neglected. He could smell the sharp fragrance of Chen Wenjian's hair, the warmth of his skin and firm muscles beneath the silk fabric, and the cool feel of his hair brushing against his ear.
Chen Yunli bounced away with a cry, his back hitting the wall hard, his face flushed red: "You you you..."
Chen Wenjian sat up slowly and shook his wide sleeves. He said half-jokingly, half-seriously, "I never knew you slept so badly. From now on, no matter what, you will be forbidden to share a bed with others."
"...Is that the point?" Chen Yunli pouted, silently closing his slightly open collar. "You should be a very vigilant person, yet you let me...hold you in your arms all night long without even letting go?"
"Well, you've got the point." Chen Wenjian knuckled and rubbed his temples. "I don't seem to be on guard against you. Instead, I slept a rare good night's sleep beside you."
"…Is this true?" Chen Yunli didn't believe it.
Meeting his suspicious gaze, Chen Wenjian's eyelashes flickered slightly, feigning hurt. "How untrustworthy am I in your heart, that you doubt every word I say?"
“…”
Why do you say that?
Chen Yunli had this sentence clearly written on his face.
"Alas." Chen Wenjian sighed, "Never mind. If a son is not well educated, it is the father's fault. As a father..."
“…Shut up.” He had just started when Chen Yunli got goosebumps all over his body and immediately covered his mouth with his hands to shut up the microphone.
Without Chen Wenjian's chattering, Chen Yunli finally heard the noise outside the house and couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen.
"Sir, please come down the mountain and deal with it. This matter... is really beyond our capabilities." A gentle male voice said.
Chen Qiaoyun pondered for a moment. "If what you say is true, I should definitely go to the scene. However, you just mentioned that a fortune teller predicted this and warned you, minimizing the losses. I wonder who this gentleman is and where he is now?"
"Sir, your surname is Lou, and your given name is Zhixi. He became blind in his early years due to trying to understand the secrets of heaven. He is currently a guest at my Yuyang Tianzong."
"I understand. You go to the other places to report the news first, and I will leave for Tianzong later."
"Thank you, sir!"
The conversation came to an abrupt end here, accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air, and the slightly noisy noise quietly fell to the ground.
After a moment, Chen Qiaoyun slowly knocked on the door: "Father, little brother, are you awake?"
"Wake up, wake up!"
Chen Yunli was anxious to know what had happened. Without waiting for Chen Wenjian to respond or get out of bed, he stepped over his legs and jumped lightly under the bed.
The plain hem of the dress brushed past Chen Wenjian's thigh. His eyes darkened as he looked at Chen Yunli's thin waist. He grabbed the quilt with his fingertips and forcibly suppressed the urge to pull him back and hold him in his arms.
At this time, Chen Yunli opened the door, and Chen Qiaoyun stood in the morning breeze, with her clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Go wash up first. I made breakfast, including shrimp dumplings and soup dumplings." Chen Qiaoyun spoke to him, and her tone was not much more ups and downs than when she talked to others just now, but seemed more cherished and gentle.
"good."
Chen Yunli nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to ask him if he had new toiletries, he turned around as if he had realized something and pointed to the well.
The well is still the same well. The stone walls and guardrails have been reinforced, but it still looks the same as before.
There were two benches by the well, one of which held a set of toiletries, including a towel, a bamboo brush, and green salt.
In reality, those who have reached the realm of Chen Wenjian and Chen Qiaoyun are already free from dust and dirt, and no special cleansing is necessary. However, the path of cultivation is lonely, and one often experiences the illusion of being between life and death. Persisting in doing trivial things can anchor one's spiritual state and prevent the long journey from eroding one's vitality.
"Thank you, brother. I'll go wash up first." Chen Yunli picked up the hem of his clothes with one hand and ran out excitedly. Halfway through, he turned back and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, brother, good morning."
Chen Qiaoyun smiled and nodded.
Chen Wenjian looked at the two brothers who were very close to each other, but what came to his mind was their past tensions - to be precise, it was Chen Yunli's one-sided tension, and Chen Qiaoyun had always indulged him, just like at this moment.
He used to find them amusing, and would deliberately say good things about his brother to Chen Yunli and bad things about his brother to Chen Qiaoyun. After stirring up trouble, he would not forget to take sides and treat them as toys to entertain himself.
Thinking of the past now, Chen Wenjian couldn't help but hold his forehead.
If he had known that dream would happen, and that his little son's personality would change drastically because of it, he would have done less suicide.
Since becoming a demon, Chen Wenjian has only made others suffer and never made himself suffer. It is rare for him to feel a little annoyed.
As expected, people are always pierced to pieces by the boomerangs they throw at different times.
After both of them finished washing up, the family of three sat around the wooden table to eat breakfast, and Chen Yunli asked about the conversation he had heard earlier.
At that time, he used one chopstick to skewer the shrimp dumplings and the other to pierce the soup dumplings, eating them sweetly with one bite left and right, and he was quite serious when asking about things.
He hadn't figured out how to proceed with the second phase of the review task. After all, no matter how easygoing the complete form of Chen Wenjian looked, he was still a demon who could destroy everything in the blink of an eye. Although he had changed a little after his rebirth because of the memory compressed into a dream, it was not much. Chen Yunli couldn't pin all his hopes on this.
In this case, he could only follow Chen Qiaoyun and follow the "main line" first.
Hearing Chen Yunli's question, Chen Qiaoyun paused and glanced at Chen Wenjian.
"I can't listen?" The old father didn't even raise his eyelids, and his casual tone was faintly cold.
"That's not the case." Chen Qiaoyun shook his head. "It's just that this matter is related to my father, so I need to consider my wording."
"snort."
Chen Wenjian was already annoyed by Chen Yunli's unequal treatment, and when he saw his eldest son's hesitation and indecision, his anger grew even stronger, and black air like flowing water swirled between his fingers holding the chopsticks.
Just as he was about to attack, a pair of chopsticks suddenly slanted out from the side and stuffed a shrimp dumpling into his mouth.
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Chen Wenjian was stunned and subconsciously chewed twice. The delicious shrimp meat was wrapped in the slightly sweet dumpling skin. In addition, it was fed to him by Chen Yunli himself, so the taste was amazing.
"Just talk, why are you so angry for no reason?" Chen Yunli smoothed his fur with a dumpling and looked at Chen Qiaoyun, "Ignore him, brother, just tell me the truth."
Chen Qiaoyun glanced at Chen Wenjian, who was picking the largest shrimp dumplings from the steamer and putting them into Chen Yunli's bowl. He had no interest in what he was about to say.
Chen Qiaoyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's like this. The cultivation world originally had five major sects, belonging to the five states of East, South, West, North, and Center. They surrounded the human dynasty and suppressed the dragon veins and human ways." Chen Qiaoyun paused subtly. "However, these five major sects were destroyed by my father a hundred years ago. The mountain gates collapsed and have never been restored to their original state."
"They are a bunch of people who are only seeking fame and reputation. Just destroy them. Do you want to settle old scores with your father?" Chen Wenjian picked up the vinegar dish and asked lazily.
"The five major sects are indeed immoral. Although I don't agree with my father's actions, after all, there are still many people in the sect who are unaware of the true situation, so there is no need to do so. However, I brought up this matter not to bring up old issues, but because something happened at the mountain gate of these five major sects."
Hearing this, Chen Yunli and Chen Wenjian looked over at the same time.
Chen Yunli took a bite of the shrimp dumpling and chewed it. "What's going on with these five defunct sects?"
"It's not them causing trouble, it's the things sealed under their mountain gates that are causing trouble. The mountain-guarding formations of these five sects were originally set up to suppress the forbidden things. After the sects were wiped out, the formations were damaged and could no longer suppress the things inside, so the things inside flowed out."
As Chen Qiaoyun spoke, he tapped the table lightly with his fingers. Magic power passed through his knuckles and projected five scenes on the table.
Given the similarity of these images, if he hadn't specifically reminded him, Chen Yunli would even have thought that it happened in the same place.
On the razed hill, the ruins of the five major sects remain. The demonic energy is everywhere lingering between the damaged stone pillars and high walls. One can vaguely see the grandeur and beauty of the sect itself, as well as the powerful force that destroyed this beauty.
There are many large cracks on the mountain, and beneath the cracks are crisscrossing veins of the earth, which in the picture look like golden-red lava gushing out of a volcano.
The mountain was covered with flowing fire, and the thick clouds it brought up hung darkly on the top of the mountain. Dull thunder rolled in from afar, like the sound of drums beating on a battlefield.
The raging flames flowing inside the mountain carried a majestic aura, but the longer Chen Yunli looked at it, the more he felt a sense of foreboding emanating from it.
"So this is what the five major sects are suppressing." Chen Wenjian stroked his chin with interest. "It seems that I really did something earth-shattering, which is in line with my identity as a demon...hiss!——"
Before he could finish his words, he felt a piercing pain in his arm. It turned out that Chen Yunli was grabbing a piece of his soft skin and twisting and rotating it hard, with an expressionless face.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Chen Wenjian's delicate features were slightly distorted by the pain. "Please loosen your hand first."
"Hmph." Chen Yunli let go, "Brother, what is that?"
"The Deep Demonic Abyss, also known as the Demonic Vein," Chen Qiaoyun said solemnly. "It's said to be the remains of a celestial demon from ancient times. It possesses extraordinary bewitching power, easily leading dedicated cultivators down the path of demonic power, and can also grant power to ordinary, powerless individuals overnight. Someone once said that the reason my father became a demon, and gained such strength after his incarnation, was because he found the Deep Demonic Vein."
Chen Wenjian sneered, "Bullshit. A bunch of useless people with only a superficial understanding of the Way of Cultivation and no achievements, naturally think that anyone stronger than them is relying on external forces. Introspection is a precious virtue, and it's clear they don't have it."
"Actually... what they said wasn't wrong." To prevent him from breaking his chopsticks in anger, Chen Yunli picked up a steamed bun for him to calm him down. "You did find the Demonic Vein, but the cause and effect were reversed. You were so focused on destroying the sect that you overlooked the Demonic Vein, which is more important in the eyes of ordinary people."
"I never pay attention to useless things." Chen Wenjian wiped the picture on the table. "What's with the Deep Demonic Vein? It makes me sick just looking at it. You can go down the mountain and solve this matter on your own. I won't get involved. Yun Li and I will wait for your news on the mountain."
"yes……"
"etc!"
Chen Qiaoyun was about to agree but was interrupted by Chen Yunli. He turned his head to look at his younger brother and saw that he had narrowed his eyes and his face showed "I want to get involved".
Sure enough, Chen Yunli's next words were: "Brother, I want to go with you."
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