Chapter 5 Hearing the Sound of a Bang in the Middle of the Night "Why don't you take me to school?"...
Lou Yan stood straight down the jade steps of the Tianyin Palace, staring intently for a long time before reluctantly withdrawing his gaze.
Wei Xiuzhu was still staring blankly as he asked, "Senior Brother Lou, aren't you really going to go take a look?"
Lou Yan's palms were almost bleeding from his fingernails. He gritted his teeth angrily, then finally flicked his sleeve and said through gritted teeth, "I'm not going!"
In both his lifetimes, he and Heng Qichun were irreconcilable enemies.
Whether Heng Qichun sealed his spiritual power, whether he wanted to raise the mermaid, or whether he would be blamed by someone, none of that mattered to him!
Fearing that Wei Xiuzhu would continue to press her for an answer, Lou Yan simply laid her cards on the table, "I'm heartless, okay?"
The honest man Wei Xiuzhu was indeed frightened.
Lou Yan felt that the noise around her had finally stopped, and she turned to leave, but then she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
"So annoying~"
A clear, tired voice came from behind, and Lou Yan immediately got goosebumps. He hesitated and turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the green figure standing behind them.
Wei Xiuzhu jumped up, holding the unconscious lizard, and exclaimed excitedly, "Senior Brother!"
It is Fuyu Sheng.
Lou Yan had little interaction with him in his previous life. He died young, and by the time he led the demons back to the immortal realm, Fu Yusheng was no longer in the Eighteen Realms.
—I heard that he was imprisoned by Wei Xiuzhu.
Lou Yan stared at the two fellow disciples for a while, then bared a sharp tooth at Fu Yusheng and asked fiercely, "What are you doing?"
Fu Yusheng was too good-natured. He carried the crying Pixiu cub in his arms to a nearby spot, freed one hand to tap Lou Yan on the head, making a crisp sound.
He laughed and scolded, "How rude!"
Lou Yan had never been hit on the head before, and immediately jumped up to bite Fu Yusheng's neck.
His mouth was open, but then he belatedly pulled it back in.
He might not be able to beat him now.
Lou Yan licked the canine tooth in his mouth with his tongue, looked at Fu Yusheng with a sour face, and the darkest thought grew in his mind - let's see if you can still laugh when you are locked up by your own junior brother!
Lou Yan was lost in thought when, in the next instant, something icy cold and unusually heavy was shoved into his arms.
He subconsciously looked down.
The little Pixiu was opening its mouth wide, spitting out gold and stones, looking at Lou Yan with teary eyes and a pleading expression, making muffled "whoosh" sounds as it cried.
Lou Yan understood.
It said: All the gold is yours, sir, spare my life!
“The Lu Duan Sect has been raising many ancient ferocious beasts recently, and this little thing is a bit afraid of me,” Fu Yusheng said at this moment, explaining, “I happen to be taking Xiuzhu down the mountain for a period of time for training, so I’ll have to trouble you to take care of it.”
"This little thing helped you a lot in getting out of danger this time, remember to take good care of it~"
Before Lou Yan could refuse, Wei Xiuzhu jumped up excitedly and hugged Fu Yusheng, "Senior brother, are you really going to take me down the mountain? Did Master agree? When are we going?"
Fu Yusheng didn't dodge. He gently raised his hand and touched Wei Xiuzhu's hair, smiling as he said, "Go back and pack your things. Keep your lizard and the spiders from Luduanmen separate. You should leave by tonight at the latest."
Overjoyed, Wei Xiuzhu nodded repeatedly in agreement, grabbed his senior brother's sleeve, and bid farewell to Lou Yan before leaving.
Lou Yan stared intently at the two until they descended the jade steps—Fu Yusheng's amiable expression vanished, and he turned to grab Wei Xiuzhu's ear, "How dare you watch the spectacle between Master and the God Venerable? How dare you be so bold."
Wei Xiuzhu cried out in pain, his voice echoing through the sky.
Lou Yan: "..."
As noon approached, a sweltering heat permeated the entire Eighteen Realms. The Endless Tree withered and shriveled under the blazing sun, its branches and leaves drooping limply like frostbitten eggplants.
That is the divine tree that is in the same vein as Heng Qichun's divine bones. If it loses its divine blessing, it can only mean that Heng Qichun's current condition is not much better.
Lou Yan pretended not to see it and carried the little beast back to Shenxiao Palace alone.
The Pixiu cub had cried until it was exhausted, and the gold and stone in its mouth fell to the ground with a clatter. It was clinging to Lou Yan's arm with its front paws and sobbing softly.
Lou Yan was too lazy to care about it. He grabbed the little beast by the scruff of its neck with one hand and threw it onto the lotus platform in Shenxiao Palace, letting the divine beast absorb spiritual energy on its own.
He withdrew his gaze, surveyed the empty temple, and his eyes flickered with a hidden meaning.
Seeing Fu Yusheng today reminded him of something very important.
In essence, he was also a demon beast. After transforming into human form, he also evolved into an original form, which Heng Qichun had been hiding in the Shenxiao Palace.
If they could find that wolf cub, Heng Qichun would have nothing left to use against them.
Even though Lou Yan still doesn't know Heng Qichun's intention in feeding the little wolf his inner core before his death, he still decided to give it a try.
Heng Qichun is still at Nanyu Mountain and shouldn't be back anytime soon, so today is an excellent opportunity.
Lou Yan lowered his body, habitually sniffed, and began searching for old memories.
He was picked up from the back mountain by Heng Qichun and cultivated in the Shenxiao Palace for decades before transforming into human form. He knew the palace like the back of his hand, and every brick and every spring was under his claws.
But no.
Guanyin lotus, shrine to deities, and even Heng Qichun's bedroom.
Lou Yan turned Shenxiao Palace upside down but still couldn't find it.
I wonder where Heng Qichun hid that little wolf cub.
This must be a backup plan that Heng Qichun left for himself; he truly has a deep mind.
It seemed that darkness fell exceptionally early; the sun set before dusk. The Shenxiao Palace was unusually hot, and the Pixiu cub was already sleeping on the Guanyin Lotus, belly up.
Lou Yan also felt hot and subconsciously wanted to try to use a heat-avoiding spell, but a pain in his dantian reminded him of Heng Qichun's instruction not to use his spiritual power recklessly these days.
He had no choice but to turn over and barely manage to fall asleep.
During this period, the Eighteen Realms were quiet and deserted during the day, but became very noisy at night.
The warm wind kept tapping against the windowpanes, the branches and leaves of the Endless Tree rustled in harmony with the sound of the wind, and the sound of the night watchman's drum from the foot of the mountain always reached my dreams without missing a beat.
The scorching heat seeped into his skin inch by inch, sweat poured out as he struggled frantically, and even his throat felt like it was on fire.
Lou Yan frowned.
The feeling of being roasted, suffocated, and powerless quickly pulled him into another dream world outside of reality.
The water in the Tiantai Pool.
He was once bound tightly by the Immortal Binding Rope and sunk to the bottom of the water. The sword wound in his heart kept bleeding, attracting thousands of sharks from the bottom of the pool. Each one was biting his flesh and turning him into a skeleton.
Lou Yan found this dream somewhat unbearable.
If even those who cultivate immortality suffer like this, one can only imagine the torment that ordinary people in the mortal realm must endure.
He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and suddenly opened his eyes.
The clapper sounded once long and four times short; it was almost dawn.
Lou Yan was not fully awake yet. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but was surprised to find that he was clean and refreshed, and the sweat he had produced earlier had dried completely.
Not only that, the scorching wind seemed to have disappeared, and the room was incredibly cool, making one feel so comfortable that one wanted to take another nap.
Lou Yan did not go back to sleep. She grabbed the clothes from the side of the bed, put them on haphazardly, got up and stepped out of the room, just as she bumped into Heng Qichun, who was meditating on the Guanyin Lotus.
No wonder, it turns out he's back.
Lou Yan leaned against the door frame, looking at Heng Qichun as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
The Pixiu cub had calmed down and was diligently picking up the scattered gold and stones. The only sound in the vast Shenxiao Palace was the clinking of gold pieces.
"Master..." Lou Yan stammered for a moment, then straightened his tongue before finally saying, "Master."
Heng Qichun opened his eyes and looked over.
His face was still somewhat pale, his eyes were calm and still, and his light-colored pupils had a gentle halo. He looked no different from usual and did not seem to have been reprimanded.
A gust of hot wind swept in, lifting all of Heng Qichun's loose white hair, which tangled and brushed against the side of his neck.
Heng Qichun frowned, raised his hand to form a hand seal, and deflected the gust of wind.
Shenxiao Palace returned to peace once more.
Lou Yan stood there stunned for a long time, the hidden and complex emotions in his heart surging up again. He blinked and tentatively asked, "Was it... the summer heat avoidance spell that Master cast for me?"
The wind that had just blown was still carrying the heat of summer, which showed that the drought had not yet ended. The reason he felt cool was simply because someone had cast a spell to keep him cool while he was plagued by nightmares.
And this person can only be Heng Qichun.
Lou Yan opened her mouth again, but before she could speak, she felt Heng Qichun's cold gaze.
Heng Qichun glanced at him and said, "Hmm, Pixiu can't stand the heat."
Lou Yan: "..."
He knew that Heng Qichun wouldn't be such a kind person, at least not to him.
Lou Yan gave a muffled "hmm," trying to recall his daily routine from his previous life when he was still in the Eighteenth Realm. At this hour... he might need to go and listen to lectures with the other disciples.
Looking up at the sky through the window, Lou Yan was the first to back down.
It seems unusually hot today. If I go out like this, I'll probably get roasted alive.
Lou Yan, always adaptable, immediately rubbed his hands together in front of Heng Qichun, revealing the most sincere smile he had shown since his rebirth: "Um... Master..."
Heng Qichun raised his eyes, waiting quietly for what would follow.
Lou Yan gritted her teeth and blurted out, "You see, I can't use my spiritual power right now, and it's so hot outside. Why don't you take me to class?"
Heng Qichun finally glanced at him and gave him a deep look.
He withdrew the hand that was forming the lotus incantation, his pale fingertips tucked into his robe sleeve, and slowly rose from the lotus platform.
That glance was never taken back.
It seemed to see clearly the little wolf cub's unwillingness to admit something, yet also its cautious probing, hidden beneath its tongue.
Heng Qichun nodded slightly, then suddenly agreed, "Okay."
Lou Yan was stunned.
He was already prepared to fail, and he only asked this question to see how far Heng Qichun could go in his acting.
In retrospect, he was willing to do anything to protect his title of "God".
For a moment, he almost had an urge to tell everything.
He wanted to question Heng Qichun, asking why he had gone to such lengths to stage this act of deep affection between master and disciple, and what kind of tricks he had up his sleeve.
But no.
Heng Qichun staggered a step in front of him, bent over and choked on a mouthful of blood.
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