The sun had not yet risen in the east, and the courtyard was quiet. The servants of the Kong family had heard that Young Master Kong had returned in a rage, so naturally, they dared not incur his wrath. No one was seen around the sleeping quarters for a long time.
Xiao Tian and Xue E flew directly through the ceiling and onto the roof.
They had been quite friendly when they were beside Ye Anping, pretending not to see each other.
However, the moment they passed through the roof, they seemed to have a telepathic connection:
Xue E drew the wooden sword from behind her back and swung it at Xiao Tian’s forehead.
Xiao Tian also swung its newly bandaged fist towards Xue E’s face.
*Bang—*
The wooden sword and the small fist collided.
“I knew you, you dark, slimy thing, had no good intentions!”
“I knew you, you golden fool, were going to sneak attack!”
“Hmph!” “Heh!”
… …
The two little ones glared at each other menacingly, but just as they were about to fully engage, Ye Anping’s voice came from inside the hall:
“You two, stop fooling around!”
Xiao Tian and Xue E didn’t know if the words were directed at them, but they eventually put down their wooden sword and fist, glared at each other, and then turned to go to the eaves to keep watch as Ye Anping had instructed.
They watched their surroundings with heightened vigilance, but it seemed that the few Ghost Spirit Sect disciples from before had not yet reported to Kong Xiangmo. No one came by flying sword for a long time.
After a while, Xue E turned her head and glanced at Xiao Tian, pouting her lips:
“Ye Anping is truly pitiful to be entangled with a useless thing like you.”
“Huh?” Xiao Tian was slightly taken aback and turned around sharply, frowning and glaring, “You dark, slimy thing, are you insulting me again?!”
“I’m just stating the facts.”
Xue E tilted her head slightly, narrowed her eyes, and continued:
“When we entered the courtyard just now, you didn’t even help Ye Anping check the female demonic cultivator’s storage bag. I had to look in the end. You’ve been by Ye Anping’s side for so long, yet you have no understanding with him.”
“I…”
“Nothing to say, right?” Xue E proudly put her hands on her hips, chest puffed out, and head held high. “Ye Anping should have cast you aside. As the spirit of the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao, you can’t even help with anything, and you’re foolish all day long.”
As soon as Xue E said this, Xiao Tian felt as if an arrow had struck its chest. It pursed its lips, wanting to find a rebuttal, but upon reflection, it realized it hadn’t really helped Ye Anping much.
Previously, upon learning that Ye Anping would be going to the Eastern Domain, it had spent days poring over the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao, organizing the various unique places within the Eastern Domain and drawing a map of the Eastern Domain, thinking it might be helpful.
However, when Ye Anping saw it, he said it wasn’t of much use.
On the road from the Xuan Xing Sect to Donghuang City, it had tried its best to help, but in the end, it found that its role was limited to keeping watch, peeking into others’ storage bags, and guarding the surroundings…
Thinking of this, Xiao Tian felt wronged, and small pearls of tears began to gather in the corners of its eyes, but its gaze remained fierce, staring intently at Xue E:
“Wuwuwu—”
Xue E hadn’t expected to make it cry with just a few words and was taken aback, asking:
“…Did you really not manage to help at all?”
Xiao Tian held back for a while, then turned its head, crossed its arms, and snorted coldly:
“Hmph! I’m not going to argue with you!”
Xue E put on a rogue smile and said:
“I’m starting to feel more and more sorry for Ye Anping. If it had been me and Mingxin by his side from the beginning, when we met you and your foolish white companion at the Imperial Sect, you would have been buried long ago!”
Xiao Tian pouted its lips, but after thinking for a moment, it suddenly put its hands on its hips and raised its head:
“Envious, right? Then be envious! Anping’s name is already on the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao. He is our Anping, mine and Yu Die’s, and has nothing to do with you.”
?
What are you so proud of…
Xue E immediately rolled its eyes at Xiao Tian, but upon catching Xiao Tian’s words, it paused and asked:
“Hm? What?”
“Hmph hmph! I’ll tell you! Anping’s name is already on the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao!”
Xiao Tian waved its hand and took out the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao from beneath its skirt. It flipped to the first page and held it up to show Xue E. Seeing the names “Ye Anping” and “Feng Yu Die” written there, Xue E seemed to realize something.
It was the first time it had discovered that two people’s names could be written on the scroll.
Seeing Xue E’s surprised expression, Xiao Tian immediately tilted its head proudly and said with a smile:
“So, Anping will absolutely not be with Gu Mingxin…”
Before it could finish, Xue E directly took out its own Tian Mo Book Scroll, flipped to the first page, and bit its index finger, smearing the blood onto the scroll.
“Ah?! You! What are you doing?!”
Xiao Tian rushed forward to stop it, but it was too late. By the time it reached Xue E, the words “Ye Anping” had already been written next to the words “Gu Mingxin” on the first page of the Tian Mo Book Scroll.
Xue E had tried this before, writing someone else’s name at the bottom of the Tian Mo Book Scroll’s first page. However, when it had written it then, the Tian Mo Book Scroll had seemed to reject it. The writing did not land on the scroll’s paper and had dissipated the moment it was written.
Seeing the names Feng Yu Die and Ye Anping written on the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao earlier, it decided to try again.
Xiao Tian and Xue E’s cheeks touched as they stared intently at the three characters “Ye Anping” written by Xue E on the first page of the Tian Mo Book Scroll.
Until they saw the writing soak into the paper, Xiao Tian’s eyes widened, and it shouted:
“Waaah!!!”
Then, it quickly reached out to wipe it away, but its hand passed directly through the Tian Mo Book Scroll.
Xue E let out a sneer:
“Heh… This way, my Mingxin and Ye Anping will be bound together…”
Before it could finish speaking, it saw Xiao Tian swing its fist at it, and immediately drew its wooden sword again.
*Bang—*
“Wipe it away!! You’re not allowed to write Anping’s name!!”
“I won’t!”
The two little ones began fighting again above the roof tiles of the sleeping quarters.
About half an incense stick’s worth of time later, a powerful ghostly aura suddenly descended from the sky. Xiao Tian and Xue E stiffened simultaneously and looked up.
Upon seeing Kong Xiangmo and several Ghost Spirit Sect disciples, Xue E immediately shouted to stop:
“Stop fighting! Kong Xiangmo…”
Before it could finish, Xiao Tian punched Xue E’s nose into its face, then glared at it before burrowing through the wall and flying into the room.
Inside the sleeping quarters, Ye Anping, Gu Mingxin, and Feng Yu Die were all sitting cross-legged on the bed. Ye Anping saw Xiao Tian fly in in a panic and asked:
“Are they here?”
“They’re here!! Ai—!”
Before it could finish speaking, a black shadow flew in from the ceiling and, with a downward slash, sent Xiao Tian crashing towards the ground.
“Pfft—!” Xue E spat at it and then said, “Ye Anping, Kong Xiangmo is here, along with several Ghost Spirit Sect disciples…”
Ye Anping didn’t know what they had been up to, but he ignored it and glanced at Gu Mingxin beside him.
Gu Mingxin narrowed her eyes and smiled, then lay down on her own, opening her arms:
“Mmm~~”
Ye Anping flipped over, pinning her beneath him, and let her wrap her legs around his waist. He then gently grabbed Gu Mingxin’s neck and turned to Feng Yu Die:
“You fake crying.”
“Oh…” Feng Yu Die looked at their actions, nodded blankly, then sniffled, covered her face, and began to sob softly, “Ying ying ying…”
Ye Anping took a deep breath, looked at Gu Mingxin beneath him, and commanded:
“Scream.”
“Mmm~…”
“Don’t scream like you’re enjoying it, scream like you’re in pain…”
“Hee… Wu—”
… …
In the courtyard outside the sleeping quarters, Kong Xiangmo descended from the sky on his flying sword and stepped onto the ground. He scanned the surroundings before walking up the steps to the sleeping quarters and arriving at the door.
Chen Ruogu had fallen, the elder of the Tian Mo Sect’s Prison Hall of unknown identity had fallen, and his incompetent son had actually captured Gu Mingxin alive.
This was simply outrageous.
Kong Xiangmo did not believe his son was capable of achieving anything. Even though he saw the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples who came to report looking serious, he remained skeptical.
Kong Xiangmo wondered if Kong Huayuan had been deceived and fallen into someone’s trap, leading to Elder Chen’s death, and then escaped back, only to lie about capturing Gu Mingxin to save face.
But then again, he didn’t think his son would go so far as to tell such a lie.
With three parts curiosity, three parts suspicion, and four parts astonishment, Kong Xiangmo raised his hand to push open the door of the sleeping quarters.
However, the moment his hand touched the door, a voice of pleading came from within:
—”I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Wu wu— No! Ah!!”
Hearing this voice, Kong Xiangmo’s facial features contorted.
He had met and spoken with Gu Mingxin before.
He had to admit, this voice did sound like hers.
“Tsk… Hiss—”
Kong Xiangmo clicked his tongue slightly. He was reluctant to go in now, but since it concerned the girl adopted by the Prison Yama Venerable, after a slight hesitation, he pushed open the door of the sleeping quarters.
The moment the door opened, a dense killing aura wafted out from within.
Kong Xiangmo stepped over the threshold and felt something under his feet. He looked down and saw a female demonic cultivator with her eyes rolled back. After a moment of thought, he recalled that this was likely a cauldron he had raised for his son. He ignored her and looked towards the bed.
On the bed, “Kong Huayuan” was facing away from him, with his hands around the neck of a woman beneath him. At the edge of the bed, a Foundation Establishment Stage young girl was covering her face as if startled.
Just as he was about to approach the bed to investigate, Ye Anping said in a hoarse, suppressed voice:
“You killed the elder of my Ghost Spirit Sect, you killed Elder Liang of the Tian Mo Sect, do you think this seat will let you, a dirty woman, go?!!”
“I… I’m sorry! I’m sorry… No…”
Gu Mingxin looked troubled, twisting her body as if trying to escape. Upon seeing Kong Xiangmo, she immediately reached out towards him, begging for help:
“Elder Kong… Elder Kong!! Save me… Cough cough—”
“Even if Prison Yama Venerable himself came today, he couldn’t save you…”
Seeing Gu Mingxin reaching out for help, Kong Xiangmo glanced at “Kong Huayuan,” then turned to leave, leaving behind a single sentence:
“Huayuan, know when to stop.”
Then, he closed the door with spiritual energy and retreated from the sleeping quarters.
Kong Xiangmo walked under the eaves and listened to Gu Mingxin’s heart-wrenching pleas and screams from inside the hall behind him. For some reason, he felt a sense of joy.
Although a Nascent Soul elder had died, his usually dissolute and idle son had truly accomplished something.
“Heh heh…”
When Gu Mingxin defected, the Tian Mo Sect had offered a huge reward. Now that his son had captured Gu Mingxin, the bounty would directly go to his son.
However, the bounty was secondary. The main thing was Gu Mingxin’s importance to Yama.
By accomplishing this, Kong Huayuan would surely gain the favor of Yama Venerable, who was the Sect Master of the Tian Mo Sect and a Void Returning Stage cultivator.
For cultivators in this world, to catch the eye of a Void Returning Stage cultivator was equivalent to having a huge backing.
He, the Grand Elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, had previously offered advice that led to the death of Gui Qinghe, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, in the Central Domain, angering Gui Muqi. Now that his son could gain the favor of Yama Venerable, his merits and demerits would cancel each other out.
Kong Xiangmo lightly stroked his beard and looked at the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples waiting beside him.
They immediately stepped forward and cupped their fists:
“What are your orders, Grand Elder?”
“After the brat finishes, if Gu Mingxin is still alive, escort her to the prison. If she’s dead, then put her in a coffin and send her to the Ancestral Hall.”
“Yes…”
“Also,” Kong Xiangmo said after a moment of silence, “send a message to the Tian Mo Sect, saying that Kong Huayuan, a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect, has captured Gu Mingxin near Donghuang and they can send someone to pick her up themselves.”
“Yes!”
Kong Xiangmo curled his lips slightly, put his hands behind his back, and stepped onto his flying sword, heading towards the Tian Ge in Donghuang…
… …
At the same time, on the bed, Ye Anping, still pinning Gu Mingxin down, did not dare to relax his vigilance. His hands gently clasped Gu Mingxin’s neck, listening to her acting, which was dozens of times more skillful than that of the great hero Xuanji. However, his attention was already outside the sleeping quarters.
It wasn’t until Xue E flew back from outside with its wooden sword that it reported:
“Kong Xiangmo has left.”
Only then did Ye Anping breathe a sigh of relief and loosen his hands on Gu Mingxin’s neck, intending to move away from her.
However, just as his mood calmed down, a faint fragrance entered his nostrils.
Ye Anping was stunned and turned to look at Gu Mingxin’s face below him.
Her lips parted slightly, her chest and abdomen rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Due to their recent movements, her shoulder had slipped down, revealing her pale, corpse-like shoulder…
“Hiss—”
Ye Anping took a sharp breath. This familiar feeling…
Gu Mingxin smiled with her lips pursed, her gaze slowly drifting down towards Ye Anping’s belly. Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn’t help but sit up a little, leaning close to his ear and whispering:
“Ye~ Anping~”
Ye Anping shivered, feeling a tingle down his spine.
He realized he was reacting to Gu Mingxin…
—Damn Heavenly Dao… No, could it be…
Ye Anping seemed to have an epiphany and turned to look at Xue E beside him.
Xue E’s cheeks were flushed red. Seeing him look over, it quickly turned its back and said:
“Ye Anping, you and Mingxin continue, I don’t mind…”
However, before it could finish, Xiao Tian, who had been hit on the head by Xue E, delivered a flying kick, sending Xue E flying away. It said:
“Anping, calm down! That dark, slimy thing just now…” Ai yo!
*Bang—!*
Xue E twisted back and hit Xiao Tian on the forehead with its wooden sword.
“Ye Anping, it’s okay. You are also the master of the Tian Mo Book Scroll now.”
Having said this, Xue E turned to look at Xiao Tian, drew its sword, and leaped, immediately starting to fight with Xiao Tian.
Watching the two little ones, one golden and one black, fight, Ye Anping felt inexplicably tired. He could guess what had happened, but honestly, he hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.
The Heavenly Scroll of the Dao had acknowledged him.
And now, the Tian Mo Book Scroll had also acknowledged him.
“… …”
Just as Ye Anping’s emotions were in turmoil, Feng Yu Die, who had been squatting at the foot of the bed, suddenly rushed over and threw herself into his arms, pushing him off Gu Mingxin.
Feng Yu Die lay on Ye Anping, her golden spirit eyes trembling slightly:
“Young Master Ye, if you want to dual cultivate, I can help you!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yu Die’s eyes sharpened, and she immediately summoned her spirit sword from her storage bag and held it beside her.
*Ding—*
Gu Mingxin stood up from the bed, gripping her Blood-colored Spiritual Sword, and glared fiercely at Feng Yu Die:
“You ruined my good deed!”
Feng Yu Die frowned slightly and stood up, drawing a sword glow, but it was easily parried by Gu Mingxin.
*Ding—*
“I was here first!”
But in the next moment, a series of “Huala Huala” chain sounds were heard.
Ye Anping summoned two shining golden chains from his storage bag, binding Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin together. He then carried them over and threw them onto the bed, lying them side-by-side. He said calmly:
“Don’t speak, let me have some peace.”
“…Oh.” “… …”
However, seeing Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin bound by chains, a storm arose in Ye Anping’s heart, giving him a strange impulse to embrace both beauties.
But now, they were in enemy territory…
He was silent for a moment, then simply turned his back, sat down cross-legged, and cursed inwardly:
—Damn Heavenly Dao, and now there’s a damn Tian Mo.
“Ai…”
After a sigh, Ye Anping looked at Xiao Tian and Xue E, who were fighting in front of him. He raised his hands and pinched them both in his grasp, a rare trace of anger showing on his face:
“Try fighting again, and I’ll…”
“Ah… But Anping, this dark, slimy thing…”
“Ye Anping, order this golden fool to erase your name from the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao, right? From now on, I’ll follow you, and I’m much better than this golden fool!”
“Shut up.”
… …
Taking a leave
Organizing my thoughts and adjusting my biological clock, my current schedule has been too strange.
I will make up for today’s chapter tomorrow Orz…
