Chapter 560: Butterfly, Can’t Eat Roast Chicken Anymore
Creak—
Rustling…
“Still sleeping? We’ve already arrived at the Western Regions. Xiao Tian, have you checked Butterfly’s body?”
“Checked! The damaged spirit meridians, spiritual sense, sea of energy, and Golden Core are all perfectly fine. The depleted spiritual energy has also recovered. I even had Old Nine transfer spiritual energy to Butterfly… but Butterfly she…”
“She’s been sleeping for almost two months. Agu’s injuries were much more severe than hers before, and she woke up over a month ago… Xuanji also said she should have woken up sooner. If this continues, we’ll just have to wait until we return to Xuan Xing Sect to find Doctor Zhou…”
“Mm… Anping, I do have a way…”
“Tell me.”
“Well, Anping, would you… would you try transferring your Yang Qi to Butterfly?”
“?”
“It won’t affect you, hehe… Anyway… Ah?!! Anping, just try it…”
“I can’t bring myself to do it, and what would I say if she suddenly woke up? You stay here on watch. If she wakes up, come and call me.”
Creak—
“Sigh~ Honestly, Butterfly is so cute when she’s asleep, what’s the big deal… We’re already cultivation partners.”
Pat pat—
“Butterfly, wake up quickly~ If you don’t wake up soon, Anping will be completely devoured by Pei Ya Tou and the others! Yaho~~ Butterfly, you’ve been sleeping for almost two months, it’s time to wake up! Butterfly!! Butterfly~~”
Pat pat—
… …
Feng Yu Die felt like she heard Ye Anping and Xiao Tian’s voices. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look towards the window.
The carved window was half open, revealing the bright sunlight outside. The surrounding mountains, clad in green robes, were like a scroll, rapidly receding into the distance.
“Hm?”
Feng Yu Die dazedly sat up and found herself lying in the cabin of the Immortal Ship, her expression a little confused.
She remembered that after she, Hei De, Senior Sister Xiao, Xiao Tian, and Xue E had activated Gu Yan’s formation, her vision had suddenly gone black, and then she remembered nothing else.
Where am I?
“… …”
Right! Where is Young Master Ye?
Thinking of Ye Anping, Feng Yu Die’s expression suddenly froze. Without a second word, she threw off the soft blanket covering her and prepared to go find Ye Anping.
Since she had fainted then, she didn’t know how Sun Juehu was doing. A wave of worry surged in her heart, fearing that Ye Anping might have encountered trouble and gotten injured while she was asleep…
However, upon seeing a steaming roast chicken placed on a table in the cabin beside her, Feng Yu Die immediately felt reassured.
She merely sniffed the air and immediately recognized that this roast chicken was made by Young Master Ye for her. Ye Young Master’s roast chicken was completely different from store-bought ones. It had a scent that made her mouth water, and when eaten, the meat was incredibly tender. The juices within the meat seemed to possess a spirit, and with each bite, the secret marinade would explode on her taste buds.
It could be said, “Eating three hundred roast chickens a day, I wouldn’t regret making Anping my wife!”
“Hehe…”
Looking at the roast chicken covered with gauze on the table, kept warm by a fire stone, Feng Yu Die chuckled foolishly. She slipped her feet into the embroidered shoes neatly placed by the bed and walked over to sit at the table, ready to eat.
However…
After tearing off a piece of chicken skin and chewing it, Feng Yu Die felt like she was chewing on wax, vastly different from the roast chicken of Ye Anping in her memory.
“Is it because it’s been warmed by the fire stone and left for too long… Chew chew… Gulp—”
Feng Yu Die frowned, inexplicably losing her appetite. But considering it was made by Ye Anping, she couldn’t bear to waste it, so she forced herself to continue eating small bites, meticulously and slowly.
After only seven or eight bites, a surge of stomach acid rose from her abdomen along her esophagus…
Feng Yu Die couldn’t hold it in and quickly turned aside, clutching her chest, and began to retch.
“Ugh… Cough cough… Cough cough…”
However, she didn’t throw up anything, just a bit of saliva that thinly dripped onto the floor from the corners of her mouth.
She wiped her mouth with her arm, and suddenly her vision darkened again. She swayed and almost fell off the round stool.
“Huh?”
Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and her whole body felt weak and limp…
She had been fine when she first woke up, so what was happening now?
Fear welled up from within her, and Feng Yu Die couldn’t help but shout towards the door:
“Young Master Ye… Young Master Ye!! Young Master Ye… Help… Young Master Ye…”
However, her voice was extremely weak. Not only could it not penetrate the door to reach Ye Anping, who was somewhere unknown, but it might not even be clearly heard by anyone within the room.
She tried to stand up and walk out of the cabin, but she didn’t even have the strength to do so.
“Wuwu… Wuwu…”
“Huh? Butterfly, you’re awake…”
At this moment, Xiao Tian’s golden head poked out from the ceiling above. Seeing Feng Yu Die sitting by the table, its face lit up with surprise, and it quickly flew down:
“Butterfly, you’ve been sleeping for two months. Anping was very worried about you. He came to see you whenever he had time. If the roast chicken got cold, he would reheat it for you. This roast chicken was just made by Anping for you, eat it while it’s hot!”
Speaking of which, Xiao Tian suddenly noticed Feng Yu Die’s pale complexion. It tilted its head in confusion, its brows furrowed, and asked:
“Butterfly, what’s wrong?”
Feng Yu Die felt like her head had turned into tofu. Looking at Xiao Tian’s figure, her golden eyes were filled with bewilderment. After a long pause, she finally managed to utter:
“Can’t… can’t eat…”
!
Their Butterfly couldn’t eat roast chicken!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Tian’s face was filled with terror. It then hurriedly floated up and flew directly upstairs, shouting anxiously:
“Butterfly, hold on!!! I’m going to get Anping!”
… …
——-
On the open-air platform at the stern of the Immortal Ship, the sound of wooden swords clashing echoed continuously.
Pei Lianxue and Gu Mingxin, each holding a wooden sword, sparred in an open space cleared by Qiu Shui Rou, fighting fiercely.
Not far away, under a large sun umbrella, three wheelchairs were arranged around a wooden table. Si Xuanji, Xiao Yunluo, and Mo Chi Ling were eating sunflower seeds and fruits, enjoying the pleasant spring day in the Western Regions.
Ye Anping was also naturally accompanying them.
He had stayed in the Eastern Region for over a year. The Eastern Region was perpetually overcast, with the sun and moon barely visible. Returning to the Western Regions now made his heart feel much more at ease.
“Ah~~ Anping… Open your mouth.”
A small jade hand held a freshly shelled sunflower seed to Ye Anping’s mouth.
Ye Anping withdrew his gaze from his junior sisters’ sparring match. He saw Si Xuanji looking at him with narrowed eyes and a gentle smile. He helplessly opened his mouth and accepted it.
Seeing her feed Ye Anping, Xiao Yunluo, sitting on the other side, was not to be outdone. She quickly offered a segment of a peeled orange she had just prepared to Ye Anping’s mouth:
“Anping, eat mine too.”
“Ah… Okay.”
One mouthful of sunflower seeds, one mouthful of orange…
Mo Chi Ling, drinking tea at the table, looked at Si Xuanji and Xiao Yunluo and couldn’t help but chuckle. Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly asked:
“Young Master Ye, which is tastier, the orange or the sunflower seeds?”
?
Ye Anping was stunned for a moment. Black lines immediately appeared on his forehead. He looked left and right at Si Xuanji and Xiao Yunluo, who were expectantly waiting for his reply, and felt a bit weary.
However, Xiao Yunluo looked at her master and uncharacteristically argued:
“Of course, the orange! Master, I’ve never seen Anping eat sunflower seeds before.”
Si Xuanji narrowed her cat-like eyes and turned her Yin-yang eyes towards her, asking:
“Yunluo, you dare to challenge me…”
“Ah…” Xiao Yunluo shrunk her neck but immediately replied defiantly, “So what… We’re all Anping’s cultivation partners. Master, don’t think you can just because your cultivation is higher… Woo—”
Si Xuanji raised a finger and made a horizontal gesture. Xiao Yunluo’s mouth was sealed shut as if sewn, and she could no longer open it.
“—Don’t fight fair!! Don’t fight fair!!”
A’ying, perched on its bird stand, started to egg them on.
Ye Anping sighed slightly, reached out, and tapped Si Xuanji’s forehead, persuading:
“Xuanji, stop teasing Yunluo… Yunluo also, why argue about such things? Xuanji is your master after all…”
Si Xuanji thought for a moment and then asked:
“Anping, then tell me, which one did you like more that night? Yunluo or me?”
“… …”
Ye Anping was hesitant to speak, caught between a rock and a hard place. Some amorous scenes flashed through his mind. He remembered that night in Donghuang, when Xiao Yunluo and Yun Yiyi were together, Xiao Yunluo had been competing the entire time, saying, “Anping, it’s my turn~ my turn~~”
However, the first time she and Si Xuanji helped him expel Yang Qi together, Xiao Yunluo had not dared to make a sound. Unless Si Xuanji actively yielded to her, she would obediently sit aside and watch…
But as the saying goes, the first time is awkward, the second time is familiar.
Over these two months, after the first, second, and third times, Xiao Yunluo’s true nature could no longer be hidden. The night before last, she even pulled Si Xuanji from his arms and proactively took her place…
Although Xiao Yunluo was usually reserved in front of her junior sisters, Si Xuanji, or others, when it came to such matters, she was the most proactive among all the girls by his side.
Moreover, with her Mysterious Dragon physique, she was particularly resilient, a million times stronger than Agu…
Ye Anping ignored the master and disciple, and turned his gaze to Gu Mingxin, who was sparring with her junior sister.
Tap tap tap…
Gu Mingxin, who had been parrying Pei Lianxue’s sword art, caught a glimpse of Ye Anping looking over out of the corner of her eye. Suddenly feeling an opportunity to show off, her movements quickened, and she seized a flaw in Pei Lianxue’s stance…
Whoosh—
However, she never expected that Pei Lianxue had intentionally exposed that flaw. The moment Gu Mingxin thrust her sword, Pei Lianxue twisted and swept her wooden sword, directly hitting Gu Mingxin’s face, causing Gu Mingxin to fall to the ground with a bang.
At the same time, Pei Lianxue’s wooden sword exploded due to her force.
Pei Lianxue herself was startled, fearing that she had injured Gu Mingxin too severely and angered her senior brother. She weakly shrunk her head and leaned over:
“Ah… Sister Gu, are you okay…”
Unexpectedly, as she approached, Gu Mingxin suddenly launched a feigned surrender ambush, thrusting her wooden sword directly towards her chest.
Seeing this, Ye Anping couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.
“Alas—”
He had taught his junior sister since childhood to beware of opponents faking death…
With a loud “Bang!!”, Pei Lianxue dodged and, in the process, grabbed Gu Mingxin’s waist and performed a back throw, then pinned her to the ground, riding on top of her.
Ye Anping stopped watching. He let out a slight sigh of relief and looked towards the railing outside.
Considering the journey, the Immortal Ship would return to Xuan Xing Sect in about ten days. As soon as we get back, we’ll immediately find Doctor Zhou of Xuan Xing Sect to examine Butterfly and find out what’s wrong…
As he was thinking this, Xiao Tian suddenly emerged from the floor beneath his feet, its face filled with terror, clutching his face:
“Anping!!! Anping!!!”
Seeing its panicked expression, Ye Anping’s brows immediately furrowed, and he asked with his eyes:
—What’s wrong? Did something happen to Butterfly?
“Butterfly she… Butterfly she…”
“… …”
“She can’t eat roast chicken anymore!!!”
?!!
“What?”
Ye Anping’s heart skipped a beat at Xiao Tian’s words. Without a second thought, he stood up and hurried downstairs.
Si Xuanji and Xiao Yunluo were stunned for a moment, but before they could recover, Ye Anping had already rushed out.
Xiao Yunluo tilted her head and asked, “Huh? Anping, what’s wrong?”
Si Xuanji’s Yin-yang eyes drooped slightly, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle a few times:
“Puchi…”
“Ah? Master… What are you laughing at?”
“Didn’t Feng Yu Die lie unconscious for two months? Anping asked me to check on her before. Although I told Anping that she was fine, but…”
Si Xuanji smiled and said:
“Alas… it’s best to let Anping figure this out himself… Yunluo, you need to try harder.”
“Huh? What?”
“Let’s go, we’ll know when we follow him… Shui Rou~”
As she spoke, Qiu Shui Rou, who had been waiting nearby, walked over with a smile, pushing Si Xuanji’s wheelchair as they followed Ye Anping’s footsteps towards the cabin…
… …
——-
What’s going on?
Xuanji said there was no problem before…
How could this suddenly happen…
After Ye Anping ran down the stairs, he ran along the corridor towards Feng Yu Die’s cabin. Along the way, he accidentally bumped into a Xuan Xing Sect disciple carrying a large pile of things.
Although he had been acting carefree, drinking tea with his junior sisters and the others every day, he had actually been worried because Feng Yu Die hadn’t woken up for two months. After all, for cultivators, as long as the cause of the illness is identified, there are almost no “incurable diseases”; they can all be treated. However, cultivators are most afraid of those who have physical problems but cannot find the cause no matter how they examine. Having gone through the conflict with He Buqun and the Gu Yan incident, Ye Anping feared he had overlooked some detail, leading Feng Yu Die to contract some kind of demonic蛊…
Tap tap tap—
Ye Anping ran ahead, Xiao Tian chased behind, and even Xue E, who had been in Gu Mingxin’s spiritual realm, caught up.
“Golden idiot, what happened?”
“Dark and murky, Butterfly she… Wuwu… She can’t eat roast chicken.”
“?”
Xue E didn’t understand, but seeing Ye Anping so anxious, she thought it must be a big deal and quickly flew up to comfort him:
“Ye Anping, don’t worry, calm down. I’m here, and there’s still an old lady thousands of years old upstairs, right? It’ll be fine…”
Ye Anping gritted his teeth, trying to calm himself down, but for some reason, the more he took deep breaths, the more nervous he became. In all these years, he had rarely felt such urgency.
—Damn, these dog-like heavenly principles…
Tap tap tap—
Footsteps echoed in the corridor. Ye Anping ran to Feng Yu Die’s room, forcefully kicked open the door, and then saw:
Feng Yu Die, with a pale face, collapsed beside the table. The half-eaten roast chicken on the table lay beside her, as if it were poisonous.
“Butterfly!”
Ye Anping’s eyes widened. He paused for a moment, then quickly rushed forward, scooped up the collapsed Feng Yu Die in his arms, knelt on the ground, formed a sword finger with both hands, and sent his spiritual sense into Feng Yu Die’s body.
This symptom… Anemia?
Nascent Soul stage cultivators get anemia?!
Moreover, Feng Yu Die had Spring Aspect spiritual energy, how could she be anemic?
Feng Yu Die, who was in his embrace, clutched his collar and looked like she was about to cry, revealing a fragility completely different from her usual self, like a child with a fever, softly murmuring:
“Anping… I… I’m scared…”
“Don’t worry, I’m with you. Calm your mind first, don’t use your spiritual energy recklessly…”
Ye Anping soothed Feng Yu Die with his words, but after thinking about it, his father’s eighty-eight thousand crowned cranes suddenly flashed in his mind. Although he had used his spiritual sense to examine Feng Yu Die’s body several times before, he had missed one place. The lower abdomen of a cultivator was a place where spiritual sense could not enter. Due to Yang and Yin energies, even if spiritual sense was sent there, it would be like having one’s eyes covered; nothing could be seen. Therefore…
“Could it be…”
Ye Anping’s tightly furrowed brow suddenly relaxed to the sides. After preparing himself mentally, he gently lifted Feng Yu Die’s right wrist, placed his index and middle fingers on her pulse, and closed his eyes.
The pulse was slippery and smooth, with a flowing rhythm. Even with deep pressure, it felt like rolling pearls.
“Hiss—”
Ye Anping shook his head, disbelieving. He and Feng Yu Die hadn’t dual cultivated that many times, how could it be… The probability of two Nascent Soul cultivators having a child was even lower than a cultivator with a废spiritual root achieving Deity Transformation… However, no matter how many times he checked, Feng Yu Die’s pulse remained slippery like rolling pearls, strong and fluid…
Xue E and Xiao Tian, watching Ye Anping’s expression, felt their own hearts sink to the extreme:
“Anping, how is it…”
“Ye Anping…”
It was at this moment that a series of wheelchair sounds and footsteps came from outside the door. Si Xuanji, Pei Lianxue, Xiao Yunluo, Agu, Mo Chili Ling, and Qiu Shui Rou, the six of them, arrived outside the room. They intended to enter, but Si Xuanji raised her hand to stop them.
Si Xuanji narrowed her eyes and softly called out:
“Anping, I’m sorry for hiding it from you. Congratulations on becoming a father~”
As soon as she said this, Pei Lianxue and the others behind Si Xuanji’s eyes instantly went blank. They collectively shifted their gaze to her face, then to Feng Yu Die and Ye Anping.
Ye Anping turned to look at Si Xuanji, feeling a bit helpless. Old Madam Si knew this all along but kept it from me… His tense shoulders relaxed, and he met his junior sister’s gaze again. His junior sister’s brows twitched, seemingly a little disappointed, but she said nothing, nodded at him, and withdrew her head from the side of the door.
Xiao Yunluo was startled, with a look of “Who am I? Where am I? What’s happening?” on her face, seemingly not having registered yet.
However, Gu Mingxin twitched her brows and said with a hint of mockery:
“Huo~~ White idiot, you… wuwuwu—”
But before she could finish, Pei Lianxue covered her mouth and pulled her away.
“No disrupting my senior brother’s joy!”
“… …”
Ye Anping felt like crying and laughing at the same time. After a long silence, he picked up Feng Yu Die and walked to the nearby bed, placing her on it.
“We won’t disturb you.”
Si Xuanji smiled and waved to Qiu Shui Rou, who was waiting nearby, to back away with her. Then, she led the onlookers and left.
Feng Yu Die lay on the bed, looking exhausted, and said softly:
“Anping, congratulations on becoming a father… Do you and Junior Sister Pei have a child?”
This question made Ye Anping freeze. He then gently squeezed her hand and smiled:
“It’s not Junior Sister Pei’s.”
“Then… Senior Sister Xiao’s?”
Ye Anping shook his head: “No.”
Feng Yu Die mumbled, then furrowed her brows and asked: “It couldn’t be Hei De, could it…”
“Mm←→←→…”
“Dan Yue Shang Xian?”
“No.”
“Then whose is it…”
Ye Anping smiled and asked:
“Who else haven’t you mentioned?”
“There’s also… Eldest Miss Yun, Mansion Lord Li…”
“What else?”
“And…” Feng Yu Die seemed to suddenly realize, her golden eyes widening in surprise, “Mine?!”
Ye Anping nodded speechlessly.
Xue E, floating nearby, also shook her head helplessly and sighed:
“As expected, she’s a white idiot…”
However, when she looked at Xiao Tian beside her, she saw that Xiao Tian was already in tears. Its initially silly eyes had turned into two fried eggs.
“Black… Dark and murky… Wuwuwu…”
“Hiss—”
Ye Anping sighed, glanced back at the two little ones, then clasped Feng Yu Die’s hands and smiled:
“Butterfly, you’re going to be a mother.”
Feng Yu Die froze, and like Xiao Tian, her golden eyes also turned into two golden fried eggs at this moment…
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