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“Prince, what just happened?” Hua Cheng and Feng Yang were already far away from the hot spring. Seeing no one around, he continued, “That Ban Yu does not seem to be a human being!”
“He’s certainly not human, but I’m not sure what he is right now.” Feng Yang said, “He always said he was a dragon, but he doesn’t have any dragon Qi inside his body.”
At the thought of how, despite using so much spiritual Qi, he had still not been able to deal with Ban Yu, Feng Yang felt really angry. Ban Yu was suffering from a mental illness. Normally, Feng Yang wouldn’t have the heart to hurt such a foolish person, but in this case, even when he’d attacked Ban Yu, it hadn’t worked! He’d even wondered if Ban Yu was actually sent by the Heavens to punish him in this mortal world after that.
Misfortune befell him every time he met him!
The first time they’d met, he was laughed at by onlookers. The second time, not only had he been laughed at, he also lost his chance to have a free haircut. As for the third time, it had been even more despicable. After absorbing his Qi, Ban Yu had said nothing! Instead, he’d torn the only long-sleeved t-shirt Feng Yang had to wear into rags! Oh damn!
The cool wind blew through his thin, ragged clothes and enveloped his body. Feng Yang couldn’t help but shiver from the cold.
At first, he had thought that it would be better to live in the mortal world, after being tortured in the Xuanbing Prison for months. But now, he felt the mortal world was harder.
Hua Cheng hurriedly rubbed against Feng Yang’s neck with his head. Unfortunately, he was too small to give him any substantial warmth.
Feng Yang tightened his grip on his torn collar and walked for a long time before he was able to hail a taxi. He didn’t have much cash on him and this ride cost him 27 yuan.
As he thought about making more money, he rummaged through all of Little Feng Yang’s things at home. Useful ones, such as books and other items, he kept. As for clothes, he just took two sets of wearable clothes, the rest he burned with his fire.
His fire was different from ordinary fire; its color was redder and its temperature was higher. When his flame burned an object, almost all of it turned into ashes. As the fire was being controlled by Feng Yang, it would burn only where it was directed, and never deviate. Not to mention, not a wisp of smoke appeared in this small dilapidated room during the entire process of burning.
Hua Cheng was hopping around on the ground, searching to see if any crickets had been roasted during the burning. Unfortunately, he only found one cricket, that too after searching for a long time. He ate it in a few pecks.
He asked Feng Yang, “Prince, are we leaving tonight?”
Feng Yang changed out of the torn clothes, packed whatever he needed into his bag, and took out the snacks that Mother Ban had given him. He planned to eat them as a night snack, so that after he left from here, he would still have something to fill his stomach with, and would be able to lighten the burden of his belongings.
“Ban Yu will definitely come back here. Before we find out who exactly he is, it’s better to hide from him.” Feng Yang put some of the snacks on the table to eat. “And you are right, his merits are too great to provoke.”
“The most terrible thing is that he can absorb your spiritual Qi!” Hua Cheng said, “But he always seems to know your location. Where can we go that’s safe, Prince?”
“Back to school. We’ll search for a new place after we’ve finished finding the sister of the Bald Big Brother. It’s not easy for people to enter the school, so he won’t find us for the time being.” Feng Yang said, “Are you full?”
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“Ga~ I’m full of food.”
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Feng Yang held the jacket with his left hand and then gathered some of his Qi in the middle finger of his right hand. He drew a rune in the air. It was clear that his hand was not dipped in anything, but the rune shone with silver light. It was quite large, and hovered just beside his arm.
Feng Yang flicked it gently, and as if the rune had a life of its own, it fell to the ground with a slight sound. Then the light on the rune gradually diffused and became a silver cyclone, with a diameter of about 70-80 cm.
Feng Yang squeezed out a drop of his blood into the cyclone. His fiery red blood quickly opened up an empty space in its center, and this void soon filled with bright crimson.
Feng Yang had never done things rashly before, but now he had no better way than using more of his Qi.
“Today I, Feng Yang, a descendant of the Shenfeng Clan, in the name of the God of War, Luo Yanzhu, summon General Wan Xiang to come here quickly.”
“…Who is it?” There was nobody else but him in the courtyard, but a majestic male voice sounded from within the cyclone, “Who is so brave enough to call me? How dare you pretend to be the God of War of the Phoenix Clan?!”
“Uncle Wan, it’s me, Feng Yang.” As soon as Feng Yang heard the familiar voice, he put his right hand down. As he moved his hand down, the cyclone slowly descended to the ground, as if it had received some kind of directive.
Then a tall man, who looked to be about 30 years old, had long hair and was wearing armor, appeared out of the cyclone.
To be exact, he wasn’t a human, but the soul of the most powerful general among the soldiers that Feng Yang’s mother had led during her lifetime in Fengtai Mountain, as Queen of the Phoenix Clan. He did not enter the reincarnation circle immediately after his death, and now he worked in the Underworld.
“You said that you were Prince Feng Yang?” Wan Xiang saw a boy who resembled his Prince Feng Yang, but whose looks were also somehow inferior to Feng Yang’s original handsome appearance. He couldn’t help scrutinizing this boy from head to toe.
“Yes, Uncle Wan. For some reason, I live in a human body now. It’s a long story and I’ll tell you about that matter another time. This time I called you because I need you to do me a favor.”
“Ohoho, that’s indeed Prince Feng Yang, my Little Master.” Wan Xiang saw that there was indeed the spirit of the Phoenix family in the human body opposite him. Moreover, he could summon him in the name of Luo Yanzhu, and only the blood relatives of the Luo family could do that.
He clenched his fist at the thought of his Queen and asked Feng Yang, “Prince, what can your subordinate do for you?”
“I want to ask Uncle Wan to help me find someone.” Feng Yang set the little cotton padded jacket that was on the table on fire, and the little jacket appeared in Wan Xiang’s hand. Feng Yang said, “I need to find the owner of this small jacket, but right now, my spiritual power is greatly damaged, so please check it for me.”
“I see.” Wan Xiang said, “Do you have the eight characters of the owner’s birthday?”
“Yes. She’s born in dingchou year, wushen month, and guishi day at zishi hour. Her name is Shen Yuzhu. This woman was separated from her family when she was a child, and her whereabouts are still unknown. Please help me find her, Uncle Wan.”
“The Prince is too polite. Just a moment, I’ll check for her information in the Underworld.”
The place which held the most detailed information about a person was none other than the Underworld. This was because it was vital for Underworld officials to be able to measure a person’s merits and demerits, so as to decide whether they should be allowed to go for reincarnation or not.
Since Feng Yang had successfully summoned Wan Xiang, he was no longer in a hurry. He circled around the cyclone unconsciously, thinking about what Ban Yu might be.
A ghost? Definitely not.
Unless one was a high-level ghost of the Underworld, no spirit would have a solid body in the human world in the daytime.
A demon? It shouldn’t be. Ban Yu possessed neither an evil spirit nor a black aura.
Feng Yang silently glanced at the torn clothes he had changed out of not too long ago. At this time, Wan Xiang had also found the requested information on Shen Yuzhu and returned to the room.
“My Prince, I’m sorry for the long wait. Here is the information about the person you are looking for.”
Holding up several pages of densely packed words, Wan Xiang worried about how inconvenient it would be for Feng Yang to look at them. So, he used his power to erect every piece of paper he had brought in the air for an easier reading experience, and began to narrate out loud the important points one by one.
“Thank you, Uncle Wan. I’ve written them down.” Feng Yang hesitated a little and asked, “By the way, Uncle, have you heard of anyone from the Dragon Clan having descended to the mortal world in these past two years?”
“Dragon Clan? I’ve never heard of them.” Wan Xiang looked at Feng Yang doubtfully. “Prince, why do you ask?”
“I’ve met a madman, and he always tells me that he’s a dragon. I didn’t believe him at first, but he was able to absorb my spiritual Qi. And most importantly, he can always lock in on my whereabouts, no matter where I am.”
“How can that be?” Wan Xiang was worried. “Prince, do you know his birthday? If you know, I’ll check his information in the Underworld.”
“I don’t know his birthday at the moment. When I get it, I’ll call you again.” Feng Yang rarely saw or met any of the people who had taken care of him when he was a child. Feeling his heart warming, he asked again, “Uncle Wan, how are you doing in the Underworld now?”
“Thank you for asking, Prince. Actually, it’s not that bad. In another 170 years, I will be able to return to the divine realm.” Wan Xiang said, “By the way, Prince, what’s the reason for the great damage to your spiritual power?”
“It’s a long story, Uncle. I’ll tell you slowly in my spare time.” Seeing Wan Xiang’s worn out armor, Feng Yang said nothing more. He must burn some gold for the soldiers of the Qi Feng Army who were in the Underworld.
Wan Xiang saw that Feng Yang seemed to have something else to do. Moreover, he could not stay in the human world for a long time, so he went back to the Underworld via the same kind of cyclone through which he had appeared.
It was getting late. Feng Yang quickly contacted the Bald Big Brother and told him about his sister’s matter.
The Bald Big Brother, Shen Qiang, was not asleep at the moment. Let alone him, everyone in the Shen Family couldn’t sleep at all!
After Shen Qiang took his sister’s small cotton padded jacket from his mother, everyone had the same idea in their mind: to find her! Although their efforts hadn’t been successful despite searching for so many years, they couldn’t help thinking, just what if? What if they found her this time?
Shen Qiang sat on the sofa in his living room and smoked, glancing at his cell phone from time to time.
His son, Shen Congan, looked at his father and said, “Dad, I think you don’t have to wait for that conman. How many times has our family been deceived by people like him? Losing money is still fine, but what about that little padded jacket? How precious it was to my Little Aunt?!”
Shen Congan was the only one in the Shen Family who currently thought it was impossible to find his Little Aunt at all. His father was easily deceived!
Shen Qiang glared at him. “What do you know about him? If there’s a little hope, we’ll have to try. If you have that much free time to speak foolishly, it’s better to finish your homework first!”
Shen Congan was 15 years old this year, and was studying in his third year of junior high school.
After hearing the word ‘homework’, he frowned and said, “No, I won’t do the homework! I can’t finish it! So much homework in a day! Don’t stare at me, Dad, and stop staring at your cell phone. Let’s go back to our rooms to sleep. I’m sure that this great fortune-teller you talked to will never contact you again. I can tell that he’s going to find the next victim right now. If you don’t believe me, I’ll—“
Ding!
Before he finished his sentence, Shen Qiang’s mobile phone rang.
Feng Yang: I’ve found her. Give me your address. If it’s convenient for you, we’d better have a talk tonight. I have to go back to school tomorrow.
Shen Congan saw the message. “Oh shit! He found Little Aunt?! So soon? Dad, do you even believe it? Has your IQ been shaved off by the barber along with your hair?“
Shen Qiang got up and slapped his son on the back of his head. “What are you talking about, brat? You have a high IQ?! Then, why’s your Chinese score only 31?”
Shen Congan rubbed his head and said nothing. At this same time, Shen Qiang was not the only one who had been bullied by his son.
Father Ban felt that his son had become crazier after returning from the Four Seas Dragon Palace Hot Spring. This brat, his grandfather had been so worried about him because he suddenly ran out of the house. His grandfather was always very kind and never got angry with him, but what was his response?
He called his own grandfather ‘Prime Minister of Turtle’!
And now he was angry…
“Xiao Yu, what on earth are you going to do?” The old man was getting angry and crying at the same time, because of his grandson’s behavior.
“I said, I want to marry.” Ban Yu added, “The person, you have seen him today. Oh yes, his name is Feng Yang. Prime Minister of Turtle, you will be responsible for preparing the dowry for me tomorrow.”
“What dowry?” Wang Danya was stunned.
“Prepare a hundred pearls first.” Ban Yu thought about it and continued, “It doesn’t need to be too big, just one jin or so per pearl would do.”
“Pfftt! Cough, cough, cough…” The old ‘Prime Minister of Turtle’ was so frightened by the thought of a hundred jin of pearls that he forgot to breathe!
He fainted.
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The author has something to say:
Ban Yu: I’m the first divine dragon of the Dragon Clan to emerge as an immortal in tens of thousands of years! How can I recover from just a little Phoenix’s Qi?! It takes a long time!
Ban You… You stupid… Did you forget where you are if you are a dragon?
Thanks for the chapter…👍❤️
Jajaja Ban Yu is going to kill his 🤦♀️😂😂😂grandfather
His insanity is admirable in a way. I’m so happy this family could find their lost child 😩👍🏻
Thanks for the great translation ♥️
I was wondering when exactly Ban Yu would recover, and seemingly, from his explanation(?) in the A/N, not so soon huh…
Thanks for the chapter! 🙂
Psh, you have ruined your wife’s shirt and angered him, yet, still insisting to marry without even thought about apology for FY. FY, seems like your husband is a overbearing dragon.
Thanks for the chapter ~~~
Ah is Ban Yu gonna be better any time soon? I don’t really like this overbearing type of guy nor reading stuff with that kind of character… 😔
Thanks for the chapter ❤
I totally agree with you… he basically sexually assaulted Feng Yang.. oh well, i don’t think he’s like that after he gets better tho. Let’s just make him suffer for a bit, it’s what he deserves at the moment 🙂
Thanks for the chapter! 😘
Oof, this silly bear child is going to kill his Turtle Grandpa soon 😅
Ban Yu is so ridiculous, I love it! Very well matched with the serious Feng Yang.
Xixixi..
Thank you for the update ❤️
Ty for the chapter💜💜💜
Ban Yu being the oblivious dragon person he is is kinda cute?
prime minister of turtle 🤣