When Feng Xuan was young and had not yet transformed, he was just a fluffy little phoenix.
He was terrifyingly energetic, chirping and tearing up Lingxiao Palace every day, and refused to sleep at night.
At that time, his father emperor would threaten him.
He would take him to see the largest thunderbolt over Biluo River, saying that disobedient little birds like him who didn’t sleep at night would be struck by this thunderbolt. Feng Xuan, who had shown an astonishing love for beauty since he was young, treasured his feathers, so he obediently slept at night.
Later, when he grew up, he used the same method to threaten Qi Zhuoyu.
But.
He never really thought.
Qi Zhuoyu would actually get struck by the thunderbolt!
For at least a dozen seconds, Feng Xuan didn’t know what was happening.
The thunderbolt over Biluo River struck down incredibly fast, almost in an instant. The deafening thunder and intense white light covered the entire sky over the Chaotic Sea, almost turning the scarlet sky into daylight.
After the strike, Feng Li didn’t hesitate for a moment and sternly changed his tone.
He immediately had Qi Zhuoyu taken back to Biluo River and imprisoned, citing the reason that a demon had deliberately infiltrated the Primordial Secret Realm with malicious intent.
This seamless series of actions left Feng Xuan with no chance to react.
By the time he came to his senses, he was already in Qifeng Palace.
All of this had happened in the blink of an eye. As Feng Xuan sat under the Wutong Divine Tree, he slowly pieced together what had just happened.
The big devil had fought with the gods above the Primordial Secret Realm.
After fighting with the gods, the big devil seemed to want to fight with his father.
Then his father struck him with a huge thunderbolt.
Struck him.
With a thunderbolt.
……
……
Deadly.
He had just told Qi Zhuoyu to stop boasting.
And right in front of him, Qi Zhuoyu had said, “This Venerable will be fine.”
Struck by such a huge thunderbolt, wouldn’t he have been shattered on the spot?!
Feng Xuan now really felt a bit bald now.
But recalling Feng Li’s long face when he returned to the heavenly realm, Feng Xuan felt that Qi Zhuoyu might not have died too terribly. He was probably imprisoned in Biluo River by his father.
…Should he go and see?
After all, thinking carefully, Qi Zhuoyu had gone to the Primordial Secret Realm to extend his life.
And he didn’t indiscriminately kill gods. Mainly, he still had unhealed wounds from all the trouble he had caused before, and now he had been struck by such a huge thunderbolt.
Feng Xuan hesitated for a moment, then decided to push open the door of Qifeng Palace.
On the way to Biluo River, he picked through a small chest in the palace and selected many pills to restore spiritual power, as well as herbs to stop bleeding and heal wounds.
As for clothes, he didn’t choose any.
Anyway, Qi Zhuoyu had everything he needed in the little pouch left by his deceased wife.
But things didn’t start well.
Just as Feng Xuan reached the entrance of Qifeng Palace, he was caught by Feng Li, who had rushed over to check on him.
“Ling’er, where are you going?” Feng Li’s expression was like a parent catching their rebellious child sneaking out.
“Oh, I was just going for a walk.” Feng Xuan lied without hesitation.
“A walk?” Feng Li said coldly. “In the direction of Biluo River?”
Feng Xuan: “.”
Feng Xuan hesitated and said, “I was just going to the Biluo River to enjoy the scenery.”
“Enjoy the scenery? Are you going to see the scenery or someone?” Feng Li stared at the little pouch at his waist. “Do you need so many pills to enjoy the scenery?”
Feng Xuan again: “.”
He braced himself and explained, “Father, I was just worried I might get accidentally struck by Biluo River’s thunder tribulation, so I brought these just in case.”
The scene fell silent once more.
Alright. Feng Xuan roughly knew.
There was no way his father would believe the nonsense he had just made up.
Sure enough, Feng Li’s face immediately darkened.
He looked like he wanted to scold him but then remembered Feng Xuan’s fragile primordial spirit and couldn’t bring himself to do it. So he could only stomp around in frustration, puffing up like an angry pufferfish.
Ever since Father God fell, Feng Li had taken the throne of Emperor. To lead the gods, he always made himself appear very serious and difficult to deal with.
Feng Xuan hadn’t seen Feng Li this angry in hundreds of years.
After pacing back and forth seven or eight times, Feng Li suddenly spoke, “When did you meet Qi Zhuoyu?”
Oh, going straight to the point?
Feng Xuan had thought his father might inquire more indirectly.
In the few seconds he didn’t respond, Feng Li started to answer himself. “A month ago? Or two months ago?”
Feng Xuan: To be honest, I saw the big devil as soon as I opened my eyes.
With their father-son connection, Feng Li’s heart sank, and he hesitantly asked, “Was it right when you woke up?”
Feng Xuan: “.”
Feng Li then pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration once more.
Feng Xuan glanced at him, unsure of what to say.
He scratched his head and tentatively spoke, “Father. Don’t be angry. Actually, I think Qi Zhuoyu is quite good, different from other demons.”
Maybe.
He thought about the big devil’s capricious and murderous nature.
Saying this pricked Feng Xuan’s conscience a bit.
“What do you know?” Feng Li said. “I wouldn’t care if you were close with any other demon, but why specifically Qi Zhuoyu!”
Feng Xuan was silent for a while before carefully speaking, “Is it because I took a thunder tribulation for him two hundred years ago?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Li’s pupils seemed to quake.
His expression screamed, “How does my treasure know about this? Wasn’t he supposed to have amnesia?!”
Seeing Feng Li’s reaction, Feng Xuan was certain.
Although he had already confirmed it with Qi Zhuoyu, if he had believed it 90% before, he now believed it 100%.
Unexpectedly, this god truly had the spirit of a hot-blooded youth who would take a hit for a brother.
Since the topic was out, Feng Xuan decided to be blunt. “Father, you don’t need to hide it from me. I already know the truth.”
Feng Li seemed stunned for a long time before he digested this fact and said, “So, you already know about your fleeting mortal marriage with him?”
“That’s right, I already know that Qi Zhuoyu and I were good brot… huh?” Feng Xuan stopped mid-sentence.
In the palace corridor, no one spoke for a while.
The silence was so intense that the sound of leaves falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
Despite this, Feng Xuan still doubted if he had misheard.
What fleeting marriage.
What mortal couple.
What! The! Heck?!
He and Qi Zhuoyu.
Weren’t they once sworn brothers, sharing life and death? How did they suddenly become a couple? Was it the kind of relationship where, if you don’t have a wife, I’ll be your wife?
Or the kind where, although they held hands, hugged, and slept together, they knew they were both straight and just good brothers?! This kind of scenario, he thought he could only see in the stories of Jinjiang City in the mortal world.
Feng Li’s words contained too much information.
So much that Feng Xuan was completely stunned, utterly shocked, with his pupils dilating as if in an earthquake.
As a result, Feng Li also had a very confused and shocked expression. “Ling’er, didn’t you say you knew everything?”
How could he know? He was more shocked than him.
He did know.
But he didn’t know much.
Feng Xuan probably hadn’t reacted and blurted out, “Ling’er thought he blocked the thunder tribulation for him because he had a good relationship with Qi Zhuoyu.”
Feng Li froze. “…good relationship?”
Feng Xuan’s expression was serious. “Good brothers kind of good.”
Then Feng Li fell silent.
This silence lasted about a century.
His father’s expression suddenly became as if he had seen the destruction of the Three Realms.
He walked to the wall, leaned against it, his expression scattered, and muttered to himself, “Senior brother… I have ruined our Ling’er’s life…”
Feng Xuan: “.”
It wasn’t necessary to say it so seriously!
Feng Li took a long time to sigh, as if ready to give up. “I knew this destined immortal fate wasn’t so easy to sever. I didn’t expect that even after you lost your memory, that demon still clings to you relentlessly.”
Feng Xuan: Ah? Father, why do you still have the role of the malicious mother-in-law in this script?!
Feng Li: “Hmph. But he has some skills. In just a few hundred years, he has achieved such cultivation. It’s not too disgraceful for my son’s reputation.”
Feng Xuan: Father, please don’t fast-forward the plot suddenly. What’s with your tone of suddenly accepting this son-in-law like a mother-in-law?!
Feng Li looked at him for a while longer.
As if looking at a disappointing cabbage, he frowned and said, “Forget it. If you insist on going, your father can’t stop you.”
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Feng Li said, “But Ling’er, you must know, you are the future lord of the Three Realms, you must never fall for a mortal. Your partner must be the best and strongest in the Three Realms.”
Feng Xuan paused for a moment, hesitantly speaking. “Father, isn’t this requirement a bit too high? Where is such a person in this world?”
Feng Li continued, looking very justified. “Isn’t your father god exactly that?”
Feng Xuan: “……”
So this wave was actually a show of affection.
Sorry for the interruption, goodbye!
After Feng Li left, Feng Xuan didn’t rush to Biluo River.
He returned to Qifeng Palace, feeling that he needed to sit under the Wutong Divine Tree and calm down for a while.
It’s that kind of feeling.
What is it like to suddenly wake up and find yourself married, and even have a husband?
Waiting online, really urgent.
He pondered bitterly for a quarter of an hour.
Suddenly, he felt the small pouch hanging from his waist vibrating, as if there was something inside.
Feng Xuan opened it and found a few old communication talismans.
They were the kind of remote communication talismans commonly used in the lower realm cultivation world. Even at this moment, Feng Xuan had the mind to think.
These communication talismans seemed to be hundreds of years old. Could they still be used? Unexpectedly, the demon’s wife had good taste.
But then he thought, wasn’t Qi Zhuoyu’s mortal wife himself?
Moreover, he had always thought that he and Qi Zhuoyu had a good relationship, which was why his sister-in-law’s pouch contained so many of his items.
Now thinking back, he suddenly felt very foolish. Qi Zhuoyu probably recognized him the moment he knocked over the Divine Soul Lamp, but kept it from him for so long.
So angry.
The communication talisman vibrated for a few seconds, and a line of text appeared on the talisman paper.
[Where are you.]
A seemingly random question, but Feng Xuan inexplicably imagined Qi Zhuoyu’s arrogant tone.
Feng Xuan thought for a moment, and replied: [Qifeng Palace.]
Qi Zhuoyu’s message came quickly: [Did the gods trouble you?]
Feng Xuan, thinking about how Qi Zhuoyu had deliberately hidden the truth from him for so long, felt a bit petty.
He deliberately used a bad tone: [No. Who do you think I am? I am the Crown Prince of the Divine Clan, unlike you, the Demon Venerable of the Demon Clan.]
He wrote sulkily: [I’m very well!]
After a while, Qi Zhuoyu replied with just: [Mm.]
Mm.
Just mm?!
Feng Xuan began to doubt.
