After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

He had the ability to make killing ancient great beasts sound as easy as chopping vegetables.

Qi Zhuoyu said nonchalantly, “Besides, even if something happened in the demon realm, what does it have to do with me?”

Feng Xuan heard this and said. “But aren’t you the Demon Venerable?”

Qi Zhuoyu sneered. “This Venerable is the Demon Venerable, not their father. What do their lives and deaths have to do with this Venerable?”

Feng Xuan: Alright then. As expected of you, still that simple and brutal villain mindset.jpg

Thinking this way about the demon race was quite unethical.

But Feng Xuan still discreetly sighed in relief.

Actually, he had been having a bad premonition lately.

Especially knowing that Father God had once used his primordial spirit as an array anchor to prevent Biluo River from flooding the mortal realm.

He was particularly afraid that the big devil might have to sacrifice himself for the Chaotic Sea when the time came.

Now it seemed he had indeed overthought it.

The big devil and Father God were completely different people.

Feng Xuan sighed, remembering something.

Qi Zhuoyu asked. “What’s wrong?”

Feng Xuan shook his head. “Nothing. Sometimes I think it would be nice if we were just an ordinary mortal couple.”

Qi Zhuoyu stared at him.

Feng Xuan said, “This way, when the end of the world comes, you wouldn’t have to get hurt for the Chaotic Sea, and I wouldn’t have to sacrifice for the White Jade Capital. We could be like any other ordinary couple in this world, living in ignorance until the great flood comes, and then become dust in this world together.”

Qi Zhuoyu teased. “Then you better think it through. As mortals, you won’t have this beautiful Wutong Divine Tree, nor such a large palace, and you won’t have so much food and drink every day. You might even have to work in the fields for a living.”

Feng Xuan: “…”

Feng Xuan quickly backtracked. “Wait. I think I need to reconsider this.”

Somehow this remark of his struck Qi Zhuoyu’s funny bone.

Qi Zhuoyu laughed non-stop again. After he finished laughing, he suddenly asked, “If Senior brother became a mortal, would you still like me?”

What a thing to say.

Feng Xuan thought to himself, I can even like you when you’re a psycho now, I’m fearless at this point.

Sometimes he really didn’t understand what strange type his targeted orientation was.jpg

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Qi Zhuoyu’s shoulder, comforting him. “When Senior brother becomes a mortal, then I’ll be the one to protect you.”

After talking with him for a while, Feng Xuan was already a bit tired.

Knowing that Qi Zhuoyu had no intention of sacrificing his personal happiness for the greater good, his heart, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed for a moment.

****

When Feng Xuan woke up again, he was awakened by the glow of the sun.

Opening his eyes, he saw only different spots of light falling through the gaps in the Wutong Divine Tree.

The space above was empty.

If he hadn’t sat up and seen Qi Zhuoyu still beside him.

Feng Xuan would have really suspected that the big devil had led the demon race to attack the White Jade Capital and torn down Qifeng Palace while he was asleep.

“Awake?” Qi Zhuoyu asked.

Feng Xuan felt like his next sentence would be “You’ve been asleep for ten years” or something like that.

But fortunately, Qi Zhuoyu hadn’t read those mortal storybooks.

After saying this, he fell silent. Feng Xuan looked around by himself and realized they were in the Zhujian Xiaozhu.

It wasn’t his first time here, he should have recognized it as soon as he opened his eyes.

As for why he looked around several times, it was because on previous visits, the Zhujian Xiaozhu had been in ruins.

Now it suddenly looked magnificent.

It didn’t look like ruins at all. Feng Xuan guessed that this might be how the Zhujian Xiaozhu originally looked.

The big devil’s bad habit of being cryptic was acting up.

Feng Xuan didn’t say anything either, preparing to lie back down.

Until Qi Zhuoyu spoke. “Aren’t you curious why Senior brother brought you here?”

Feng Xuan sat back up contentedly. “Senior brother, do you want to tell me?”

Qi Zhuoyu: “…”

This familiar feeling.

He laughed, a cool laugh, pinching Feng Xuan’s cheek. “Senior brother has handed over all his possessions to you, are you still thinking about Senior brother’s money?”

Feng Xuan couldn’t speak well due to the pinching. “That’s different.”

Qi Zhuoyu listened attentively.

Feng Xuan humbly explained. “One is willingly given to me by Senior brother, the other is earned by my own efforts.”

This little money-grubber even had his logic sorted out.

Self-consistent logic.

Feng Xuan actually didn’t really want to know Qi Zhuoyu’s reasons.

After all, probably no one but himself could guess why this psycho big devil did things.

Moreover, he had gotten used to Qi Zhuoyu’s mysterious, enigmatic personality.

Anyway, all the stray cats he had seen were like this.

Even gods couldn’t guess a cat’s thought process.

However, Qi Zhuoyu seemed to be in a good mood and got straight to the point with Feng Xuan. “Didn’t you want to be a pair of mortal husbands with me?”

Feng Xuan: ? Big brother, I was just saying that casually. No way, being mortal husbands is very hard!

Qi Zhuoyu really did come to make them a pair of mortal husbands.

They even walked down from the Zhujian Xiaozhu.

Feng Xuan certainly had no objection to walking, anyway when he got tired he would act spoiled and make Qi Zhuoyu carry him. On the whole journey down the mountain, his feet touched the ground for less than a quarter of an hour.

The Misty Immortal Mansion had been in decline for over a hundred years, but the town at the foot of the mountain was still thriving.

Listening to the townspeople’s discussions, he learned that it was because they had attached themselves to other immortal sects.

Feng Xuan had previously wandered through the human empire’s Chang’an, but he had never visited a small town market during the day.

Compared to Chang’an, it had a different flavor. The lively atmosphere of mortal life dispersed the somber mood that the White Jade Capital had caused him for many days.

It was only when he arrived here.

Feng Xuan belatedly realized, was the big devil bringing him to the mortal realm to cheer him up?

Due to having Shenjiao, they could more or less sense each other’s moods.

Probably because he had been irritable and uneasy in the White Jade Capital due to the Biluo River incident, Qi Zhuoyu had noticed.

It had to be said.

Sometimes this straight man, when he needed to be thoughtful, could be terrifyingly perceptive.

“What are you smiling about?” Qi Zhuoyu suddenly asked.

Feng Xuan, in a good mood, replied, “Nothing. Just feeling very good right now.”

Qi Zhuoyu silently curved his lips. “Do you like this?”

Feng Xuan: Hm? Like what?

The sound of gongs and drums came from outside the window.

Feng Xuan and the others were sitting on the second floor by the window, and with a turn of their heads, they could see the long wedding procession on the street.

Did Qi Zhuoyu think he was smiling because he was interested in the wedding procession?

What was there to like about it? It wasn’t his own wedding.

He originally thought this matter would pass like an interlude.

However, unexpectedly, when they returned to Zhujian Xiaozhu to rest in the evening, Feng Xuan wanted to take out two new quilts from his small pouch to make the bed.

After all, Zhujian Xiaozhu had just been renovated.

Many things inside were covered with a thin layer of dust.

He found a thin marriage certificate while searching through the small pouch.

The marriage certificate was at the very bottom of the storage compartment in the small pouch. If he hadn’t been looking for quilts, it probably would never have been discovered.

Hidden in this place.

It was evident that Feng Xuan had valued this item quite a lot back then.

It was precisely because of this that Feng Xuan suddenly realized an important matter.

What kind of relationship did he and Qi Zhuoyu have now?

Although they were called Dao companions.

Feng Xuan remembered that his Father and Father God were the ones truly called Dao companions.

When they got married, it was a grand affair. Immortal cranes flew in unison in the White Jade Capital, bells rang for a long time, and it could be described as extremely magnificent.

Forget about marrying the big devil.

If he were to openly appear in the White Jade Capital now, who knows if he wouldn’t be struck by lightning from the Father Emperor.jpg

So when they were lying in bed, Qi Zhuoyu naturally moved closer again.

Feng Xuan suddenly came to his senses and refused him. Qi Zhuoyu’s expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

“What’s wrong?”

Feng Xuan muttered, “Senior Brother, I suddenly feel it’s not right.”

Feng Xuan looked at him. “I think we should sleep separately from now on.”

Qi Zhuoyu hesitated and asked, “Why?”

Feng Xuan explained to him. “It’s just that I saw the mortal wedding today and thought about the marriages in the White Jade Capital. For divine races to marry, there needs to be parental consent, and only after the marriage ceremony and wedding can the couple sleep together. Not just for divine races, even in the mortal realm, we would be considered privately married, and in this situation, we would be dunked in a pig cage.”

Qi Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow. “Privately married?” (TL: means to agree to be together for life and get married without the consent of the parents of both families or the mediation of a matchmaker.)

Feng Xuan nodded seriously.

Qi Zhuoyu said, “Isn’t that more exciting?”

Feng Xuan: …He shouldn’t have expected a villain to have normal thoughts!

Qi Zhuoyu: “Is Xiao Qi hinting for Senior brother to go to the White Jade Capital to propose?”

Feng Xuan: Good that you know. You have no idea how popular this god is, be careful you might lose your chance if you’re a day late.jpg

Qi Zhuoyu seemed to understand and sat up straight. “Indeed. Sleeping together now, without any formal commitment.”

He seemed to understand, and Feng Xuan should have felt relieved.

But for some reason, seeing Qi Zhuoyu get up from the bed, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

Perhaps.

He had been sleeping with the big devil for a while recently.

His body had almost gotten used to his presence.

However, Qi Zhuoyu’s rising wasn’t to leave.

Instead, he sat closer to him, leaned in, and said in a low voice. “But. I also remembered something.”

Feng Xuan: ?

Qi Zhuoyu’s peach blossom eyes were deep and deliberate, as if hinting at something. “Before proposing.”

The man paused, with a somewhat coaxing tone, grabbing his hand and pressing it somewhere. “Does Xiao Qi want to, test your future husband’s goods again?”