After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

Later, Qi Zhuoyu learned that it was actually very difficult for the divine race to conceive children.

Generally speaking, the divine race had long lifespans and occupied much of the world’s spiritual energy, so they were restricted by the Heavenly Way in terms of reproduction. By the time of Feng Li, even the ancient Phoenix clan found it hard to reproduce. Feng Xuan remembered how difficult it had been for his father to have him. He heard that even as a small phoenix egg, he had refused to hatch for a long time, making his father think he was carrying a stone.

Once, for some unknown reason, he was almost lost.

His father was so frightened that he nearly turned the entire White Jade Capital upside down looking for him.

According to him, Feng Xuan didn’t know how he got lost, but then mysteriously returned.

When he returned, he was already a newly hatched little bird. His father was still upset to this day that the first thing Feng Xuan saw after hatching wasn’t him, and he would mention it from time to time.

It was also because of this.

Feng Xuan learned that it was when he returned this time that Father God calculated he would face a great tribulation a thousand years later.

When Qi Zhuoyu heard about the Phoenix clan’s difficulty in reproducing, he pinched Feng Xuan’s waist with some disappointment.

But when he heard that after Feng Li had Feng Xuan, he couldn’t eat anything and vomited all day, becoming the very picture of dejection. Not only that, but his spiritual power and cultivation would also completely disappear during that time, putting him in an extremely dangerous situation.

Qi Zhuoyu somehow suddenly lost interest in the matter.

While holding Feng Xuan and sunbathing on the couch, he inexplicably stared at him for a while.

After a question mark slowly appeared above Feng Xuan’s head,

Qi Zhuoyu pinched his belly and abruptly said, “Let’s not.”

Qi Zhuoyu looked at him and said, “It’s enough for Senior brother to raise one.”

The return of the Demon God’s divine soul couldn’t be kept secret.

It was also impossible for Qi Zhuoyu to stay at Zhujian Xiaozhu forever, accompanying him in idle sleep every day.

Less than seven days after returning to his divine position, the news spread throughout the Three Realms as if it had grown wings.

Qi Zhuoyu had to give up his lazy life at Zhujian Xiaozhu and return to the Demon Realm first.

I’ve said before that this kind of salted fish laziness is contagious.

Look, look, the big devil’s face was clearly awful when he left.

It was also at this time that Qi Zhuoyu discovered a serious fact.

When he returned to the Demon Realm, he naturally thought Feng Xuan should go back with him.

After all, in his memory, apart from those few hundred years of forced separation, he had basically never been apart from Feng Xuan.

But on the day he was to return to the Demon Realm, Feng Xuan said he would also be returning to the White Jade Capital.

Qi Zhuoyu realized at that moment.

Feng Xuan still had friends, family, and the White Jade Capital was his home.

To put it nicely, he and Feng Xuan were destined immortal partners, having become Dao companions even in the mortal realm.

But that was all hundreds of years ago. Now, it seemed that he and Feng Xuan were, rounding off, practically unrelated.

Qi Zhuoyu’s face suddenly turned sour.

So much so that Feng Xuan noticed his odd behavior and paused his steps towards returning to the White Jade Capital, asking, “Senior brother, what’s wrong?”

Qi Zhuoyu’s expression was complex. After a while, he spoke, “You’re not coming back to the Demon Realm with me.”

Feng Xuan paused. Oh no, could the big devil have some kind of separation anxiety?

After all, in his mind, Qi Zhuoyu had always been the career-focused overachiever type. He never expected to see him so love-struck one day.

Feng Xuan thought for a moment. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and they hadn’t been newlyweds for long before having to separate. Actually, he was quite reluctant to part with him too.

But he also hadn’t gone back to see his father for a long time, which made him feel quite guilty.

Feng Xuan stood on tiptoe and hugged Qi Zhuoyu, burying his face in his chest and nuzzling, saying in a muffled voice, “The White Jade Capital is actually quite close to the Chaotic Sea. After I stay at Qifeng Palace for a couple of days, I’ll come visit you.”

Qi Zhuoyu spoke, “Senior brother wants you to live in the Demon Realm forever.”

Ah, this?

Feng Xuan looked up at him, a bit conflicted, “That’s not really appropriate, is it? After all, I’m of the divine race. It feels odd to always be in the Demon Realm.”

Qi Zhuoyu immediately changed his stance, “Then Senior brother will come live in the White Jade Capital.”

Feng Xuan: “.”

Help.

This was even worse.

If it weren’t for Qi Zhuoyu’s current calm expression.

He strongly suspected that the subtext of “Senior Brother will come live in the White Jade Capital” was “This Venerable will unify the Three Realms today.”

His expression became even more conflicted.

He had just mentioned the big devil being love-struck, and he instantly turned into a career-focused person again.

“That’s still not really appropriate…” Feng Xuan said slowly.

“Why not?” Qi Zhuoyu suddenly pinched Feng Xuan’s cheeks again, smiling charmingly. “You’ve already taken advantage of Senior brother, ruined Senior brother’s purity, and now you won’t even give Senior brother a proper status?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xuan’s mind went blank for a moment.

Qi Zhuoyu asked, “What are you thinking?”

Feng Xuan spoke with a blank expression, “Senior brother, didn’t you just mean you wanted to attack the divine race and take over the White Jade Capital?”

Qi Zhuoyu’s expression instantly became strange.

“What would I do with the White Jade Capital?” Qi Zhuoyu said, “Besides, isn’t it the same to have you, the future heir to the White Jade Capital and divine prince?”

It sounded reasonable; he couldn’t refute it.

Big devil, you’d better not be dating me just to get the White Jade Capital.jpg

Feng Xuan felt his mind was a bit chaotic, uncertain if Qi Zhuoyu was proposing to him.

But Qi Zhuoyu seemed a bit unhappy with his silence and pinched his face, “What? Is Xiao Qi going to be unfaithful, sleeping with Senior brother and then pretending not to acknowledge it?”

Wait. He hadn’t said he wouldn’t take responsibility.

He just needed to sort out his current emotions.

Qi Zhuoyu seemed to remember something else and spoke in a somewhat sarcastic tone, “Right. After all, you still have a good senior brother in the White Jade Capital.”

Why did he suddenly bring up Senior Brother Jing Yu again?

The big devil’s jealousy was really unreasonable. Feng Xuan came back to his senses and quickly said, “What does this have to do with Senior Brother Jing Yu!”

“Hmm. Still protecting him.” Qi Zhuoyu became even more sarcastic, both annoyed and amused, “Feng Ling.”

He had recently learned his courtesy name.

He was calling him by his name more and more randomly.

Qi Zhuoyu bent down slightly, staring at him, “Am I your secret lover?”

Feng Xuan: “…?”

Qi Zhuoyu: “The one you keep in the mortal realm, set up in a house, visiting occasionally, a lover that can’t be seen in public?”

Feng Xuan: “???”

He kept pressing closer with his questioning.

Feng Xuan was cornered, unable to retreat, practically trapped in his embrace. He hesitated, “…It’s not like that.”

Besides, he felt it looked more like the big devil was keeping him.

Qi Zhuoyu heard him speak.

Feng Xuan mumbled softly, “Actually, I think you’re quite presentable. Senior brother, you should have confidence in your immortal face.”

Qi Zhuoyu laughed, speechless.

Alright. Should he thank this little ancestor for affirming his looks?

“Besides, what kind of secret lover are you?” Feng Xuan muttered, “So fierce. If you were really someone’s secret lover, you’d probably be abandoned within two days.”

“Mm. Not as gentle and tender as that Senior Brother Jing Yu,” Qi Zhuoyu started implying again.

Feng Xuan, having him brought up again and again, also got a little angry, “Why do you keep mentioning him?”

“Shouldn’t I mention him?” Qi Zhuoyu said, “Right. I’m not like some people who have a good senior brother here and a good senior brother there. I only have Xiao Qi.”

Being told this.

It seemed like he was really in the wrong?

Feng Xuan suddenly felt a bit guilty.

The little bit of arrogance that had just risen up also disappeared.

After a moment of silence,

Feng Xuan changed the subject and asked, “Senior brother, were you proposing to me just now?”

Qi Zhuoyu paused, his voice a bit hoarse. “What else? Senior brother is proposing.”

He paused again and asked, with a hint of nervousness that was hard to detect in his tone. “So, is Xiao Qi willing to marry me?”

The man’s words were clear and still echoing in his ears.

Feng Xuan felt his face heating up, his ears also getting a bit hot.

His words were very soft, but clear. “Oh. I mean, since you’ve proposed to me.”

Feng Xuan stared at the jade pendant on Qi Zhuoyu’s chest, the one he had given him before. He had never lost it. “It’s just, when you said earlier that I have good senior brothers, I feel I need to explain. Although I do have two senior brothers.”

He stood on tiptoe and quickly pecked Qi Zhuoyu’s lips, not daring to meet his gaze, and mumbled softly, “But for a good husband, I only have you.”