Bu Wei

Ning Buwei’s meridians were completely severed, and he couldn’t hold any spiritual power in his body. A part of it was made into a bell by him while it was still hot, and he gave it to Ning Xiu to play with. The rest was all stuffed into the two Suzaku Sword fragments by him. Suddenly being kicked and sent flying was because he had no guard against his own son.

The great demon who had been making waves in the cultivation world for so many years hit the wall solidly in shock.

“Senior!”

“Senior!”

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang were about to help him up in a flurry, but they were stopped by Ning Buwei with a raise of his hand.

Chu Xin and the other two were lined up like quails, not daring to move.

The demon stood up with a gloomy face, walked to the bedside with a murderous look, and stared at the culprit, which frightened Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng.

Considering his very obvious past, Feng Zizhang plucked up the courage to persuade, “Se…Senior, he definitely didn’t do it on purpose…”

“Right, Senior, he’s still just a child who doesn’t understand…” Jiang Yizheng persuaded with a stiff scalp, not knowing why her back was cold, and always felt that this person would start a killing spree if he was not happy.

Chu Xin didn’t understand and exclaimed, “This kid is really amazing, he kicked the Senior so far with one foot!”

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng turned their heads and glared at him with murderous intent, signaling him to shut up with their eyes.

Chu Xin scratched his head in confusion, “Isn’t it amazing?”

Jiang Yizheng covered his mouth and pulled him aside, while Feng Zizhang continued to watch nervously.

Ning Xiu still had tears on his face, but when he saw his father suddenly disappear, he forgot to cry. His little head twisted around looking for his father. When he saw his father come over with a gloomy face and kick him, he opened his little mouth and laughed.

“Ah~” Father~ 

“Ah~” Porridge~

Seeing that Ning Buwei ignored him, he pouted and shouted loudly.

“Ah! Ah ah~” Father! I’m hungry~

Ning Buwei didn’t understand his babbling, and lifted his little swaddle with a black face, revealing his tender little belly. The child’s delicate skin was pinched by him and turned blue.

Ning Buwei immediately frowned, and had no mind to settle accounts with Ning Xiu. He picked him up and applied some spiritual power on his little belly.

Ning Xiu felt his little belly warmed, comfortably nestled in his father’s arms and humming, “Ah~”

Hot~

When Ning Buwei pinched his little belly, he consciously used a very light force. However, the great demon forgot that his normal strength was used to pinch other people’s necks. The force he deliberately lightened was still too much for a child who had just been born not long ago.

Ning Buwei suddenly felt that being kicked was light. He held Ning Xiu in his arms and rubbed his little belly to apologize. Ning Xiu comfortably squinted his eyes and smiled at his father.

Just as Feng Zizhang was finally relieved while admiring this beautiful picture of fatherly love, a strange and somewhat dull sound rang out in the room, and then a not so wonderful smell spread everywhere.

Feng Zizhang subconsciously covered his nose.

Jiang Yizheng, who was whispering to Chu Xin, was shocked and widened her eyes. Chu Xin quickly asked, “What is this smell? Why is it so stinky?”

Even Chu Sun, who had passed out, frowned in discomfort.

Ning Buwei, who was holding the child, stiffened in place.

The warm touch on his arm was so obvious, and it reminded him that it was not urine.

Once upon a time, the great demon naively thought that constantly changing diapers for his son had already challenged his maximum bottom line and patience, until Ning Xiu pooped in his arms.

Ning Buwei’s face was more than ugly, it was already green and black.

The hand holding Ning Xiu was itching to move. He stared at the window, very much wanting to throw this stinky little thing out.

“Senior! Calm down!” Feng Zizhang crazily cast a small cleaning spell in the room while covering his nose with his sleeve.

Jiang Yizheng tried hard and cast two cleaning spells.

Chu Xin had a lot of spiritual power and directly cast a big cleaning spell. The stinky smell in the room immediately dissipated a lot.

Ning Buwei pinched a corner of the swaddle and held Ning Xiu in mid-air, frowned, trying to keep him away from himself. In the end, he simply put him on the bed, stood aside, and took out some spiritual power from the fragments of the Suzaku Sword to cast a cleaning spell on himself.

The outside was full of vines, and the window could not be opened for ventilation. Even after using the cleaning spell, there was still a faint smell. Feng Zizhang, Jiang Yizheng, and Chu Xin stood by the bed and stared at the little guy moving around on the bed, all with a solemn expression.

“It should be time to change the diaper.” Chu Xin remembered the Yushan Hall in the sect. He had once helped out with several fellow disciples.

“Should we……wash him?” Jiang Yizheng, the only woman among a group of people, tentatively said. “Use a cleaning spell?”

Feng Zizhang said, “The essence of the cleaning spell is to decompose impurities into spiritual power. If we use the cleaning spell, wouldn’t it be… transforming it into spiritual power to absorb?”

Chu Xin said seriously, “The nanny who takes care of the children once said that using a cleaning spell is not good for the child’s little butt.”

The three people looked solemnly at the child on the bed. Ning Xiu curiously looked at them, “Ah?”

Where’s Father?

Ning Buwei, who was standing by the window and sulking, pretended not to hear.

“Senior, he seems to be very uncomfortable.” Jiang Yizheng saw Ning Xiu moving around non-stop and made a quick decision, “I’ll go downstairs to boil some water for you!”

“I’m going too!” Feng Zizhang followed her closely, “And find a diaper for the child by the way!”

“I’ll carry the water!” Chu Xin said righteously.

The three of them ran off in a puff of smoke, leaving only Chu Sun, who was still in a coma, frowning in pain.

Ning Buwei walked to the bedside, Ning Xiu looked at him with an innocent smile, smiling sweetly and innocently.

The irritable great demon looked at his son’s milky smile, and couldn’t help but feel a bit less irritable.

His son was not yet a month old. He had only wet the bed after drinking his blood before. After feeding him rice porridge for a few days, of course, he would excrete. It’s a common human condition, nothing could be more normal.

In the end, it was the sense of responsibility as a father that overcame his cleanliness obsession that had long been pushed somewhere by Ning Xiu – or rather, it was destined that he would have such a day when he was first peed on by Ning Xiu.

The good father Ning Buwei endured the stench and took Ning Xiu out of the swaddle, then quickly threw the valuable swaddle out of the window that was slightly opened.

A small cleaning spell went down, and Ning Xiu’s dirty little butt was immediately clean.

The spiritual power was shamelessly stuffed back into the fragments of the Suzaku Sword by Ning Buwei.

The vines crawling around outside sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, and immediately rolled up the swaddle and swallowed it. After a while, the entwined vines stiffened in place and suddenly spat out the swaddle:

Vomit~

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Most of the people in this inn were cultivators above the Foundation Building stage. After the fasting period, it didn’t matter if they didn’t eat, so there were basically no people in the kitchen.

Jiang Yizheng was very efficient, rolling up her sleeves to boil water, which made Feng Zizhang and Chu Xin stunned.

“Fellow Cultivator Jiang, you are really amazing.” Chu Xin admired, it was the first time he saw someone use a fire fold instead of a fire control spell to light a fire.

“I ran out of spiritual power just now when I cast the cleaning spell.” Jiang Yizheng patted the dust on her robe and asked Chu Xin sincerely, “Fellow Cultivator Chu, do you think I’m qualified to do odd jobs in the Wushi Sect?”

Chu Xin was stunned, his mind didn’t turn around, and he said hesitantly, “Should…should be.”

Feng Zizhang asked curiously, “Fellow Cultivator Chu, how many spirit stones does your Wushi Sect pay for a person that do odd jobs in a month?”

“The outer door handymen gets three thousand lower-grade spirit stones a month, the inner door handymen gets six thousand lower-grade spirit stones a month, which can also be exchanged for five hundred middle-grade spirit stones.” Chu Xin thought for a moment.

Feng Zizhang was stunned. He only got four hundred middle-grade spirit stones a month in Yunzhong Sect. If he took a sect task, he would only get six hundred middle-grade spirit stones. Even if he saved up for a year and a half, it wouldn’t be enough to buy a good magic weapon. He would have to shamelessly borrow money from his master and senior brothers…

The first major sect in the seventeen states, it really is rich and powerful!

“Do you have any requirements for recruiting handymen in your sect?” Feng Zizhang couldn’t help asking.

“Outer door handymen need to have a qualification of third middle tier or above, Qi Refining Seventh Layer or above, inner door handymen need to have a qualification of third upper tier, Qi Refining Tenth Layer or above, it’s best to have someone recommend…” Chu Xin said, “But each peak and valley have their own requirements, I’m not particularly clear.”

Jiang Yizheng was a little downcast, “My qualification is third lower tier, I’m only at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer now, and I’m already eighteen this year and haven’t been able to break through.”

Feng Zizhang comforted her, “It’s okay, my qualification is second middle tier, I’m twenty-four this year and I’ve just built the foundation.”

The two of them looked at Chu Xin at the same time, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Probably because they were all about the same age, and now they were all trapped in Linjiang City with life and death uncertain, without the restraint of their sect leaders, the unique curiosity and desire to communicate among young people emerged.

“My qualification is first lower tier, I’m fifteen this year, and my cultivation…” Chu Xin was a little embarrassed to say, “I’ve just reached the great perfection of the Foundation Building Stage, and the ranking within the sect is always at the bottom every year.”

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were shocked.

Fifteen years old and at the great perfection of the Foundation Building Stage, and still at the bottom!

Is this the terror of the first sect in the seventeen states?

“Then it seems like I wouldn’t lose out if I went in to be a handyman.” Feng Zizhang sighed.

The three of them were boiling water and huddled together, complaining about the annoying rules and boring courses in their respective sects, admiring the young and promising peers on the Tianji List, and anxiously guessing what the terrifying demon vine outside was all about, praying that the big shots in and outside the city would quickly use their divine powers to take care of this demon…

When the water was about to boil, Chu Xin’s face suddenly changed.

Feng Zizhang asked, “What’s wrong?”

“As soon as we came in, I habitually put a small listening symbol on the wall, and it seems like someone next door is talking about us.” Chu Xin said.

The listening symbol, as the name suggests, was specifically used to secretly listen to the outside world.

Feng Zizhang looked at him with difficulty, “Why do you habitually put listening symbols on the wall?”

“I’m particularly annoyed by the elder who teaches the pill medicine course in the sect. Every time I take his course, I put one on the wall of my pill room.” Chu Xin touched his nose guiltily.

If the other party didn’t come, he would sleep. As soon as he heard footsteps outside, he would quickly get up and pretend to refine pills.

“That’s not important.” Jiang Yizheng interrupted the two of them. She didn’t have such high-level talisman paper as the listening symbol, so she could only stick her ear to the wall to listen, and asked Chu Xin, “What are they saying?”

Chu Xin generously gave them two listening symbols each, and the three of them squatted in the corner of the kitchen to listen to the corner of the next room.

“This can’t go on…sooner or later we’ll be trapped here to death…”

“Even the people from Wushi Sect have gone in, leaving only that little brat who still smells of milk, what can we do?”

“That kid has just reached the great perfection of the Foundation Building Stage, we can definitely kill him if we join hands. Wushi Sect has a lot of treasures to save lives, we might be able to take the opportunity to escape…”

“That Feng from Yunzhong Sect also looks silly, it’s just right to slaughter him together–”

“But what if the Wushi Sect and Yunzhong Sect seek revenge?”

“Hmph, whether we can escape or not is another matter, let alone how they seek revenge. This demon vine has swallowed so many people, it won’t miss these two!”

“That girl from Four Seasons Hall…”

“Heh, I could kill her with one finger!”

“There’s also a man upstairs with a child. I’ve secretly investigated. That man doesn’t have any cultivation on him, he should be a mortal, but his child is at the Golden Core Stage…”

Several low exclamations sounded.

“This Golden Core Stage baby is much more useful than those brats from the major sects!” Someone excitedly said, “If used for refining, maybe it could…”

“How can you use such evil methods! What’s the difference between you and that demon Ning Buwei!”

“Tsk, I was just saying, I’m not really going to do it…”

The group of people whispered and discussed for a while, someone suggested, “The demon vine outside specifically targets cultivators with high cultivation and good qualifications. If we snatch that child and use him as bait to lure the demon vine, we might have a chance to escape…”

… A group of people were whispering and plotting, and the three people eavesdropping in the kitchen were dumbfounded.

“I and my martial uncle risked our lives to save them, and they repay kindness with enmity!” Chu Xin angrily drew his sword, “I’m going to kill them!”

“Don’t be impulsive!” Jiang Yizheng stopped him, “Didn’t you hear that there are several Golden Cores among them? The three of us together can’t beat even one of them.”

Feng Zizhang was very angry, “They don’t even spare children, my Senior brother was right, people are unpredictable! Indeed, we shouldn’t just save people casually!”

He used to think that his senior brother was cold and heartless, but now he gradually understood why Han Ziyang would do this. Just thinking about how he caused harm to his senior brother, he became even more upset.

“We should hurry back and discuss with the senior what to do, he must have a way.” Jiang Yizheng pulled the two of them to open the door and leave, but as soon as she turned around, the kitchen door was kicked open.

“I thought it was some scum eavesdropping, but it turns out you guys brought yourselves to the door!” A purple-robed female cultivator laughed sweetly.

Behind her stood several cultivators with unfriendly eyes, greedily sizing up the three little fat lambs in front of them.

Chu Xin drew his sword and held it in front of him, glaring at them, “You ungrateful cultivators, acting recklessly!”

“Anyway, we’re all going to be trapped here and die. Since you guys are so righteous, why not be good to the end and hand over all the treasures on you!” The purple-robed cultivator shouted.

Two curved knives with cold light rushed straight at the three of them, and the door frame exploded with a bang!

Bang bang bang!

Ning Buwei had just changed Ning Xiu’s diaper, and wrapped his not-so-honest son in a brand new swaddle, when suddenly there was a rapid knocking sound outside.