nycdaug Chapter 113 Return
Chapter 113 Return
Fu Gui grabbed the Chaos Beast by the scruff of its neck and, expressionless, threw it into the crack of the closing door.
Bang.
The sound of the Chaos Beast hitting the door panel wasn't loud, but the sound of it sliding down the wooden planks to the ground was extremely jarring.
After a night of torment, Fugui dragged his weary body and pushed open the door, immediately spotting a slender figure a dozen meters away.
She was about the same height as Chen An, and her cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of Yin and Yang, but she was filled with turbid energy.
Her hair was draped at the back of her head, with half of it hanging loosely down her back; it was the attire of an ordinary woman in the cultivation world.
Fu Gui didn't know this person, and Chen An probably didn't either.
The tanuki was always on guard against the unfamiliar power, and before it knew it, the power within its body reached out towards the woman.
As if sensing a threat, the woman straightened her back and slowly turned around.
Sunlight streamed in, obscuring her face. Confirming she meant no harm, Fu Gui withdrew his hand.
He placed his hand on his forehead, squinted slightly, and finally recognized the person in front of him.
The woman who left without saying goodbye, making Chen An uncomfortable for several days, was Qing Yue.
"Hey, you're supposed to be the deputy sect leader, how could you..."
A cry silenced Fugui. He wrinkled his nose and hurried forward, but was stopped by a pair of swollen, tearful eyes.
Qingyue shouldn't be like this. The Qingyue who always has a smile on her face and is always busy should be radiant.
Fu Gui was the only one in the entire Yihe Sect who had never accepted Qing Yue. He was concerned about the past conflicts between Qing Yue and Chen An, but seeing Qing Yue's gaunt appearance still made him feel sad.
The child was still crying, but Fugui couldn't hear him.
The door opened, and after Fugui saw Chen An clearly, he took two steps back, turned around, and went back into the house.
Qingyue was originally the female protagonist in the book, and her beauty surpassed everyone else's, which Chen An had to admit.
Now, upon seeing his old friend again, Chen An could see no beauty in her at all. Her haggard eyes and parted lips spoke volumes about how badly Qing Yue was doing.
Chen An instinctively stepped forward, wanting to hug Qing Yue, but was blocked by the child in her arms.
With his hands raised and suspended in mid-air, Chen An paused for a moment, then grasped Qing Yue's arms and squeezed them hard.
She wanted to comfort Qingyue, but when she only felt the bone, she felt sorry for her.
"Let me show you my child, his name is Jian Huanzhen."
Chen An touched the child's face, nodded, and said, "It sounds nice, but I'd like to hear more about how you're doing."
Qingyue's eyes instantly welled up with tears, but she bit her lower lip tightly and stubbornly shook her head.
After pausing for a few moments, he said, "I'm fine, I just wanted to see you all."
The child's cries were strong and clear, making Qingyue look even more haggard. Chen An looked at her eyes, which appeared unusually large due to her thinness, and forced a smile.
"Are you going to stay?"
Qingyue lifted the child in her arms higher, her cheeks slightly warm, but not red due to lack of blood and energy.
Chen An felt that she had some concerns, but he didn't want to delve into it. No matter who it was, they all had their own considerations. Asking too many questions and interfering too much would only hinder their personal cultivation.
Thinking this, Chen An felt somewhat relieved and was about to go to Qing Yue's place with her when Qing Yue grabbed her wrist.
"Can we keep it a secret from everyone else? Only you and Fugui know I'm here."
Chen An turned around and met a pair of panicked eyes. The fear emanating from Qing Yue's eyes went straight to the depths of Chen An's heart.
She couldn't understand how Jian Yunzhou could have tormented Qingyue like this.
Anger flared up from the bottom of his heart. Chen An didn't want to pretend nothing had happened. "Qing Yue, tell me the truth, what's wrong with you? Where's Jian Yunzhou?"
Qingyue tightened her grip on the child, almost pleading, "It's not his fault, don't ask anymore. Let's rebuild the sect properly, okay?"
"You're in this state, why are you covering for him!" Chen An shook off Qing Yue's hand, not knowing where to vent his anger.
She shouldn't interfere in other people's karma and fate.
"Come with me."
Fu Gui came out at some point and spoke softly to Qing Yue.
Qingyue sniffed, lowered her head and followed behind Fugui, her shoulders slightly shrugged.
The two figures, one in front and one behind, were all too familiar. Chen An watched them leave silently, his mind in turmoil.
She wanted to help Qingyue, but what good would it do to just let her hide?
The world of cultivation holds countless possibilities, so why must Qingyue be troubled by love?
After Honglang was gone, why did Jian Yunzhou come along to interfere with Qingyue's luck?
The female lead, who should have stood atop the mountain, looking down on everyone, has become like this, which is truly infuriating.
Chen An's heartbeat grew clearer and clearer. She stood there blankly, and every inch of soil beneath her feet seemed to feel her anger.
But apart from forcing herself to calm down, there was nothing she could do. She exhaled a breath of stale air, and Chen An was still the same Chen An.
At noon, Fugui slowly landed in front of Chen'an's house.
He raised his right hand and tapped twice lightly. A familiar voice came from inside the room: "Are you being too polite?"
Hearing Chen An say this, Fu Gui's heart was finally at ease. It didn't know how much Chen An cared about Qing Yue, but since Chen An adjusted himself so quickly, he probably didn't care that much.
"Hey, what's wrong with you this morning? I thought you valued her more than your own cultivation."
Chen An looked at the head at the door, bit his lower lip, and stared at the ceiling. After a long while, he said, "Qing Yue is so powerful, yet she's become like this for an ordinary Jian Yunzhou. Isn't it worth it?"
Fu Gui entered the room, stole a glance at Chen An, and then sat down in the armchair. "Whether Jian Yunzhou is an ordinary person or a brilliant person, Qing Yue shouldn't have let herself get into this state."
Chen An's eyes were full of admiration. Unconsciously, Fu Gui, this little cat, was more insightful than herself. Her thinking was indeed too narrow compared to Fu Gui's. No matter who it is, they should plan for their future properly.
"Haha, judging from your eyes, you also think what I said makes sense, don't you?" Fu Gui straightened up, tilted his head back, and continued, "But none of that matters."
Chen An didn't realize why it suddenly didn't matter anymore. Didn't Fu Gui love being praised the most?
"Tell me, don't you feel any remorse for locking me up with your Chaos Beast last night?"
Chen An placed his hand on his chest, feeling it carefully, and revealed a slightly wise smile: "Conscience? I couldn't touch it, nor could I feel it. However, as an otherworldly fox, training a few little magical beasts shouldn't be too difficult for you?"
"Drill! You call this drill?"
Fu Gui's head suddenly appeared and pressed against Chen An's forehead. The displeasure in his eyes was like a flood bursting its banks, surging into Chen An's mind.
Fortunately, Chen An was not a character in the book, and he was well aware of the ingenious use of military strategy. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best.
He flashed to the doorway, raised his left foot high, and landed steadily on the ground. With a turn, he was already out of the house.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not a cat, don't lift me up."
After being dragged into the house by Fugui, Chen An looked at the three magical beasts lying on the bed and felt completely overwhelmed.
She held her forehead with one hand, which had just blocked her view, when she heard a cracking sound.
He rushed forward, holding a Chaos Beast in one hand and a seventh-tier small beast in the other. It took Chen An a great deal of effort to separate the two beasts.
Upon closer inspection, the two seventh-tier beasts looked exactly alike, both lacking the tips of their tails.