Leng Jing quickly purchased a roast chicken, fried small fish, and thousand-layer glutinous rice cakes. Meanwhile, a sense of so-called "great justice" began to well up in his heart; he decided he had to investigate that eerie Wanxiang Tower.
Consequently, the shopkeeper who sold him the cakes tremblingly handed the package to the solemn and serious Leng Jing. *Is buying a few cakes really worth such a look of deep-seated hatred?* the man wondered. He had almost thought he owed this customer a fortune! It wasn't until Leng Jing had walked away with the cakes that the shopkeeper realized—damn it, he had forgotten to ask the man for money!
Leng Jing walked down the street through the rain, clutching the food and pondering how to follow the clues to find Wanxiang Tower. Just then, an umbrella was held over his head.
"Little White Dragon, we meet again! Why aren't you using an umbrella? It would be such a pity to get your clothes soaked." The newcomer holding the umbrella wore a sly, cunning smile. It was the young immortal who had tried to strike up a conversation with him in the sky the other day.
Leng Jing looked at him in silence. The immortal grew embarrassed under his gaze and gave a dry cough. "Ahem, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gu Fengchen. Little White Dragon, are you interested in being friends with me? I thought you were beautiful when I saw you in the sky, but I didn't expect you to look even better in human form!"
"Brother Chen, I want to go home and eat my num-nums. Can you go find somewhere else to chill-out for a teeny-weeny bit?" Leng Jing mimicked the tone of Leng Qingqing and the white rabbit's ilk.
Gu Fengchen: (= =) *How can this Little White Dragon say such unfittingly cute words with such a serious expression?* However, he had the least resistance to this kind of cuteness! That serious expression could be ignored! He could kidnap him back first and slowly nurture their relationship!
Thus, he attempted to "enlighten" Leng Jing, responding in kind: "Little Dragon-kins, can big brother walk you home-y? Big brother is afraid you’ll lose your way-way all by yourself! A Little Dragon-kins like you out in the world-y is easily stalked-ed by people from the Demon Realm-y! Can big brother ask you why you came to the mortal realm-y?"
Leng Jing suddenly turned solemn, speaking in a grand, resolute tone: "We intend to sweep clean the darkness of the Three Realms and establish an ideal world of benevolence and virtue."
Gu Fengchen was instantly choked up. This sudden shift in style was too much for him to handle. He froze on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.
By then, Leng Jing had already walked far away.
***
When Leng Jing returned to the inn, he made some inquiries. The proprietor said that the Lord of Frost-Snow Manor and his son had already settled their bill and moved out. He returned to the room to find Leng Qingqing and the White Mink looking longingly at the food in his hands, starving.
Leng Jing set the food on the table, and the three of them began to eat. However, there was still no word from the servants. Recalling what Gu Fengchen had said, Leng Jing thought it possible that the group had been captured by the Demon Realm.
"Son, are you going to look for them?" Leng Qingqing asked, biting into a rice cake.
"Mhm. I'll search for their aura first," Leng Jing replied.
Of course, that was only after Leng Jing finished his meal, lay on the bed to read a leisure book for a while, had Leng Qingqing massage his legs, and watched the White Mink wash the dishes. Seeing that the rain showed no signs of letting up, Leng Jing finally, reluctantly, climbed out of bed. He threw on a straw raincoat and went up to the roof to cast a spell to track the auras of the White Rabbit and the others.
In truth, Leng Jing was "incantation-illiterate." He had never deigned to look at any formal spells; all his magic was created and cast according to his whims, never following a fixed pattern. Therefore, a mid-level spell like "aura-tracking" was somewhat difficult for him. Standing on the roof, Leng Jing pondered for a moment. According to the standard practices of the Immortal Realm, if one wanted to track an aura from a distance, they would surely summon a spirit beast to fly out and investigate. However, such a time-consuming method was clearly not for the Ugly Little Snake. He wanted his information immediately.
So, the Ugly Little Snake crouched on the roof, rubbing his chin as he thought.
Leng Qingqing and the White Mink, having nothing better to do after eating their fill, leaned against the window waiting for news. After a short while, they suddenly felt the entire inn shudder. In reality, it was a psychological sensation; the inn was perfectly steady with no signs of an earthquake. What made them feel dizzy was the sudden, violent surge of Leng Jing’s spiritual power. Had the entire inn not been protected by Leng Jing’s barrier long ago, Leng Qingqing and the White Mink would have been knocked unconscious and reverted to their original forms.
"Jing-er! What are you doing?!" Leng Qingqing shouted toward the roof.
"Master! Old Master! Look outside!!!" the White Mink screamed, clutching Leng Qingqing’s arm.
Both the White Mink and Leng Qingqing were spirit beasts and could see things invisible to mortals. In their eyes, the surrounding town presented a terrifying spectacle—a tidal wave of spiritual power, condensed from purple Dragon Qi, was sweeping outward from the inn as the center. In an instant, it vanished beyond the horizon. Everywhere the wave touched, mortals and livestock alike were, without exception, knocked unconscious.
"Jing-er!!!! What are you doing?!" Leng Qingqing shouted at the roof again.
"I'm testing to see which direction the White Rabbit and the others are in," Leng Jing said, poking his head down from the roof.
"That's not a test, that's destruction!" the White Mink and Leng Qingqing wailed in unison.
"Nonsense, it just makes people a bit dizzy," Leng Jing said dismissively. "Look, there. Found them. Three hundred miles to the northeast. My spiritual wave got a response."
"That's damn fast," the White Mink muttered.
"Then let's go find them," Leng Qingqing said.
"No rush. The coordinates are too rough; I'll probe a bit more precisely." Leng Jing was a precision freak.
"Noooooo—!" By the time the White Mink and Leng Qingqing screamed, it was too late. The second wave of spiritual power made them so dizzy and nauseous that they threw up their dinner.
Let us turn our gaze to a Demon Realm outpost within a barrier three hundred miles away. In fact, the moment Leng Jing launched the first wave of spiritual energy, this barrier outpost ceased to exist.
The vanguard generals of the Demon Realm were all shaken so badly they couldn't stand. Conversely, the White Rabbit, White Tiger, and Bi Xuan—who were locked in the dungeon and had been shielded by Leng Jing’s Dragon Qi before—were relatively unharmed, merely feeling dizzy.
When the second wave of Dragon Qi swept through again, even the Demon Realm generals couldn't hold on, coughing up blood from internal injuries. Within the range of Leng Jing’s Dragon Qi, not a single Demon Realm outpost was spared; the losses were catastrophic. Later, the Demon Realm’s military strategist studied the event for days without finding an answer, eventually concluding it was an anomalous natural phenomenon of heaven and earth.
Fifteen minutes after Leng Jing’s second strike, the unconscious White Rabbit and the others were hauled back by the "Dragon-model Ferrari."
Leng Qingqing and the White Mink: (= =) What else could they say? This was efficiency.
***
To briefly recount the experiences of the White Rabbit and the others:
A few days ago, the White Rabbit, White Tiger, and Bi Xuan went to buy food as instructed by the Young Master. However, they were spotted by people from the Demon Realm halfway there, captured, and interrogated. The White Rabbit couldn't withstand the intimidation and confessed they were subordinates of the Dragon Lord. As a result, the Demon Realm people mocked them and didn't believe a word, and even the White Tiger and Bi Xuan looked down on him. They were all locked in a magically sealed cell, only to be somehow rescued and brought back to the inn.
Leng Qingqing’s explanation to them was that Leng Jing had saved them. Supposedly, because the Dragon Lord had exhausted his strength rescuing his subordinates from the demon's nest, he now had to remain in bed. Leng Qingqing wouldn't let anyone near the Dragon Lord’s bedroom, claiming he was "healing" the Dragon Lord himself inside the warded room.
The White Rabbit fell seriously ill from the shock and was sent back to the Celestial Realm by the White Tiger. Bi Xuan stayed behind, attempting to find a safe place where the Young Master could recuperate in peace.
All of this happened while Leng Jing was fast asleep. Leng Jing’s principle was that nothing should occupy his precious rest time. Leng Qingqing slept right beside him; pestering his son to sleep together was his habit.
Morning arrived quickly, and the rain had not stopped. Leng Jing was the first to wake. He washed up and dressed neatly, then escaped the Great White Snake’s entanglement, bypassed Bi Xuan—who was slumped over in the living room from exhaustion—and went out to buy breakfast.
Today, he carried a new umbrella and wandered around the morning market for a few laps. Because everyone nearby had been knocked out by him yesterday, there was no one at the market this morning, and he couldn't buy any breakfast.
The lonely Ugly Little Snake had no choice but to head back to the inn. The bluestone-paved streets were washed smooth by the rain. Many flowering branches reached out from the roadside walls, vibrant with green. The empty street was silent and cold, save for the pitter-patter of the rain.
As Leng Jing stared blankly at the street scenery, a black carriage drawn by a tall horse approached from afar. The carriage slowed as it passed him, and a man poked his head out. This man possessed a natural aura of dominance, with soaring sword-like brows and a dignified air. He shouted at Leng Jing, "Hey, you, Little White Dragon! Do you know if there are any people from the Celestial Realm around here? Do you know what caused the anomaly in this area?"
Leng Jing shook his head.
Seeing his dazed look, the man felt quite contemptuous. However, this Little White Dragon was beautiful, and he couldn't help but steal a few more glances. In the entire Three Realms, there were truly few people who could catch the eye of the Third Prince of the Demon Realm. Thinking of his recent, utterly dull life, he couldn't help but feel the urge to snatch this pretty Little White Dragon away to play with. Thus, he lowered his tone slightly. "Little White Dragon, which family are you from?"
"I am Leng Jing, of the Leng family from the West Sea," Leng Jing half-lied with a seemingly innocent face.
"Oh? I don't believe I've heard of that family among the Dragon Clan. It seems your family is of mixed-blood origin!" The Third Prince signaled for the carriage to stop and began to strike up a conversation.
Leng Jing played dumb and shook his head.
"What are you doing in the mortal realm?" the Third Prince continued.
"I came to play," Leng Jing said.
"Hmph, what a playful little fellow. Come here, I'll take you somewhere fun," the Third Prince beckoned to him.
"Then I have to tell my dad," Leng Jing continued to play the fool.
"Fine. I have business to attend to. I'll come find you again tomorrow. Take this pearl and don't lose it." The Third Prince tossed a precious pearl that could repel demonic energy to Leng Jing, lest the demonic aura harm the Little White Dragon when he eventually took him back to the Demon Realm.
Under Leng Jing’s watchful gaze, the carriage drove away.
Only then did the young immortal, Gu Fengchen, who had been hiding behind a wall, step out. He grabbed Leng Jing’s arm and said, "Jing-baby! You must never go with that man! He’s from the Demon Realm! Listen to big brother, let big brother take you home, okay?"
"Cut the crap. Let's find a place to eat," Leng Jing said expressionlessly.
Gu Fengchen froze again. *Waaaah~ my baby is truly too unpredictable.* (Wait, when did he become "his" baby?)
Thus, Gu Fengchen used a cloud to carry Leng Jing to his private estate—Dream Butterfly Lake Villa.
While still on the cloud, Gu Fengchen brought out some buns to please Leng Jing. In return, Leng Jing said to him, "Based on my many years of experience traveling the world and observing countless people, I can give you a few words of advice."
"What does Jing-baby want to say to big brother? Big brother is listening!" Gu Fengchen said with a beaming smile.
"You are the type of noble young master who appears romantic, kind, and clever on the surface, but in reality, once you fall in love, you become incredibly devoted and will ultimately experience much suffering. I advise you not to fall too deep," Leng Jing said without much expression.
"Am I that kind of person, baby?" Gu Fengchen asked jokingly. *This baby really loves acting like an adult!*
Leng Jing remained silent for a moment, then a gentle, bitter smile slowly formed on his face: "Baby, as long as you can be happy, nothing else matters to me. Baby, I will always be behind you, silently protecting you. Even if my primordial spirit fades, I will turn into the wind to accompany you. Baby, meeting you was the greatest fortune of my life... *cough, cough, cough*..."
That expression was the spitting image of a dying, blood-spitting Gu Fengchen; it was exactly the kind of thing someone like Gu Fengchen would say at the end.
Gu Fengchen froze once more, turning his back, feeling deeply struck.
"Back when I was the Alliance Leader of the martial arts world, fellows like you would come to me every few days, asking me to act as a middleman to find a divine physician to save their lives," Leng Jing explained while eating a bun. "Nostalgic days."
"Baby... you... why were you the Alliance Leader..." Gu Fengchen turned his head back slowly with a mournful face.
"Not only that, but many couples who had been together too long and couldn't stop bickering would come to me for mediation. There was once a pair of male lovers who had such deep conflicts that I presided over their amicable breakup. In the end, they both started their own families and careers. This thing called 'feelings' is actually quite shallow. If I were an old man dragon, you wouldn't be so attentive. Do you really believe that two young people living together for just a few days of flirting can reach a point of life-and-death devotion? If you gave your life for the other person, and they immediately forgot you to find a new lover, could you truly tolerate that?" Leng Jing continued to demoralize him.
"Waaaaah~~ I beg you! Baby! Stop talking! I'm so sad!" Gu Fengchen wiped the corners of his eyes.
"Immortals are inherently superior beings who have transcended mortality, yet they insist on mimicking the short-lived mortals by playing at love and romance. This is nothing short of evolutionary regression! All gods and demons should focus their energy on transcending species limitations and advancing toward the highest level of existence! Our goal is immortality, not existing for the sake of a love that will eventually betray us! We must believe that one day, the mysteries of the world will be in our hands, that we can encompass all things and reach the ultimate goal of life's journey! And does the endless cycle of life not exist precisely so that we may strive to pass life down until we see that day? Why do we live? Why do we persist? I believe the universe will give us the ultimate answer! And we, who transcend the common man, are the witnesses chosen by Heaven itself!" Leng Jing began to grandiosely hoodwink Gu Fengchen.
"Waaaaah~~~ Baby! I don't dare anymore! From today on, I will cultivate properly!!! Baby!" Gu Fengchen’s eyes brimmed with hot tears.
A long while later.
"Baby, I feel so confused... take all these buns and pastries with you... I need to be alone for a bit..." Gu Fengchen finally retreated to his villa, exhausted.
| Chinese | English | Notes/Explanation |
| :--- | :--- | :--- |
| 顾风尘 | Gu Fengchen | The name of the flirtatious immortal. |
| 梦蝶湖山庄 | Dream Butterfly Lake Villa | Gu Fengchen's private estate. |
| 龙型法拉利 | Dragon-model Ferrari | A humorous, modern metaphor used to describe Leng Jing's high-speed travel. |
| 三皇子 | Third Prince | The third prince of the Demon Realm. |
| 西海冷家 | Leng family of the West Sea | The fake family background Leng Jing invents. |
| 辟魔气 | Repel demonic energy | The function of the pearl given by the Third Prince. |
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