Chapter 115: Little Yang Chan

Tsk, not even a bit experienced in fighting!

He ran a hand through his handsome hair; Nezha, who had grown quite tall, hoisted his fire-tipped spear onto his shoulder.

Brothers, sisters!

Nezha greeted his brothers and sisters.

Come on, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for drinks!

Nezha, didn't the elder lady say you're still too young to drink?

One of the brothers said helplessly.

Yeah, last time we took you drinking, the elder lady made us train for days—we were all scared!

A sister said.

Brothers, sisters, if we don't tell anyone, how could Mom find out? This meal's on me!

Nezha put an arm around each brother and sister's shoulders and said: "Besides, I heard the Drunken Immortal Pavilion has a new batch of immortal brew personally brewed by Lady Longji—aren't you craving it?"

Ah? It's actually personally brewed by my mother?

Another youth walked over—it was the second son of Princess Longji.

Hehe, Lady Longji personally brewed it, and it's quite pricey; you guys usually spend lavishly, but only I've saved up a lot, so this time I'll treat—what do you say?

Nezha tempted.

Alright, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion!

The youths and maidens, unable to resist the temptation of the immortal brew, were finally persuaded by Nezha.

After all, Nezha usually has no expenses and often goes out with his father, each time gaining quite a harvest; he can truly be called a wealthy young master.

Oh, right, your losses—go claim reimbursement from my Lady Qingjun!

At this moment, Nezha suddenly thought of something and said to the crowd behind him.

Thank you, Third Young Master!

The crowd instantly felt grateful and devoted.

There's no way; over the years, Nezha and a group of brothers and sisters have been responsible for eliminating the rioting yokai.

Because of Nezha, houses often get damaged.

However, although these people's houses are gone, they can claim reimbursement from Lord Shang Qingjun and quickly rebuild their homes.

Not only that; besides house-damage reimbursement, they can also receive a certain level of compensation from Lord Shang Qingjun; calculated this way, they not only suffer no loss but actually gain a profit.

Also because of this, regarding Nezha, the Third Young Master, the citizens of Chentang Pass not only do not dislike him, but sometimes even hope their houses get damaged by him.

After all, such an opportunity for extra income is not common.

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Daddy! You came to see me and Mommy again!

Under Peach Mountain, the graceful Yang Chan, looking delighted at the sudden appearance of Ao Yifan, couldn't help but exclaim happily.

Beside her, Cloud Ribbon Fairy looked at Yang Chan with a complex expression.

Since this child began to understand things, Ao Yifan has often come to see them mother and daughter.

Therefore, Yang Chan initially mistook Ao Yifan for her father.

As for that, neither Ao Yifan nor Cloud Ribbon Fairy gave her an explanation, after all, they really couldn't bear to extinguish the only hope of a little girl.

Chan'er, look what good thing I've brought you!

Ao Yifan said, and only saw him take out a very pretty little dress.

Wow, so pretty!

Looking at the little dress in Ao Yifan's hand, Yang Chan instantly liked it.

After all, she's always been a beauty-loving little girl since childhood.

With a wave of his hand, the little dress instantly appeared on Yang Chan.

After spinning in place, Yang Chan laughed and looked at Ao Yifan, saying: "Daddy, look, am I pretty, Chan'er?"

Pretty, Chan'er is the prettiest in this world!

Ao Yifan said with a smile.

Daddy's lying!

However, facing Ao Yifan's praise, Yang Chan pouted and said: "Daddy, every time you come, you steal Mommy's time, longer than the time you spend looking at Chan'er."

Chan'er, don't talk nonsense!

Cloud Ribbon Fairy's face turned red; although she had also noticed, but this matter cannot be brought up, otherwise it would be awkward.

Cough cough.

After a light cough, Ao Yifan again took out a pretty dress, saying: "Cloud Ribbon, I also brought you a set; try it on."

Looking at the dress in Ao Yifan's hand, Cloud Ribbon Fairy, although shy, did not refuse.

After all, Yang Chan's love for pretty clothes is all inherited from this person.

Still a bit tight!

After putting on the dress, Cloud Ribbon Fairy looked somewhat resentfully at Ao Yifan.

He often brings pretty clothes for her and Yang Chan, but it's unclear whether Ao Yifan does it intentionally; these clothes, while perfect elsewhere, are just a bit tight.

Indeed, clothes identical to Yunhua's, when worn on Cloud Ribbon, are just different!

Ao Yifan couldn't help but think.

Upon sensing Ao Yifan's gaze, Cloud Ribbon Fairy immediately understood, he was doing it on purpose.

Daddy, I want to hear you tell a story!

Yang Chan pulled Ao Yifan's arm and sat beside her mother.

His body tensed slightly; although it had happened many times before, every time Ao Yifan approached, Yunying Fairy still couldn't help but feel shy.

After all, Yang Chan, this child, whenever Ao Yifan comes over, she likes to sleep leaning against her parents.

Ao Yifan's heart is open and upright, his conscience clear, so there's naturally nothing to worry about.

But Yunying Fairy, who stays by Ao Yifan's side, becomes unbearably shy each time.

"Today, I will tell Chan'er the story of Chenxiang splitting the mountain to save his mother..."

Ao Yifan held Yang Chan and began to tell the story.

And beside her, Yunying Fairy was also listening attentively to the story, after all, this story somewhat resembles her own situation.

However, the mortal scholar who falls in love with the fairy in the story makes Yunying Fairy utterly disdainful.

"After all, the fairy in the story defies heavenly decrees for him, bearing children, yet many of his actions are utterly irresponsible?"

"Especially since, although the heavenly realm had already notified them they could be together, that mortal scholar fears hardship and refuses to cultivate immortality; instead he demands the fairy scrape away her immortal bone to become mortal, which makes Yunying Fairy extremely angry."

"After all, she became an immortal through her own efforts and the large quantity of immortal pills and cultivation techniques left by her cousin Haotian Shangdi."

Thus, Yunying Fairy understands all too well how difficult the path to immortality is for mortals.

Thus, Yunying Fairy also knows how cruel it is to remove an immortal's immortal bone.

"If Yang Lang were still here, facing the situation in the story, what choice would he make?"

Having been suppressed under Peach Mountain for many years, even if Yunying Fairy's will is steadfast, she still occasionally finds herself lost in random thoughts.

Now, having heard this story that is quite similar to her own, Yunying Fairy inevitably falls into self-blame and self-pity.

Suddenly, Yunying Fairy's body tensed slightly; she felt a large hand...

"Is it him? How could he...?"

She turned her head to look at Ao Yifan, and a flash of shame and anger crossed Yunying Fairy's eyes.

But Yang Chan was clinging to Ao Yifan to listen to the story, so Yunying Fairy couldn't lash out and could only endure it silently.

"Hmph, Father, that Liu-surnamed scholar is truly worthless; if it were Chan'er, she would certainly not like such a weak person, but would marry a great hero like Father!"

Having heard Ao Yifan's story, Yang Chan scrunched her little nose and said.

After all, Ao Yifan repeatedly emphasized in the story that the fairy's miserable life was entirely due to marrying a mortal.

"Is he hinting at me?"

The blushing Yunying Fairy furtively glanced at Ao Yifan; there was no helping it—Yang Chan's words had touched the spot she most wished to avoid.