Chapter 173: Young Lady Yang Chan

This, what just happened to me?

After returning to human form, Ao Yun glanced at the side, seeing Ao Yifan with a face of utter hopelessness, and couldn't help but ask.

Humiliating, it's too humiliating!

Ao Yifan felt tears welling up inside, while the one above watched on the side, amused—what had he done wrong?

Yes, he deliberately moved the big stone to the Dragon Palace, scheming against the other party.

But after all, that was also the other party's child; she rescued them—shouldn't that be the right thing to do?

Why bother nitpicking, and still humiliate oneself in this way?

I say, how did you get me pregnant again?

At this moment, Ao Yun resentfully punched Ao Yifan's shoulder.

Didn't I say my realm isn't stable yet? During this time, I—huh—when did my realm become solid?

Ao Yun was stunned; she hadn't expected that after the one above slept, not only did she conceive the dragon baby again, but also her unstable realm from breaking through too fast became solid.

Isn't this good?

Ao Yifan composed himself and said: "This time, thanks to that stone I moved into the Dragon Palace, please take good care of it; by the way, given these troubled times, I have a piece of Purple Gold Ruyi Armor here, perfect for your self-defense."

Huh? Where did you get this magic treasure? What a powerful artifact!

Just a glance, and Ao Yun could see the extraordinary nature of the Purple Gold Ruyi Armor in Ao Yifan's hand.

Moreover, what made her even happier was that this was the first gift Ao Yifan had ever given her.

Indeed, it was the first gift—at least, upon waking and finding a dragon baby in her belly, that couldn't be considered a proper gift.

At least you still have a conscience!

She casually took the Purple Gold Ruyi Armor from Ao Yifan's hand, and with a wave of her hand transformed it into a beautiful close-fitting battle armor.

She didn't realize that this treasure was exactly what had just fallen from her own body, an advanced version of the Golden Chainmail.

After also briefing Ao Yun on how to deal with the Chan Sect next, Ao Yifan bade her farewell.

My heart has been wounded; I need to properly heal it!

Thinking this, Ao Yifan did not return directly to the North Sea, but changed course, flying deep into the East Sea, where he still had his 'golden house hiding beauty' place.

……

Mom, when will Uncle Ao come to see us?

On a beautiful fairy island, the girl crouched there watching two ants fight suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, the pregnant woman watering flowers paused her hand slightly, then laughed and said: "How come, you already miss Uncle Ao so quickly? Uncle Ao wasn't just here three days ago to see us?"

Three days ago?

Yang Chan blinked slightly, then frowned and said: "Mom, I clearly remember that Uncle Ao's last visit was seven days ago; did he come three days ago?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunying's expression stiffened slightly, then she realized: three days ago, Ao Yifan had come in a hurry, without disturbing Yang Chan, who had already begun her cultivation.

The two enjoyed a wonderful time together, but Fairy Yunying forgot that Yang Chan had never actually seen Ao Yifan.

This, isn't that a slip of the tongue?

This, perhaps I, as mother, misremembered.

Fairy Yunying's cheeks flushed slightly, then she changed the subject: "Chan'er, I remember you used to insist on calling Uncle Ao your father when you were little; how come you now obediently call him Uncle Ao?"

Upon hearing Fairy Yunying's words, Yang Chan involuntarily pictured Ao Yifan's tall, handsome figure; more importantly, his meticulous care for her.

That was a bright lamp in Yang Chan's dark childhood days; back then, Yang Chan counted the days each day, wondering when Ao Yifan would come to see her and her mother.

Later, Ao Yifan even arranged for people to rescue her and her mother.

That day, lying in Uncle Ao's embrace, Yang Chan for the first time saw the beauty of the sky, the gentleness of the sea breeze, and the vividness of the flowers.

From then on, Ao Yifan left an indelible mark in Yang Chan's heart.

As Yang Chan grew up, she became quite clear-headed; deep inside, she no longer wanted him to be her father, but rather……

But how could she possibly tell her mother the true thoughts in her heart?

Mom, Chan'er has grown up; she's no longer a clueless child, and knows that Uncle Ao is not her father!

Yang Chan's gaze darted away as she spoke.

Chan'er, my poor child!

Hearing Yang Chan's words, Fairy Yunying couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow, and pulled her into an embrace.

She knew that her Chan'er had lost her father since childhood, and only with more love could she make up for the lack in her childhood.

However, if Fairy Yunying knew Yang Chan's true inner thoughts, she wouldn't know whether she would feel pity for this little girl.

After all, this girl wants to compete with her—cough, cough!

What's wrong? Who made our precious Chan'er sad?

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Chan'er's ears.

Uncle Ao!

Her heart leapt with joy; Yang Chan turned her head toward the sound and saw, to her astonishment, the figure she had longed for day and night.

A surge of excitement stirred her heart, and Yang Chan wanted to rush into Ao Yifan's arms.

But before Yang Chan could act, someone beat her to it, throwing themselves into Ao Yifan's embrace—none other than Fairy Yunying, who had just been holding her.

You've come!

Perhaps because of the child in her belly, Fairy Yunying grew ever more attached to Ao Yifan, her gaze toward him full of tenderness.

Yeah, I've missed you!

Ao Yifan laughed as he embraced Fairy Yunying; among his women, she was the gentlest, one could say she was his soul's healer.

Ao Yifan considered himself a just person, but in this world of deceit and scheming, he felt compelled to abandon his own justice and resort to calculating others.

Doing this, although it was to protect himself and his family, Ao Yifan felt his conscience would be condemned.

So, he greatly needs Fairy Yunying, this spiritual healer, to soothe his heart condemned by conscience.

After all, Fairy Yunying will satisfy every request of Ao Yifan.

It seems she felt something, and Fairy Yunying's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Uncle Ao!"

Just as Ao Yifan was about to hold Fairy Yunying and pour out his heart, he felt his sleeve being tugged.

He lowered his gaze and saw Yang Chan staring at him with big, watery eyes.

He laughed embarrassedly, and Ao Yifan also knew he had somewhat neglected this little girl's feelings lately.

He scooped Yang Chan up, seated her on his arm, and Ao Yifan said with a smile, "Little Chan, do you miss Uncle Ao?"

"Missed!"

Yang Chan nodded vigorously, then, as if thinking of something, she added, "Chan misses Uncle Ao even more than her mother does!"

"You little rascal!"

On the side, Fairy Yunying smiled, thinking only that Yang Chan was throwing a little tantrum because of Ao Yifan's earlier neglect.

"Hehe, Uncle Ao also misses Chan; today, Uncle Ao will continue telling you the story of that little monkey!"