Chapter 174: The Marmot's Sorrow

Is Chan'er asleep?

Seeing Ao Yifan sneak over, Fairy Yunying said eagerly.

"Mm, she finally fell asleep; this little girl, her energy has been getting better lately."

Ao Yifan laughed as he hugged Fairy Yunying.

"Maybe it's because she started cultivating; Chan'er's talent is not bad."

Fairy Yunying said.

"Like that!"

After a moment's thought, Ao Yifan said: "Alright, after a while I'll bring Chan'er some cultivation resources."

Hearing that, Fairy Yunying felt a surge of emotion; after all, Yang Chan is ultimately not Ao Yifan's child, but she could sense that Ao Yifan's care for Yang Chan is no less than her own as a mother.

"Thank you!"

Lying in Ao Yifan's arms, Fairy Yunying said gratefully.

"Verbal thanks aren't enough; you need to give oral thanks!"

Ao Yifan's words left Fairy Yunying a bit confused; verbal thanks and oral thanks seem to mean the same thing.

However, Fairy Yunying soon realized and gave Ao Yifan a white-eye look.

"Too brutal, big brother; we can't fight this battle!"

Seeing the sky‑covering flames, the Marmot Second Chief fled in panic.

Not only these marmots, other monster clans were also fleeing everywhere.

Because the two monster generals sent to spearhead the attack have already been turned into a skewer by that boy trampling on a pair of fire wheels!

"Too brutal! I just saw the Shrimp Clan brothers' shrimp threads pulled out and roasted red by that kid's fire!"

Beside him, the Marmot Chief also fled, clutching his head.

The Shrimp Clan brothers are the local monster tribe of the North Sea, the North Sea sweet shrimp.

After joining the North Sea Demon Court, the two brothers, relying on their powerful ice cultivation technique, also became two generals.

However, upon encountering that fire‑spitting boy from the opposing side, a mere glance was enough for him to skewer them with his spear.

That side is truly brutal!

"Haha, you gutless rat‑lings, go tell your boss to send something stronger next time, and not these stinking fish and rotten shrimp—are you trying to stuff this young master?"

Nezha laughed loudly: "Mm, this shrimp tastes great, even sweet—bring some back for Mom to try!"

During this period, the two sides have fought several battles, and each time it was Nezha who took action.

There's no other reason: when others act, they still observe the courtesy of exchanging names, but Nezha is different—he values being steady, accurate, and ruthless.

After several encounters, Nezha's haul has been plentiful; at least, his mother and the girls at home have gotten to eat plenty of rare seafood from the East Sea that they've never seen before.

"Trash, lost again, all trash!"

Hearing that his two subordinate generals had lost again, Feitan flew into a rage and smashed the wine cup in his hand.

The Marmot Chief hiding in the dark furtively picked up the wine cup at his feet, licked the remaining liquor, and instantly felt a surge of indignation.

"Following this boss really gets us nowhere—every day we can only nibble tree leaves while he gets to drink such delicious wine!"

The Marmot Chief secretly thought: "While fleeing, I seemed to smell that the Shrimp Clan brothers had been roasted; I don't know what that taste is like."

Thinking that, the Marmot Chief licked the wine cup again with vigor.

Lord Feitan, I've investigated the enemy's forces: they seem to be the Slaughter God General appointed by the Yin Shang Great King, Ao Nezha!

Yuan Futong said carefully.

"Mm? It's him!"

Hearing that name, Feitan's eyes widened.

Back then, he had just been resurrected and almost died at that kid's hands, so his impression of the boy is especially deep.

Afterward, he also had people look up Nezha's information; this grudge is remembered crystal‑clear.

"Are you sure it's only that kid alone?"

Feitan suddenly asked: "Does he have a blue‑haired kid beside him?"

"This..."

Yuan Futong didn't understand why Feitan would ask that, but recalling the information gathered these days, he still said firmly: "These days, every time only Nezha has fought alone; I'd think it's just him, and I haven't seen the blue‑haired kid you mentioned, sir."

"Like that!"

Stroking his chin, Feitan grinned and said: "Good, he's alone—makes things easy. Tomorrow, this grandpa will go meet that kid!"

Hearing that Feitan was preparing to act personally, the various lords exchanged glances, all seeing the delight in each other's eyes.

After all, this grandpa has a big appetite; to feed him alone, the lords' daily meals have started to shrink dramatically.

If this grandpa still doesn't pitch in, Yuan Futong is thinking of reporting to Lord Bai Ze to have him replaced.

Now that's settled—this grandpa taking action will surely secure an opening victory, giving a morale boost to the faltering allied lords.

"Mom, I'm not going tomorrow!"

After a burp, Nezha said to Lady Yin, who was telling a story to Ao Xianxian.

"How so, Nezha'er, you're tired?"

Lady Yin asked concernedly.

"No!"

Nezha waved his hand and said: "I just really can't eat anymore; let someone else take over tomorrow."

Sure!

Lady Yin nodded and said, "Listening to He Xiaoniang, your achievements over this period basically meet the assessment requirements, so you don't need to tire yourself out; let Zhan'er and the others go up tomorrow."

Yeah, I also want to see the strength of Sanyan Wa; I heard from my older brother and them that Sanyan Wa is called the top disciple of the third generation, but when I went to spar with him, he didn't even need to use his full strength—really a buzzkill.

Ne Zha pouted.

Just as the words were finished, Ne Zha's head was lightly tapped by Lady Yin.

"Ne Zha, Zhan'er is your brother; don't be rude all the time, calling Sanyan Wa repeatedly—watch out or I'll have the Dragon Auspicious Lady deal with you!"

Hearing that, Ne Zha shuddered all over.

Speaking of which, as a Double Flower Red Pole of Chentangguan, Ne Zha is just a rascal who fears neither heaven nor earth.

But he fears neither his father nor his mother; he only fears that Dragon Auspicious Young Lady.

There's no other reason; compared to his own mother, that Dragon Auspicious Young Lady strikes with no restraint.

He clearly remembers that once, after just giving birth to a younger brother for Ne Zha and them, the Dragon Auspicious Princess, who had been holding it in for a while, saw Ne Zha playing shuttlecock and eagerly wanted to join in.

That time, the young Ne Zha directly had three ribs broken by a kick!

There's no way; compared to his own mother, that Dragon Auspicious Young Lady's control of strength is utterly terrible.

Although that injury was nothing to the thick-skinned Ne Zha, it also left a significant psychological shadow on the young Ne Zha.

From then on, whenever he saw the Dragon Auspicious Young Lady playing shuttlecock, Ne Zha would subconsciously take a detour.

And so, as a Double Flower Red Pole of Chentangguan, Ne Zha ended up being completely subdued by the Dragon Auspicious Princess.