Chapter 1808

"Your face is still quite useful." Chen Jie said, somewhat surprised.

Xiao Feng shook his head, helplessly saying: "I didn't expect to run into something like this… I hope I didn't ruin your mood."

"Yes." Chen Jie replied.

"Um, what should we do…" Xiao Feng worried she wouldn't be happy.

But she just gave a light smile and replied: "I originally wanted to experience what it feels like to be protected, but I didn't expect them to be so useless. Forget it, I don't need your protection either—keep drinking."

Xiao Feng laughed and cried at once.

I never thought the esteemed Dao Ancestor would have such an interest.

"Or I could call some actors over to redo it?" he laughed.

"If I do that, I'll get angry, and when I'm angry, people die." Chen Jie also said, laughing.

But those words didn't sound like a joke.

The boss lady served up grilled skewers, plus a dozen or so grilled oysters and a few strings of grilled leeks, which those few hooligans had ordered but fled before eating.

Seeing these "freebies," Xiao Feng also happily accepted them, perfect for drinking with.

The two of them drank and ate skewers at the simple stall while chatting idly.

Soon, dozens of glass bottles littered the ground; their drinking speed surpassed ordinary people drinking water.

I don't know if Chen Jie deliberately suppressed her power, but after drinking too much she seemed truly drunk—her gaze wandered, her face flushed, and her speech became a bit slurred.

"Xiao Feng…"

She called out, saying: "Help me with something…"

"Huh? What can I help you with?" Xiao Feng asked, puzzled.

Chen Jie, half-drunk, said: "Help me… beat Chen Li up."

"Chen… uh, you mean the Creator God?" Xiao Feng's expression was odd.

Only she could make such a request.

She replied: "Yeah, he's too strong—I can't beat him, but I really want to kill him… You have potential; if you can break through, beat him for me."

Xiao Feng laughed and cried at once.

"I can't just agree to that, after all, the cultivation technique I practice was passed down to me by your father."

"The Book of Origins" is a cultivation technique created by the Primordial True King; it was passed to Chen Li, who then merged with the universe and became its master.

Now he is a third-generation cultivator; logically he should call Chen Jie's father "master," but since the latter never appeared, he feels embarrassed to forcefully acknowledge him as such.

Beating Chen Li up…

Whether it's doable or not aside, even if he truly had the chance, he shouldn't do that.

"Coward."

Chen Jie gave a light snort, somewhat dissatisfied.

She then fell silent, burying herself in drinking beer.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles…

Her speed was fast; before they knew it, over a hundred bottles lay on the ground.

"You don't even go to the bathroom…"

Xiao Feng complained.

"Huh, what?" Chen Jie frowned, indicating she didn't understand.

Xiao Feng secretly laughed; even if she acted the part, she couldn't truly be an ordinary person—she was just indulging a psychological urge to drink.

"I mean, after drinking this much, you should be passed out by rights," he corrected.

"Oh…"

Chen Jie acknowledged.

She then flopped onto the table with a thud, nearly overturning it.

Xiao Feng nearly laughed out loud.

But to save face for Dao Ancestor Sister and let her finish this urge, he held it in.

"Boss, check please."

Beer bottles littered the ground; the boss and his wife were both happy and afraid.

Making lots of money is great, but they also feared someone might drink themselves to death.

"That's 835 total; let's round it to 800. Young man… is your girlfriend still okay?" the kind boss lady asked quietly.

Xiao Feng smiled: "She's fine, doing great."

After scanning and paying, he lifted Chen Jie and walked back the way they came.

Now he had a rough idea of Chen Jie's personality.

She isn't actually that scary; she just sometimes acts willfully and thinks from a different angle than others.

Moreover, she isn't truly cold—she's outwardly cold but inwardly warm, caring deeply about people and things, yet never says so, leading others to think she doesn't care about anyone.

Back on the pedestrian bridge crossing the bay, Xiao Feng held the pretending-to-be-drunk, millions-of-years-old beautiful maiden, listening to the waves, his mind at peace.

He hadn't yet asked Chen Jie about the War Ancient State; no rush, he could ask after she wakes.

Now she wants to experience ordinary life; we must attend to her well to keep her satisfied. Otherwise, if we just wake her to ask questions, we might get beaten black and blue, left unrecognizable.

The sea breeze was a bit cool; Chen Jie seemed to have actually passed out drunk, showing no movement.

By starlight, one could see her eyes closed in sleep, looking less harsh than usual, appearing tranquil and obedient.

This Dao Ancestor Sister's features are beautiful, like a finely carved artwork with no flaw; she usually pays no attention to her appearance, dressing like a plain man, and her overwhelming strength makes people overlook her looks.

Actually, if she dressed a bit better, she'd be no less stunning than Xun Shuang Xianzi—equally perfect.

Walking along, Xiao Feng couldn't help recalling what happened the last time he went to Yunchu Shan.

That matter was entirely caused by this feigning-drunk Dao Ancestor.

Xiao Feng sighed, "You know? I'm about to become a father."

The person in his arms remained still, pretending thoroughly.

Perhaps it's not entirely pretense; her heart has been weary for a long time, and she took this chance to relax and sleep like an ordinary person.

"Ah, I don't know when the child will be born, nor how the child's mother is doing now; I really want to find her and bring her back..."

"Speaking of which, you could be considered the child's half-mother."

Xiao Feng walked, sighing as he went.

Chen Jie never responded.

After crossing the long bridge and returning to the opposite bank, he walked along the highway for a distance, then returned to the residential community.

He sent Chen Jie back to the mansion next door.

The house was cold and deserted, with only her living there, like a hotel, devoid of any signs of life.

Going up to the second-floor bedroom, Xiao Feng laid her on the bed, pulled over the sheet, and covered her with it.

Chen Jie still hadn't woken; Xiao Feng wanted to ask her about the matter, but it wasn't convenient to do so.

At this moment, gazing at the sleeping Dao Ancestor Sister, ripples stirred in his heart.

Such a deep sleep is actually a kind of hint, isn't it?

The previous incident not only had a huge impact on Xiao Feng and Xun Shuang, but also brought about an irreversible change in her own state of mind.

However…

Xiao Feng lacked that courage.

Last time, he too started out passive; it was purely Chen Jie causing trouble, messing things up so they couldn't be resolved nicely.

Now both of them are present in their true forms, with the Dao Ancestor's body right before him, yet he dares not act rashly.

On one hand, he fears he is not worthy enough and would desecrate Chen Jie, one of the strongest of humanity.

On the other hand, he also realizes that this Dao Ancestor has a mental obstruction, and obtaining her now would be taking advantage of her vulnerability.

"I'll play a game for a while; wake me when I'm done."

He said that to the sleeping Chen Jie, then immediately went downstairs, sat in the lobby below, and entered the myriad heavens world.