Chapter 240 - 202 Drifting

Tall and slender, with bright eyes and white teeth, there was an air of brashness between her brows, adding a touch of charisma.

Seeing Lin Fang’s reaction, a smile actually appeared on the woman’s frost-like face, "If I’m not Feng Jiu, then who could I be?"

But Lin Fang shook his head and said, "I don’t know, but you must have achieved your goal, right?"

Although he didn’t understand why this woman named Feng Jiu was following him, it was clear that the now-grown woman seemed no longer in need of his company.

"I have achieved part of it," the woman said softly, her voice carrying an indescribable authority.

"So, you are leaving now," Lin Fang probed cautiously.

He could feel that the seemingly alluring body in front of him contained terrifying power.

The woman turned to look at Lin Fang’s face and suddenly laughed, "Do you want me to leave?"

Lin Fang did not speak. The woman’s whims were unpredictable, and he didn’t dare to speak rashly for fear of accidentally offending her.

At the same time, he was extremely puzzled in his heart. Feng Jiu was so well-behaved as a child; how did she change into this person now?

"My goal has not been fully achieved, I need to follow you for a little longer," the woman decided not to tease him anymore and spoke slowly after seeing Lin Fang’s expression.

"Still need to follow," Lin Fang murmured to himself.

Honestly, he felt very pressured being with such a person. Since she had used such means to grow up by his side, it meant her adversaries were no lightweights. Connecting this to some past events, he had begun to guess at the woman’s identity.

"What? You’re not willing?" the woman suddenly said, her words laced with a hint of threat, her beautiful large eyes staring intently at Lin Fang.

A bitter smile crossed Lin Fang’s face as he thought to himself, "With a big shot like you, what could I do even if I said I wasn’t willing?"

He sighed and said, "Who would have thought that Her Majesty, the Demon Emperor who once oppressed the Three Realms, would be a woman."

No wonder the Demon Emperor always wore a mask and why her voice was always androgynous.

"There’s no helping it. This world has always been full of prejudices against women like us," Feng Jiu said, stretching languidly, her graceful curves revealed before Lin Fang’s eyes, especially the pale and luminous belly he glanced at, prompting him to quickly turn his head away.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu revealed a mischievous smile. She stretched her body in contentment and looked around.

The breeze rustled through the forest, stirring waves of motion, brushing past Feng Jiu’s hair tips. She watched the scene for a long moment before she softly said, "It has been so many years since I’ve seen such a view."

Then she turned her head and looked at Lin Fang with a smile, "I have just awakened. My strength is barely a tenth of what it was. Little girl’s safety now depends on you."

Lin Fang stared dumbfounded at the mischievously smiling Feng Jiu, finding it hard to associate her with the peerless powerhouse who once oppressed the Three Realms, established the Demon Court, and contended with the Jade Emperor.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiu quipped, "I’m hungry, prepare me something to eat."

Lin Fang was speechless. He didn’t dare to make a move and test her for fear of getting beaten half to death, so he could only catch a wild chicken, mix it with the spices he had saved, and wrap it in clay to make a dish called Beggar’s Chicken.

Meanwhile, Feng Jiu squatted next to him, watching Lin Fang’s method with great interest, the longing in her eyes revealing her inner desires.

It seemed that from childhood to maturity she always had an unusual attachment to food.

A few days later, on an unnamed river in Luzhou in the North, Lin Fang was vigorously poling with a bamboo pole, steering the raft downstream.

Feng Jiu, in a red garment, lay slanted on the raft, occasionally stretching out her fair and delicate hand to play with the clear river water.

Lin Fang glanced at this woman somewhat speechlessly, his heart filled with complaints.

During this period, Lin Fang lived through troubled waters, as Feng Jiu seemed very content, commanding Lin Fang to do this and that. If it weren’t for the fact that he could not beat her, Lin Fang would have already rebelled.

"Where are we planning to go?" Lin Fang asked, looking around.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu raised her head and revealed a bright smile, saying, "To meet an old friend."

"An old friend," Lin Fang murmured to himself, only then realizing that the smiling woman before him was truly an ancient relic. The "old friend" she spoke of was probably someone who had lived from ancient times till now.

"Yes, an old friend. It’s probably been almost ten thousand years since we last met," Feng Jiu continued.

Lin Fang suddenly felt amazed; ten thousand years seemed like an unreachable dream in the span of his own life, yet now it was casually mentioned by Feng Jiu. Indeed, the world of the mighty was beyond his understanding.

"Ten thousand years, one wonders whether your old acquaintance is still alive or has moved away," Lin Fang said, a bit perplexed.

After all, with so much time having passed, the Three Realms had undergone numerous changes, even a powerful Demon Emperor such as Feng Jiu had perished once.

"Haha, rest assured, if we talk about the ability to preserve one’s life, no one in the Three Realms can match my friend," Feng Jiu confidently asserted.

The bright sunlight shone on her charming face, casting a unique radiance, making her look exceptionally beautiful, and for a moment Lin Fang was somewhat transfixed.

However, he quickly shook his head, quickly banishing these bizarre emotions. Had he gone mad? This woman was merely pleasing to look at, but in reality, she was like a dormant Tyrannosaurus Rex—opening her eyes meant she was ready to devour.

Yet, Feng Jiu seemed to notice his previous sneak peeks and said softly with a laugh, "Silly boy."

Thus, the two of them chatted off and on as the raft smoothly floated downstream under Lin Fang’s control, with the scenery on both sides constantly changing.

Every now and then, the sound of monkeys’ cries reached their ears, and looking at the charming green mountains on both sides, Lin Fang couldn’t help but recall a poem from a previous life: "Endless calls of monkeys on both banks. The small boat has already passed thousands of mountains."

At that moment, Lin Fang keenly noticed a change in the surrounding energy. The raft was still adrift on the river, but the direction was no longer the one they’d been following before.

It was as if a tributary had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, guiding their small raft into it, and the scenery on both banks had changed as well.

The towering green mountains had disappeared, replaced by peach blossoms blooming on both banks.

The river had, conversely, gotten narrower; the thriving peach trees extended their branches to the point they almost reached over Lin Fang’s head.

The most astonishing thing was that although it was clearly the height of summer outside, the peach trees here were all covered in blossoms.

The pink peach blossoms were blooming splendidly, lavishly adorning the branches. Suddenly a breeze blew by, showering down countless petals into the water, immediately causing a frenzy among the fish competing to eat them.