Chapter 512: Noble Fate

"The pale gray of the beast isn't very pleasing." He He Shizi stared at Rong Yang, also noting Rong Chi: "If the color were brighter, we could make small beast-fur clothes for Rong Yang and Rong Chi."

Rong He Shizi raised an eyebrow: "We could make small boots."

He He Shizi had high aesthetic standards: "Pale gray small boots aren't pleasing either."

"The beast his mother led the hunt for is already very rare." Rong He Shizi felt He Yan had been made foolish by Qin He, staring at the little milk bun: "Even ugly small boots couldn't be worn in previous years."

Qin Bi's heart and spirit were unsettled due to the matter of taking a secondary wife, damaging his lifespan. Rong He Shizi had exhausted the entire Rong Wang Fu's resources to restore Qin Bi's lifespan. Even though Rong He Shizi loved his two children dearly, he had not asked Qin Bi to prepare anything for them.

Only when the children were born did Rong He Shizi summon auspicious clouds and discuss with Qin Bi making a small garment for the child.

For no other reason than fearing the child might not survive.

Now that Qin Bi led the team to prepare items for the children's first Red Flame Festival, Rong He Shizi was satisfied even if they killed just one pale gray flame beast. Let alone more than one flame beast.

As long as Qin Bi made small boots for the children, what did it matter if they were ugly or not? If they weren't pretty, one could just inlay them with colorful small beads and embroider a few brightly colored small spirit beasts on them.

He He Shizi: "..."

Qin Bi's heart and spirit were unsettled because of him.

As a powerful minister, He He Shizi showed nothing on his face and no longer discussed with Rong He Shizi how the flame beast fur wasn't pleasing. What was there to discuss? Because of him, Rong Yang and Rong Chi had been neglected.

If Qin Bi's lifespan hadn't been damaged, everything the children should have had would have been prepared.

The little milk bun made an "aaah" sound and pinned down a flame beast.

Rong He Shizi was startled and flashed over; this little fellow was too wild. The little milk bun's chubby little fist punched and exploded the flame beast. Everyone was stunned; such a tiny child had such great strength.

The young prince exclaimed: "Rong Chi, your strength is so great. Rong Yang's strength is great too."

The little milk bun: "Impressive."

Rong He Shizi's face darkened. Impressive? He picked the child up and moved him aside.

"Father," the little milk bun looked up, voice milky: "I am impressive."

Rong He Shizi had no temper left. The little milk bun wobbled over to kill another flame beast.

Not all the children of the Rong clan and the He clan had come, but the cultivation families were powerful, and their children cultivated from a young age. Thus, they quickly killed all the flame beasts.

Rong Yang dug out flame scales and invited the young prince and others to explode them for fun; no child disliked such brilliant scales.

Besides, these were the flame beasts Qin Bi hunted for Rong Yang and Rong Chi.

The children laughed raucously. He He Shizi lowered his eyes. Rong He Shizi was too lazy to manage his younger son; he couldn't control him. If the little fellow saw something fun, he would dig out a small scale and explode one himself.

"Crackle and pop!"

The little milk bun bounced with joy, lost his balance, and sat on the ground.

The children of the He clan nearby picked Rong Chi up.

Rong Chi was not stingy; he gave his older brother a small scale. Everyone exploded them for fun. The Red Flame Festival hadn't even begun, yet the Rong Wang Fu was already exploding brilliant scales, making the entire sky colorful and brilliant.

Rong Wang and Yan Guogong were drinking tea when they heard the commotion and came out of the living room.

"It seems the Rong Shizifei has found something fun for the children," Rong Wang said.

Yan Guogong was surprised: "To find so many flame beasts at once is good luck."

Rong Wang did not discuss the Rong Shizifei's luck with Yan Guogong. Qin Bi was naturally lucky with a noble fate. Unlike that Qin He, who had coveted the position of Yan Guogong Fu He Shizi's wife for so long, yet couldn't even get through the door.

She vomited blood twice and couldn't even get engaged.

What if Qin Bi left Jingcheng? Sooner or later, the position of He Shizi's wife would be reserved for her.

Even if Qin Bi didn't become the He Shizi's wife, she was the Rong Wang Fu Rong Shizifei. With such a noble fate, Qin He's schemes were in vain. Rong Wang hadn't seen this fate clearly before, but now he saw it: Qin He was just working for nothing.

She never had this fate to begin with; she was forced by that boy He Yan onto a path of fortune.

Rong Wang glanced at Yan Guogong. It served him right; Rong Yang didn't even want to go to Yan Guogong Fu.

However, what was going on with their Rong Chi? He always wanted to run to Yan Guogong Fu.

Rong Wang nodded: "Rong Yang and Rong Chi have good fortune."

Yan Guogong called Rong Wang to watch the children play. Rong Juan and He Yan's fates were to harm their wives and have no children. Having children was hard-won; both grandfathers doted on them, even wanting to resign from office to stay home and raise the children.

That day, Qin Tan's team was busy finding flame beasts, in groups. There couldn't be fewer than ten. Once found, Qin Bi used a summoning artifact to suppress the flame beasts' lightning spiritual power.

One batch was transmitted to Qin Yan Hou Fu, and another batch to Rong Wang Fu.

By afternoon, Qin Bi asked Rong Yan: "Does your manor want flame beasts?"

Rong Yan's eyes immediately widened: "Yes, we do."

His father, Rong Cui, had been chronically ill and, worried Rong Yan was too frail, had taken several concubines. The several sons born of concubines were all younger than Rong Yan and posed no threat to him. Besides, Rong Cui did not allow any threat to the legitimate son.

Rong Yan had good relations with the sons of concubines; they all listened to him. Rong Yan hoped they would all grow up.

Qin Bi discussed with Qin Tan and Qin Di: "How about we transmit a batch of flame beasts to Rong Yan's family?"

Qin Tan asked Rong Yan: "Is your manor prepared?"

"It doesn't matter if we aren't prepared," Rong Yan knew this opportunity was rare and hurriedly said: "Usually, my younger half-brothers often practice sword cultivation. Killing beasts without lightning spiritual power should be no problem."

Later, Rong Yan added: "Even if they get a little injured, it doesn't matter. It's better than having no one lead them into the small beast world space. In the small beast world space, ordinary people and those with low cultivation die if they aren't careful."

Qin Tan looked at Qin Di, and Qin Di nodded.

So, everyone gathered to discuss. The transmission would definitely use a small transmission array. The area was small, and driving the flame beasts was difficult. In such a small space, as soon as one was driven over, another would run away.

"Whoever is in the transmission array will return with it," Lin Yao arranged.

In theory, it would be best for Rong Yan to return. However, opening the transmission array required precise timing; one had to wait until many flame beasts ran into the array, then open it immediately. Therefore, whoever was closest would enter the array and return.

Otherwise, by the time Rong Yan was free, the flame beasts driven into the transmission array would have all run away.

Everyone nodded; Rong Yan was very excited.

"Whoever returns via the transmission array, tell my half-brothers," Rong Yan said. "Seize the opportunity for training."

Qin Tang, Qin Xun, Qin Lang, and Jiang Xu all agreed. The others would not leave with the transmission array; only they could. The three young sons of the third branch were visiting the small beast world space for the first time and could not leave the team.

Lin Yao had to protect Qin Bi, while Qin Tan and Qin Di still had to lead the team.

Finding a group of pale gray flame beasts, Qin Bi suppressed their lightning spiritual power while others surrounded and intercepted them. Half an hour later, Qin Bi finally seized the right moment to open the transmission array.