Ghost Axe VS Ghost Axe, Ao Tian suddenly perked up.
“Parenting tips?” Why didn’t you say so earlier—so you’re a kindred spirit. How about you two exchange notes?
The Queen of the Sky chirped via Sound Transmission Device, wanting to laugh but unable to, feeling her brain overloaded. If she hadn’t memorized the script, even Yun Liu would’ve been stunned.
The Child of Destiny of the Boundless Sea failed before his journey even began, long ago taken over by the Tide-Calling Dragon King. One day, he’d tear your mouth apart.
Now he was reborn, possessing an even more perfect vessel. It might not even take a hundred years before he could transform into a True Dragon. Quite troublesome.
Jie Lin sneered coldly:
“This is the debt Yingluo owes me. When she formed a bond with me, she promised it with her own mouth, but in the end, she went back on her word. Today, I’ve merely come to collect what’s rightfully mine, plus a bit of interest on the side.”
Ao Tian rolled his eyes, too drained to even complain.
You’ve got some nerve saying that—when your husband suddenly swaps into a whole new skin, no one could accept that!
Yun Liu raised his wine cup, swirled it gently, and pretended not to hear.
“Why tell me all this? That’s your family business. What’s it got to do with me?”
And there it was—the Lying Flat Master’s classic line.
Jie Lin wasn’t angered either. He smiled:
“I almost forgot Mister is a businessman. Since it’s family business, outsiders shouldn’t interfere. So how about this—whatever price Yingluo promised you, I’ll pay double.”
Double?
Two Sea Tower Tokens still can’t stack into a free pass. Good heavens…
I can’t say what kind of fish Madam Yingluo really is, but if the Qiongxiao Palace falls into dragon hands, the Shanhai Pavilion won’t have a future.
Yun Liu shook his head, glancing at the dumbfounded Little Yellow Hair.
Let alone his own increasingly overflowing selfish desires.
“This isn’t a matter of price.”
Ji Shiyu desperately needed the Wuyin Qiyun to mend her Spiritual Wisdom Deficiency—maybe her condition could improve?
“Then there’s nothing to discuss, I suppose. I thought Mister was a kindred spirit. How disappointing.”
Jie Lin sighed, his smile fading bit by bit, his cold, dead gaze like he was looking at a corpse.
Kindred spirit?
A black line burst across Yun Liu’s forehead. Don’t lump me together with a beast like you!
“Past, present, or future, we’re never the same kind of people. And I’d never treat my own daughter the way you do. This has nothing to do with our two races’ stances. I just can’t stand your guts.”
With that, the Young Man flipped a middle finger and pulled Ji Shiyu away.
“Huh?”
That was probably the hardest-hitting sentence Ao Tian had ever heard from the Oily Boy.
“We’re just leaving like that? He offered double, Teacher?”
Ji Shiyu muttered quietly, even though she had no idea what price the big fish had offered.
“Little Money Grubber, where’s all this concern when you’re spending money? Don’t look back. We can’t lose momentum.”
“Okay!”
The dangerous aura in the shadows churned restlessly, as if it might lunge out at any moment to tear them apart.
But Yun Liu’s steps didn’t waver. He was certain the other side wouldn’t dare make a move, refusing to give Madam Yingluo any legitimate excuse to drive them out.
“Stand down.”
Jie Lin’s face darkened. He shook his head slightly, restraining the eager Old Turtle.
“Let them go.”
For a brief moment, he had felt Kill Intent.
“You’re asking for death!”
The Old Turtle sneered with extreme contempt, wondering what capital those two brats had to flip the table.
The Tide-Calling Dragon King closed his eyes. This was quite a headache. Given Yun Liu’s experiences, he should’ve been the one person who understood him best.
“Endure for a moment, and the wind calms. Small intolerance ruins big plans. I too nearly couldn’t hold back from keeping him here. It’s been a long time since I met such an interesting human. I can feel that he and I are the same kind. Oddly enough, this person’s Divine Soul is perfectly sealed, with no trace of ever changing hands. If anyone told me a mere youth could possess such formidable Divine Sense, I absolutely wouldn’t believe it. Strange. Very strange.”
“Perhaps your eye is mistaken, my Lord. Those two are just putting on a brave face. How does the Young Master plan to deal with them?”
Jie Lin pondered a moment. The only variable right now was the East Pole Pavilion Master. If the negotiation broke down, it meant an all-out falling out with Yingluo.
“A man like that, if he’s destined never to be a friend, must be erased before his wings fully grow. Tell Ling Banner Master that I accept her terms.”
“Your Old Servant understands.”
The Old Turtle accepted the order and left.
The only thing the old Dragon King couldn’t understand was the strange aura faintly emanating from those two, which made him restless and uneasy.
Mere mortals—how could they shake a Sea Demon Leader?
Five Hundred Years into Jiao, a Flood Dragon. Thousand Years into Dragon.
The Tide-Calling Dragon King was, at best, a Deep Sea Flood Dragon still scheming to Break Sea and Ascend. He wasn’t even in the same weight class as a True Dragon.
Leaving the Underwater Cave, Ji Shiyu gripped Yun Liu’s hand tightly, her heart pounding—but not from fear. She hadn’t even realized she’d just walked past the Ghost Gate.
The Most Feared Nemesis often appears in the most unexpected way.
“Leave that Old Turtle to me. If you and Shiyu team up, the Dragon King might not be able to hold his ground.”
Ao Tian hopped onto Yun Liu’s head, disappointed:
“Why didn’t we fight back then? Slip away, hide in the Shanhai Pavilion, and wait for the Kunpeng to sleep another hundred years?”
“And then what? How do you plan to escape the Great Whirlpool? Are we supposed to spend the rest of our lives…”
“Nirvana.”
Ao Tian smirked proudly. That was the Fourth Fortune—worth it.
That said, this old rooster was a single man. Worst case, he could just bring the Host “not too shabby” along.
But the Oily Boy was Carrying Family and Dependents. Yan Bingling was still badly wounded, and neither Qin Xiang nor Yu Shen Yinglian could run anywhere.
Emerging from the Anchao Liekou and returning to the Babao Qionglou, Yun Liu finally let out a breath. Who knows how close he’d come to death back there.
Thinking back to the clash in the Coral Palace, it might not have been a coincidence.
“Guess whether the big fish did it on purpose or by accident, inviting us over at just the right time to play bait and draw her deadbeat ex-husband.”
“Setting us up?”
Ao Tian was a bit annoyed too. But for the sake of Fortune, they had no choice but to take the bait and be the Head Bird.
“Regardless, Lady Mu is innocent. She shouldn’t become a sacrifice for those two.”
“That’s right, that’s right!”
Ao Tian rubbed his little hands. Always full of Bad Water, he quickly hatched a plan.
Since they were already exposed, why not just do it openly? There were other ways to seize Fortune—for instance, openly Courting the Dragon Girl?
Shiyu’s current identity was Perfect for the job. How Miao!
The bird and the man schemed for quite a while, Niu Li Niu Qi, then suddenly turned around to look at the Silly Smile on Little Yellow Hair.
“You haven’t figured out what’s going on yet? Want me to explain it again?”
“Old Deng Takes Over Rebirth. He came back to find his ex-wife, threatened us to drop out of the race, and wants to Monopolize the Pig.”
Putting aside the weird way she phrased it, her summary was Clear and her logic was sound.
Ao Tian froze. Was this still his silly big sister?
Yun Liu nodded with relief:
“You, not bad. Looks like Shiyu has Grown Up.”
“I was never that Small to begin with.”
Ji Shiyu looked down in annoyance. She couldn’t care less about the Silly Pig, and the so-called Child of Destiny didn’t interest her much either.
But she absolutely, absolutely didn’t want to be treated like a little kid anymore!
“So what do you think we should do?”
Yun Liu’s eyes encouraged her, but Ji Shiyu wiped her nose and drew an inference.
“Two-Sided Collection, of course! We pretend to agree to help the big fish on the surface, but behind her back, we team up with the Old Snake Skin to stir the pot. Then we Sit and Raise Price—whoever pays more gets the pig!”
Good daughter. You’ve swiped all your old man’s signature moves.
Ji Shiyu’s smile was Cunning, the spitting image of a Little Merchant. The Righteous Phoenix Aotian might never return.
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