Please—they arrived at the High Tower of Gen no Fu.
Ao Tian crouched in the chicken nest, his butt itching for some reason, a bad premonition rising.
“Now it’s your turn to perform.”
Yun Liu flicked his yellow hair, revealing a bright and confident (smile), convinced he had that old pervert completely figured out.
“Within three days, I’ll definitely be living in the Hazy Sakura Shrine, and I can even openly sleep with Ah Lian. Believe me or not?”
“Not.”
Anyone could brag—I’d say within three years your rebellious daughter will crush you.
Little Yellow Chicken snickered coldly.
Outside the pavilion, a curtain blocked the view; divine sense couldn’t penetrate, making it impossible to see inside.
But the people inside the curtain saw the strikingly handsome young man with yellow hair perfectly clear, their expressions growing even more colorful. Yaoguang Star even covered her mouth, unable to speak.
Shiyu-sama?
Hadn’t she run away from home?
No, no—this is a man!
Yun Liu looked at the curtain, assuming Old Rat Longyi was alone inside, and greeted him politely.
Yushen Longyi took in the unusual scene among the seats, also noticed the two conspicuous yellow-haired figures, and was full of questions. He tested the waters without changing his expression:
“Master, you are truly talented. I never expected the Root Country to still harbor a Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master. Please forgive the Yushen Clan for lacking proper etiquette. How should we address you?”
The Seven Stars of the High Heavens were also curious about this unknown Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master. Though displeased that the old bastard Longyi had changed the subject, they didn’t interrupt.
“Oh?”
“I dare not claim to be a Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master. This junior is Ji Shiyu, from Star Isle. I have only just glimpsed the threshold of the Heavenly Dao.”
Yushen Longyi’s eyes gleamed.
Yaoguang Star gasped again, her head already spinning.
A woman disguised as a man?
No, no—Shiyu never had this ability. This was a Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master who could refine fourth-grade spiritual medicine with Golden Core cultivation!
Only Ji Xingshu had eyes for no one else; her Starmoon Eyes sparkled, her pretty face glowing.
Did Master come specifically to see me?
She slowly set down her chopsticks, the exquisite dishes losing all appeal. She rubbed her hands together excitedly, then adjusted her appearance to ensure perfection.
Compared to this person’s background, Yushen Longyi was more interested in the boy’s masterpiece and couldn’t help asking about the anomaly.
He had expected an Nascent Soul Alchemy Master—a promising talent—but never imagined someone so young, already at Golden Core and capable of cross-realm refining of fourth-grade spiritual medicine.
A great talent, a once-in-a-lifetime alchemy cauldron genius!
Yun Liu was prepared. He cupped his hands humbly and said:
“I was traveling the Boundless Sea when I heard the Yushen Clan was recruiting alchemy masters. I’ve also long admired the legendary Divine Tree Blessed Land, so I came to visit. Recently, while in seclusion, I suddenly had an epiphany and, by chance, glimpsed the Heavenly Dao. I must thank the Yinglong’s blessing and Lord Longyi for granting me the Divine Path Water!”
Little Yellow Hair showed gratitude, setting his trap step by step, making Yushen Longyi smile broadly, thoroughly pleased by the flattery.
So it was because he drank Ying Lian’s foot-washing water—no, Divine Path Water—that inspiration gushed forth.
Such wonders from the Divine Tree’s fortune?
“Fate—marvelously ineffable.”
“Then Master shares a bond of incense with the shrine. Excellent.”
“The Yushen Clan’s great kindness I will never forget. However, if I could obtain more Divine Path Water, Shiyu would be willing to offer a fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Mud Flow Pill. If there’s anything I can help with, I will spare no effort.”
Yun Liu’s eyes burned with intense desire for Divine Path Water, falling right into the other’s trap.
Yamamoto Shinshi exclaimed:
“A Heavenly Dao Mud Flow Pill! You truly are my benefactor, Young Master Ji!”
Yushen Longyi nodded slightly.
This kid was clearly completely enamored with the Divine Tree’s fortune. Excellent, excellent. He began to have wicked ideas.
A little Divine Path Water—as much as he wanted.
But foot-washing water was too degrading. He should drink something else— something with body temperature, richer in fresh fortune.
If it could secure a potential fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master’s service, until Ying Lian married, what did it matter if she served him day and night, personally feeding him original Divine Path Water?
After all, Lord Divine Dragon also gulped it down, as long as the fruit was plump and the Divine Tree’s essence abundant.
Not just Ying Lian—generations of shrine maidens could provide this child with endless inspiration, unlimited life. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
Thinking this, Yushen Longyi grew eager.
Sacrificing for the clan’s great cause was their glory. Shrine maidens were born for this…
“Help!”
“Master, you flatter me. But there is indeed a matter requiring your skill.”
“Please, speak.”
Yushen Longyi was pondering how to win over Ji Shiyu when the straightforward Kaiyang Star Lord stepped forward.
To the Seven Stars of the High Heavens, something even more explosive than a fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master was at hand——
Ji Xingshu’s illegitimate son!
Riiip!
The wild man waved his right hand, and the curtain was torn to shreds like a rag by fierce spiritual energy, revealing the scene inside.
Yun Liu froze, instinctively reaching for his head and pressing down on that silly bird. He wondered if he had revealed something and prepared to flee at any moment.
Huh? So many people? Were they having a meeting?
“Uh… Am I interrupting?”
“Wait, wait, wait, kid. Did you just say your name is Ji Shiyu?”
Kaiyang Star Lord walked straight up to Yun Liu, then turned to look at the well-preserved single mother, then back at the young, tender yellow hair.
No doubt!
How could they not look like they came from the same mold? Biological!
“Yes, senior. What can I do for you?”
This person seemed familiar, but Yun Liu couldn’t remember which cannon fodder he was.
As he spoke, he glimpsed a golden figure waving at him from the side, smiling sweetly, making Yaoguang Star’s heart go numb.
“Uh?”
Starry eyes, big yellow hair, ridiculously beautiful, perfect proportions.
Shiyu’s mother—too high recognition to possibly mistake.
No… right?
How could Madam…
Yun Liu’s mind went blank. All the lines he had prepared to counter the old rat’s various tests were useless. Shocked his mother for an entire year!
“Holy crap, I knew something was off. Not just that old ghost Tianquan, but Little Ji too. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—all here.”
Ao Tian also buried his bird head in his wings, unable to watch. He was blushing for Oily Boy!
What was the point of this? The Seven Stars of the High Heavens gathered here—what did that mean? Even if you tricked the Sword Sect Master into coming too, it wouldn’t help.
The worst was the public execution.
Committing a crime in front of your mother—acting as father and then pretending to be a son, not even ashamed, and caught red-handed by the party involved.
Yun Liu wanted to dig a hole and crawl in right then and there.
Madam’s eyes were sly, her pretty face flushed—clearly she had seen through everything.
Not to mention anything else, just Ao Tian, that asshole, had given it away.
Kaiyang Star’s rough man pointed at Yun Liu and asked Ji Xingshu:
“Sister Ji, he… who is he?”
Tianshu Star’s old man let out a harsh laugh, mocking:
“Isn’t it obvious? This kid is about the same age as Ji Shiyu, and the names are similar. So not only does she have a lowly illegitimate daughter, but she also has a hidden twin brother. Both a son and a daughter—Celestial Pivot Palace Master, what good fortune.”