Chapter 917: Ancestor Fighting for Favor
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Little Rakshasa was an evil creature. Since he was born, he had been raised by the Blood Rakshasa with his own blood. He knew martial arts, but he only knew some lousy Blood Demon Techniques. Why did his body emit the aura of the Longevity Technique?
Ordinary people woulvity Technique, but
Yu Wan had interactedas pregnant with the
Saint King. Although she did not know herself, she still thought that she was a saintess who had suddenly developed intelligence. No matter what, she could feel more things that she could not sense in the past, such as the aura of the Blood Rakshasa and the Longevity Technique.
This was the first time Yu Wan suspected that her senses had gone wrong. However, Yan Jiuchao quickly proved that she was not wrong with his actions.
Yan Jiuchao’s fingertips moved again, and an internal energy that was even stronger than before attacked Little Rakshasa.
Little Rakshasa suddenly jumped out of the pit. The internal energy smashed into the shallow pit, and it instantly turned into a deep pit. He did not dare to imagine what would have happened if Little Rakshasa had been a step slower.
Even so, Yan Jiuchao’s attacks did not show any signs of weakening. The internal energy of the Longevity Technique landed on the little Rakshasa one after another. Little Rakshasa could not avoid it every time with his qinggong. If he really could not avoid it, he could only use his moves to block it.
He used the Blood Rakshasa’s power to block it once, but in the end, he was charred on the inside and tender on the outside. After being hit a few more times, he seemed to gradually understand that only that unfamiliar aura could save his life, but that unfamiliar aura did not listen to him every time.
The Longevity Technique sometimes worked and sometimes did not, causing Little Rakshasa to be in trouble. After another round of attacks, Little Rakshasa was so tired that he lay on the ground, unable to even move his fingers.
Yan Jiuchao retracted his hand indifferently and looked down at him. ‘We’ll continue tomorrow.”
Yu Wan :
Yu Wan looked at Little Rakshasa sympathetically and said, “You… you still want to continue?”
Yan Jiuchao nodded and did not explain much in front of Little Rakshasa. He left with a cold expression. Yu Wan picked up the exhausted Little Rakshasa. “By the way.” Yan Jiuchao, who had walked under the porch, thought of something and suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said to Yu Wan, “It’s best not to leave the Nether Mountain for the next few days.”
Yu Wan was about to speak when Little Rakshasa in her arms pulled her sleeve. Little Rakshasa had an aggrieved expression, as if he was saying—he’s bullying me, don’t talk to him! Yu Wan laughed at his actions. She tapped the tip of his nose and said, “He’s a good person. He won’t harm you.”
Little Rakshasa picked up Yu Wan’s hand and touched his little arm, as if he was complaining about Yan Jiuchao’s crime. Look, it was injured!
Has the little fellow learned to wheedle?
Yu Wan was caught between laughter and tears. Although she did not know why Yan Jiuchao suddenly made things difficult for Little Rakshasa, she believed that he must have his reasons for doing so. Yu Wan comforted the little fellow in her arms and smiled at Yan Jiuchao. ‘Go ahead. I understand. I won’t leave the Chaoyang Hall for the next few days.”
Only then did Yan Jiuchao go into seclusion in relief.
On the other side, the three little black eggs behind the flowers witnessed the scene of Little Rakshasa being “tortured” by their father and could not help but bow with tears of sympathy for Little Rakshasa.
“Daddy only beat Little Brother up after he finished eating all our food. He’s too ruthless!” Xiaobao hugged his little arm and said exaggeratedly and reluctantly.
Er’bao also hugged his little arm, as if the pain was on him. “Little Brother is so pitiful. Let’s not ignore him!”
Dabao nodded, indicating that since his brother had been beaten up so badly, it was fine to give him something to eat.
Hence, the few little fellows, who were flattering themselves, brought the osmanthus cake they had saved and looked for Little Rakshasa with pity.
As expected, Little Rakshasa, who had consumed a lot of energy, finished their osmanthus cake.
The boat of friendship was overturned again!
Er’bao pouted.
Xiaobao said, “It’s fine. Daddy will beat him up tomorrow!”
The next day, Yan Jiuchao really came to “beat up” Little Rakshasa again.
Little Rakshasa was simply afraid of Yan Jiuchao. He grabbed Yu Wan’s sleeve tightly, not letting her let go. Ever since Yu Wan became a mother, she did not have much resistance to such little things. She looked at Yan Jiuchao affectionately.
“It’s useless to plead for mercy.” Yan Jiuchao did not give Yu Wan a chance to emit her personal charm at all. He covered Yu Wan’s affectionate eyes with one hand and picked up Little Rakshasa in her arms with the other. Little Rakshasa howled and was thrown into the sky by Yan Jiuchao.
Today was another day of abuse!
However, Yu Wan was surprised to discover that the number of mistakes made by Little Rakshasa had decreased compared to yesterday. Yesterday, he had successfully used the Longevity Technique twice at the critical moment, but today, he had used it four times. His movement technique had also recovered to the same as before he was injured.
One had to know that the Rakshasa King, who had stronger recovery abilities, was still lying on the bed like a salted fish.
However, these abilities were still not enough in front of Yan Jiuchao. Little Rakshasa was tortured very badly. When Yu Wan hugged him, who was so tired that he could not move, he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.
Not only did he show his little arm to Yu Wan, but he also handed his legs and little head to Yu Wan. He even lifted his shirt and pointed at his scarred stomach.
“I know, I know. You’re still injured. It hurts so much. It’s his fault for bullying you like this.” Yu Wan patiently coaxed it.
Little Rakshasa nodded aggrievedly, threw his big butt at Yan Jiuchao, and lay in Yu Wan’s arms to hug.
Half of Little Rakshasa’s body was the Rakshasa King’s blood core, and the other half was Sikong Ye’s inner core. It was a Rakshasa to begin with and had a Blood Demon Technique. The Rakshasa King’s blood core would easily survive and become powerful in his body. In comparison, Sikong Ye’s half of the inner core would not fuse so quickly. In the short term, it did not have much of an impact. However, as time passed, he would never learn to use the half of the inner core and the inner core would become a dead core. Although that would not take his life, it would forever stop his realm at a stage that he could not break through.
Since Sikong Ye had given him half of the inner core, he should not waste it. He would feel that all the hard work now was worth it one day in the future.
Of course, this matter was easy to say, but it was very difficult to do. If he used too little power, it would not be enough to stimulate the potential of the half of the inner core. If he used too much power, it would easily hurt the other half of the blood core.
Yan Jiuchao seemed to be nonchalant, but he had actually put in 120% of his efforts. However, he would never say this.
Yan Jiuchao trained Little Rakshasa during the day. At night, he cultivated the Longevity Technique in seclusion. Yu Wan carefully took care of the children.
Other than the fetal movements being more frequent than before, there was nothing else for her to worry about.
“Madam, is it convenient for you to talk now?” Yu Wan was about to bathe the little fellows when a graceful report sounded outside the door.
Yu Wan looked at the little fellows who were waiting to take a bubble bath and thought to herself that since it was so late, Jinghong must have something important to say to her. However, if they didn’t bathe now, it would turn cold. Just as she was thinking, another disciple from the Chaoyang Hall came over and reported from outside the door, “Madam, the Old Master said that if you have something to do, you can go busy yourself. He will take care of the little masters. Moreover, there’s us. Madam, don’t worry.”
Great-grandpa couldn’t get out of bed yet. Wasn’t it making things difficult for him to take care of the children? However, with these smart disciples, it wasn’t a problem.
“Got it,” Yu Wan replied. She asked the disciple to bring Little Rakshasa and the little black eggs to Sikong Ye. She did not know if it was her imagination, but after not seeing him today, Little Rakshasa’s back view was not so thin anymore.
Yu Wan went to the courtyard to see Jinghong, while Little Rakshasa and the little black eggs were brought to Sikong Ye’s room.
Sikong Ye and the Rakshasa King were still “paralyzed” on the bed, forbidden from getting out of bed. When they saw their little fellows, the two of them were a little excited.
“Hello, Grandpa Sikong, Grandpa Sang.” Xiaobao and Er’bao greeted them softly on behalf of the four of them.
The two ancestors rolled their eyes at each other in disdain!
“I want to take a shower,” Er’bao said as he grabbed his itchy scalp. He had played with sand today and his head was full of it.
Sikong Ye quickly asked his disciple to carry the bathtub in, fetched hot water, and placed the four little fellows in the bucket.
The four little fellows happily took a bubble bath. The disciple serving them at the side planned to walk forward and wipe the water droplets off their bodies, but Sikong Ye waved his hand. “Carry them over!”
The disciple was stunned for a moment before replying, “…Yes!”
The disciple carried Little Rakshasa and the little black eggs to the bed one by one. Sikong Ye took a handkerchief and wiped the little black eggs’ bodies. The three little fellows looked similar, so he wiped Dabao three times.
Xiaobao and Er’bao looked at him wetly.
“Uh… ahem!” Sikong Ye coughed lightly when he came back to his senses. He scooped Er’bao over and wiped him twice.
Xiaobao, who was dripping water: “…”
However, even though he had wiped Dabao three times and Er’bao twice, he still did not dry the two of them.
“There’s still water on my butt!” Er’bao complained.
Sikong Ye was flustered and overwrought. On the other hand, the Rakshasa King was much calmer. Not only did he wipe Little Rakshasa dry, but he also put on his clothes. Even his little bald head had applied snowflake ointment. It was simply glossy and shiny!
The Rakshasa King’s skill of bringing children was lit up after coming to the Nether Mountain, but once it lit up, Sikong Ye couldn’t even catch up.
There was no harm without comparison.. The three little black eggs decisively gave up on their ancestor and grabbed their clothes and towels to join the Rakshasa King!
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