BW Chapter 158

Fuluo (10)

 

Three black shadows fell one after another onto the beach, followed immediately by earth-shaking coughing sounds.

 

“Oh my…” Jiang Yizheng climbed up from the beach in a daze, touched her arms and legs, and after confirming she was still alive, looked at Ning Buwei with admiration, “Father, you’re too amazing!”

 

Big Yellow finally coughed out the sand stuck in his throat, pointed at Ning Buwei weakly, “Are you crazy! What if your evil qi wasn’t enough and we all turned into dust!”

 

Ning Buwei very calmly raised his hand to wipe away the sand particles on his face, “I had it under control.”

 

“You had nothing under control—” Big Yellow hadn’t finished cursing when he was interrupted by Jiang Yizheng.

 

“Big Yellow, we should hurry and find Venerable and Xiao Shan and the others.” Jiang Yizheng tightly held Big Yellow’s paw that was trying to knock on her father’s head, and glanced at her father’s restless Suzaku knife, “Let’s go, let’s go!”

 

The three of them flew at high speed to where Wanxuan Academy had settled. As soon as they pushed open the courtyard gate, they saw Ning Xiu squatting on the ground playing with sand, while Shang Nuanwei lay on a rocking chair beside him, leisurely sipping tea, presenting a scene of peaceful tranquility and worldly detachment.

 

Seeing them enter, Shang Nuanwei lazily raised her hand and smiled, “Oh, you’re back?”

 

The three who had just walked through the gates of hell had various expressions on their faces.

 

“Father~ Yellow Yellow~ Second Sister~” Ning Xiu was obviously delighted to see them. He didn’t even have time to put down the small shovel he was playing with in the sand, and ran over to them, hugging each of their legs in turn, finally stretching his arms toward Ning Buwei for a hug.

 

Ning Buwei reached out and picked him up, carefully examining his sea of consciousness and golden core. His spiritual power was indeed quite mixed, but it was far from being as serious as Big Yellow had described.

 

Big Yellow grabbed Ning Xiu’s wrist in confusion and examined him, reaching the same conclusion as Ning Buwei. He was greatly puzzled, “Xiao Shan, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

 

“No~” Ning Xiu looked at him curiously, reaching out to touch Big Yellow’s fingers, “Yellow Yellow~ where’s dog?”

 

Big Yellow reached out and took him over, pinching his soft little face and laughing loudly, “Sniff sniff, this master is your dog.”

 

“Pfft!” Shang Nuanwei, who was drinking tea, spat out a mouthful of water and looked at Big Yellow in disbelief, “This is that dog from your family? Dog spirits can transform into humans!?”

 

“I’m a divine beast!” Big Yellow angrily protested again.

 

Shang Nuanwei got up from her chair and looked him over curiously, “Yes, a divine beast, a Suan, I know.”

 

Big Yellow blocked her hand that was trying to pull his hair, but Ning Xiu was quick and pulled out a strand to give to Shang Nuanwei, so Big Yellow and Ning Xiu started “arguing” back and forth again.

 

Ning Buwei swept the area with his divine consciousness and looked at Shang Nuanwei, “Dean Shang, Chu Jun isn’t here?”

 

“Feng Zizhang was undergoing tribulation, so he took Cui Yuanbai and Yang Lingzhu to provide protection.” Shang Nuanwei said without changing expression, “Hmm, judging by the time, they should be back soon.”

 

Not long after Shang Nuanwei left, the sky outside darkened. Big Yellow was still not quite adapted to his human form after transformation, lying on the bed and enthusiastically playing a ball-pushing game with Ning Xiu, enjoying it immensely.

 

Jiang Yizheng came out after changing clothes and found that Ning Buwei wasn’t in the room, so she went out to look for him. She discovered him standing under the corridor, arms folded, lost in thought.

 

The fire clouds stretched endlessly across the sky, orange-red evening glow scattered down. The spring cold was still biting, adding a somewhat desolate flavor, making even Ning Buwei’s silhouette appear lonely.

 

“Father.” Jiang Yizheng called out to him.

 

Ning Buwei seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, turning to look at her, “Why aren’t you resting?”

 

“It’s still early.” Jiang Yizheng rubbed her nose, “Father, are you worried about Xiao Shan’s situation? You and Big Yellow have checked many times. Xiao Shan’s soul is now stable, and his spiritual power has been sorted out cleanly. He’ll be fine.”

 

Ning Buwei pulled at the corner of his mouth noncommittally, saying coolly, “What are you planning to do recently?”

 

Jiang Yizheng was a bit confused by his question, “Do what?”

 

“Counting the time, you’ve been at Foundation Establishment for quite a while. Have you thought about what path you want to cultivate in the future?” Ning Buwei asked.

 

Jiang Yizheng was stunned, “Ah, but I’m only at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. Establishing a path and such is too far away.”

 

After all, her greatest wish before had been to live a hundred years in Linjiang City and then die of old age… or something like that.

 

Ning Buwei raised an eyebrow, “It’s not far. You just need to use the time you spend sleeping each day for cultivation instead.”

 

Jiang Yizheng shamefully lowered her head, then very consciously went back to her room to cultivate.

 

The sounds of Ning Xiu and Big Yellow’s laughter and play occasionally came from the room. Ning Buwei sat on the steps, casually picking up a few dead wood branches. Just as he started divination, the tightly closed courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open from outside.

 

“Dad!” Cui Yuanbai’s cheerful voice came from far to near, like an excited little sparrow diving into his embrace.

 

“Father!” Feng Zizhang entered with Yang Lingzhu, his face full of joy, “I successfully formed my Nascent Soul! I’m already a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!”

 

Ning Buwei let Cui Yuanbai hang on him and reached out to pat Feng Zizhang’s shoulder, “Not bad.”

 

Feng Zizhang grinned at him foolishly.

 

Ning Buwei waited a while and found that no one else was coming in, “Where’s Chu Jun?”

 

“Ah, Venerable is behind talking with Dean Hao.” Feng Zizhang smiled.

 

Ning Buwei waved his hand and shooed them into the room.

 

“What person!?”

 

“Big Yellow? You’re Big Yellow? Isn’t Big Yellow a dog… dog spirits can transform into humans?”

 

“This master is tired…this master doesn’t want to explain to you bunch of brats anymore…”

 

“Big Yellow change back, change back…”

 

“Go away, can’t change back right now—don’t climb on this master!”

 

The room was noisy and chaotic. Ning Buwei patiently stood under the corridor for a long while, casually threw away the tree branches in his hand, and was about to go out to see what was happening when he saw Chu Jun walk into the courtyard.

 

Looking at his peaceful spiritual power and steady gait, he seemed no different from usual.

 

For some reason, Ning Buwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

 

Seeing him staring, Chu Jun smiled and asked, “Going out for a walk can last half a month?”

 

Ning Buwei coughed guiltily, then smoothly put his arm around his waist, saying righteously, “When someone’s angry, aren’t they allowed to clear their mind? How domineering.”

 

Chu Jun caught his restless hand, his voice carrying a hint of laughter, “So are you still angry now?”

 

“I’ve always been magnanimous.” Ning Buwei answered him with a smile, but suddenly caught sight of the divination he had casually thrown out earlier from the corner of his eye, and his gaze suddenly froze.

 

Had he been clashing with divination lately? Why was it showing great misfortune every time?

 

“What is it?” Chu Jun noticed his expression had turned somewhat ugly.

 

“Nothing, I almost forgot to tell you that Big Yellow transformed into a human.” Ning Buwei inconspicuously stepped on those dead wood branches, pulling Chu Jun toward the room. When he lifted his foot again, those branches had already turned to powder.

 

A moment later, Chu Jun looked at the empty room with some confusion, “Weren’t we going to see Big Yellow?”

 

Ning Buwei leaned against the door blocking his path out, “Am I really not as good as a curly-haired dog?”

 

Big Yellow in the next room suddenly sneezed.

 

Chu Jun laughed, “What’s really wrong?”

 

Ning Buwei maintained his composure, “Think about it yourself.”

 

Chu Jun remained calm and seriously thought about it, then honestly asked, “I can’t think of anything.”

 

Ning Buwei stared at him suspiciously, “You really have nothing you’re hiding from me?”

 

Chu Jun raised one hand and said methodically, “I swear to the Heavenly Dao—”

 

Ning Buwei quickly covered his mouth and narrowed his eyes, “I was just asking casually. You’re so quick to make vows, what if you forgot something? When you face tribulation in the future, won’t the heavenly thunder strike you dead?”

 

Chu Jun’s eyes darkened slightly.

 

Ning Buwei released his hand and sighed, “At such an age, how can you still be so rash?”

 

The old and rash Chu Jun: “…………”

 

Ning Buwei turned to open the door, but before opening it, he said as if casually, “Speaking of which, our dao contract has been sealed all this time. Why don’t we take advantage of having nothing to do now and unseal it? In the future, if anything happens, it’ll be convenient to contact each other, saving me from wasting my talisman paper.”

 

Chu Jun nodded, “Good.”

 

Ning Buwei turned to look at him, “Really? If we unseal it, you won’t be able to hide anything you do from me.”

 

Chu Jun said, “There’s nothing to hide.”

 

Ning Buwei said cheerfully, “Great, then in a couple of days we’ll unseal it.”

 

——

 

The older children had finished their training in the Fuluo secret realm, especially Feng Zizhang who had established his dao heart and successfully formed his Nascent Soul through tribulation. This training session could be considered thrilling but safe, and because they had walked through life and death together, their relationships had become much closer.

 

The next day Wanxuan Academy began classes. Ning Xiu and the others each went to their respective divisions to attend classes, and even Big Yellow accepted Shang Nuanwei’s invitation to help at the academy with Little Black.

 

Although Ning Xiu appeared unaffected, Ning Buwei still felt that the matter of someone breaking the Dark Domain restriction wasn’t over yet.

 

“…If we go by Big Yellow’s account, Ning Xiu should currently be in extremely dangerous circumstances, but now he’s perfectly fine, which isn’t quite normal.” Ning Buwei told Chu Jun everything that had happened in the Fuluo secret realm in complete detail, his gaze locked tightly on his face, not intending to miss even the slightest reaction, “What do you think?”

 

Chu Jun’s face showed its usual lack of expression. He said calmly, “Although Ning Xiu is fine now, we can’t be careless about this matter. It’s never wrong to prepare for potential problems. It would be best to make a trip to the Dark Domain to see what the situation really is inside.”

 

Ning Buwei said, “There’s no day like today. Let’s set out today.”

 

“So urgent?” Chu Jun asked.

 

“After all, it concerns Ning Xiu’s safety.” Ning Buwei said solemnly, “If you have other arrangements, I can go by myself.”

 

“I have nothing else to do, but unsealing the dao contract will take some time. How about the day after tomorrow?” Chu Jun said.

 

“That’s fine too.” Ning Buwei naturally agreed.

 

Chu Jun stood up and said, “Then I’ll go prepare first.”

 

He walked into the room without looking back. Behind him, Ning Buwei slowly frowned.

 

Something wasn’t right.

 

As soon as Chu Jun entered the door, complex arrays suddenly descended around him, enveloping his entire person within them.

 

Mixed spiritual power ran wild uncontrollably in his sea of consciousness and the arrays, then was forcibly suppressed by the Taiji Seal into the Chiyuan Sword.

 

Chu Jun expressionlessly looked at the cracked patterns on the sword body, swept his wide sleeve, and countless arrays and Taiji Seals were hidden away.

 

The instant they were concealed, Ning Buwei pushed the door open and entered.

 

Chu Jun turned around, looking at Ning Buwei with gentle and calm eyes, “Now?”

 

Ning Buwei said, “Never mind, I suddenly feel there’s no particular need to unseal it now. We should hurry to the Dark Domain instead. How about it?”

 

“Good.”