BW Chapter 173

Wangxuan (2)

“Why hasn’t Xiao Shan woken up yet?” Cui Yuanbai crouched on the bed and reached out to poke Ning Xiu’s soft, chubby little cheeks as he slept. “Could he starve to death?”

Feng Zizhang was scratching Little Black’s belly and said upon hearing this, “Dean Hao has already sent people to check on him many times. He should wake up in the next couple of days.”

“Besides, Xiao Shan is a Golden Core cultivator. He won’t starve to death without eating or drinking.” Jiang Yizheng looked toward Ning Buwei and Chu Jun who were sleeping nearby and said worriedly, “It’s Father and Venerable whose faces look paler day by day.”

When the blood formation disappeared, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun had fainted. Since their hands were tightly clasped together and couldn’t be separated, they had no choice but to arrange them in the same room, which actually saved them from having to guard them separately.

Yang Lingzhu was preparing calming incense at the table. She raised her head and said to Jiang Yizheng, “Their souls are damaged. All their vital energy has gone to their sea of consciousness for self-repair, so their faces naturally look much paler. This is actually normal.”

Jiang Yizheng suddenly understood. Just then, Big Yellow pushed the door open from outside, brushed off the morning dew from his clothes, and with two dark circles under his eyes, cursed quite rudely, “That bastard Pei Heguang! What was the point of breaking that restriction? Now look what happened – this master can never transform back into his original form again.”

For the past half month, he had been making daily trips to the Dark Domain, but no matter what methods he tried, he couldn’t transform back into his majestic six-legged original form. He couldn’t even turn back into a small earth dog.

“Isn’t being human good?” Cui Yuanbai asked puzzledly. “I don’t like being a blade, except when fighting.”

“It’s not about whether it’s good or not.” Big Yellow slumped dejectedly in the chair and looked up at the ceiling. “This master was so majestic when I was a Suan.”

“Eh, did Father’s hand just move?!” Jiang Yizheng, who was guarding by the bedside, suddenly exclaimed.

“Ah ah ah, his eyelids moved too!” Feng Zizhang said excitedly.

This startled Little Black, who was having his belly scratched. The little black dragon shivered and flipped over, then perked up his dragon head and sniffed at Ning Buwei’s face. “Ying?”

Ning Buwei frowned, then slowly opened his eyes.

What met his gaze were five heads of various sizes plus one dragon head, looming high above him and staring at him with gleaming eyes…

Even with his great courage, he was startled by this horrifying and bizarre scene, his heart skipping a beat for an instant.

“Father, you’re awake?” Feng Zizhang’s eyes turned red.

“Father, how do you feel now?” Jiang Yizheng sniffled hard.

“Father, does your head hurt?” Yang Lingzhu asked carefully.

“Dad, if you don’t get up soon, you’ll grow mushrooms.” Cui Yuanbai reached out and tugged at his ear.

“Ying ying ying ying!” Little Black excitedly pounced onto his stomach, only to be picked up by the fierce-looking Big Yellow beside him. “Chengfeng, stop spacing out!”

Ning Buwei felt like his fragile head had been stuffed with cotton. He listened to the chorus of “Father” calls with a wooden expression, forcibly suppressing the strange comfort in his heart, and muttered with his eyes going dark, “How… so many?”

He had actually forced Chu Jun to bear him so many children!

And they all looked foolishly unintelligent!

“Venerable is awake too!” Jiang Yizheng had sharp eyes and looked excitedly toward Chu Jun lying beside Ning Buwei.

Ning Buwei immediately stiffened all over.

“Venerable?”

“Father!” Cui Yuanbai bounced from this side of the bed to the other, nearly stepping on Ning Buwei’s stomach. Big Yellow quickly grabbed him and held him suspended in mid-air like a spread-winged eagle, then smiled at Chu Jun. “Father, you’re awake!”

Chu Jun’s expression was equally blank as he turned to look at Ning Buwei beside him.

Ning Buwei twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled awkwardly. “Six… isn’t really that many. At least they’re all grown up so we don’t need to worry about them—”

“Wah!”

Before he could finish speaking, a clear crying sound rang in their ears.

Ning Buwei instinctively reached out to scoop something up and sat up. When he saw clearly the baby he was holding in his arms, his expression went blank for a moment.

He was still gripping Chu Jun’s other hand and hadn’t let go, which caused Chu Jun to be pulled up from the bed along with him.

Ning Xiu was crying earth-shakingly. For a moment, Ning Buwei wanted to throw this little thing away, but seeing his face turn red from crying, he was afraid the child might suffocate. While skillfully rocking his arms, he looked at Chu Jun in bewilderment. “How… how do you comfort a child?”

Chu Jun moved his hand, indicating for him to let go.

Ning Buwei quickly released his grip, then used his free hand to skillfully pat Ning Xiu’s back. Halfway through, he froze.

Why was he so… practiced at this?

Though his mind was full of doubts, his hands were honest, and soon the little baby in his arms stopped crying.

After sensing Ning Buwei and Chu Jun’s familiar auras, Ning Xiu finally opened his eyes with sniffles, looking aggrieved and a bit scared as he softly called, “Father~ Mother~”

Xiao Shan was so scared~

Having just woken up, Ning Buwei was quite overwhelmed by the shock. Hearing Ning Xiu call for father and mother, he had absolutely no intention of responding. He reached out to poke Ning Xiu’s soft, chubby little cheeks. “Little fatty.”

Ning Xiu grabbed his index finger, tears still hanging on his eyelashes, and said in his baby voice, “Father~ don’t poke~ face~”

Ning Buwei’s malicious smile gradually widened. Finding this child quite amusing, he said menacingly, “Tch, I’ll poke if I want to.”

Ning Buwei didn’t control his strength well. Ning Xiu’s little mouth trembled from the pain and he was about to cry, but then Chu Jun rescued him from Ning Buwei’s hands, held him in his arms, and applied spiritual energy to his reddened little face while using his thumb to wipe away his tears.

“Mother~” Ning Xiu felt wronged like a little bun and burrowed hard into his embrace, leaving only his little bottom facing Ning Buwei.

Ning Buwei curiously reached out to tug at his ear, but Chu Jun grabbed his hand and gave him a mild look.

“…Tch.” Ning Buwei crossed his arms in dissatisfaction.

“Venerable, what’s wrong with Father?” Jiang Yizheng was the first to notice something wasn’t quite right with Ning Buwei and quietly asked Chu Jun.

Chu Jun looked up while holding Ning Xiu and said calmly, “Who is Venerable?”

Everyone froze in place.

“Our souls are damaged, and we temporarily can’t remember many things.” Seeing this, Ning Buwei said, “Although it’s quite incredible that two men can have children and so many of them, your mother has already worked very hard. Don’t question him further and make him recall unpleasant memories.”

“Pfft!” Big Yellow, who was secretly drinking water, spat it out.

“Ah, oh oh.” Apart from understanding the amnesia part, Feng Zizhang couldn’t comprehend anything else, but he still nodded obediently. “Don’t worry, Father.”

When the eldest brother nodded, the others naturally followed suit and nodded obediently as well.

Although Yang Lingzhu felt that Ning Buwei wasn’t suffering from amnesia but might have damaged his brain, she lowered her head and began quietly searching through her medicine pouch.

Big Yellow put down his teacup, feeling they still needed to find an adult to take charge. But when he pushed open the door, he saw three cultivators standing at the entrance with beaming smiles.

“We are Chu Jun’s three senior brothers.”

Big Yellow immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Senior brothers of Venerable Jinghe – whether in appearance or reputation, they seemed very reliable—at least more reliable than Feng Zizhang!

Chu Jun calmly coaxed Ning Xiu. After being comforted, Ning Xiu forgot his pain and wanted Ning Buwei to hold him.

Ning Buwei pressed his hand against the little one’s forehead with disgust. “I hate children. Stay away from me.”

“Father~ hug~” Ning Xiu looked at him with wide, innocent eyes, his cheek still slightly red from being poked earlier.

“I’m warning you—”

“Father~ hug hug~” Ning Xiu took two steps toward him but tripped over the blanket and fell directly into his arms.

Ning Buwei reacted quickly. Before his brain could process what was happening, he had already caught the little cub in his arms.

“Da~” Ning Xiu flashed him a brilliant smile.

“…” Ning Buwei immediately forgot his earlier disgust and began making faces at him with great interest.

Chu Jun lifted Cui Yuanbai, who was clinging to his back, and was about to get out of bed when he caught sight of Big Yellow leading three people into the room.

“Chengfeng.” Chu Jun tugged at Ning Buwei’s sleeve.

Ning Buwei, who was pinching Ning Xiu’s little face, turned to look at him. “Mm?”

“Jun Jun! Your senior brothers came to see you!”

Chu Yi ran over to pounce on Chu Jun, but Chu Jun, still gripping Ning Buwei’s sleeve, simply and efficiently dodged behind him.

Ning Buwei unhesitatingly shielded Chu Jun behind him and efficiently lifted his foot to kick.

“Owww—”

A quarter of an hour later.

Chu Yi stared resentfully at Ning Buwei. Ning Buwei coughed lightly and said apologetically, “Please forgive me, Senior Brother. We lost our memories and didn’t recognize you for a moment. Chu Jun is timid.”

Chu Jun hid behind him and calmly nodded.

The three brothers Chu Yi, Chu Yu, and Chu Qu: “…………”

“Ah haha, no problem, no problem.” Chu Yu was the first to react and said seriously, “We came specifically to thank you. After all, when Jun Jun turned us into puppets before, you saved us. For this, you even turned against Jun Jun, resulting in mutual destruction and amnesia…”

Ning Buwei suddenly understood. “I see.”

A cracking sound rang out.

Ning Buwei turned his head and saw the bed rail crushed in Chu Jun’s hand.

“This wood is old and too brittle.” Chu Jun calmly withdrew his hand.

“Be careful.” Ning Buwei took his hand and examined it carefully. Only after confirming nothing was wrong did he put it down. Looking at the three brothers with confusion, he said, “Senior Brothers’ complexions don’t look too good?”

“It’s nothing, nothing. We just came to check on you.” Chu Yi waved his hand and stood up. “Since you’ve reconciled, we’re relieved. We won’t disturb you further. Farewell!”

The three men came like the wind and disappeared from the room like the wind.

Ning Buwei looked baffled. Chu Jun stared at his own hand, moved it, and said seriously to Ning Buwei, “My hand hurts.”

“Tch, so delicate.” Ning Buwei pursed his lips but still took the hand and rubbed it for him.

Seeing this, Ning Xiu also crawled onto Chu Jun’s knee, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard on it. “Mother don’t be afraid~”

Chu Jun smiled slightly and reached out to pat Ning Xiu’s head, but his gaze fell on Ning Buwei’s face. “Be good.”

Ning Buwei felt something seemed off somewhere, but still suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and said, “I always feel things aren’t as simple as your three senior brothers described. Let’s wait until we all remember everything before making decisions.”

“What decision?” Chu Jun asked puzzledly.

“Whether to dissolve the dao contract.” Ning Buwei squeezed his palm. “Why do I feel like you quite like me?”

Chu Jun nodded seriously. “That makes sense.”

“Makes sense~” Ning Xiu imitated Chu Jun and nodded vigorously, saying in his baby voice, “Xiao Shan also~ likes Father~”

Ning Buwei raised an eyebrow, then saw Ning Xiu look at Chu Jun again. “Xiao Shan also likes Mother~”

Chu Jun smiled and rubbed his little head.

Ning Buwei chuckled. “He went through so much trouble to give birth to you, of course you should like him.”

Chu Jun’s smile became somewhat strained.

Ning Buwei looked at him with guilt and emotion. “You bore me so many children. It really must have been hard on you.”

Chu Jun: “…………”