After the large group of mutated animals and advanced zombies retreated, the chaotic wilderness suddenly fell silent. The mutant plants released by Lian Hua waved their bloody vines, quietly approaching Xia Zhi. With eyes blazing red, Xia Zhi waved his hand, dispersing the vines with a net of lightning. The vines emitted strange crackling sounds when electrified, retreating a distance before obediently staying still. Whatever the idiot released couldn’t harm him for the time being.
Xia Zhi continued to rummage through the mess, searching everywhere, but there was nothing to be found! Discarding a fragmented wolf corpse, lightning began to flicker erratically around Xia Zhi’s body, making him look extremely terrifying.
“Chirp chirp…” A series of delicate birdcalls echoed. Suddenly, beneath a pile of unrecognizable flesh about five meters away from Xia Zhi, something stirred.
Xia Zhi froze momentarily before rushing over, frantically digging into the pile of flesh. He placed Lian Hua into the spatial realm, forgetting even to use his spiritual power.
Digging a deep hole about a meter deep, Xia Zhi uncovered a sparrow the size of a palm struggling amidst the blood and flesh. Other than its tiny eyes resembling black beans still flickering, its body was devoid of most of its feathers. It seemed that the slightest movement had drained its strength. Upon seeing Xia Zhi, the little sparrow moved its tiny beak, desperately gesturing toward the ground. After pecking the ground a few times, its head tilted to the side, eyelids drooping, and it passed out.
Xia Zhi picked up the little sparrow and tossed it beside the spiritual spring in the spatial realm, allowing half of its body to soak in the water. He then resumed digging into the ground. After excavating another three meters, Xia Zhi came across several pieces of broken leaves, which he discarded to the side before continuing to dig deeper. The soil was not pure; it was mixed with various unpleasant substances, emitting a foul odor.
Suddenly, Xia Zhi’s hand grasped something soft. Despite being soaked in blood, the object remained smooth. Xia Zhi paused abruptly, closed his eyes, and tightened his grip on whatever lay beneath his hand.
He suddenly hesitated to dig further, fearing that what he unearthed might overwhelm him. Taking a deep breath, disregarding his bleeding fingers, Xia Zhi forcefully pulled up whatever lay beneath. A tattered green cloak emerged, riddled with several large holes, unmistakably similar to the torn fabric he had found in the jaws of the wolf earlier.
Trembling, Xia Zhi held the cloak close to his chest, finding nothing underneath it.
Gritting his teeth, Xia Zhi unleashed a burst of radiant light with sudden violence. With a loud rumble, the pit expanded rapidly, revealing a spherical object wrapped in vines at the bottom of the hole.
Xia Zhi approached, clutching the cloak tightly. The object wrapped in vines wasn’t perfectly spherical; the vines were shattered and fragmented by the explosion, with droplets of blood trickling down and bits of pink flesh mixed in.
Frantically, Xia Zhi tore at the vines. They quivered and slowly unraveled on their own, revealing a figure obscured by flesh and blood inside. The person’s eyes were tightly shut, their features indiscernible. Were it not for the rising and falling of their chest, one might have mistaken them for a corpse.
Xia Zhi wiped the blood from his face and indeed found the fool, who had managed to get himself into this state. Lian Hua’s fingers twitched, and his eyes slowly opened. They had returned to their original black hue, and his hair appeared dull. Upon seeing Xia Zhi, a glint appeared in his eyes, as if he had suddenly regained strength.
“Wife… you’re… okay. That’s… great…” Lian Hua’s voice trembled. As he spoke, a faint green light emanated from his fingertips. The mutated plants paused, transforming into points of light that flew back into his dantian. These things couldn’t stay outside; if they went berserk, they could harm his wife.
After completing these tasks, Lian Hua felt an even more intense wave of pain surging through him. A bloodthirsty energy clashed violently within his body, pushing it to the brink of explosion. He could no longer contain the raging energy, and blood poured from his mouth and nose.
Feeling that his end was near, Lian Hua couldn’t bear to close his eyes. He gazed at Xia Zhi, who knelt beside him. Reflecting on the past year, it felt like a lifetime had passed. Initially, when he first saw Xia Zhi, he was terrified, but over time, he grew fond of him. They even had a child together, connected by blood. Lian Hua felt that his life had been fulfilled.
Xia Zhi held onto Lian Hua’s hand tightly, desperately channeling his spiritual energy into him. However, Lian Hua continued to cough up blood incessantly, with his intestines exposed from a large hole in his abdomen.
Lian Hua gazed at Xia Zhi with utmost concentration, as if he couldn’t get enough of looking at him for a lifetime. He opened his mouth, intending to say something, but in the end, he only coughed up more blood. Lian Hua tightened his grip on Xia Zhi’s hand, wanting to convey that he shouldn’t waste his spiritual energy, as he was about to die. He also wanted to express that he truly cherished him and hoped Xia Zhi would take good care of their son, Lian Yu. The stoic loyal dog indeed wasn’t bad; Xia Zhi could remember that there was once a fool who loved him dearly.
But Lian Hua couldn’t utter another word. Suppressing the internal turmoil had drained all his strength. The wind wolf ultimately chose to perish with him. If it hadn’t been for Xiao Ma and the basket providing a brief respite, he would have been blown to pieces long ago.
“Xia… Xia…” Lian Hua’s lips moved slightly, forming a word, but then, his hand holding Xia Zhi’s slowly slipped away, and his eyes, which had been watching Xia Zhi intently, gently closed.
Xia Zhi, unwilling to accept it, tightened his grip on Lian Hua’s hand, but in an instant, they both vanished from the spot, along with the vines enveloping Lian Hua.
Xia Zhi carried Lian Hua and rushed into the Spirit Spring, gently lowering him into the water. The crystal-clear spring water quickly turned red, but under the autonomous purification of the Spirit Spring, it gradually returned to its pristine state.
Lian Hua seemed to be sleeping, unmoving as if in a deep slumber. His black hair floated gently in the water, resembling aquatic plants. However, the restorative properties of the Spirit Spring seemed to have lost their effectiveness. Apart from stopping the bleeding, there was no sign of healing on the gruesome wounds covering Lian Hua’s body. His essence had been depleted.
Xia Zhi had never been particularly fond of the green hue on Lian Hua’s body, but now that the green was gone, he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his heart. Those shades of green represented Lian Hua’s innate power!
“Hey, wake up already,” Xia Zhi said, patting Lian Hua’s face. His face was now covered in numerous wounds, making his once handsome features terrifying.
Ignoring the injuries, Xia Zhi leaned down, pressing his forehead against Lian Hua’s icy one. “You idiot, if you don’t wake up soon, you’ll be even more foolish,” he said softly. After speaking, he gently pecked Lian Hua’s pale lips.
“If you don’t wake up, I’ll give your son to someone else!” Xia Zhi murmured softly against Lian Hua’s face.
With one arm wrapped around Lian Hua to prevent him from slipping into the water, Xia Zhi gently traced his fingers over Lian Hua’s wounds. Lian Hua rested his head against Xia Zhi’s chest while Xia Zhi rested his delicate chin on Lian Hua’s shoulder.
“You’re such a fool. Knowing you couldn’t fight those things, why didn’t you run?” Xia Zhi asked, twirling a strand of Lian Hua’s hair between his fingers.
“Are you really that confident in leaving your son to me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll spoil him?” Xia Zhi murmured to himself, but Lian Hua remained unresponsive.
“By the way, you haven’t told me when your son was born. All I know is that he used to be a mushroom!” Still, Lian Hua remained unresponsive.
“Hey, are you still going to sleep? You’ve slept more than your son!”
“Fool, is there something you want to tell me? Hm?”
“I can see you have something on your mind…”
“Hey, you fool… idiot… moron… dummy…” Xia Zhi’s murmurs faded into the wind.
Inside the space, everything was as clean and bright as ever. Fruit trees meticulously planted around the spring were now laden with fruit, emitting a tantalizing aroma that wafted far and wide. Several chickens under the trees gazed longingly, hoping for a piece to drop.
The medicinal field, arranged with a Spirit Gathering Array, flourished vibrantly, its swaying foliage radiating a shimmering green light.
The grain in the food area had ripened to a golden hue, awaiting their owners to come and harvest them.
Fat ducks foraged and frolicked in the distant river, enjoying their leisurely time to the fullest.
In the dense forests atop the distant mountains, startled deer bounded away, unaware that by the Spirit Spring pool, their master held a person who refused to open their eyes, murmuring to themselves.
“Mama… Dada…” A baby’s cry shattered the eerie silence of the space.
“Mama… Dada… woo, awu… Daddy… woo, ah, awu…” Little Lian Yu woke up in the delicate bamboo house within the space, lying on an ancient-style bamboo bed. His hair had turned black, but his eyes remained green.
“Mama… Dada…” Little baby Lian Yu clumsily climbed down from the bed, his tiny hands and feet fumbling as he crawled towards the door.
“Mama… Dada…” Little baby Lian Yu crawled towards the spring, tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Mama… Dada…” Little baby Lian Yu finally reached the edge of the spring, but it seemed like his mama didn’t notice him at all. He continued to gently stroke the person in his arms, whispering something softly into their ears, and even gave a tender smile.
“Mama… Dada…” Little baby Lian Yu1Fr tho this term kept repeating it’s not a mistranslation dove into the water, paddling towards his mama. He grabbed onto his arm and slowly climbed onto his body.
“Da…da…” Little baby Lian Yu looked at his baba, feeling sad that he didn’t pay attention to him. He glanced at his mama, hoping for some response, but she ignored him too. Feeling dejected, he continued to lie on his daddy’s body, rolling around playfully. As the essence within Little baby Lian Yu’s body faded away, he became more and more like a true infant, unable to recall why his daddy was sleeping here and why he ignored him.
“Hush…” whispered Xia Zhi, blowing gently on Little baby Lian Yu’s fingers. “Don’t disturb your Daddy’s sleep, and be careful not to touch his wounds.”
Xia Zhi cradled Xiao Lian Yu in his arms, and the two lay side by side.
Little baby Lian Yu, exhausted, soon fell asleep in Xia Zhi’s embrace. Xia Zhi gently stroked his head.
…
“Xiao Ze!” A furious roar echoed throughout the Xia family’s villa as a handsome man dressed in military attire strode in with rigid formality. His polished leather boots clacked against the marble floor, punctuating his brisk steps.
The urgent footsteps vividly displayed the master’s anger. Xiao Ze, holding a glass of red wine, froze for a moment, his neck shrinking as he glanced around, seeking a quick escape route.
Just as he set one foot onto the balcony railing, a calloused hand grabbed his collar, yanking him back forcefully.
“Xiao Ze!” The man forcefully pushed him against the wall, his furious fist coming straight for him. Xiao Ze closed his eyes in terror, but the punch only grazed his face, slamming fiercely into the wall a few inches away from him.
“Where the hell did you deceive my brother to? Why did he vanish without a trace after meeting you? I know damn well that you were the last person he saw! What the hell did you say to him?” Xia Yang seized Xiao Ze’s collar, lifting him up inch by inch.
“Cough, Yang Ge, Yang Ge, you’re choking me to death!” Poor Xiao Ze’s toes barely touched the ground as he flailed, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“Hey, Yang Ge, calm down, calm down!” Xiao Ze felt like he was having a stroke of bad luck again, being caught red-handed.
“Brother, put this stinky kid down and let him explain himself properly to us,” Xia Chu, with his half-length hair swinging, opened his shirt carelessly and strolled over.
Xia Yang frowned at his second brother, his brows forming a “川” shape. “Button up your shirt! What will your subordinates say if they see you like this?”
“It’s alright, big brother, they won’t dare say anything,” Xia Chu said, tossing his hair lightly, his peach blossom eyes gazing at his eldest brother.
Xia Yang looked at the eyes identical to those of his third brother and sighed inwardly, “You can act however you want at home, but if you carry on like this outside, I’ll break your legs for Grandpa.”
Hearing Xia Yang bringing up Grandpa, Xia Chu quickly straightened his clothes, coughed, and put on a serious expression. “I’m here to show concern for my little brother too.”
Xiao Ze had hoped to witness the two brothers quarrel, but they immediately turned their attention to him instead.
“Hey, I just gave Xia Zhizhi a little reminder and pointed him in the right direction to find someone,” Xiao Ze chuckled awkwardly.
Xia Yang was not satisfied with this answer. “Be specific,” he demanded.
Xiao Ze’s face fell immediately, and he ended up looking pitifully at Xia Chu. Xia Chu tilted his head, pretending not to notice Xiao Ze’s plea for help.
Xiao Ze glared at Xia Chu fiercely, feeling betrayed by his lack of loyalty. He confessed, “Xiao Zhi went to the Cloud City Base.”
“What?” Xia Chu was the first to react, jumping up. “How did Xiao Zhi end up on the Bai family’s turf again? He finally came to terms with breaking up with Bai Yi, that scum. Why would he get involved with the White family again? Did you instigate him to do something?” Xia Chu pointed at Xiao Ze’s nose accusingly.
Xiao Ze finally managed to break free from Xia Yang’s grip and rubbed his nose. “I only advised him to find something very important to him!”
“What thing?” Xia Yang rubbed his hands together, clearly indicating that if he wasn’t satisfied with the answer, someone was going to get punched.
Xiao Ze saw Xia Yang’s formidable fist and decided to be honest, “His true soulmate.”
“What?” The Xia brothers were stunned.
Xiao Ze found it amusing and repeated loudly, “His true soulmate! My fortune-telling skills are quite accurate.”
The old fortune teller’s words were indeed accurate. The Xia brothers couldn’t possibly stop their brother from seeking happiness, could they?
“Brother, it looks like we need to give our little brother a vacation,” Xia Chu shrugged his shoulders, “Oh, so many documents to handle, it’s really a headache.” Xia Chu shook his head and left.
As soon as Xia Chu disappeared, Xiao Ze’s pitiful expression vanished as well. He snorted and then turned to enter his room.
Xia Yang’s serious expression also disappeared, replaced by a silly, ingratiating look. He hurriedly followed, saying, “Darling, don’t be angry! I’m just putting on a show for outsiders. Who knows how many nails those shameless Jiang, Li, and Bai families have planted?” After speaking, he kept a close eye on Xiao Ze.
Xiao Ze shot a sharp glance, then plopped down on the soft bed, crossing his legs arrogantly. “Hmph, when are you going to announce our relationship to the public?”
Xia Yang quickly went over and started massaging his shoulders. “Once we have the power in Kyoto firmly in our hands, nobody can use our relationship against the Xia family.”
After a moment of enjoyment, Xiao Ze added, “By the way, you don’t have to worry about your mom pressuring you to get married anymore.”
Xia Yang paused, “Why not? My mom is desperate for grandchildren. She nags me about blind dates every day. If it weren’t for the apocalypse, I’d be avoiding her like the plague, especially with my frequent missions.”
“Your brother will bring your mom a grandson,” Xiao Ze said triumphantly.
Xia Yang widened his eyes, “But isn’t my third brother into men? How could he have a son?”
“You don’t need to worry about that. The main thing is to have one,” Xiao Ze retorted.
“Great, me and my second brother can finally be free,” Xia Yang exclaimed as he hugged Xiao Ze tightly.
“All three brothers are weirdos who refuse to get married,” Xiao Ze muttered.
Xia Yang nibbled on his neck and mumbled, “Isn’t it because I’ve fallen into your hands, little devil?”
“Hmph!” Xiao Ze slapped him away. “Nonsense.”
“Just love your nonsense,” Xia Yang teased, giving Xiao Ze’s bottom a playful pat.
Xiao Ze rolled his eyes, “Rogue!”
Xia Yang stood up, took off his clothes in no time. Seeing this, Xiao Ze quickly rolled to the other side of the bed, his face turning red, “You’re being a rogue in broad daylight! Put your clothes back on!” He said angrily, tossing a pillow at Xia Yang.
Xia Yang rubbed his hands, “Darling, how long has it been since you let me touch you? I’ve been so busy lately, and tomorrow I have to go on a mission to the other side of Jing City. I don’t even know when I’ll be back! Let me hold you.” He said, then pounced over, tearing at Xiao Ze’s daoist robe, “Why do you always love these strange clothes?”
“I don’t like you, get lost!” Xiao Ze angrily kicked Xia Yang, who grabbed onto the pale and tender sole of his foot and planted a kiss on it.
Xiao Ze immediately softened, blushing with embarrassment, “You old rogue.”
Xia Yang chuckled, “But don’t you love this old rogue?” He said, even swaggering his hips.
Xiao Ze glanced over, quickly averted his gaze, and muttered, “Big rogue,” turning red to the tips of his ears.
“You just love me big, don’t you?” Xia Yang couldn’t resist any longer and flipped over, pressing down. Before long, the room echoed with sounds that made hearts race and faces blush.
When Xia Chu returned to find his brothers, he halted in his tracks before reaching the door. “Damn it, everyone’s showing affection in front of me. Damn it, I’m going to find someone too!” He grumbled indignantly as he walked away, making sure to slam the door shut behind him.
T/N: I apologize for any mistranslations or discrepancies in this chapter, I didn’t have enough time to edit it properly