0p0 Chapter 119 I will consider
Chapter 119 I will consider
Yun Fuzhao was taken aback. Zhen was also a Holy Son, and a Holy Son who had broken the rules.
With the person right beside him, Yun Fuzhao couldn't bring it up again, so he could only nod slightly to indicate that he understood.
“Teacher Zhen,” Gong Yuhe placed two small bottles on the table, “remember to take them on time.”
Zhen nodded and gestured: "Are you staying here for dinner tonight? I caught a big fish."
Yun Fuzhao kept her eyes down, clearly it was she who had caught it.
Speaking of which, the cultivators here have unfathomable cultivation levels, some even reaching the point of abstaining from grains, yet they still eat three meals a day without fail.
Although Qu Wangzhi was not well-liked, the bigwigs here were quite kind to Yun Fuzhao. She ate at one restaurant in the morning and another at another for lunch, mainly eating at Bai family restaurants.
Their cooking skills are impeccable; Yun Fuzhao, who finds the food so delicious, wants to settle down here in the future.
Zhen's cooking skills are also quite good; his braised fish is absolutely amazing.
That old man is very arrogant; you have to be shameless to get a meal from him.
Gong Yuhe stopped eating a long time ago. He would come here once a month to deliver medicine to Zhen, and would usually leave after offering his condolences. He never ate here.
Zhen knew this, but he would still ask every time.
"No."
Gong Yuhe's face remained indifferent and solemn. "I will be returning to the Hall of Rebirth to report back shortly."
Zhen nodded, without saying much.
Just as Gong Yuhe was about to roll away in his wheelchair, a hand pressed down on the back of the chair, rendering him unable to move.
Yun Fuzhao smiled and turned his wheelchair around. "Holy Son, have a meal before you go. Once you return to the Hall of Rebirth, we don't know when we'll see each other again."
She could tell that Zhen clearly wanted him to stay for dinner, and since Gong Yuhe called him "teacher," the two probably had a good relationship.
Since they've made up their minds to bring Zhen back to their sect, they have to lend a hand.
Gong Yuhe frowned slightly, and was about to speak when Yun Fuzhao turned to face him again, the gold hairpin tassels on her hair swaying.
The words of refusal rolled in his throat, but he lowered his eyes and said nothing more.
Not speaking is the default.
Yun Fuzhao blinked at Chaozhen, "Senior, kill that biggest and fattest fish."
Zhen was clearly a little angry. He had called out to Gong Yuhe eight hundred times a month, but Gong Yuhe wouldn't budge. This little girl, on the other hand, made him stay with just one sentence.
His gaze shifted between the two, feeling both annoyed and worried, fearing that Gong Yuhe might follow in his footsteps.
As soon as Zhenfu went to the kitchen, Yun Fuzhao immediately pushed Gong Yuhe out.
Once he was sure the distance was about right, Yun Fuzhao stopped.
“You just said that a holy son who has broken the rules cannot appear in front of the public,” Yun Fuzhao said, plucking a blade of grass and putting it in his mouth. “As long as you don’t say anything, who will know that he is a holy son?”
"Even if I don't tell them, they'll find out."
Yun Fuzhao looked at him. Gong Yuhe was dressed in white, like a clear moon and gentle breeze, but he didn't blend in with the surrounding environment.
It looked like the moon had fallen from the sky.
She wondered to herself if the people in the Hall of Rebirth had a beauty test, from the highest-ranking to the lowest-ranking, all of whom were more attractive than their peers.
Needless to say, Gong Yuhe could easily use her beauty to commit crimes.
“I’ve heard that breaking the vows of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter has very serious consequences,” Yun Fuzhao thought of Zhen’s inability to speak, “Could it be that they have to cut out their tongues or something?”
Gong Yuhe raised his eyes and said calmly, "Why are you so interested in the Hall of Rebirth?"
Cough cough, so that's how it was noticed?
We need to learn more about it. The map points to the Hall of Rebirth. She can't go there now, but that doesn't mean she can't in the future.
Having been brainwashed by powerful figures these past few days, Yun Fuzhao has also become interested in the things on that map.
“Look at what you’re saying,” Yun Fuzhao said seriously, “It would be abnormal if someone wasn’t interested in the Hall of Rebirth, wouldn’t it?”
"..."
Seeing his silence, Yun Fuzhao moved closer and asked, "Do you remember when you said you'd come to our sect as a guest?"
"Ah."
"Our sect will celebrate its centennial in a month. It will surely be a lively occasion. Would the Holy Son do us the honor of attending?"
Gong Yuhe stared at her. Actually, her thoughts were easy to guess; she just wanted to use him to curry favor with the Palace of Rebirth.
The Hall of Rebirth has no interest in sectarian infighting; their only concern is the Great Dao. They never meddle in sectarian affairs, especially since he is a Holy Son.
"You must think that I, Yun Fuzhao, am only after your powerful backing." Yun Fuzhao revealed a severely injured expression. "I never expected that in the Holy Son's eyes, I am such a sycophant. Never mind, consider this just me mentioning it."
"..."
Gong Yuhe glanced at her indifferently, "Sect Leader Yun, you've gone too far."
"It's alright, I haven't even used my full strength yet."
Yun Fuzhao smiled and pushed him along, saying, "If you feel it's inconvenient, you don't have to come. This is the truth."
Gong Yuhe remained silent.
When they got back, Zhen had already prepared dinner.
Zhen clearly felt sorry for Gong Yuhe, so she prepared a large table of food, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat.
Yun Fuzhao pointed to the fragrant chicken in the very center, "I fed it yesterday."
Zhen tapped her hand with his chopsticks, his eyes clearly saying, "You have no manners."
Yun Fuzhao cried out in pain, "Holy Son, look! Senior Zhen clearly has a terrible temper!"
"..."
After the three finished their meal, Gong Yuhe prepared to leave.
After saying goodbye to Zhen, he looked at Yun Fuzhao, who was still arguing with the teacher, and said, "Yun Fuzhao."
"what happened?"
At this moment, the moon rose above the willow branches, and its light fell on his hair, casting a hazy glow.
Gong Yuhe said, "I will consider it."
*
Three days later, after Qu Wangzhi did her laundry and cooked for her, took meticulous care of her, and actively apologized, Zhan Miaoyan finally relented and agreed to return to the sect with Qu Wangzhi.
Yun Fuzhao learned from him that his master's wife was also from the Dan Sect, no wonder the Xuantian Sect wanted to poach her.
"You said you're going to the demon realm?"
Qu Wangzhi frowned. "The forces in the demon realm are complex and intertwined. It would be far too dangerous for you to go alone."
Zhan Miaoyan nodded, "Although the Qingqiu Fox Clan has a high reputation in the demon realm, they are still a demon clan after all. If they have any designs on you, I'm afraid we won't be able to save you even if we want to."
What they said made sense. Yun Fuzhao initially wanted to refuse as well, as she reasonably suspected that the Fox King knew about Qi Huai becoming her spirit beast and wanted to settle scores with her later.
But the conditions he offered were too tempting.
Qi Huai said that his father wanted to discuss with her the cooperation between Qingqiu and Wuyai Sword Sect.
In the novel's plot, the male and female protagonists later become friends with Penglai and Wanshou Valley. The male protagonist also awakens some ancient bloodline, making him virtually invincible throughout the Six Realms.
Even the Hall of Rebirth treats him with respect.
Originally, it was none of Yun Fuzhao's business to be strong or weak.
But the plot took a turn, and she became an enemy of the male and female protagonists. What if they suddenly decided to kill her? Who would Yun Fuzhao complain to?
Therefore, she could only continuously expand her sect and form factions to ensure her future survival.
If they could cooperate with Qingqiu, Yun Fuzhao would no longer have to live in fear.