Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

Chapter 1807 Mischievous Kid



Chapter 1807 Mischievous Kid

The little figure stretched out its chubby little hand, carefully avoiding the protective glow of the rhinoceros flower, and tried to reach for the nectar.

He moved incredibly fast; even with his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he managed to steal food with surprising skill.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the glistening honey, a smug smile appeared on the little girl's face.

However, extreme joy brings sorrow.

"Buzz!"

Deep within the flower's heart, a fourth-tier jade spirit bee, as large as a child's fist, suddenly flew out. Seemingly displeased with the audacious little thief's disturbance, it stung the cheek next to the chubby little hand that had reached out!

"Wow--!!!"

A deafening wail instantly echoed throughout the secret realm.

The little boy covered his left cheek, plopped down on the ground, kicked his legs wildly, and burst into tears like a river bursting its banks.

Even more comical was that the little mouth that had been stung by the fourth-order spirit bee swelled up at a visible speed. In just a few breaths, it swelled up high and looked like two plump sausages hanging from it.

"It hurts, it hurts, Daddy! Daddy, oh my god!"

The little boy cried and mumbled incoherently as he staggered to his feet and ran toward the main hall of the secret realm, his swollen, sausage-like lips trembling with each step.

The several Nascent Soul maidens exchanged glances, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and quickly followed.

Inside the main hall, Zhang Xuan was discussing some details of the Nine Domains Elders Council with You Wuyai when he heard the familiar yet deafening cry. He couldn't help but rub his forehead and smile bitterly.

“Lord Taishan, it seems that…” You Wuyai suppressed a laugh.

"Imperial Lord Wuya, please excuse my foolishness. That fellow must have gone to provoke the Queen Bee again." Zhang Xuan shook his head helplessly.

Before he could finish speaking, the palace door was flung open with a bang, and a small figure rushed in like a cannonball, heading straight for Zhang Xuan's arms.

"Daddy! Waaaaah... My lips hurt, the bugs are so naughty!"

The little boy clung tightly to Zhang Xuan's leg, tilting his head back and crying uncontrollably. His swollen little face looked as pitiful and comical as could be.

Looking at his over eighty-year-old "old son," Zhang Xuan's heart softened, and all traces of his former authority as a realm lord vanished.

He bent down, picked up the little guy, gently patted his back, and coaxed him softly, "Baby, don't cry, don't cry. Daddy will take a look... Ouch, it was a sting from a Jade Bee. You mustn't steal honey again next time, okay?"

The little guy sobbed, rubbing his swollen, painful mouth against Zhang Xuan's neck, and mumbled, "Sweet honey... naughty bug, Daddy blow on it!"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but chuckle. While circulating his gentle wood-elemental spiritual energy to help reduce the swelling and pain, he carried the boy and paced around the hall, coaxing him softly, "Okay, Daddy will blow on it, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Watching this heartwarming yet strange scene unfold, You Wuyai was filled with mixed emotions.

Who would have thought that the powerful Immortal Gourd Realm Master, who commands respect throughout the Nine Realms and is a decisive and ruthless late-stage True Immortal, would be such a loving father in private?

After coaxing the little one for a while, the crying gradually stopped and the redness and swelling subsided a bit, but the sausage lips were still obvious.

He seemed to have cried himself to sleep, clinging to Zhang Xuan's arms and refusing to get down, his little head nodding as he began to feel sleepy.

At that moment, his eyes caught sight of a beautifully decorated car parked in the open space outside the palace. He was instantly energized and all sleepiness vanished.

"Fire Cloud Chariot, ride the Fire Cloud Chariot!"

He squirmed in Zhang Xuan's arms, pointing outside and shouting.

This Fire Cloud Chariot was a fiftyth birthday gift from Jiao'er. It was a top-grade flying spirit treasure with incredible speed. Moreover, after recognizing its owner, it could change size at will, making it most suitable for a child of his size to drive.

"Your mouth still hurts, and you want to play with cars?" Zhang Xuan pinched his little nose.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, let's ride the bike!" The little guy struggled to get down.

Helpless, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to put him down and instructed him, "Ride slowly and don't go too far. Just play in the secret realm."

"I know!" the little boy cheered, ran to the fire cloud chariot, and climbed up on his hands and feet.

The fire cloud chariot was immediately adjusted to fit his size.

He gripped the two dragon-shaped handrails in front of the car with his little hands and stepped on the pedal with his little feet.

"call out--!!!"

A streak of crimson light shot out instantly, so fast that it left an afterimage in its place!

The Nascent Soul maidens were prepared and immediately transformed into several streaks of light to give chase.

"Hahaha! Flying! Whoosh—whoosh—! Boom! Bang!"

The little boy rode his bike at breakneck speed, making his own sound effects, sometimes imitating a dragon's roar, sometimes mimicking an explosion, having a great time.

Under his control, the Fire Cloud Chariot darted left and right, up and down, weaving through the secret realm and leaving behind a series of dazzling trails.

Although those Nascent Soul maidens were highly skilled, they still found it quite difficult to keep up with this top-grade flying spirit treasure at full power without harming the little guy. They could only barely trail behind.

Just as they were about to be overtaken, the little figure on the fire cloud chariot turned around and made a face, then suddenly shouted in a childish voice, "Please be careful when reversing, beep beep!"

Suddenly, the Fire Cloud Chariot made an extremely tricky U-turn, its crimson light tracing a perfect arc before it sped off in the opposite direction, nearly colliding with the pursuing maids.

Zhang Xuan and You Wuyai watched this scene from inside the hall, both shaking their heads and chuckling.

“This child has such boundless energy,” You Wuyai said.

“Just like his mother,” Zhang Xuan said with doting eyes. “In the early years, I was busy with cultivation and traveling, and I spent too little time with my children. But this little one, by chance, has allowed me to experience the mundane joys of being a father all over again, which is a kind of compensation.”

Just then, a cry of surprise came from outside, followed by a muffled thud and an even louder cry.

Zhang Xuan flashed and was already outside the hall.

The Fiery Cloud Chariot had overturned on a soft slope of spiritual grass, its wheels still spinning in the air.

The little guy was thrown out of the car and sat on the grass, covering his forehead, and a new round of wailing had begun.

"Waaaaah... Daddy... I fell and it hurt... I want Daddy to hold me!"

Zhang Xuan quickly stepped forward, checked him over, and found that he had only bumped his forehead and was otherwise unharmed.

He helped the fire-cloud chariot up, then took the crying little boy back into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Daddy's here. I told you to ride slower, but you didn't listen, did you?" Zhang Xuan gently rubbed his forehead, his tone reproachful.

The little one buried his face in Zhang Xuan's chest, squirming and whimpering, "Clinging to Daddy...want Daddy to hold me...don't want to get down..."

Zhang Xuan's heart softened, and she truly held him in her arms, slowly strolling through the secret realm, softly humming an unknown tune to soothe him.

Sunlight filtered through the mist and fell upon the father and son, creating a serene and heartwarming scene.

You Wuyai has quietly left, unwilling to disturb this precious time with his child.

Once the little guy was completely soothed, with tears and snot smeared on Zhang Xuan's clothes and his sausage lips almost gone, he regained his energy and struggled to get down.


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