GB Chapter 62

The moment Qian Ren called out “Father,” Lüling was genuinely stunned. After a long pause, he sighed, “I was still wondering how to become your stepfather, but you actually said I’m your biological father? This is progressing too quickly, I really can’t accept it. I don’t even have a wife yet, and my son is already this big?”

Having finally overcome his inner resistance to call him “Father,” Qian Ren’s face instantly darkened when the other person didn’t respond. Knowing his temperament, Zhuge Qingtian quickly tugged at Lüling’s flowing hair as a warning, “Let me tell you, demonic cultivators have no regard for family. If you keep talking nonsense, he might just chop you up.”

Lüling absolutely had no doubt that Qian Ren could slice him open at any moment, yet even so, he still insisted on dying together with Zhuge Qingtian, struggling as he said, “Impossible, you talk way more than I do!”

Zhuge Qingtian didn’t object to this point, instead admitting readily, “Oh, he used to use my head as a ball.”

Looking at these two, Qian Ren’s melancholy mood from the truth vanished instantly. Suppressing the urge to beat them up, he coldly said, “Before the day ends, quickly retrieve your souls.”

Lüling had originally thought that Qian Ren seeing the scene of the Ghost Mother Curse going berserk would be painful even if he knew Qin Jiu was unconscious. Therefore, he deliberately joked around with Zhuge Qingtian, trying to let him vent his emotions on them. Who knew that Qian Ren wouldn’t cooperate. He had no choice but to become serious and advise, “Although I don’t know why you think I’m the Demon Lord, there’s one thing I can tell you for sure. She loves you more than anyone, and she hopes you can live more than anyone. So, if you’re feeling upset, just beat us up and don’t resent her.”

He had clearly lost all of his memories, yet when he said these words, his expression was extremely firm. Zhuge Qingtian was somewhat moved, but after thinking carefully, he realized something was off, “Wait, why do I have to be within the range of being beaten?”

“Because beating your own father is a monstrous crime!”

Lüling’s answer was very confident, but it didn’t stop Zhuge Qingtian from continuing to find problems. “Does adding me make any difference?”

The facts proved that this one was always most alert when it came to scheming against his son’s cultivation partner. He immediately gave a logical answer, “At least in other people’s eyes, this would be like killing family for a greater good?”

At this, Zhuge Qingtian glanced at him, finally recognizing a painful truth. He would rather fight the Demon Lord than hurt each other with Lüling, and said, “Master, please make sure to put the Demon Lord’s brain back in!”

Even he couldn’t stand this situation, so how could Qian Ren, with his temper, endure it? While they were bickering, he had already dug up the soul fragments buried underground. Now, he grabbed his own father and, expressionlessly, stuffed them into his mouth, “Don’t talk nonsense, open your mouth, and eat!”

Sigh, who is the son here after all…

Lüling was actually uncooperative because he didn’t want to be connected with the Demon Lord. Although everything here felt familiar, his intuition told him that these wouldn’t be good memories. If he could, he would rather appear before the Ghost Goddess in his current form, letting everything in the past be as if it had never happened.

Unfortunately, there was no choice now. The buried souls had all been stuffed to him by Qian Ren. The Ghost Goddess who couldn’t absorb the three souls and six spirits would only forever wander in the darkness. To save her, he could only recall everything and then find a solution.

Bifang had existed in the world for thousands of years, and his memories were plentiful. However, the beginning of all changes in his life was his farewell to the Dao Ancestor before he descended to the mortal realm.

At that time, sixteen years had passed since he had cast the scroll into reincarnation. Thinking that his Beauty Under the Moon had grown into an adult, he learned some common sense of humans from the newly ascended old Daoist at the Heavenly Palace’s library. He transformed into a human shape, ready to go to the mortal realm and meet her.

There was only one Bifang Bird in the world. Once he died, his species would become extinct. Thus, Bifang, who was protected by the Immortal Emperor as a rare celestial beast, had always lived freely. Thinking about how he had set the Heavenly Palace on fire in the past, and the Immortal Emperor had only scolded him a few times, now he was just going to the mortal realm for a stroll. He wouldn’t set fire, nor cause trouble, at most he would get a few years of confinement, so nothing major would happen.

His attitude was lighthearted, but the old Daoist sensed that something was wrong, and worriedly advised him, “Are you really going? The heavenly laws stipulate that immortals cannot interfere with the mortal realm…”

“I’m a bird, flying around is in accordance with the way of heaven. I went down for a stroll a thousand years ago and nothing happened…”

Back then, Bifang answered carelessly. But seeing that the old Daoist was being too nagging, he finally impatiently reassured him, “Alright, I’m just going to teach her cultivation, and once she becomes an immortal, we’ll ascend together. It’s only a matter of a hundred years, it’ll be quick.”

Long after becoming the Demon Lord, Bifang looked back at the past, and only then regretted that he had left too quickly. That was the only opportunity he had to turn back. At least back then, he was just lonely. He needed a creature to keep him company. What species or personality didn’t matter, as long as he had someone by his side. The Bifang back then was still a carefree celestial beast. He held pure curiosity towards all things, and he could be genuinely happy with just a few small things. He didn’t yet know what love was, what hate was, what letting go was, or what seeking but not obtaining meant.

Although he had transformed into human form, he still hadn’t truly become human.

The Bifang back then thought that immortals were humans before their ascension, only with different powers. Teaching her cultivation would be enough. He thought that with his thousand years of cultivation he could roam freely, but he didn’t understand that sometimes, humans don’t need power to kill another human.

The celestial beast, born from nature, did not know that being born as a mortal was suffering in itself. And he had personally cast his beloved Beauty Under the Moon into the most difficult realm for a woman, the mortal world.

During his days in the Immortal Realm, Bifang was always accompanied by the “Beauty Under the Moon” painting. He was already very familiar with her soul aura. After arriving in the mortal realm, he found her trace not long after.

She had reincarnated into an official family in the Jiangnan region, as the second young miss of the Qin family. This was originally a good identity. Unfortunately, her birth mother had died early, and with her almost celestial beauty, she had not been favored by her father’s wife since childhood. As she grew older, she became more worried about her future prospects. Recently, she had heard that the family intended to send her to a powerful official in the court to help her elder brother in his career, so, in anxiety and distress, she could only wander the garden for solace.

However, perhaps today she was truly out of luck. Just as she was sighing at the withered flowers, her body suddenly became light. She turned back in some fear, only to find a tall, dark-clothed man lifting her from behind. Clearly, his features were cold and resolute, but he was smiling in an extremely bright manner. Being good-looking had its advantages, he was quite pleasant to look at when he smiled. The aura around him made her feel somewhat familiar, as if she had known him for a long time. However, being good-looking didn’t justify casually hugging a young lady who hadn’t even left her home yet!

Glaring at him fiercely, she struggled in vain. She had no choice but to threaten him with the hairpin she took out, “You… you lecher! Let go of me!”

Bifang only had one leg. In the past, he had always used his claws to hold down the scroll, and then lifted it with his wings. At this moment, he was doing the action he was most accustomed to, only his wings had become his arms. Indeed she was much heavier than she had been in the past. However, he was strong enough to lift her easily.

Fortunately, although Bifang had never dealt with people, he understood that he shouldn’t use his legs on women. This was just a thought that he didn’t manage to say out loud, which was why their first meeting didn’t turn out even more tragic. Although what he said next was not any better. The face that he had been staring at on the scroll day and night finally became alive. Although the woman was wearing mortal clothes, not as ethereal and elegant as the white clothes in the painting, she looked quite charming.

He had never thought that she could have any other expressions besides the one in the painting. Now, seeing her, he finally had the feeling that the Beauty Under the Moon who had been with him for a hundred years was truly alive. He was immediately excited and said, “My wife, you can finally speak! Say it again, I want to hear!”

The woman never imagined that there could be such a shameless person in the world. Not only did he flirt with a woman in broad daylight, he was also so calm and collected. She didn’t care about her manners, and to stop him from continuing his light and frivolous ways, she slapped him, angrily saying, “You audacious scoundrel, who is your wife!”

Why did he get slapped when he met his wife? He clearly burned down the Heavenly Palace three times and the Immortal Emperor hadn’t hit him! Is this what the immortals call foreplay? But when phoenixes fell for each other, they would just live in the same nest, and there was never any wings flapping.

The long-awaited reunion turned out like this, and Bifang felt very wronged. He subconsciously wanted to set something on fire to release his anger. But after looking at the woman, whose expression was different from the painting and extremely lively, he suddenly came to a realization, “That’s right, she was just a painting back then. She probably doesn’t remember me.”

Thinking of this, he realized that he needed to introduce himself. With the straightforward nature of a celestial beast, he raised his face and straightforwardly said, “I am Bifang. I turned into a human to marry you, are you surprised? Unexpected?”

“You, let go of me, you rogue!”

The woman didn’t really understand what he was saying. Bifang didn’t look like a decent person, so she didn’t dare to actually use her hairpin to provoke him. But seeing his face get closer, she couldn’t bear being touched so carelessly. Her face went pale, and she subconsciously slapped him again, resulting in two symmetrical handprints.

Back then, the Old Man of the Moon clearly promised that this Beauty Under the Moon would definitely be as gentle and infatuated as the legendary Epiphyllum flower fairy. No matter what he did, she wouldn’t run away like the other immortals. This was not what they agreed on! That old man was indeed fooling him!

At this point, Bifang was really stunned. He didn’t even notice his wife taking the chance to escape from his grasp. When he recovered, and after glancing at the family guards surrounding him, only one sad thought surrounded his mind—

The old phoenix said that a bird like him who would burn down another person’s immortal palace at the drop of a hat was not liked by any female immortals. Even the female celestial beasts would avoid him. If his painting had a consciousness, she would also stay far away from him. Seeing the current situation, was this going to become true?

The author has something to say: Bifang: Old Man of the Moon, this is not what we agreed on!

Zhuge Qingtian: This is an embarrassing straight man’s attempt to flirt, I can’t bear to look!

Qian Ren: So being unpopular is a hereditary trait of the Bi family…

Zhuge Qingtian: You are even worse than him, try flirting with me! Come, if you dare hug me, I dare to kiss!

Qian Ren: I just want to see your unsatisfied look.

Zhuge Qingtian: You wicked devil!