After Running Away Pregnant, I Ended Up on the Wanted Lists of Both the Demon Venerable and the Immortal Venerable Chapter 62

Recently, Jian Zhen had found some new hobbies.

The dawn sun slowly rose from below the mountains. The person curled up in the bedding slowly burrowed out of the bed. Wrapped in the quilt, he yawned. Just as he was about to get up, another large hand reached out and scooped him back.

The Demon God was extremely domineering. Ye Jisheng’s voice was low and hoarse: “Sleep a little longer.”

Jian Zhen said, “We’ve already slept in bed for an entire day.”

A few days ago, Ye Jisheng had gone to the South Sea to quell sea yaos causing chaos. The South Sea was far away; the round trip took several days. A few days could not really be considered long, nor could it be called “absence makes the heart grow fonder,” but for the two who were usually almost inseparable, it counted as a rare separation.

Jian Zhen had thought he could live carefree for a few days, but Ye Jisheng made it all up within a single day.

Ye Jisheng even said with perfect justification, “What harm is there in sleeping a bit more?”

Jian Zhen: “……”

He would truly die.

To avoid such an embarrassing way of dying, 

Jian Zhen said, “No. Didn’t we recently make a friendly agreement with the Immortal Clan, Yao Clan, and Ghost Clan, allowing disciples of the various clans to exchange for study? That banquet was organized because Little Red begged me to handle it. But some disciples can’t get used to the Demon Clan’s food, and quite a few even fell ill. I don’t know whether they’re better these past two days. At the very least I have to go take a look.”

Ye Jisheng said, “What difficulty is there in that?”

Jian Zhen’s eyes lit up. “You have a solution?”

Ye Jisheng slowly sat up. The bedding slipped down, revealing a faintly visible robust chest and several red bite marks on his shoulders. His ink-black hair trailed down as the Demon God lazily propped his head with one hand, watching Jian Zhen dress, and said, “Those who can’t get used to it can pack up and get lost. Wouldn’t that solve it?”

Jian Zhen: “……”

Truly a simple and crude method.

The Demon Clan was a land of scorching heat, with sparse vegetation. Thus Demon Clan people favored meat and heavily seasoned, spicy foods. The Immortal and Yao Clans were two extremes. Immortal and Yao Clan disciples ate relatively light diets. Moreover, the Demon Clan’s demonic beast meat was rather tough and dry, but Demon Clan people were originally larger and more rugged in physique and had been accustomed to eating it for generations.

The young disciples of the other clans, however, were completely unaccustomed.

Jian Zhen thought for a moment and said, “I’ll go take a look. If those disciples truly can’t adapt, we’ll do as you say.”

Ye Jisheng nodded faintly and made to get up. “This Venerable will accompany you.”

Jian Zhen hurriedly said, “Don’t come!”

Ye Jisheng paused, narrowing his eyes dangerously. “Why?”

Since recovering his former memories and with the Three Realms at peace, the Demon God’s temperament had grown increasingly clingy, even somewhat childish at times.

Jian Zhen said honestly, “Because those young disciples will be afraid when they see you. At that point they won’t even dare speak. How could we communicate normally?”

Ye Jisheng gave a few cold laughs. “Does this Venerable look ferocious?”

“When would you need to rely on your looks to frighten them?” Jian Zhen said helplessly. “Just your name alone is enough to shock these disciples.”

There were gods in this world, but even gods had ranks.

Back then, with only half his demonic power, Ye Jisheng had already been unmatched in the Three Realms.

When a god underwent tribulation, each heavenly tribulation endured would increase their power once. Ye Jisheng had already endured three heavenly tribulations. Moreover, during tens of millions of years, he had even borne heavenly punishment curses while resisting two tribulations. Now his old injuries were completely healed. At full strength, he could be said to be the foremost person in the Three Realms.

Ye Jisheng said, “Two hours.”

Jian Zhen was puzzled. “What?”

“Two hours. If you do not return…” Ye Jisheng looked at him. “I will personally come find you.”

Jian Zhen: “…Alright.”

As for his Demon Lord’s always overbearing manner, what else could he do but indulge him!

Leaving the Demon Realm’s great hall, the sky stretched boundless. The peaceful Demon Realm city was extremely prosperous.

Jian Zhen arrived at the Wangyue Tower where the disciples lived. When he entered, he happened to see his own son coming out. This year Ye Lin was already ten years old. The ten-year-old child had grown quickly. Dressed in red, he was entirely different in style from his father Ye Jisheng, flamboyant. His appearance inherited Ye Jisheng’s bewitching handsomeness, but his brows resembled Jian Zhen’s. When he smiled, his eyes curved, looking extremely adorable, not the least bit intimidating.

Of course, if one truly thought he was harmless, there would only be nothing left of them.

When Little Red saw Jian Zhen, he rushed over and hugged him. “Daddy!”

Jian Zhen caught his son. Little Red had grown quickly; he was only half a head shorter than him now. The young boy carried a vibrant energy about him. He said, “Dad, why did you come?”

“I came to take a look. I heard quite a few disciples fell ill due to not adapting to the environment.” Jian Zhen said, “You’re not in your own sleeping palace, why are you at Wangyue Tower?”

Ye Lin sighed. A small child with great worries, he said, “It’s all because of Master. He insists I keep a closer eye on these senior and junior brothers. Otherwise next time he won’t let me return to Spirit Mountain.”

Jian Zhen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The year Little Red turned seven, he settled down at Spirit Mountain. He had spent three years fully digesting the Demon Clan’s knowledge, but the Immortal Clan’s spells at Spirit Mountain were even more vast; mastering them could not be done in just a year and a half. Back and forth, somehow, he ended up taking Immortal Venerable Fu Changhuan as his master.

At that time, Jian Zhen had originally worried whether it would succeed.

Unexpectedly, Little Red had said excitedly that no one would object, because he had beaten them all into submission.

Jian Zhen: “……”

And just like that, muddleheadedly, the Demon Clan’s future Demon Lord became the Immortal Clan’s eldest disciple.

Forget it.

Jian Zhen was a rather Buddhist-minded person. He believed that all things had their own fate and did not require excessive worry. Thinking of this, he felt much happier and said to his son, “Let’s go. We’ll check on those disciples.”

Ye Lin said, “Two disciples haven’t been able to eat anything these past few days. They’ve been fasting.”

Jian Zhen said, “That’s not a solution. Some disciples haven’t reached the cultivation level required for fasting. Forcing themselves not to eat will harm their bodies. I’ll go take a look.”

Entering the pavilion, they went into a disciple’s inner chamber and saw an Immortal Clan disciple sitting on a chair reading, his complexion somewhat poor.

When the disciple saw Jian Zhen enter, he hurriedly stood to salute. “Greetings, Lord…”

Jian Zhen stepped forward to steady him and said warmly, “No need for excessive courtesy. Strictly speaking, I was once a disciple of the Immortal Clan as well. Even now I must address your Immortal Venerable as senior brother. Now that you’ve come to the Demon Clan, do not feel distant. This is the first time the clans have exchanged disciples for study. If there is any lack of clothing or food, tell me.”

Several Immortal Clan disciples quickly stood and said, “Many thanks for the Lord’s hospitality. We are deeply grateful.”

Jian Zhen saw one disciple looking pale and said, “How has your diet been these past few days?”

The disciples’ expressions turned hesitant.

Jian Zhen formed a hand seal and let it fall between their brows. Green spiritual energy descended, carrying healing and purification effects, improving the disciples’ complexions somewhat.

Leaning against the doorway, Ye Lin said, “My father is asking you a question. Stop pretending. Is it that you’re not used to our Demon Clan’s meals?”

Having been exposed, the disciple found it hard to conceal and said, “Lord, we truly are somewhat unaccustomed…”

Jian Zhen said, “I understand. The Demon Lord and I mean that if any of you are unable to adapt to the environment, you may first return to the Immortal Clan. After all, your health is most important.”

Just as his words fell, unexpectedly, the disciples spoke in unison: “We will overcome it ourselves!”

Jian Zhen paused in confusion.

The disciples said:

“It’s not easy to have the opportunity to study in the Demon Clan.”

“Yes, we don’t want to give it up.”

“We ask the Lord to give us a chance!”

Jian Zhen smiled lightly. “I am only concerned for your health. If you are unwilling to return, then so be it.”

Only then did the disciples breathe a sigh of relief.

After leaving Wangyue Tower, Ye Lin walked beside Jian Zhen. Seeing Jian Zhen’s somewhat heavy expression and unable to bear his dad being unhappy, he directly said, “Dad, how about I just go drag them back!”

Jian Zhen quickly said, “No, no.”

Why were both father and son such simple and rough action-takers?

Ye Lin asked curiously, “Then what should we do? They can’t get used to our clan’s food.”

“If you ask me, they’re truly useless.” Ye Lin lifted his somewhat youthful little face and snorted lightly. “They only eat those soft and tender meats. Clear soup and plain water have no flavor at all. Didn’t I eat that way at Spirit Mountain too?”

Jian Zhen smiled. “And who is it that has the phoenix deliver dried meat and snacks to you every month?”

Ye Lin rubbed against Jian Zhen and acted cute. “Daddy is the best!”

Jian Zhen paused, thought for a moment, and when he raised his head again his eyes lit up. “I might have a solution.”

Ye Lin: “?”

Half a month later, 

A newly launched food quickly swept through the entire Wangyue Tower.

Yuan-yang hotpot: two choices, clear broth and spicy broth. Thinly sliced meat greatly solved the issue of roasted meat being too tough. People of different tastes from various clans could all eat it.

Not only that, Jian Zhen also taught the cafeteria cooks how to make fried chicken and milk tea and other foods. In less than a month, the disciples who had once looked sallow now all had rosy complexions. Some who had never eaten such foods became completely enamored. When they sent letters back, their words were so excited that the clan leaders of the other clans were pressured into sending letters to ask whether more exchange spots could be added. Recently, the calls from disciples wishing to apply to study in the Demon Clan had been overwhelmingly high.

When the cook sent a paper-crane voice message, Jian Zhen was soaking in a hot spring pool.

Ye Jisheng glanced sideways at him. “So happy?”

Jian Zhen nodded. “Happy. At least we didn’t put the child in a difficult position in front of his senior and junior brothers, and we also let the Three Realms see our Demon Clan’s strength. Whether it’s cuisine or ability, we lose to no one.”

Thinking of this, Jian Zhen suddenly had an idea. Somewhat excited, he said, “What if we open a hotpot shop and fried chicken shop in Demon City? When people from other clans come to Demon City, they can all eat these delicacies.”

Ye Jisheng said, “Leave such matters to Yan Ji to handle. You needn’t worry.”

Jian Zhen caught the tone. Looking at Ye Jisheng’s somewhat inscrutable expression, he smiled lightly and said, “I’m doing this for the good of the Demon Clan too. You’re not happy?”

Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and said, “What do you think?”

Jian Zhen remembered that these past days he had been busy running around because of the food matters and hadn’t had much time to keep Lord Demon God company, so naturally there were a few small emotions.

Thinking of this, Jian Zhen moved a little closer. He wasn’t wearing an outer robe while soaking in the hot spring, only a single inner garment. When he lifted his arm out of the water, his fair arm, slender and tender like a lotus root segment, fell into Ye Jisheng’s hand. His round eyes reflected Ye Jisheng’s figure as he smiled and said, “Lord Demon Venerable, how can you still be jealous of those little disciples?”

Ye Jisheng gave a cold laugh and said, “What do they have to do with me?”

Jian Zhen said, “Wasn’t I just a bit bored lately and looking for something to do? Actually, these past two days I’ve even adjusted the flavors of the milk tea again and came up with some other tastes. It’s a pity that Little Red has grown up and doesn’t love drinking milk tea as much anymore…”

As he spoke, he didn’t notice someone’s eyes change. Those red eyes glinted with a somewhat dangerous light and darkened slightly. “Bored?”

Jian Zhen suddenly felt that something was not good.

“Since Little Red has grown up and doesn’t love drinking milk tea anymore.” Ye Jisheng’s low, dark, hoarse voice fell. Before Jian Zhen could react, his wrist was gripped somewhat forcefully. Ripples spread across the surface of the hot spring pool. When his kiss fell, he said in a low voice, “Then this Venerable should also work a bit harder and give him a younger brother or sister, shouldn’t I?”

Jian Zhen, who was pressed down: “……”

Heavens and earth can bear witness, he will never talk nonsense again. He swears!!

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