Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1226: Brother Melon’s Insight

Zhongyuan Yidian could see Feiyun’s annoyance and explained: “It’s normal for men to have wives and concubines, especially someone as brilliant and handsome as yourself. A harem of three thousand wives is essential or it would be improper to be a rising star. Brother Ximen wanted to do you a favor because everyone would stand on your side after hearing the tales. Aquamoon Deity might refuse but they won’t, and when the people are on your side, so will justice.”

“You have a harem?” Feiyun said, not bothering to clarify the situation.

“I didn’t have a choice, the old men told me that given my ultimate talent, I needed to do that much for the clan. I had to sleep with a different woman each night since sixteen. It’s been a few centuries now, I don’t know how many wives I have.” He said: “Brother, although you don’t have as many as I do, I don’t look down on you. After all, it must be difficult being a half-demon but this is your chance for redemption, marry Aquamoon Saintess.”

“Damn it, you can definitely do this. Trust me, I’m an experienced veteran. There’s a wise saying about this, cultivation doesn’t matter because regardless of your cultivation, you’ll become sand in due time. That’s why the saintess needs to give birth to capable offspring, they’ll be your true legacy. Both of you are talented, so future generations look bright too.”

Feiyun was speechless. This was the first time someone implied how pathetic he was for having too few women.

Xuanyuan Yiyi was healing after eating a pill and heard their whispers. Her expression and complexion changed continuously, on the verge of suffering qi deviation.

“Brother, you are indeed the successor of an immemorial clan, your insight enlightened me today. My question is, aren’t you afraid of internal conflicts between all your wives? Maybe they’ll team up against you too.” Feiyun smiled.

The two of them didn’t care about the conference and talked about women instead.

“Haha, that’s funny. Given our cultivation, we cannot let them do as they please. We are heaven and they must be obedient.” Yidian said.

Feiyun understood their situation was different. His wives were arranged by his clan; he most likely had feelings for only a few of them.

Feiyun, on the other hand, cared about romance and love more, not wanting to treat them as slaves and servants due to his cultivation.

Yidian had a mysterious smile as he said: “If you truly want to learn how to tame women, then you need to learn from Ximen Chuixiao. He’s the real master, among his five consorts, he has someone from an immemorial grotto, a demon princess, and even a prostitute. Hmm, a beggar too, then there was a nun from an immemorial shrine who was converted by his flute. As you can see, there’s a variety in background and status yet he still kept them in line.”

“Really?” Feiyun said.

“He never told you? When I went to his imperial palace, he had a consort at the pseudo-saint level pouring drink for us. She was stronger but still treated him with reverence, I was so jealous, that’s the right way to live!” Yidian said.

Feiyun had talked to Chuixiao regarding women before but they never went into details. He would have asked for more tips had he known about the guy’s wisdom.

Fuck! No wonder why he keeps trying to push Jiutian Yanyu and Xuanyuan Yiyi, he must think that I can’t find women because I’m a half-demon too!

Is this sympathy or pity?

Yidian saw him standing there in silence and patted his shoulder: “Brother, don’t be down, you might be envious of our harems but others are envious of your love. Few can find true love in life. Although I have a hundred times, no, a thousand times more women than you, my true loves are only in the dozen... wait, I’m not trying to make you feel bad. Listen, if anyone dares to insult you about this, I will be the first to beat them down.”

“Whoosh!” Yiyi finally finished her recovery and unsheathed her sword, pointing at Yidian.

He shuddered and stared at Feiyun: “Brother, don’t be like us, focus on love and emotion, take good care of the saintess... I’m leaving...”

He moved away, frightened of her sword energy.

“Sorry, I didn’t know Ximen Chuixiao would cause so much trouble. I’ll publically correct this matter after the conference.” Feiyun said.

“No need, matters like this only get worse the more we try to correct.” Her eyes became normal and she regained her appearance resembling a secluded orchid flower.

Yidian suddenly ran back while carrying someone, shouting: “Brother, we gotta go save them!”

“What’s going on?” Feiyun frowned after seeing a beaten and bloodied Ximen Chuixiao on his back.

There was a hole in his back - a claw attack ripping away his flesh. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Ximen Chuixiao looked up; his hair was a mess while his face was covered in blood, completely unrecognizable.

“Br-bratho, ha-lp a-vonge me...” He sobbed and was not coherent due to his teeth being knocked out.

“What is he saying?” Feiyun couldn’t understand.

“He’s telling you to avenge him.” Yidian translated.

“Oh.” Although Feiyun wanted to mock his current state, time seemed to be of the essence.

Given his injuries, the scholar and Fairy Xue must be in danger as well.

“Wait here.” Feiyun activated his phoenix wings and traveled in the opposite direction.

After eighty thousand miles, he found the two being surrounded by nine rising stars, three of whom were at the pseudo level.

The scholar floated in the air and meditated, commanding the power of heaven and earth to create a void zone around him and Fairy Xue.

She was a daoist and sat back to back with him, creating a daoist mark as a second barrier.

The nine demons could not break the defenses.

“Go all out, they can’t keep this up forever!”

“Ox-dragon Sacred Descendant, didn’t you bring a saint artifact? Use it to break that strange technique, the daoist seal is not a problem.”

A man with a pair of ox horns opened his mouth and spewed out an aquamarine fan. It was full of runes and chaos energy, causing the sky to turn dark.

This weapon was known as Overwhelming, created by a powerful saint who was the man’s grandfather, hence his title.

Its appearance affected the flow of heaven and earth, doubling the pressure on the scholar and causing a streak of blood to stream from the corner of his mouth.

“What do we do now? They took out a saint artifact.” Fairy Xue sent him a telepathic message while her daoist mark trembled.

The scholar kept his eyes closed and calmly said: “Don’t worry, Brother Ximen went to seek reinforcement at the ruins. We’ll be saved if he finds Feiyun.”

“They have three pseudo-saints and a saint artifact, I don’t think Feiyun can handle this, and he might not be at the ruins either.” She didn’t have that much confidence in Feiyun due to the power of the opponents.

“Leave it to fate, I have read our fortune a while back - shock without danger with a hint of blood. My blood has been spilled so the crisis is over.” He said.

“You’re still making jokes at this point?” She said.

“Bam!” Feiyun appeared on the battlefield, looking majestic with his wings.

He glanced at the saint artifact and immediately released all of his beast souls.

“Boom!” Ox-dragon Sacred Descendant swung the fan. It became massive and unleashed a storm lifting everything off the ground - trees, beasts, mountains...