They Are Archenemies, But They Have A Child - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: The Scented Balm

You Su Qiān’s eyes showed unwillingness. He formed hand seals, attempting to find another solution, but as soon as he moved, his previously vigorous body rapidly wilted like a deflating balloon. He looked on in panic as his spiritual power drained away, grabbing wildly in an attempt to retain the abundant power, but all was in vain.

“Impossible… Impossible… Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Ah—!”

You Su Qiān’s shrill scream echoed through the entire Yùtián Village.

“We succeeded! We succeeded!!”

“We succeeded!!”

In the nearby jungle, the villagers looked at the destroyed Spirit Gathering Array and felt the wind and waves cease. They embraced each other excitedly.

The group of rat demons, who had just finished gnawing on the core of the array and were still wiping their mouths by the ruins, unconsciously smiled with satisfaction.

“Thank you!” Sister-in-law Lí was excited but also somewhat wary of approaching them.

The leading rat demon patriarch waved his hand, chewing as he spoke. “No need to thank us. Yùtián Village is our home too.”

…

“Impossible… How could this happen?” You Su Qiān lay weakly in the mud. His right hand and right leg had reverted to their original crippled state, as if everything before had been just a long dream.

Leng Licí looked down at You Su Qiān, a flash of mockery in his eyes. “Truly foolish as always.”

Yun Qingwu walked forward coldly, looking at You Su Qiān. “Even if the array hadn’t been broken today, you would have exploded sooner or later. Who exactly is the person behind you?”

You Su Qiān was stunned for a moment, then laughed hysterically. “I won’t tell you! I won’t tell you!”

Amidst the laughter, he coughed violently. “Why… why could I only get this far? Clearly, I am the rightful one! I am…”

You Su Qiān’s breath faded, leaving him staring at the sky with only resentment and unwillingness.

“Shiny, gone now.” Little Dāo reached out and grabbed at the empty air.

Yun Qingwu walked over and picked up Little Dāo. He had almost forgotten that Little Dāo’s true form was the Ancient Azure Lamp, which naturally possessed the ability to absorb the power of nature.

He looked at the others. “What exactly happened?”

Liu Yu briefly explained the beginning and end of the matter, then pointed at Jì Lín, complaining, “The key item was the hairpin, but this person is so rotten that he kept a fake one on him! He truly dragged down the progress of the entire team!”

Jì Lín glared back at Liu Yu, unconvinced. “What, now you’re not saying we’re all one person?”

Liu Yu was exasperated. “Look at him!”

Cuī Yóu put an arm around each of their shoulders. “Alright, since you are all one person, stop arguing endlessly. The urgent matter now is to return to the Heavenly Realm.”

Yun Qingwu nodded. He looked at Leng Licí. “A-Cí, are you coming with me?”

Leng Licí snatched Little Dāo over and said coldly, “No.”

He then looked away, adding stiffly, “You go quickly and come back quickly.”

The Crazy Old Man walked forward, his gaze lingering on Leng Licí’s face. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end, he only said, “Can you give me a little more time? I want to say goodbye to the folks in the village.”

Leng Licí sounded annoyed. “Stop stalling. Be quick about it.”

Yun Qingwu chuckled softly, leaning in to whisper, “I thought you would refuse.”

Leng Licí shot him a cold look and walked toward the small courtyard.

…

They hadn’t walked far before they ran into Yang Yuanli, who was rushing over. Leng Licí’s eyes sharpened with vigilance. He drew his bone sword. “You still dare to come back.”

Yang Yuanli ignored Leng Licí and looked at Yun Qingwu. “Senior Brother, I need to talk to you alone.”

Leng Licí immediately stood in front of Yun Qingwu. “Absolutely not.”

Yun Qingwu found it amusing. “Don’t worry. Purely in terms of combat strength, he can’t harm me.”

Leng Licí still didn’t look like he would budge. Yun Qingwu had to say, “Then how about you come with me?”

Only then did Leng Licí reluctantly concede and put his bone sword away.

The three ended up standing by the now-calm seaside, the atmosphere becoming inexplicably awkward.

Yang Yuanli was exasperated. “Yun Qingwu, have you lost the ability to act alone? You have to bring your whole family to talk?”

Leng Licí stared at Yang Yuanli, his eyes chillingly cold. “Spit it out, if you have something to say. Less nonsense.”

Yang Yuanli was furious but helpless.

Yun Qingwu: “Junior Brother, what do you have to say?”

Yang Yuanli composed himself. “The Scarlet Flame God Lord’s biological son is him, not you, correct?”

Yun Qingwu was not surprised that Yang Yuanli had guessed. He nodded. “Yes.”

Yang Yuanli took a deep breath. “Do you plan to announce this to the Three Realms? Have you considered the consequences? You want everything to return to its original place, but even if he has half-God Clan blood, he is still an infamous demon! How can he become the Lord Prime, the future Heavenly Emperor?!”

“Who cares about that wretched position in your Heavenly Realm?” Leng Licí sneered, a look of contempt in his eyes.

Yun Qingwu was composed and serious. “Regardless of whether everything returns to its original place, the truth is the truth. The truth needs to be known, doesn’t it?”

Yang Yuanli: “Senior Brother, you are not a rebellious person. You should know how to weigh the pros and cons.”

Yun Qingwu smiled. “Junior Brother, you are also not a person who strictly follows the rules. Why are you afraid of this collapse of order now?”

Yang Yuanli was momentarily speechless. In the end, he turned his back and said coldly, “In short, I will not agree to Leng Licí becoming the Lord Prime, let alone the Heavenly Emperor.”

With that, he didn’t wait for Yun Qingwu’s reply and returned directly to the Heavenly Realm.

Leng Licí glanced at Yang Yuanli’s retreating figure and scoffed. “He doesn’t agree? Then this Lord should genuinely sit in the Heavenly Emperor’s seat and let him see with his own eyes how the Heavenly Realm turns into a demon’s backyard.”

Yun Qingwu looked sideways at Leng Licí. “Grandfather God is only not acting because he chooses not to. If he acts, the two of us together might not be his match.”

Leng Licí let out a tch and walked back the way they came. “If you hadn’t messed up my plan, he might not be my match right now.”

Yun Qingwu laughed and quickly caught up, forcing his hand into Leng Licí’s. “If you cultivate through the righteous path, I believe in time, you can surpass him too.”

The corner of Leng Licí’s mouth curled up subtly, then was quickly smoothed out.

Those words sound moderately pleasing to the ear.

…

The two returned to the small courtyard. Before entering, they heard lively chatter inside.

“Crazy Old Man, now that you’ve finally returned to normal, why do you have to leave?”

“Although we used to curse you a lot, now that you’re actually leaving, sigh, we’ll actually miss you a bit.”

The Crazy Old Man smiled, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture. “Thank you all for taking care of me over the years.”

Everyone waved their hands. “Hey, don’t be a stranger. We’re all neighbors, so we should help each other.”

Sister-in-law Lí, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the foxes surrounding the Crazy Old Man and asked, “What are you going to do with these foxes?”

The Crazy Old Man stroked a white fox’s head, clearly worried. “I can’t take them with me. If there’s no other way, I’ll have to release them.”

“I’ll raise them for you! Don’t release them. If these foxes could survive in the wild, you wouldn’t have had to raise them until now.” Sister-in-law Lí waved her hand, making a decision.

“I can raise them too!”

“Me too!”

Others also responded eagerly.

The Crazy Old Man was moved. “Thank you all. I thank you all on their behalf.”

“It’s nothing. After seeing them for so long, they’re quite beautiful!” Sister-in-law Lí laughed.

The others also began to laugh.

Leng Licí and Yun Qingwu walked in, witnessing this harmonious scene.

Yun Qingwu: “This time, the collaboration between humans, demons, and gods accomplished something. Perhaps this will become commonplace in the Three Realms in the future.”

Leng Licí retracted his gaze and walked toward the bedroom. “The Lord Prime always has some impractical ideas.”

Yun Qingwu followed him. “We live in this world for such a long time; we must have some impractical ideas.”

Leng Licí opened the door, pulled Yun Qingwu in, pressed him against the door, and kissed him without a word. “The Lord Prime has the time; why not do something practical?”

Yun Qingwu readily returned the kiss.

They were due for a brief separation tomorrow morning, so at this moment, they didn’t care about anything else, wanting only to follow their most instinctual desires: to possess the other, or to be possessed by the other.

Outer garments fell to the floor, piled on top of each other. The two entangled bodies moved toward the inner room. The air in the room grew hot and scorching with the drop of each piece of clothing.

Yun Qingwu’s right hand reached for Leng Licí’s waist sash, intending to untie it, but he felt a raised object.

He asked during a break in the kissing, “What is this?”

As he asked, he took the object out.

Leng Licí’s eyes flicked away for a moment, then focused back, a hint of eagerness hidden beneath his seemingly calm gaze. “An interesting item from the mortal realm.”

Yun Qingwu brought it close and instantly recognized the object’s true form—a box of Osmanthus scented balm.

He paused, then kissed Leng Licí again, teasingly remarking, “Has the Demon Lord become addicted and can’t wait to graduate from training?”

Leng Licí bit Yun Qingwu’s neck hard, trying to snatch the Osmanthus balm back, but Yun Qingwu shifted, making Leng Licí miss.

In the brief moment before Leng Licí pounced again, Yun Qingwu unscrewed the lid of the small box, dipped his finger into it, and, the moment Leng Licí embraced him again, applied it to Leng Licí’s neck.

He lowered his head and sniffed. “Mmm, it truly smells wonderful.”

Leng Licí’s eyes darkened. Eight tails suddenly appeared with a pēng, wrapping around the person on top of him eagerly. As they kissed again, Leng Licí retrieved the Osmanthus balm, his voice hoarse. “It has a more fragrant use, one I want to try today.”

Yun Qingwu laughed softly. “Alright. It’s rare for the Demon Lord to make a request. How could I not satisfy you?”

“What smells good? Little Dāo wants some too!”

In the tender and ambiguous atmosphere, an ill-timed, childish voice rang out.

Both froze, subconsciously glancing at each other, then sighing in relief.

Good thing they hadn’t gotten to the last piece of clothing.

After the initial shock subsided, Leng Licí was left only with annoyance. “Why are you in the room again?”

Little Dāo blinked her eyes, wronged. “Little Dāo was waiting for A-dàd and Daddy to come back to sleep.”

Yun Qingwu took a deep breath, forcing himself to appear calm. He walked to the outer room, picking up the scattered clothes one by one and putting them on himself and Leng Licí. He then looked at Little Dāo. “Little children can’t use this. Next time, Daddy will buy Little Dāo something even more fragrant, okay?”

Little Dāo smiled brightly. “Okay!”

Leng Licí stared at Little Dāo, still unwilling to give up. He walked over, intending to pick Little Dāo up from the bed. “Go stay next door for a while.”

Little Dāo refused to cooperate, lying straight back down and closing her eyes. “Little Dāo is sleepy and wants to sleep!”

Leng Licí: “…”

Yun Qingwu tugged at Leng Licí’s wrist and whispered close to his ear, “It looks like we’ll have to wait until next time to experience just how fragrant this balm is.”

Leng Licí’s face darkened another shade.

Yun Qingwu found the sight amusing and laughed out loud. He climbed onto the bed, lay down on the inner side of Little Dāo, and patted the outer side. “Come on. Tonight, the three of us will just talk under the blanket.”

Leng Licí frowned, standing by the bed for a while. Finally, he sullenly lay down, turning his back to Yun Qingwu.