When a "Sea King" is Bound to a System [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 57.2

When she said hungry, she glanced at Fú Níng, the look in her eyes shifting. Fú Níng found it increasingly difficult to control herself. If there weren’t people around, she would have immediately pounced on her and enjoyed her beautiful meal.

Jiāng Yān knew what she was thinking. She looked at her sideways, her eyes filled with affection, exuding an air of seduction.

She admitted she was doing it on purpose. Who told her to always bully her? This was just a small punishment.

After the waiter left, Fú Níng pulled Jiāng Yān into her arms, nuzzling her neck. “Are you doing that on purpose?”

“What are you talking about? Are you doing what on purpose? I don’t understand.” Jiāng Yān pretended to be innocent, blinking at her, the corners of her eyes and brows hinting at flirtatiousness.

Fú Níng buried her face in her shoulder, her voice wronged. “You are doing it on purpose.”

Jiāng Yān smiled, as cunning as a fox.

After eating their fill, Fú Níng was eager to return. Jiāng Yān was not in a hurry at all. She even wanted to wander around the lively market. Anyway, there wasn’t much time left. She would just wait until Chí Jiè’s wedding before going back. Who knew when she would be able to come out next time?

“Do you think Chí Jiè pleading for Mèi Lí was truly just because he couldn’t bear to kill?” Jiāng Yān asked.

She felt that Chí Jiè somewhat liked Mèi Lí. Otherwise, after being treated like that, he wouldn’t be unable to harden his heart.

Fú Níng was simple-minded in all matters except when dealing with Jiāng Yān, a true straight arrow.

“Probably. What else could it be but liking? Chí Jiè laid hands on Mèi Lí back then, and Mèi Lí chased him for over ten thousand years. Now that the roles are reversed, the situation should be similar. It’s just that this young master Chí has a kind nature, which is why he stopped his father from beating Mèi Lí to death.”

Jiāng Yān knew that discussing it with her was pointless, so she didn’t say anything more. She sat in the city’s largest tree, waiting for dawn.

Yáo Jī discovered Jiǔ Yè Xī was missing on a very ordinary morning. She didn’t know why she had woken up so late. The spot beside her was empty when she woke up.

She searched everywhere but couldn’t find the fox, and even the Divine Venerable was absent. The entire Mount Sumeru was quiet, and she started to panic.

It wasn’t until she asked the flower and plant spirits on the mountain that Yáo Jī learned the little fox had snuck out.

Yáo Jī had no choice but to put down her work and go look for her little fox. She finally found the freeloading Jiǔ Yè Xī in a bustling mortal town.

Jiǔ Yè Xī was speaking nicely to the shāobǐng (flatbread) selling lady, asking for a shāobǐng without paying. The lady handed the shāobǐng to her, but it was intercepted. Just as she was about to curse, she saw the familiar face and immediately bolted.

Yáo Jī smiled faintly, paid the lady, took the shāobǐng, and went after the little fox.

This little thing ran quite fast. In the blink of an eye, she was gone, but Yáo Jī wasn’t worried at all. She followed leisurely, keeping a distance, and every time Jiǔ Yè Xī thought she had lost her, she would reappear shortly after.

Yáo Jī thoroughly enjoyed this cat-and-mouse game. The little thing couldn’t escape her grasp anyway.

Jiǔ Yè Xī hated it very much. Not only did she hate it, but she wanted to cry.

Why couldn’t she shake off this clingy person?

The two walked further and further, gradually moving away from human settlements and entering a remote, barren mountain.

The fact that Jiǔ Yè Xī was the Demon Princess was already well-known among the demons. The Demon King had issued an order that if the Princess was seen, she must be brought back. The minor demons were also determined to find Jiǔ Yè Xī to gain the Demon King’s favor.

Jiǔ Yè Xī hadn’t expected to encounter demons here, and two greater demons at that. With her cultivation, she couldn’t defeat them.

At the crucial moment, Yáo Jī disappeared, leaving her alone to face the two demons, a wolf and a leopard, trembling in fear.

“Great Princess, please come back with us. The Demon King misses you very much.”

The wolf demon was very polite. He did not want to hurt Jiǔ Yè Xī; he only wanted to bring her back.

The leopard demon showed its sharp claws and fangs, roaring to intimidate Jiǔ Yè Xī. Jiǔ Yè Xī shivered in fear and revealed her true form.

Death is a certainty. No matter what, she wouldn’t go back!

The leopard demon was very impulsive and rushed toward Jiǔ Yè Xī, ignoring the wolf demon’s warning.

Jiǔ Yè Xī thought she was doomed, but the expected pain didn’t come. Instead, she fell into a warm embrace.

“It’s alright. Don’t be afraid.”

A familiar, gentle voice came from beside her ear, calming her emotions. She slowly opened her eyes. Yáo Jī was looking at her with a gentle expression.

Jiǔ Yè Xī said nothing, burying her face in Yáo Jī’s arms. She thought she was going to die. Thank goodness she was here.

Yáo Jī patted her back, comforting her softly. “Don’t be afraid. Big Sister will protect you.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī quietly hummed “Mmm,” and then said nothing more. She didn’t know what to say. After all, she was the one who had tried to run away before. Yáo Jī must be very angry.

After comforting the little fox, Yáo Jī looked up at the two demons kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

“Will you destroy your own core, or should I do it myself?”

In fact, there was no difference between the two ways of dying, except that Yáo Jī’s intervention might be slightly more painful.

The wolf demon immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy. “Divine Monarch, spare us. We only wanted to take the Great Princess back to the Demon Realm and did not intend to harm her.”

Yáo Jī looked at him coldly, then at the leopard demon beside him. “Is that what you think too?”

The leopard demon quickly said, “Yes, yes, yes. We only wanted to take the Princess back. We did not want to harm her. We beg the Divine Monarch to see clearly.”

Yáo Jī gave a cold laugh, crushed the leopard demon’s core, acting quickly and killing him in a single blow.

The wolf demon froze completely, lying on the ground, not daring to move.

“Go back and tell the Demon King that Xī Xī is under my care. Those who are not afraid of death can come and look for trouble with her.”

This leopard demon clearly harbored murderous intent toward the little fox. She just didn’t know who was behind her.

The Demon Clan’s situation was complex now. It was normal for the Demon Queen and her daughter to do such things to prevent the little fox from taking the Demon King’s favor. But if this leopard demon was the Demon King’s person, then the little fox’s situation was dangerous.

Thinking of this, a deep light flashed in Yáo Jī’s eyes. She took Jiǔ Yè Xī and left.

The wolf demon had escaped death. It took him a long time to get up from the ground, his thick fur soaked with cold sweat. The wind made him shiver.

Yáo Jī took Jiǔ Yè Xī back to the previous small town and entered an inn, placing her on the bed.

“Were you scared?”

Jiǔ Yè Xī nodded sadly and said weakly, “Can we not sleep? I haven’t calmed down yet.”

Yáo Jī: “…” Did she look like a lust-filled fiend?

She reached out and touched Jiǔ Yè Xī’s cheek, then tucked the blanket around her. “Sleep for a while. I’ll take you to eat delicious food when you wake up.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī was caught off guard by Yáo Jī’s sudden thoughtfulness. She blinked twice and asked, “You’re not mad that I snuck out?”

“I was going to punish you severely, but seeing how pitiful you are, I’ll let it go.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī: Do I have to thank those two demons?

Seeing Yáo Jī being so easy to talk to, Jiǔ Yè Xī became bolder and insisted that Yáo Jī sing to her to help her sleep.

“I’m not a good singer. When we return to Mount Sumeru, I’ll ask Divine Monarch Qīng Yīn to sing for you.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī pouted. “Divine Monarch Qīng Yīn said that when you presided over the sacrifices before, you were the one who led everyone in chanting prayers, and that you sing much better than she does.”

“How would she tell you this?” Yáo Jī was puzzled.

Jiǔ Yè Xī stopped talking. Of course, she went to inquire because she wanted to know more about her. By asking a little from each of the nine Divine Monarchs, she now knew most of Yáo Jī’s past.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Are you hiding something from me?” Yáo Jī moved closer, rubbing her nose against Jiǔ Yè Xī’s.

Jiǔ Yè Xī tilted her head and pouted. “I just overheard it by chance. Please sing quickly, or I won’t be able to sleep.”

“Can’t sleep? Then let’s do something that will make you sleep.” Yáo Jī leaned in closer. Jiǔ Yè Xī was so startled that she buried her face in the blanket, only revealing a pair of slender eyes.

“Suddenly, I can sleep! Stay away from me. I need to sleep!”

Yáo Jī couldn’t help but laugh. She sat up straight, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching her sleep. Jiǔ Yè Xī hadn’t been sleepy initially, but as she pretended, she eventually drifted off to sleep.

After days of chasing and fleeing, neither of them had rested well. This sleep was so deep that they didn’t wake up until evening.

Yáo Jī was sitting at the table with a book in her hand. Hearing Jiǔ Yè Xī wake up, she put down the book and walked over, smiling. “Did you sleep enough?”

Jiǔ Yè Xī: “Enough… I think so.”

Yáo Jī immediately hugged her and whispered in her ear, “I haven’t had enough yet. What should I do?”

Jiǔ Yè Xī instantly transformed back into her original form and escaped from her arms, running to the door before transforming back into human form. She dashed out without even putting on her shoes.

“I’ll take you to eat delicious food! There’s a lot of great food here!”

Yáo Jī smiled, picked up her shoes, and walked out. Before she reached the stairs, she stopped her and personally put on her shoes for her.

Jiǔ Yè Xī saw the strange looks from the people coming and going toward them. She wanted to ask Yáo Jī to stop, but seeing her earnest expression, a strange sense of satisfaction grew in her heart.

What does the attention of others matter? She wasn’t living for others anyway. As long as she liked it, that was enough.

With her shoes on, Jiǔ Yè Xī took Yáo Jī’s hand and left the inn to look for the delicacies she had mentioned.

“Let me tell you, if you want delicious food, you absolutely shouldn’t go to restaurants. You have to look on the roadside. You might accidentally find something very tasty.”

Following this principle, Yáo Jī’s arms were soon filled with snacks. They also ate húndùn (wontons) at an old woman’s stall. Jiǔ Yè Xī was very generous with Yáo Jī’s money, casually handing over a silver ingot.

Yáo Jī watched her, her eyes filled with doting affection.

This little thing only buys things from older people. She seems careless, but she’s actually very thoughtful.

Tired from walking, the two of them sat by a lotus pond, gazing at the moon. Jiǔ Yè Xī asked Yáo Jī, “When I was little, my mother told me that there is a beautiful Gǔnghán Immortal Maiden and a moon rabbit pounding medicine in the Moon Palace. Is it true?”

Yáo Jī smiled mysteriously and placed the food in her hand on the ground. “Want to go see?”

“Can I go?” Although Jiǔ Yè Xī asked this, her eyes were full of anticipation.

Yáo Jī put her arm around her waist and, bathed in the cool moonlight, flew toward the glowing white jade plate.

Jiǔ Yè Xī was excited, and her fox ears popped out.

“Xī Xī,” Yáo Jī called her name.

“Hmm?” Jiǔ Yè Xī turned to look at her.

Yáo Jī looked at the adorable fox, the corners of her lips slightly raised. “Your ears are out.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī exclaimed “Ah,” and quickly pulled her ears back, lowering her head shyly.

She only lost control of her magical power and revealed her tail and ears during intimate moments. She was merely curious just now, so why did her ears come out?

How embarrassing.

Yáo Jī looked at her pink ear tips, the curve of her lips widening. She flung her sleeve, immediately bringing the person to the Moon Palace.

The immortal attendant recognized her and quickly ushered her in, inviting Yín Què as well.

“Are you still pounding medicine every day?”

Yáo Jī always liked to tease Yín Què, mocking her every time she saw her.

“You’re the one who pounds medicine every day! I’m an honored guest here. How could I pound medicine?”

The moment she finished speaking, a serene beauty in a moon-white, long-sleeved dress came over. She was very polite to Yáo Jī.

“Divine Monarch Yáo Jī, please have a seat. I have already sent someone to brew tea.”

Yáo Jī glanced at the person who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, now becoming incredibly docile. She thought, The Gǔanghán Immortal Maiden is a good teacher, taming a naughty rabbit to be so obedient.

I wonder when my little fox will stop being a worry.

Foxes and rabbits are natural enemies, yet Jiǔ Yè Xī and Yín Què got along very well, secretly complaining about their respective partners, regretting not meeting sooner.

Yáo Jī and the Gǔanghán Immortal Maiden could tolerate it initially, but the two of them became more and more outrageous, almost exposing all their secrets.

The Gǔanghán Immortal Maiden put down her teacup and said to Yáo Jī, “Divine Monarch, please stay here for the night. The room has been arranged. We won’t disturb you two.”

She said this and pulled the rabbit away, ignoring Yín Què’s struggle.

Jiǔ Yè Xī was unhappy about losing her playmate. “The Gǔanghán Immortal Maiden is too petty. I was just talking to her little rabbit. It’s not like I would run off with him!”

“She’s not afraid you’ll run off with him. You’re wasting their time.”

“What time?”

Yáo Jī put her arm around her waist and whispered, “Silly fox.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī: “Why are you calling me silly? How am I silly?”

Yáo Jī waved her sleeve, and the two of them were instantly in a beautifully decorated room. Yáo Jī extinguished all the illuminating night-shining pearls, her voice slightly hoarse. “You’ll know in a moment.”

Jiǔ Yè Xī suddenly decided she didn’t want to know. Silly is fine, but Yáo Jī didn’t give her a chance, keeping her busy with her ‘enlightenment’ all night.

…

Jiāng Yān and Fú Níng stayed in the mortal world for a long time, witnessing Chí Jiè’s wedding and seeing Mèi Lí, dragging his sick body, go to the Zhào family. He returned the poem Chí Jiè had written for him, smiling as he wished him a happy wedding and eternal harmony.

Chí Jiè smiled coolly, without much warmth, merely saying thank you and leaving, paying Mèi Lí no mind.

Mèi Lí left and went alone to a place they often visited, smiling as he died.

Chí Jiè was married and appeared to be a respectful and harmonious couple. Miss Zhào was a modest and understanding young lady. She praised Chí Jiè wherever she went. For three years, the two were inseparable, and everyone was envious.

Only the two parties knew that things were not as they appeared. Miss Zhào had no children after three years, and Old Master Chí and his wife were very unhappy. They constantly pressured him to take medicine and see doctors. Chí Jiè was forced to tell the truth.

He had never touched Miss Zhào. Even when they slept in the same bed, he hadn’t lifted a finger to her.

Old Master Chí was utterly bewildered and asked his son why. Chí Jiè’s eyes were bloodshot. He told his father that he did not like women.

Old Master Chí was shocked beyond measure. From then on, he never pressured Miss Zhào again.

Because of the suppressed melancholy in his heart, Chí Jiè’s health declined day by day. When he was bedridden with illness, he arranged the best future for Miss Zhào, wrote a divorce letter, and gave her all his savings. The Chí family also felt they owed her, so they gave her half the family assets and promised to always treat her like a daughter, ensuring she would have two families in the future.

On the day Chí Jiè passed away, Miss Zhào cried uncontrollably, almost fainting.

Jiāng Yān sighed softly and said to Fú Níng, “Let’s go. There’s nothing more to see. Every life will probably be like this from now on. An arrogant person who says one thing but means another will never find love.”

The two of them returned to Mount Sumeru. Bì Líng, who was skilled in medicine, immediately saw that Fú Níng was pregnant and smiled at Jiāng Yān. “Congratulations, Divine Venerable. We will soon have a little Divine Monarch on Mount Sumeru.”

Jiāng Yān and Fú Níng were both stunned. Before, they had only said they would try, and they weren’t sure it would be successful. Later, they forgot about the matter. They hadn’t expected to return from the mortal world to find it had actually happened.

Jiāng Yān was a little confused. After a few seconds, she placed her hand on Fú Níng’s belly, which was flat, feeling nothing.

“Is there anything that needs attention?”

Although her own medical skills were excellent, she still had to ask a professional to feel at ease.

“There’s nothing to worry about. If I had to say anything, Divine Venerable, please be mindful of your bedroom activities. Although the Divine Consort’s pregnancy is different from a mortal woman’s, she still needs to be careful, doesn’t she?”

Bì Líng was a doctor and spoke without reservation. Jiāng Yān listened with an embarrassed expression, nodding repeatedly.

Does this simple-minded child think she is the dominant one in bed? Too naive.

Because of the child, the two stayed peacefully on Mount Sumeru for five years, not going anywhere. In the early spring of the sixth year, Fú Níng gave birth to a daughter. The Six Realms celebrated. Seventy-two phoenixes and luan birds circled above Mount Sumeru for a whole day before departing.

Yáo Jī and Jiǔ Yè Xī’s hands were numb from receiving gifts. The congratulatory gifts from various clans filled an entire courtyard, and gifts were still pouring in.

With Jiāng Yān and Fú Níng having a child, the entire Mount Sumeru was bathed in joy. Everyone was energized to work. Yáo Jī categorized and inventoried the gifts overnight and still had the energy to help the other Divine Monarchs look after the baby.

Fú Níng was completely exhausted from the delivery and remained unconscious for three full days before waking up. Jiāng Yān’s eyes immediately filled with tears when she saw her weak state.

“I’m sorry. If I had known it would be this painful, I definitely wouldn’t have let you have a child.”

Fú Níng reached out and touched her face, her voice hoarse. “It’s alright. I did it willingly.”

Qīng Yīn carried the baby over for Fú Níng to see. The child, who had been playing with her fingers, smiled when she saw Fú Níng, reaching out to her as if asking for a hug.

“The little Divine Venerable smiled for the first time! It’s truly amazing!”

Jiāng Yān took the child and placed her next to Fú Níng. “She hasn’t even smiled at me. This child will definitely be closer to you in the future.”

She was only joking, but Fú Níng immediately said, “Don’t say that. Our daughter won’t show favoritism.”

Jiāng Yān smiled, pressing her forehead against hers and injecting a lot of divine power into her.

After the demonic energy was removed from Fú Níng’s body, her health had significantly deteriorated. Giving birth further depleted some of her energy. It was questionable whether she would live to be a hundred.

Jiāng Yān couldn’t stop the natural decline of her body. She could only use her own divine power to nourish her, leaving the rest to fate.

Fú Níng also sensed this, but she never mentioned it. If being together for life after life was a pipe dream, at least in this life, she must have no regrets.

Jiāng Yān named the child Níng Yān (凝煙), and from the moment of her birth, she announced to the Six Realms that Níng Yān would inherit her divine position.

After Fú Níng’s health improved, she cared for the child with Jiāng Yān, doing everything herself, making the Divine Monarchs feel utterly useless, only able to watch wistfully.

When Níng Yān was ten years old, Fú Níng fainted once. The little girl had been arguing with her mother when her mother suddenly collapsed, startling her completely. She quickly called people to help her mother into the room.

Bì Líng diagnosed Fú Níng, using the best medicinal ingredients on Mount Sumeru, and said to the little girl, “Don’t be afraid. Your mother is fine.”

Níng Yān still didn’t believe it. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Jiāng Yān. “Mother-Monarch, is it because I wasn’t obedient that I made Mother faint?”

Jiāng Yān stroked her head, wiping away her tears, and said seriously, “It has nothing to do with you. Don’t blame yourself, but you must never make your Mother angry again, understand?”

“Understood. I will study hard and cultivate well. I will never make her angry again.”

As the little girl spoke, tears rolled down again, looking pitiful.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. Your mother won’t blame you. If you cry again, she will feel heartbroken when she sees it. Quickly wipe away your tears.”

The little girl obediently wiped away her tears, sat by the bed, held Fú Níng’s hand, and said weakly, “Mother, please wake up soon. I will definitely be obedient from now on and never make you angry again.”

Jiāng Yān turned her back, her eyes red.

Fú Níng’s body was getting worse and worse. Forget a hundred years, twenty or thirty years was the absolute limit. Although time passed slowly in the God Realm, it was still considered a short life compared to other gods. The little girl might not be able to bear it when the time came.

The next morning, Fú Níng…