Chapter 1443: Meeting with Joy

Chapter 1446: Joyful Reunion

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Chapter 1446: Joyful Reunion

Bright moonlight, like smoke and mist, illuminated the tranquil mountains, where tree shadows danced as if draped in a thin veil. Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue walked leisurely. There was no need for many words, no ecstatic tears, no sorrowful partings, no choked silence; none of that was realistic.

As their footsteps fell, a rustling sound filled the moonlit forest. Having experienced the joy of reunion, their hearts had settled into a quiet calm. There was no need for many words; silence was more profound than speech. Of course, after a century of separation, living on opposite sides of the starry sky, they naturally had much to say. Yet, neither wished to break the current tranquility and peace.

Not far away, a clear lake reflected the brilliant silver moon above. They walked to its edge, circling the lake, their minds serene. Having endured countless deadly trials, traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, embarked on the ancient starry road, and crossed the vast universe, their eventual reunion under this sky was a beautiful thing.

Throughout his journey, Ye Fan had contended for supremacy, witnessed too many life-or-death struggles and bloody tribulations, and advanced by treading upon the bones of one young supreme being after another. By now, anyone would feel a certain weariness. Inadvertently, one realizes that what people value most is a feeling of peace and tranquility. At such times, certain people often come to mind, and certain events linger in the heart. If one could control life and accompany these people and events, feeling a sense of peace and contentment in their heart, perhaps that would be true blessing, joy, happiness, and fortune.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying the fragrant scent of wildflowers and vegetation that permeated the lakeside, adding a natural serenity to the moonlight. The clear radiance fell upon them, making the two figures walking side-by-side appear hazy. At this moment, they felt a sense of tranquility and peace emanating from their very souls.

"I thought you'd cry," Ye Fan said with a faint smile.

Ji Ziyue gave him a big eye-roll, sneering, "Hmph, what's there to cry about? That's what children do. Why don't you cry for me first?" She smiled mischievously and cunningly, her large eyes curving into crescent moons. A pair of dimples appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing tiny, gleaming canine teeth, which she gently gnashed as if about to bite someone.

"But you can't just scorn me the moment we meet, can you?" Ye Fan chuckled.

"I wanted to suppress you, but found it a bit difficult, so I had no choice but to scorn you," Ji Ziyue said with a grin. "Or, how about you seal your cultivation and let me bully you for a bit? Don't worry, at most, it'll just be a beating; I won't make you cry."

After not seeing each other for many years, both naturally had many feelings. Yet, Ji Ziyue was as fresh and unconventional as ever; instead of shedding tears and speaking of the sorrow of separation, she teased Ye Fan light-heartedly. She had once been sad, once gazed at the starry sky. She had also looked sorrowfully at the distant shore, muttering to herself, recalling only sadness from their parting. Their true reunion needed no tears for embellishment; there was only understanding, clarity, and that unique sense of ease.

"It's not what I imagined," Ye Fan said, stroking his chin.

"My tears are like the Milky Way, very precious," Ji Ziyue replied with a touch of narcissism and old-fashioned airs. "Crying like a baby, that's what children do. A peerlessly beautiful immortal like me, one who has seen through the mortal world... 'would speak, but then holds back, instead saying 'what a cool autumn day!'" This left Ye Fan speechless for a moment. Of course, what was said might not be what was truly felt, and what was expressed through laughter or tears might not be their deepest thoughts. What mattered most was a feeling of clear understanding.

"Dinner's ready! The picnic has begun!" From afar, Pang Bo, the Dragon Horse, and others called out. There, the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi floated, suspended over divine flames that had surged up from the earth's core. An enticing aroma wafted towards them. Undeniably, this was a grand feast: Tengshe snake soup, roasted divine crocodile meat, stewed mountain turtle soup... everything imaginable, luxuriously "messy" and dazzling. So many young supreme beings had fallen earlier, many of them ancient beasts. Naturally, there was no shortage of ingredients, and pieced together like this, it could be called a gluttonous feast.

The golden, glistening holy meat dripped fat onto the fire, sizzling. Its translucent tendons emitted divine light, and the aroma spread for several miles. Such delicacies were rarely seen by ordinary people; they melted in the mouth, their vital essence soaring into the sky... The soup, naturally, was brewed from the Divine Spring Liquid of an ancient Celestial Venerable, its fragrance incredibly rich.

Pang Bo tore off a golden, glistening divine crocodile elbow, divided it into several portions, and placed them on everyone's silver plates. He then asked Ji Ziyue, "Although we all embarked on the ancient road, we haven't seen each other for so many years. You haven't changed a bit. How is Brother Haoyue?"

Ji Ziyue smiled and said, "You've changed so much! You're much more imposing now, over ten feet tall. I'd think you were a descendant of a golden giant." Currently, Pang Bo was a head taller than an average person, his muscles coiling around his body like dragons and snakes, bulging and taut. His bronze-colored physique pulsed with an electric glow, making him incredibly powerful.

Hearing this, Pang Bo felt like crying. "My miserable life began with coffins; it's all their fault. But speaking of which, you two are pretty similar, also pursuing your paths because of coffins." Everyone laughed, deeply understanding Pang Bo's plight.

Ji Ziyue's eyes sparkled with curiosity. Not understanding the full story, she looked puzzled and asked with a smile, "What happened?"

"Alas, they say one won't shed tears until they see their coffin, but my whole life seems to be tied to them," Pang Bo sighed deeply. The Nine Dragons pulling the Coffin had brought him and Ye Fan away from Earth. Since then, he had grown and broken through, with every major event in his life related to a coffin. He had eaten the coffin lid made from the Undying Heavenly Sovereign's Enlightenment Teatree and gnawed on the Ancient Peach Coffin from the Demon Emperor's illusory tomb. "Dragged along by coffins on my journey, and then chewing on them every day for so many years, my connection with them runs too deep. So deep, in fact, that I want to bite them—no, I've chewed so much I want to vomit!"

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Pang Bo's expression was one of profound bitterness, yet his cultivation gains were truly unconventional. Based on the Demon Emperor's ancient scripture, indirectly consuming parts of the Enlightenment Divine Tree and the Ancient Peach Tree had a huge impact on him.

Ji Ziyue giggled, revealing her gleaming little fangs, and said, "You came all this way to find us; you're not planning to eat my ancestor's coffin, are you? I warn you, it's made of stone; you won't be able to bite through it!" Everyone slapped the ground, roaring with laughter, while Pang Bo looked vexed.

Under the night moon, with fine wine and delicious food, old friends reunited, filled with joy and happiness as they spoke of their experiences and past events.

"Where is Brother Haoyue? Is he alright?"

"He's not far from here; I suppressed him," Ji Ziyue said, waving her small fist, her face alight with excitement and pride. Everyone was speechless. Suppressing her own brother—the fact that she could say it so casually was quite amusing. Ye Fan still remembered how her face would turn rosy when she was drunk in the past, shouting that she would suppress her "evil" brother because he always tried to control her. He hadn't expected it to actually come true now.

"When Brother Haoyue heard that back then, his forehead was covered in black lines, and he blamed everything on Ye Zi. Haha..." Pang Bo burst into laughter.

"With my peerless divine grace, I suppressed him with a flick of my hand this time," Ji Ziyue declared after drinking a jar of aged wine. Her face was flushed again, slightly intoxicated, very much like her past self. Beside her, Little Dot mumbled quietly, exposing her secret: "Sister is bragging. She clearly ambushed us and suppressed both me and Haoyue."

"Nonsense! Don't spill my secrets!" Ji Ziyue protested loudly. The second jar of fine wine was already down, and she was indeed a little tipsy, blaming Little Dot for being a tattletale.

"Clang!" The Dragon Horse suffered an unprovoked attack. A wine jar was placed upside down on its head, instantly giving it a forehead full of black lines. However, it swallowed its pride and put on a brave face, flashing a fawning smile at the perpetrator. "Fairy Ziyue, I heard that divine demon liquid is produced here. Have you seen it?"

Everyone collectively scorned the Dragon Horse; that fellow was truly thick-skinned. It threw off the wine jar from its head, wiped away some wine, and continued its fawning smile while asking. "You're not allowed to trick Sister out of her precious liquid!" Little Dot was very protective of her master, glaring indignantly at the Dragon Horse, ready to breathe fire at any moment.

"Go play somewhere cool, little kid," the Dragon Horse said dismissively, shamelessly pleading with Ji Ziyue, wanting to see what the divine demon liquid looked like.

Ji Ziyue stretched her slender waist, let out a small yawn, then took out a precious bottle and unscrewed its lid. "Let me see!" The Dragon Horse reacted swiftly, taking the bottle. Then, with a sincere expression, it said, "We're all family here, so I won't be a stranger. Let me have a taste first."

"Gulp, gulp!" It tilted its head back, pouring the liquid into its mouth, constantly smacking its lips. It mumbled to itself, "Why does divine demon liquid have no taste? Is it transparent?"

"Mmm," Ji Ziyue hummed softly through her nose, then clamored for more wine. Little Dot quickly stopped her, saying she was drunk.

"Stupid horse, you're drinking it all!" Ye Fan grabbed the Dragon Horse's neck, telling it not to be so greedy.

"It's fine, I have more here," Ji Ziyue said, and with a flick of her hand, handed the Dragon Horse another bottle. So much divine demon liquid? It was known that one such bottle could hold an entire lake; the bottle itself contained spatial laws, making its interior vast and enormous.

"I... I can't drink anymore," the Dragon Horse burped, as if it had emptied an entire lake. Still, it took the second bottle, wondering, "Why don't I feel anything? The divine demon liquid's effects aren't very noticeable." Sticking to the principle of "better safe than sorry," it forced itself to pour the second bottle into its stomach, boldly adding, "Don't stare at me; we're all family, no need to be formal. Besides, Miss Ziyue has so much of it, there's definitely enough for everyone."

Seeing Ji Ziyue hand over a third bottle, it truly couldn't take any more, as its belly was already bloated. One had to remember this was liquid equivalent to two large lakes. "Why is there so much divine demon liquid?" The Dragon Horse grew suspicious, a bad feeling creeping over it, and looked at Ji Ziyue.

Ji Ziyue's beautiful eyes were hazy. "Oh, you mean the divine demon liquid? It's very little, only half a gourd. You need to dilute it with water and soak your body in it for the best effect."

"What did I just drink?" The Dragon Horse panicked, its large belly quivering, shaking and wobbling like a waterbed.

Ji Ziyue rubbed her fair forehead. "Oh, that thing you drank. The divine demon liquid is extremely rare and potent, needing to be diluted with water for refinement. What you drank was the highest quality water source—a full two large lakes' worth."

"I..." The Dragon Horse wanted to cry but had no tears. It had actually drunk a bellyful of water. It felt like vomiting, so it rushed to the side and retched furiously. The result was an incredibly spectacular sight: a great river formed, flowing endlessly from its mouth, and soon a vast, magnificent lake appeared downstream.

"Hahahaha..." The group burst into laughter.

The Dragon Horse gritted its teeth and cursed, "You mischievous little girl, you've offended me! Don't you want to get along anymore? I'll make you pay for this!"

"Hmph, I wasn't afraid of that black dog back then, let alone you," Ji Ziyue retorted, no longer drunk and quite sober. She blinked her large eyes, propped her chin, and watched it furiously gush water, her lips curled in amusement.