Chapter 825: Bloodshed Disaster

At ease? No way! Chu Feng stared at him, always feeling he was a total liability.

“Listen, you need to think carefully about what you say,” Chu Feng warned him. “Some things really can’t be mentioned right now, do you understand?”

“Limitless Heavenly Venerate!” the young Taoist began. “When I, this humble Taoist, roamed the world's foremost forbidden land, you, Father, hadn't even been born yet! What kind of women haven't I met? I've befriended princesses of immortal dynasties and daughters of divine kings, not to mention this one…”

The young Taoist bragged, but in the end, he dared not utter the words 'Yao Yao'. He had been thoroughly dealt with last time and was still terrified.

“Alright, I’ll tell all this to Sister Yao Yao later and see how you explain yourself!” the silver-haired little girl said with a grin.

“No, Auntie, dear Auntie, please don't harm me!” The young Taoist’s face turned green as he finally humbled himself.

From the ends of the earth, a dazzling streak of colorful light flew in, incredibly fast. It was like a magnificent rainbow streaking across the wilderness, reaching the area in the blink of an eye.

Yao Yao had arrived, bringing people from Immortal Mountain, including Grandmaster Wu Qifeng, Zhou Quan, the old Lama, and the great Kunlun demons. They landed on the ground.

Also present was young Xi, the most lively among them. Nourished by this world's positive energy, she seemed much more energetic now. Her figure was tall and slender, slightly languid, always grinning, her bright, sparkling eyes fluttering.

“Oh, my… Demon King Chu, you’re resurrected?!” Young Xi was the first to exclaim, her beautiful eyes widening in astonishment.

“Brother!” Zhou Quan and the others rushed over, excited to see Chu Feng.

“It's good that you're alive, brother. You’re too daring. Next time, absolutely do not recklessly trespass into the Samsara Millstone.”

The group was incredibly warm and enthusiastic.

After greeting young Xi and the others, Chu Feng looked up at Yao Yao. After not seeing her for many days, she had become even more incomparably beautiful. Beyond her continued stunning beauty, the confident demeanor she possessed in the past—unrivaled among her peers in a changing universe—had fully blossomed.

Having been in this world for over a year, Yao Yao had fought many battles, each time fighting beyond her level!

At this moment, though she stood gracefully, slender and elegant, like a fairy descending to the mortal world, she also exuded a soaring, dominant aura. With a sidelong glance from her beautiful eyes, she truly looked like a queen.

“Yao Yao… Sister!” Chu Feng greeted her. He had wanted to just say 'Yao Yao', but feared a beating, so after thinking it over, he added 'Sister'.

“Is this still the ridiculously thick-skinned Demon King Chu? Why are you so reserved?” Young Xi said with a grin, poking fun at him.

“Sister Yao Yao is peerlessly graceful, clearly a queenly figure. I instinctively became serious. If it were you, well, you’d be the same.” Chu Feng walked over, striking like lightning to ruffle her smooth, silky hair, which was formed from soul light.

“Chu Loli, how dare you lay hands on me?! You're asking for trouble!” Young Xi immediately jumped up.

Behind them, everyone was speechless, especially Qin Luoyin and Ying Zhexian, whose mouths twitched. They felt that Chu Feng was truly pathetic, being called 'Chu Loli' right in front of his son.

The silver-haired little girl, Ying Xiaoxiao, laughed happily, saying, “Wahaha, Sister Xi, you summarized that perfectly! Demon King Chu, after his rejuvenation, can really compete with me in terms of youth.”

The young Taoist’s eyes darted around; he had figured it out. His father didn't dare to be presumptuous with Yao Yao, but he wasn’t afraid of anyone else.

“Little Lady Xi, your father said he’s always missed you and Princess Yao Yao,” the young Taoist spoke.

Chu Feng’s nerves immediately tensed. This unfilial son, who always caused trouble for his father, truly couldn’t stay still. He regretted not sealing him up first to shut him up.

Young Xi exclaimed, “Pah, little fellow, I see you’re trying to trick your father, aren’t you? Do you really think I can’t tell? How dare you call me 'Little Lady Xi'! Wahahaha! Your chubby little face is so fun to play with. Sister Yao Yao, try pinching it.”

She pulled Yao Yao into the interaction. The young Taoist dared not dodge, allowing young Xi to pinch his small face, which was then kneaded into a pig-like shape. He was quite displeased but could only endure it.

Everyone around wanted to laugh. They had already realized that this young Taoist was indeed up to no good, intending to trip up his father, but in front of Yao Yao’s powerful aura, he surprisingly dared not say more.

“Have you been well this past year?” Yao Yao asked, looking at Chu Feng with a smile. She was composed and calm, possessing an innate confident demeanor.

“Quite well, I just missed you all,” Chu Feng replied.

The young Taoist’s large eyes rolled around; he found it strange. His father, the Demon King, was surprisingly so well-behaved, not daring to “reveal his true form” in front of Princess Yao Yao.

He became increasingly convinced that only Yao Yao could subdue his father and thoroughly discipline him. He immediately grew excited.

“Hmm, young Taoist, is there something you’d like to say?” Yao Yao glanced at him.

Chu Feng remained silent. Meeting Yao Yao again, and with a child now, how could he not be well-behaved?

“Truth-telling Art!” Yao Yao whispered, and a ray of soul light flew out, landing on the young Taoist. He immediately turned pale with fright and quickly covered his mouth.

His origins in his previous life were astonishing, so he naturally knew many secret arts. This Truth-telling Art was very rare, a precious divine art, but he also knew it and had studied it before.

Once mastered, this divine art, when cast upon an evolver, would surely make them speak the truth, involuntarily revealing secrets.

And then, the young Taoist couldn't control his mouth. Whatever he thought, he immediately said aloud, “Madam, please thoroughly discipline my father! Pin him to the ground and abuse him a thousand times over!”

“You!” Chu Feng’s face darkened. This son, who always caused trouble for his father, was predictably up to no good, truly asking for a beating!

“Heavenly Venerate, help me! This Madam is too formidable! She’s digging out the deepest secrets in this humble Taoist’s heart! Why am I saying everything? Won’t my father beat me to death later? This won't do! Suppress, Truth-suppressing Art, suppress!”

The young Taoist wanted to activate a divine art—the Truth-suppressing Art—to resist and suppress the Truth-telling Art.

Yao Yao’s delicate eyebrows twitched slightly. This brat called her 'Madam' again?

“Oh heavens, Madam, please don’t be angry! Ah, it hurts! 'Madam' is just a respectful address. Do I really have to call you what my father taught me for you not to get angry? But I'm sure he's just setting me up! I'd rather die than call you that. Ouch, I can't hold it back! There's a demonic voice in my heart, forcing me to shout it out… Mother, honored Mother!”

At this moment, everyone was petrified. They all turned to look at Chu Feng, utterly awed by him. To dare teach his son like this, to tease Yao Yao—was he out of his mind?!

Chu Feng’s face twitched. He felt that this troublesome son had deliberately shouted it out like that.

At this crucial moment, Yao Yao realized something was wrong and immediately conjured a light barrier, enveloping the young Taoist, isolating his voice from the outside. Meanwhile, when Yao Yao looked at the young Taoist and Chu Feng again, her smile grew even brighter, which, paradoxically, made the young Taoist want to cry.

Beside them, Chu Feng’s head was spinning. Once this damn Truth-telling Art came out, how miserable would he be?

He looked at the young Taoist, realizing that ever since he had this son, he had always been unlucky. Was this son truly reincarnated just to settle a score?

“You all chat; I’m going to patrol the mountains and see if there are any enemies nearby!” Chu Feng ran off, making his escape at the first opportunity, disloyally abandoning his son.

“Wahaha, Demon King Chu, you’ve got quite some guts! How dare you flirt with Sister Yao Yao?” Young Xi shouted from behind, seemingly eager to stir up trouble.

Chu Feng’s head was spinning. This girl was clearly fanning the flames, then pouring oil on the fire. If he dared to stop, he'd surely be beaten to death!

“Father, don’t run! You taught me all this!” the young Taoist shouted from behind, but his voice was naturally blocked by the light barrier, audible only to Yao Yao.

With a whoosh, everyone saw Yao Yao ascend into the sky with the young Taoist. She caught up to Chu Feng, blocked him, and directly snatched him away too, heading deep into the hilly terrain.

“Aww, Limitless Heavenly Venerate!”

“Ah… This humble Taoist admits everything! It was all my father who threatened me into doing it! I confess!”

Deep in the hills, the young Taoist cried out in pain, answering every question asked, pushing all the blame onto his father.

However, with the Truth-telling Art in effect, he could lie occasionally, but doing so for too long would surely reveal countless flaws and expose him. This resulted in even more severe punishment, and he immediately wailed and shrieked.

“Oh, my Limitless Heavenly Venerate, save me! That limping old fox calculated truly accurately; I indeed have a bloody disaster today! I never thought it would manifest on honored Mother!” The young Taoist shrieked.

Nearby, Chu Feng really wanted to say, “Accurate, my foot! Why didn’t he calculate that I, too, would have a bloody disaster? If I had known this, I would have definitely slipped away in advance.”

“Thump!”

“Ah… Calling you 'Mother' doesn’t work, and 'Honored Mother' doesn’t work either. You won’t make me call you 'Sister', will you?” The young Taoist was on the verge of tears.

Chu Feng was also miserable but endured it. At the same time, he spoke, “Yao Yao, Sister, I’ve obtained six divine-level exotic arts here, and also the Lesser Six Paths Time Art. Since you’re already deeply involved, I’ll teach them all to you for you to perfect. With your astonishing talent, you might just figure out the complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Art and ultimately resolve the issues of your later years. Furthermore, no matter where—heaven or hell—I will absolutely not allow you to be entangled by strange substances. When that time comes, I will guard your path both above and below, ensuring your safety!”

The young Taoist really wanted to show disdain. His father was too cowardly. He compromised right at the beginning, not only exchanging various divine arts but also making such a vow.

Then, he saw his father being released.

Next, the young Taoist felt dizzy and began to shriek, because Yao Yao began to focus on disciplining him, with no one to help share the pain.

He immediately became anxious. If this continued, he would definitely be beaten to the point where he couldn't take care of himself for a month.

“Sister, this humble Taoist surrenders.” Calling her 'Mother' didn't work, so he followed his father's lead and called her 'Sister', only to be disciplined with loud wails.

“Princess, I, this humble Taoist, also possess divine arts. In my previous life, I was a Heavenly Venerate, attracting attention from all corners of the world. My collection is quite formidable. I’ll pass on one divine art to you.”

“Two. And I want the strongest!” Yao Yao finally spoke, still smiling sweetly.

The Truth-telling Art was effective, but when it involved the deepest secrets of the soul, it would encounter resistance. At the same time, Yao Yao didn't truly want to use it on him like that; he wasn't an enemy.

“Older is indeed more cunning!” the young Taoist cursed. His father had chickened out immediately, which seemed like the correct choice. What was the use of him stubbornly resisting? He was beaten for nothing, and in the end, still had to hand over divine arts!

Not long after, the young Taoist emerged, full of resentment, his eyes darting around, looking for his father.

Ouyang Feng stepped forward and said earnestly, “Nephew, it seems you don't understand your father well enough. If he can win a fight, he'll definitely fight to the end; if he can't, he'll definitely flee at the first opportunity. You’ve become your father's scapegoat, haven't you?”

“Besides my father, there’s also a limping fox,” the young Taoist said, baring his teeth. “Have you seen him? Go look for him quickly.”

“You finally understand!” the big black ox laughed heartily. “It’s not too late to realize that your father and that wicked fox are in the same league!”

In the end, even Yao Yao was alerted and went to look for the petrified yellow fox. But she found nothing, which surprised everyone.

“Two younger sisters, come over here. I have some gifts for you,” Yao Yao said gently. When facing Ying Zhexian and Qin Luoyin, she smiled and conversed harmoniously.

Then, young Xi also went over.

From a distance, seeing this, Chu Feng decisively turned and ran. Those few gathering together would surely cause chaos! He certainly didn't think he could establish a large harem right now; if he foolishly dared to approach, he was sure to be beaten to death.

“Ooh…” In the distance, a horn blared, shaking heaven and earth. Forces from the Ferocious Beast Plateau appeared, advancing towards a certain direction—it was the Vermilion Bird Abyss.

The young Taoist said, “How strange! The limping fox said there would be a divine battle within three days, and he got it right again! Uncles, it’s time for us to move out. Shall we plunder the lairs of the gods on the Ferocious Beast Plateau, or go to the dens of the divine beasts in the abyss to gather divine herbs? You all decide.”

Everyone realized that the most turbulent and terrifying time had arrived for this region. A bloody divine war was about to erupt!