YM778.TV Chapter 152.2
Chapter 152: Source World 4 (part 2 of 2)
An Ying continued to hold back, right until he heard the Little Phoenix say that Kong Ming was better-looking, had better-looking clothes than him, and even had a voice that was more melodious than his. Having finally failed to hold himself back, he told the Little Phoenix: “Tong Tong, I’m jealous*.”
*lit: eat vinegar
“Why do you want to eat vinegar?” The Little Phoenix cocked it’s head in befuddlement like a child and a little pigeon, and very seriously stated in a milky voice: “Vinegar is very sour and unpalatable. I prefer to eat sweets.”
An Ying changed his wording to something a young one can understand: “Hearing you say he is better-looking than me, makes me very unhappy.”
“Oh,” The Little Phoenix understood this time around, “But Kong Ming is really better-looking than you, and he……”
Before it could say everything it wanted to say, the spoon in An Ying’s hand unexpectedly flew out with a whistling sound.
“My hand suddenly felt painful, so my grip became loose.” The great Demon Emperor explained in a very unconvincing manner.
Standing on the sidelines to wait upon them, Lou Ling and Qian Xing didn’t dare say anything on the outside, but couldn’t help from berating their own Demon Emperor deep inside. This spoon is really incredible. Instead of falling straight to the ground, it actually flew from the table to the foot of the wall autonomously. Nevertheless, there is only one phrase in An Ying’s heart: This is the twenty-third time, his baby has already talked about another man for no less than twenty three times.
His glumness caused the surrounding temperature to drop for several degrees, but his hand was suddenly surrounded by a warm touch. Upon looking down did he just discover that the warmth came from it’s two little wings.
“Are your hands alright?” The Little Phoenix touched An Ying’s hands with it’s little wings, while asking in concern: “Why did it suddenly hurt? Is it very painful?”
An Ying looked into the Little Phoenix’s bright golden eyes for two seconds, and couldn’t help from reaching out his hands and take it into his arms.
The two individuals simultaneously felt the instant increase of An Ying’s heartbeat. An Ying knows that he was already beyond redemption since long ago, and had long fallen into a trap called Shen Tong, without any chance of escape.
The Phoenix race are really ancient gods favored by the heavens. After merely half a year since having broken out from the shell, the Little Phoenix was already capable in successfully changing it’s form. This day was just like any ordinary afternoon, An Ying strode into the courtyard after having finished handling the matters. From a distance, he saw the Little Phoenix flap it’s tiny wings, leap down from atop the Chinese parasol tree, and soon after change into a human form in mid-air.
The appearance was merely of a child around four to five years old, but was nevertheless the most beautiful child An Ying has ever seen in his life. Black hair, golden eyes, and crimson garments. Falling down with an appearance like a fairy dancing in the woods. As the tender white feet lightly landed on the ground, the long hair and crimson garment slowly swirled down synchronously, jarring all the yellow leaves and fine dust on the ground.
This was like a specially drawn out slow motion scene. Every detail was clearly imprinted in An Ying’s mind, and would never be forgotten in his lifetime. Nonetheless, the Phoenix’s nature cannot tolerate any restrictions. Thus, as soon as the Little Phoenix was able to transform, he instantly blurted out about wanting to go out the palace to play on his own.
However, after having just turned away the distinguished beings of the Heavenly Realm and Netherworld, An Ying was already feeling a bit of irrational anxiousness, and resolutely forbid the Little Phoenix from going out by itself. The two individuals separated in an unhappy manner. The unhappy Little Phoenix started to have a small temper in the inner palace hall, and threw the pen holder on the table, which was within reach, to the floor in front.
However, it was swiftly caught by Lou Ling, who then anxiously explained that this is the oldest spirit pen holder of their Demon Emperor, and must not be thrown. He then raised his foot to kick the carved incense holder next to him, which was also hurriedly supported by Qian Xing, saying that this item is a rare high level magic treasure, and must not be thrown down as well.
“No matter, let Tong Tong throw whatever he likes to throw.”
An Ying’s voice sounded close by despite him being physically far away, with an obvious indulgence in his tone. Like all children in their rebellious period, the Little Phoenix became even unhappier with this calm parent act of An Ying. That in the end, all the things in the inner palace were thrown clean under An Ying’s deliberate indulgence.
The tired Little Phoenix fell asleep in An Ying’s arms.
Children would naturally change day by day. In just a period of several days, An Ying felt that the baby in his arm had grown a bit compared to when he had just transformed. The white skin were like tender and lovely flowers, while those long lashes were the butterflies on the flowers. It’s just that he always seems to have a grudge against someone every time he sleeps, as he has a look of anger.
An Ying heart achingly kissed the Little Phoenix’s small face, and helped clean his hands with warm water. He very carefully placed the other on the bed soon after, and laid down with his arms around him.
As usual, the Little Phoenix drew close to An Ying in his sleep, and laid to sleep on An Ying’s chest. This never changing warmth, smooth and steady daily interaction seemed to stretch for eternity.
Unfortunately, this eternity in the end is just a dream that can be imagined but not attained for An Ying.
Even an endless life can never erase the events, and would never return to how things were at the beginning as well. Love and faith, determination and passion, will also change one after another, and no longer be what they once were. An Ying knew very well that regardless of whether the Little Phoenix recovers his memories or not, that passionate feelings like fierce fire that the Little Phoenix once had for him may never come back again.
However, the only thing in the Little Phoenix’s mind at this time was on how to successfully slip out of Fu Ying Palace. His magical power increases along with his growth every day. After repeated attempts, he unexpectedly succeeded in breaking through the barrier built on the palace walls by An Ying.
On the bustling street, aside from the crowded shops on either sides of the street, were also small vendors walking along the street. There were streams of people bustling with activity, among them is the young and tender Little Phoenix.
The Little Phoenix really had a good-looking appearance, despite having an external appearance of only about six to seven year old. Although he cannot outdo the most beautiful fox race in the Demon Realm, but the unapproachable noble temperament, draws the attention of passers-by as soon as he appears.
The Little Phoenix had once experienced the bustling and prosperous main town when he was still unable to transform, and the one who brought him over, was naturally An Ying. Coming here on his own this time, naturally gave off a different feeling. The Little Phoenix strolled through several streets, eating a bunch of snacks unique in the Demon Realm, with great satisfaction. Such as the fried radish cake made by the demon rabbit, the honey candy sold by the demon bear, as well as the demon squirrel’s stir-fried chestnut. While standing in front a vendor’s stall selling sweet potatoes, he suddenly heard a voice mixed with excitement and incredulity come from behind: “……mas-, master?”
The noticeable tremor in that voice, couldn’t help but make the Little Phoenix turn around for a look. He immediately saw an elegant-looking youth in blue attire, who was staring at him without a blink.
The unambiguous expression in the other’s eyes gave the Little Phoenix a trace of inexplicable familiarity, which made him subconsciously ask: “……who are you?”
“Master, have You* forgotten Qing Luan**?” The blue attired youth anxiously took a step forward, and directly knelt down in front the Little Phoenix in the next second without warning, “You’ve finally returned, Ah’ Qing misses you so much. Everyone in the entire Qi Chen Palace has been waiting for Your return……”
*respectful form of You
**mythological bird in East Asian mythology, also his name
Qing Luan’s voice was still trembling uncontrollably, making the Little Phoenix not know how to respond for a short while. He could only subconsciously raise his small face, and say with a slight frown: “Could you have admitted the wrong person?”
The Little Phoenix had forgotten his highly esteemed status, his bright shining golden Qi Chen Palace, as well as both of his blue and white mounts, who were Qing Luan and Hong Hu. Qing Luan desperately shook his head: “I will never mistake master even in death. Although master has been reborn in Nirvana, and has a relatively young appearance now, but no one can impersonate the master’s aura and appearance. Can You follow me back to Qi Chen Palace? The Heavenly Realm is more conducive to your growth than the Demon Realm. Once Your magic power is restored to seventy percent, will You be able to remember everything……”