The wife thatâs within my grasp⦠sheâs flying awayyy~ In his small little head, only this pitiful idea kept reverberating inside without dissipating.
The one in question was no different from a chickling in size. Black all over, even its claws and beak were black! Thatâs right, this creature thatâs black from head to toe was the offspring of the phoenixes they encountered in the marsh.
Twitching in a corner of her mouth, Ling Yue and her friend Big Yellow had to spend a good minute idling there in order to believe their eyes.
Can someone please come tell me whether or not this is a phoenix or a crow? Or did those two phoenixes mixed their egg with someone elseâs?
In her memory, Ling Yue had heard of certain bird species who likes to secretly replace otherâs eggs with their own in order to save the trouble of egg sitting. But something like that canât possibly happen to a phoenix, right?
Anyways, she herself have never once heard of, or seen, a phoenix with feathers as black as the ink she uses in calligraphy.
To make things worse, this phoenix didnât have a clue on how to fly after coming out of its shell. Like a chickling, it only knows how to run around on the ground like a child. Once tired, it would go around to the rainbow creek to sip some water. Its behavior gave off the impression that itâs very familiar and comfortable to be in their presence.
First going over to sniff at little phoenix, then back to Little Squeak whose still in a coma, even Big Yellow felt a deep sympathy for his boss who was still twitching on the ground.
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âSqueak~â After half an hour later, the poor little guy finally comes out of his shocked state.
But when he opened his blue murky eyes, the first image to come into his view turns out to be the one thing he didnât want to see the most: little phoenix. Feeling the indignation overwhelming his soul, Little Squeak dashed into Ling Yueâs embrace and cried a waterfall.
From his intermittent sobbing cries, Ling Yue approximately understood his meaning.
What beautiful and sexy phoenix wife, its all gone, all goneee~ WAHH!
I donât want to marry this charcoal phoenix. Wait a minute, thatâs not right! Not a phoenix, a little crow!
Just like that, the naming for this little black phoenix became known as âLittle Crowâ.
âLittle Squeak, donât cry okay? Iâve checked Little Crow already, sheâs indeed a phoenix. Maybe itâs due to some reason that she went through a mutation. As the saying goes, donât judge a book by its cover. Perhaps Little Crow has a lot of skills that we donât know about.â Using her persuasive words, Ling Yue pushes Little Squeak over to check Little Crow out for hidden talents.
As the descendant of Ice Phoenix and Fire Phoenix, thereâs bound to be some hidden talent tucked underneath that appearance, right?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSqueak?â Hearing thereâs hope still, Little Squeak found his spirit being uplifted from the abyss. Then looking over to the one responsible for his misery, Little Squeak was perplexed to find Little Crow eyeing him in return after filling her belly with water. Those black dotty eyes radiated curiosity.
Regardless of their differences, Little Crow was after all hatched by Little Squeak; therefore, a natural bond between the two cannot be avoided.
Going forward, Little Squeak calls out curiously at Little Crow, his meaning to show me some stunts.
Born ugly isnât an issue, being strong will do too.
Apparently Little Crow didnât understand his meaning based on that oblivious face.
âSqueak?â This time Little Squeak asked her to sing, hoping the voice would be a heavenly one.
Sadly, Little Crow didnât get it either. Stretching out her head, she intimately rubs against Little Squeakâs fur.
âSqueak!â He jumps away instantly, fully unhappy about the interaction.
Canât even sing! What, is she a mute?!
Finding how disliked she was, Little Crow started to grieve. With tears swelling up in the eyes, she shrank into a ball and started to sob on the spot.
âThatâs enough Little Squeak, Little Crow is still small so letâs wait for a while before we try again.â Unable to keep watching this, Ling Yue went over to comfort the chickling.
Personally, Little Squeak didnât want to give up so quickly, but since his mistress was speaking up in person, he can only leave it be. Itâs not like heâs lacking time.
Now that the egg has hatched, much thanks to Little Squeakâs effort, Ling Yueâs promise to the phoenixes have technically been partially completed.
After dealing with the matter inside her dimensional space, the day was already well into the evening with the sun setting over in the horizon.
âLing Yue, great news, Iâve finally found a suitable restaurant to take over! In another few days I will be hiring workers and organizing the renovation. Oh yes, I heard from mother that you will be reporting to the Grand Martial Hall tomorrow, am I right?â Due to the matter with the restaurant, the girl had barely gotten any sleep and was ecstatic when she barged in on Ling Yue just now after getting wind of the news.
âHave some water first before speaking. And before we talk about me, I have a gift for you.â Beaming a smile, Ling Yue brings out one of the pills she received from Longyu.
âYellow Patterned Cosmetic Dan Pill! Where did you ever get your hands on something so nice?â Among the many benefits of being an alchemist, the one thing that Lan Caier envied the most had to be the fact that they can make their own cosmetic products. For any woman of age, itâs unavoidable that they would need health care products to retain their youth and beauty. Fortunately for the girls here, they are still young.
âI snatched it from Master Longyu specifically for you and motherâs use.â Towards the kindness given to her by the entire Lan family, Ling Yue had a lot of gratitude inside that she wishes to express.
Master Longyu, cosmetic pills?
In the capital city of Da Xia, there arenât a single womanly soul in this city that arenât aware of Longyuâs big name and his amazing cosmetic products. Therefore, it came as a great shock when Lan Caier learned of Nangon Qinglinâs bullying through her sisterâs mouth. Slapping the table, she became outraged.
âNangong Qinglin⦠Ling Yue, I wonât let this slide so easily. To hit my sister, humph! If it becomes known that others are free to hit my sister then those girls will start gloating over their heads.â Her words definitely startled Ling Yue because it sounded like the big girl had prior grudges between them.
Digging deeper, it turns out one of the adversaries Lan Caier had was the girl in question. A while ago, back before the Lan family moved to Glass City, she had openly taught some of the kids from the noble faction a lesson. Seizing that opportunity, Nangon Qinglinâs father, General Goldsword and a bunch of his goons in court, jointly accused Lan Ying Wu of poor discipline at home.
Afraid his daughter might arouse more trouble in the Grand Martial Hall, Lan Ying Wu can only pull his daughter out of school, thus leaving a black mark on Caierâs history sheet.
âNo need to rush sister, the truth is they didnât gain any benefit over me. In fact, it was I who had the upper hand by killing her pet. Even her flying artifact ended up in my hands. Here, look at this.â Once Ling Yue brought out the gold sword she picked up at Longyuâs place, most of the temper deflated from the big girlâs face.
âThen thatâs good, but thatâs not what Iâm here for tonight. Now that you are the second miss of the Lan family, its unavoidable that those brats siding with Nangon Qinglin will pick on you upon entry. Do be careful when you go to the Grand Martial Hall tomorrow,â she sounds worried for her sister.
âBig sister, you worry too much. If anyone dare pick on me then Iâll have them walking in and crawling back out.â Ling Yueâs ruthless tone left no room for doubt that she will do just that.