book of troubled times

Chapter 888: Mom and Dad, Stop Arguing

When the era was destroyed, the main body of the Night Palace was intact except for a small part of the edges and corners that had collapsed.

So Zhao Changhe witnessed what it meant to be the richest woman in the Three Realms.

Every brick and tile is a treasure for refining weapons, even the floor tiles underfoot. Wherever you go, you can feel an extremely rich energy atmosphere... In theory, Xia Chichi is rich as the world, but when it comes to ancient treasures, the entire world cannot even touch the heels of Ye Gong.

The same is true for plants. Just like the small corner of the flower garden I saw at Ying Wu's place, the complete flower garden here is very large, with countless precious medicines, just like the small corner that Ying Wu got, time is frozen and will never wither.

Zhao Changhe followed Ye Wuming in a daze, reaching out from time to time to pull back the Xinghe Sword that was sparkling in his eyes.

It seemed that the little girl couldn't control herself and ran to the garden happily... Thinking about the crappy elixir her master gave her every day, Zhao Changhe felt sympathetic. No matter how hard life is, the child must not suffer. If she faced some second-generation immortal, would she be easily seduced away?
Then I thought again, no wonder Jiuyou hates you, the living environment of you two sisters is so different. Just like those female-oriented novels where the legitimate daughter is abandoned to live alone in the countryside, and the mistress's child is raised at home as a young lady with luxurious clothes and food. This legitimate daughter coming back for revenge can be written into a book or even filmed into a drama.

So when I saw Jiuyou's life, I would be touched, and I wanted to hurt her. Those who saw the smelly blind just wanted to beat her.

However, there is no one else in the Ye Palace now. Living alone in such a big palace, Ye Wuming feels it is empty and dead.

He followed in silence all the way to a familiar place - the pond where he and Piaomiao had come to steal the lotus platform.

At that time, I took a quick glance and the only impression of the environment around the pond was the tall observatory. In fact, there are many pavilions around the pond. Sitting in a pavilion and drinking and appreciating flowers is very bourgeois.

Ye Wuming walked to a stone table in the pavilion and sat down. A set of wine utensils appeared in his hands like a magic trick. He poured a glass of wine for Zhao Changhe and then said the first word: "Please."

Zhao Changhe sat opposite him, and when he saw Ye Wuming pouring wine for him, he was distracted for a moment and did not respond.

Ye Wuming glanced at him: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Changhe finally answered: "This is the first time you have communicated with me face to face as a normal person, not a shadow in a dream, nor a sudden come-and-go strategy cheat. I feel vaguely familiar yet strange."

Then it was Ye Wuming's turn to be silent.

In fact, if Longque is not counted, Ye Wuming is the person in the world who has been with Zhao Changhe the longest, for three whole years. Excluding the period of loss of contact in the later period, that is two and a half years.

But she became the most unfamiliar one because everyone never got along normally.

It’s a system, a plug-in, a strategy, and a game guide...but it’s not a person.

To put it bluntly, it was not until today's battle that everyone was qualified to communicate face to face on an equal footing.

Zhao Changhe raised his glass and gestured: "Although I have always been angry that you made me leave my hometown and go through so much fighting without asking for my opinion, I also have to thank you for letting me experience such a wonderful life and have so many beauties accompany me throughout my life. Cheers to you."

Ye Wuming glanced at him again, clinked his glasses together, and said sarcastically, "I never thought that after coming here and rolling on the edge of a knife, with such great pressure to survive, I would still have the time to pick up girls. When someone first came here, he claimed that women would only affect the speed of drawing a sword, and even Xia Chichi would be better off with a man to save trouble."

“With swords, wine, poetry, enemies, friends, and women, the Jianghu is complete.”

The two drank it all in one gulp.

Ye Wuming continued to pour wine: "You scolded me that the estrangement stems from not wanting to talk properly, I admit this. But if I tell you clearly that I want you to leave the peaceful modern life, leave your parents and relatives, and travel to an atmosphere where you don't know when you will die... Even though you read time-travel novels every day, few of you would agree if it really happened to you. If we really discuss this matter, it will basically not be done. Of course, this is indeed exploitation, and it is normal for you to hate me."

Zhao Changhe said, "I can understand that... but later on, we've become more familiar with each other and I've become more capable. You should speak openly, and that will make things much easier. Even if I'm angry with you, you should know that I will finish my external affairs first before settling accounts with you."

Ye Wuming said: "No matter what my nature is in your mind, I was also an emperor in essence. You will never see an emperor tell everyone everything, not to mention that he has been in an environment where he dare not completely trust anyone for many years, which makes this point even more prominent."

"You should understand my character. How could I possibly go along with the way of heaven?"

"Just because I killed Piao Miao, I won't trust you."

Zhao Changhe sipped his wine without saying a word, his eyes subconsciously glancing across the pool water to where the lotus platform used to be.

"From my perspective, all the innate demon gods must die, whether it's the Four Symbols or Piaomiao, whether it's Jiuyou or myself." Ye Wuming said calmly: "I can even kill myself, let alone Piaomiao."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Her behavior confirmed this. Whether it was right or not is another matter, but at least it was true.

Ye Wuming added: "In fact, I also knew that it was difficult for me to completely kill a demon god of Piao Miao's level at that time. She would eventually wake up one day, so the method I used to kill her was very special..."

"The way of life and death..."

"Yes, I encompass the four symbols, and I have my own meaning of the Vermillion Bird." Ye Wuming said, "So the others are all revived residual souls, only Piao Miao is reincarnated. At that time, I was thinking, if I cultivate again as a human, can I avoid her nature as an innate demon god? I also prepared another plan. If reincarnation fails, or she still wants the body of a demon god after reincarnation, then I will use the treasures cultivated after birth to reshape her body and see if I can avoid the innate nature."

Zhao Changhe's heart was moved: "That lotus platform..."

“Yes, I originally prepared that lotus platform for Piao Miao.” Ye Wuming replied calmly: “Of course, my calculations also had many deviations. I originally thought that the lotus platform would be sealed in the Ye Palace, and I would hand it over to her in person when the time comes… I don’t know if it can settle the grudge, but at least it can make her anger subside a little… But I didn’t expect that you actually traveled back to the ancient times and stole the lotus platform yourself…”

Zhao Changhe suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Wuming asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Changhe said: "I once thought, maybe it was because you knew that Piao Miao stole the lotus platform that you killed her. If that's the case, the cause and effect would be a mess... Fortunately, that's not the case."

"So you have always avoided traveling to ancient times?"

"Well, I'm just afraid of interfering with cause and effect, which could lead to inexplicable changes, or even the creation of parallel time and space... I'd better not make trouble for no reason." Zhao Changhe paused, and suddenly said, "Do you know that the other person was me at that time?"

"Ah."

"...I definitely didn't know when you brought me to this world. When did you find out?"

"Please, my eyes are on you, watching you and Piaomiao go back."

Zhao Changhe held his forehead with his hand.

"Of course, I actually knew it earlier." Ye Wuming said, "In fact, I calculated on the spot that the man was from the future, but what puzzled me the most at that time was that the man's intentions were too similar to mine, which was really strange... Later, as you took over the Night Emperor's mantle step by step, I began to guess that the man was you. When Cui Yuanyang was revealed to be the reincarnation of Piaomiao, I could naturally confirm that it was you."

Zhao Changhe asked: "So you lost contact from that time?"

Ye Wuming said calmly: "Of course. Your relationship with Cui Yuanyang means that Piaomiao can't escape... Since you will break into the Ye Palace with Piaomiao and fight me in the future, how can I dare to trust you?" Zhao Changhe: "..."

Ye Wuming lowered his head and sipped his wine. This excuse was too good. It completely eliminated the key point of avoiding his desire for her...

Zhao Changhe seemed to want to ask this, but he was blocked by this question and couldn't ask it anymore. After talking about this, it would be too mean to ask if someone was trying to avoid feelings...

The two drank two more cups in silence before Zhao Changhe continued the topic: "What is the situation with the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao and your cultivation?"

Ye Wuming was also confused as he spoke: "As you guessed, Jiuyou and I seem to have broken through the barriers, but in fact we haven't. Logically, Jiuyou may still be a little behind. Her understanding of the outside world is limited to the second-hand goods she got from you, while I have truly experienced it and have nothing missing. I can definitely break through, but I don't know why I am just a step away."

"So the Heavenly Dao is in a hurry to fight again, because it is indeed worried that if you break this line, there will be no hope of obtaining this world..."

"It's obvious." Ye Wuming said, "Now I have replaced the Heavenly Dao to control this world. I have easily hidden it in the endless void. He can't find it. Even if he finds the approximate location, he won't be able to start for a while. So He wants to use the galaxy to break it from the inside."

Zhao Changhe's voice suddenly became louder: "Since you haven't reached the same level with Him until now, why did you think you could die together with Him thirty years ago?"

“Why are you shouting so loudly!” Ye Wuming slammed the table: “Because I am borrowing the power of the realm, that is, the power of the Heavenly Book itself. As long as I am willing to self-destruct my soul, He will not be able to withstand it! He cannot withstand his own magic weapon, you know, just like you cannot withstand the Galaxy Dragon Bird chopping off your head!”

Zhao Changhe slammed the table and said, "You know that your cultivation is still a step behind, and you don't come to us to cooperate. What will you do if He comes again? If I don't come to you, will you only think about fighting with Him forever?"

Ye Wuming slammed the table and said, "What does that have to do with you? Which of your wives doesn't want me to die?"

"Why is it none of my business? I saved your life. Why should you die without my consent?"

"You've seen too much of the boss!"

"Mom and Dad, stop arguing..." Xinghe's weak voice came from the table.

The two of them stopped talking immediately.

Xinghe said weakly: "Every time you slap the table, I will jump on it. My heart is about to jump out of my chest..."

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe drank to cover up: "This table is of good quality..."

Ye Wuming said with a straight face and expressionless face: "I'm not your mother, don't yell."

Xinghe felt wronged: "But you are my mother..."

Zhao Changhe said: "This is a scumbag. She gave birth to a child but didn't raise it. We won't ask her for anything, Yu'er."

"..." Ye Wuming looked at the sword and really didn't want to discuss this kind of question. Whose parents could give birth to a sword... Raise your sister. He couldn't help but ask: "So where is Xiao Ruoyuren, why did he become Xinghe Sword again? Zhao Changhe, what did you do! "

Zhao Changhe dodged and slipped away: "I'll avoid it for a while and then you'll know."

Ye Wuming stared in amazement as a young girl was "pulled out" from the sword. She was squatting on the table naked with her arms hugged, looking pitiful.

Ye Wuming quickly took out a set of clothes and put them on Ling Ruoyu, then he carried the little girl down like an old hen protecting her nest: "What happened? What happened... What did that pervert do to you?"

"It's not about Daddy..." Ling Ruoyu explained briefly, and finally understood why Master emphasized that Ye Wuming should call him daddy. When he became Ling Ruoyu, Ye Wuming's performance was obviously different from that of a sword.

Normally, a person like Ye Wuming would have seen through the essence of things and would not be constrained by the form. But when a little girl and a sword called her mother, she still inevitably had a serious sensory difference.

Although the little girl's features were not as similar to those of twin sisters like herself and Jiuyou, it was obvious that they had a mother-daughter pattern. It was hard to describe the feeling I had when I saw her.

When it comes to a sword, you can say it's just sword forging, but how can sword forging be the responsibility of the father and mother? Wouldn't those craftsmen be able to give birth to piglets better than sows?
But it is really hard to say such words to a little girl who is very similar to you in appearance, aura and martial arts spirit, and calls you "mother" in a playful way.

When Ye Wuming knew that he was writing the List of Troubled Times based on the observations of the Heavenly Book, he saw this little girl roaming the world with a sword. His eyes seemed to be glued to her, which was even more outrageous than when he followed Zhao Changhe.

Whoever dares to compete with my daughter for the first place in Qianlong! Get out of here!

What the heck is No. 1 He Chui? Forget it. Ever since Ling Ruoyu entered the martial arts world, The Book of Chaos has been No. 1 Yu Chui.

Ye Wuming himself felt that he did not take any backdoor. Ruo Yu was transformed from the Milky Way, so of course he had the greatest potential. Is there any doubt about that... hmmm.

After listening to the little girl's story, Ye Wuming spoke naturally: "This is very simple. Your current state is nothing more than a spirit that has jumped out of the outer world. You can have your own body, and you can also return to this world. The reason why you can't bring in foreign objects is that you haven't fully developed the Galaxy Realm. This is too simple, mother... I will teach you, just do this... By the way, I'll give you a treasure that will be beneficial to..."

"I, I don't want your things." Ling Ruoyu lowered her head and pushed away the fruit she handed over, then took a half step back, showing some slight resistance.

Ye Wuming once again thought of the sky above Tiger Hill. When he caught her, the girl's eyes were filled with melancholy in her resistance, and she shouted firmly: "I won't go!"

Ye Wuming let go of his hand, Ling Ruoyu lowered her head and took another step back, the mother and daughter were silent.

Zhao Changhe appeared at the seat in a flash, and looked at the expressions of the two men with his eyes. After a long while, he said, "What's the matter? You want to arrest someone again?"

Ling Ruoyu naturally moved closer to him and whispered, "No. Mom taught me something."

Ye Wuming looked at her as she defended him verbally but actually got closer to Zhao Changhe, and he felt a mixture of emotions that were indescribable.

Zhao Changhe said again: "Xia Xia, why did you catch Xinghe? Do you want to take on the responsibility of raising him?"

Ye Wuming wanted Xinghe for two reasons: one was to prevent Tiandao from causing trouble, and the other was to avoid being found by Zhao Changhe in the current situation. The two things were actually the same thing, which was to control everything in his own hands.

But there is no intention to take on the responsibility of raising the child.

But looking at Ling Ruoyu's expression at this moment, he couldn't say this, but had to say: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe sighed, "You are going too far, you are so stupid. I was the one who took care of Xinghe when he was little, and Hongling raised and taught Ruoyu later. You have done nothing but lose your sperm... no, make a fetus, and you are trying to snatch people from us? Don't you have any shame? I can't beat you now, so if you have the guts, just snatch it and see if Ruoyu hates you!"

Ye Wuming was silent.

It is indeed possible to rob it now...but thinking about Ling Ruoyu's angry resistance, His Majesty the Night Emperor, who usually disregards anyone's mood and arranges and controls everyone's fate on his own, will finally be unable to do as he pleases this time.

(End of this chapter)