How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Everyone else, follow me! A hundred taels of silver will be awarded for capturing the spirit chicken!"

Whether maids or servants, they were all eager to get started, their eyes gleaming with greed. They carried brooms and baskets, and aggressively approached the spirit chicken on the cleaver handle.

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Hey, wait, wait, what do you mean, 'isn't'?"

Hei Yang quickly put his hands in front of him, looked at the kitchen knife next to his head, then at the menacing crowd, then at the kitchen knife again, then at the crowd again: "What, can anyone tell me what's going on? What happened?"

"Ah, Xiaoyang, you're back!"

Qing Yiyi took the wood-chopping knife handed to her by the servant and looked at Hei Yang in surprise: "When did you come in? Mom didn't even see you."

"Yeah yeah."

Black Sun revealed his dead fish eyes and subconsciously took a few steps away from the kitchen knife: "When you go back to collect the kitchen knife and are surprised to find a Black Sun stuck to it, it will be too late if you see me then."

"This child keeps saying such unlucky things."

Qing Yiyi rolled her eyes, and before Hei Yang could reply, she suddenly shouted, "Trying to escape?!"

"Shh!"

The cleaver in his hand flew out like a streak of light, perfectly blocking the chicken's claws that were trying to sneak away, scaring it into curling back up onto the cleaver.

"Ha, the city is much more peaceful today. Even the city lord has announced that he will leave work early."

Hei Muguang hummed a little tune as he pushed open the Hei family's front door: "I'm back... ahhhhh!"

His instincts, honed through years of martial arts training, made Hei Muguang instinctively clasp his hands together, stopping the wood-chopping knife less than three centimeters from the tip of his nose.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Silence, deathly silence.

The servants in the courtyard were all dumbfounded, too afraid to even breathe.

Only Qing Yiyi's right hand remained in a throwing posture, her expression gradually stiffening as she forced a smile: "Mu Guang, you're back so early today!"

"Huh, huh..."

Hei Muguang's pupils gradually returned to normal size. He gasped for breath, swallowing back his heart that was about to leap out of his chest. Looking into the courtyard, the murderer was immediately obvious: "Yiyi, what wrong have I done this time that I need to resort to such a deadly act?!"

"Ah this..."

Qing Yiyi quickly hid her hands behind her back: "Hahaha, the weather is really nice today."

"The sun is setting..."

Hei Muguang turned to look at the sky: "Is this setting sun hinting at something...?"

Hei Yang was filled with resentment, but reason told him that he should flee the scene of the crime to avoid getting into trouble.

Step out with your left leg...good, then step out with your right leg...

"Stop!" *2

"hiss!"

Hei Yang stood frozen in place, watching his parents staring at him with unfriendly expressions. He regretted not using the "Run Away When the Wind Blows" skill to escape earlier.

"Stop!" *2

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang forced a smile: "I've stopped..."

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about it!"

Qing Yiyi pointed to the corner where Hei Yang's rooster was spying. Instantly, it was locked onto by a strong killing intent, its leg twitched, and it fainted!

"Cluck..."

The rooster curled up, feeling its omen of death shining brightly.

……

The rooster woke up again and found himself next to a spirit rooster that was bound hand and foot. The three of them sat on a stool and surrounded the two of them.

Hei Muguang and Qing Yiyi both had menacing expressions, while only Hei Yang's gaze was somewhat evasive.

"Wake up."

Hei Muguang looked at the rooster and nodded seriously: "Very good, the joint trial by the three judicial departments shall officially begin!"

"Hmph, you've been crowing in our house for many years, you've earned your reputation even if you haven't done anything special."

Qing Yiyi smiled gently, completely different from before: "Moreover, you even managed to bring back the spirit chicken, making it walk right into your trap. You deserve a lot of credit."

“That’s right, our family isn’t unreasonable either.”

Hei Muguang nodded in agreement: "How about this, we'll give you two choices. One is that you two break up, and we'll offer the spirit chicken to the immortal. From now on, you'll enjoy a life of luxury."

"Secondly, your feelings for each other are genuine and you are reluctant to part."

Qing Yiyi said with a grin, "In this way, you and the spirit chicken will be packaged together and offered to the immortal. Although we cannot be born on the same day, we can die on the same day."

"Is this even considered a choice...?"

Hei Yang covered his face and muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like I'm the villain? Is there some mistake...?"

"Xiaoyang, what are you saying?"

Qing Yiyi turned to look at Hei Yang and smiled slightly: "Tell Mom and Dad what it is."

"Oh, well, I mean..."

Hei Yang frowned and yelled at the rooster, "Did you hear me? My mother is asking you a question. You choose whether to live or die!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The rooster finally couldn't take it anymore and ran away from the house, leaving behind only the mournful-looking rooster.

Although the rooster in Hei Yang's family had developed some intelligence over time, it was far less intelligent than a true spirited rooster. Now, terrified, it couldn't care less about anything else...

"Cluck..."

The rooster crowed mournfully; in the end, all their efforts had been in vain…

"See? It doesn't love you at all."

Qing Yiyi looked at the spirit rooster: "Have you felt the pain of being hurt by love? Do you think there isn't a single good rooster in this world?"

"Cluck..."

The rooster nodded gently, its face showing sadness.

"so……"

Hei Muguang raised an eyebrow and concluded, "In such a pathetic world, what's the point of living? It's better to dedicate my life to illuminating my son's bright future..."

"These two are starting to talk in a more and more dangerous way..."

Hei Yang muttered in an even softer voice, "Wouldn't this be considered bewitching chicken hearts...?"

"Cack!"

The clever rooster suddenly came to its senses. Wait a minute, it could find another rooster if it was gone. It had no intention of dying!

No, let it out. It wants to go back to the woods; it doesn't want to come here anymore!

"Hmph, that's not up to you!"

Qing Yiyi snorted coldly: "Someone come here, pack it up immediately, we'll deliver it..."

"Wait a minute, wouldn't it be too presumptuous of us to visit so abruptly? What do you think, Mu Guang?"

"Um……"

Hei Muguang pondered for a moment, then looked at Hei Yang: "I think we should ask Xiao Yang what he thinks. Taking a master is a major life event, let alone taking a celestial master as a disciple..."

"Oh dear, the immortal only said he liked to eat chicken, he didn't say that offering a spirit chicken would guarantee a place as an apprentice."

Hei Yang's lips twitched. Something was wrong with this. If this continued, and he really succeeded in becoming a disciple, wouldn't Hong Li be the one who won without lifting a finger?

We must not let this happen!

How could you think like that?

Hei Muguang frowned and said, "Some things may fail after trying, but if you don't even dare to try, you will definitely not succeed."

"Yes, yes."

Qing Yiyi nodded in agreement, "Your dad is right, he's a celestial being! Countless people would love to be associated with him but can't!"

"Without further ado, let's set off immediately!"

Hei Muguang said solemnly, "To avoid any unforeseen complications!"

"No no no!"

Hei Yang subconsciously waved his hand in refusal.

"Huh?"*2