68: Don't talk, just keep eating.

Actually, at this point, Ning Zhenzhen was a bit confused.

A person, an undoubtedly human person, suddenly manifested the bloodline of a Brocade Chicken right under her nose.

If it were dragon blood or phoenix blood, it would be understandable, but it wasn't.

It was a chicken, an ordinary chicken, the kind supplied to the mess hall.

Nor was it a demon cultivator reverting to his true form; Fang Yue was indeed human.

So, was there a possibility that Fang Yue truly had some unknown past with that Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken?

Their spirits and bodies merged, causing the Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken to be resurrected in Fang Yue after its death.

Back at Xuanji Peak, Ning Zhenzhen thought about it more and more, and it felt wrong. Although the chicken was already in the pot, what if this chicken had really had something happen with Fang Yue?

No, this chicken soup couldn't be eaten!

So, she quickly covered the pot, took it off the stove, put it into her Storage Ring, and went to find Shen Qing to give her a ride.

Returning to Spirit Beast Mountain, Ning Zhenzhen randomly picked a Spirit Beast Mountain disciple.

“This Junior Martial Brother, please give this pot of chicken soup to Fang Yue. Just tell him that I, Ning Zhenzhen, am a beauty who doesn't take what others love.”

Her face was filled with righteousness.

In reality, she just felt that this chicken was tainted, no longer clean.

Eating it would be a bit… well.

Just give it back to Fang Yue.

“Junior Sister Ning, actually, I joined the sect earlier than you…” Lu Xu, who had been stopped, said awkwardly.

He was the tall man who had wanted to beat Fang Yue earlier.

Mainly, he wanted to curry favor with Ning Zhenzhen, but it seemed she hadn't remembered him.

“Alright, Junior Martial Brother.” Ning Zhenzhen finished speaking, then casually caught two Seven-Colored Brocade Chickens and gave Lu Xu a few spirit stones as compensation.

Lu Xu held the pot, and for a moment, he felt like it was burning his hands.

If he took this back, wouldn't Fang Yue be furious?

“Big Brother, why don't we just eat it?” His younger brother's eyes darted around as he suggested.

“Eat your head!” Lu Xu slapped him on the forehead. “Let’s go, find Fang Yue!”

…Inside Xuanji Small Tower.

Shen Qing's own room.

He was currently distracted, checking on Fang Yue's situation.

After all, this was different from Lin Yi and Lu Gui's situations. For them, one only had a slight deviation in the position of his divine eye.

The other just transformed from a Dragon King into a pimp.

Essentially, their species weren't problematic.

Fang Yue was different; he had completely turned into a chicken.

He wondered if he could even recover.

The Son of Destiny has Heaven's blessings, so he should be fine.

“Senior Martial Brother,” Ning Zhenzhen looked up.

Shen Qing rubbed her smooth hair. “What?”

Ning Zhenzhen asked somewhat indistinctly, “What do you think our relationship is now?”

A sudden thought.

“Don't talk, keep eating.” Pinching the little fox's ear, Shen Qing said.

Ning Zhenzhen: “Oh.”

Meanwhile, Fang Yue, who had been taken away by Mu Qingge, was currently surrounded by a group of elders.

The reason for so many elders being present was partly due to Fang Yue's Seven-Aperture Beast Taming Heart, and partly because the elders wanted to see how this chicken transformation happened.

There were indeed transformation spells, but to change so thoroughly, even manifesting a bloodline…

Unheard of!

“Junior Sister Mu, are you sure nothing abnormal happened?” asked a middle-aged elder with a wine gourd hanging from his waist.

His surname was Ji, and he was also an Elder of Spirit Beast Mountain.

“It was indeed a bit strange, but…” Mu Qingge pondered for a moment, then recounted the events to the others.

Another Elder asked, “Could Junior Martial Nephew Shen have done something?”

Mu Qingge shook her head. “No.”

She had been watching the entire time; if anything had truly happened, there's no reason she wouldn't have noticed.

“Cluck cluck?” Fang Yue cried out urgently.

He didn't want to be a chicken for the rest of his life!

“Uh…” Elder Ji stroked his beard, his helpless gaze turning to the others.

As an Elder of Spirit Beast Mountain, he had mastered some 'languages' of spirit beasts, but this did not include Brocade Chickens.

These creatures had low intelligence and were only supplied to the mess hall, so there was no need for communication.

The other elders also looked at each other, at a loss.

Mu Qingge sighed and said, “Elder Ji, divine sense.”

“Oh, right!” Elder Ji clapped his hands.

He almost forgot that this wasn't a real chicken; they should be able to try communicating using divine sense.

Elder Ji inquired, “Fang Yue, your mind hasn't also turned into a chicken, has it?”

“Cluck cluck!” Fang Yue wailed sadly, responding, “Elder!”

“Good, good.”

The others were also relieved.

It was good that he could still communicate.

“Now, calm down first and compose yourself. We'll think of a way to help you recover. This might be related to your Seven-Aperture Beast Taming Heart, so don't get too emotional.”

Elder Ji quickly advised.

“Cluck cluck…”

At the same time, he sent a divine sense message to the other few people, telling them not to mention anything about Shen Qing, Ning Zhenzhen, or the Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken, so as not to provoke Fang Yue.

Everyone cared deeply for this talented disciple, on whom they had placed high hopes, and they all agreed one after another.

But then someone else wondered, “I heard he had a very close bond with that Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken. If we could bring back the chicken's corpse, it might soothe Fang Yue's mood.”

“Unfortunately, the chicken has already been taken away by Junior Martial Nephew Shen.”

“Elder Wang is truly benevolent.”

“Not at all, not at all.”

Fang Yue: “Elder Mu, Kunkun…”

Tears flowed from his chicken eyes.

Mu Qingge shook her head.

“Cluck cluck cluck!!!”

Fang Yue cried out to the heavens.

Today, my heart aches; today, my hands tremble!

Kunkun!!!

Fang Yue: “Elders, could you please help me retrieve Kunkun's corpse? I wish for it to be laid to rest.”

“This…” Elder Ji hesitated:

“Little Yuezi, it's not that we don't want to help you, but rather, we need to do so at an appropriate time, with mature conditions, and in a stable manner.

“However, when to do it, how to do it, and in how many steps, this still requires further research and deliberation.”

“Yes, yes.” The other elders also chimed in.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yue's heart completely died.

“Elders, a disciple named Lu Xu says he has an urgent matter to discuss with Fang Yue.”

Elder Ji's disciple, who was assigned to guard the door, pushed it open and said.

“What is it? Can't you see we're busy?” Elder Ji said impatiently.

“He said it was something Junior Sister Ning Zhenzhen entrusted him with.”

“Ning Zhenzhen?” Elder Ji clicked his tongue.

Well, he couldn't beat her master, so he had to give her some face.

“Let him in.”

“Elder Mu, Elder Ji…”

Lu Xu jumped in surprise when he saw so many elders upon entering.

He quickly bowed and greeted each of them.

Elder Ji waved his hand. “Alright, alright, quickly say what it is.”

“Junior Sister Ning asked me to return the Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken named Kunkun to Fang Yue. She said, ‘A beauty doesn't take what others love.’”

Elder Wang was overjoyed. “Good, good, good!”

“What are you waiting for, then? Quickly bring it out!” Elder Ji urged.

Fang Yue also heard this, and his chicken eyes suddenly lit up.

Then he saw Lu Xu pull out a pot from his Storage Ring.

Instantly, an aromatic scent wafted through the air.

As elders of Spirit Beast Mountain, they were all seasoned connoisseurs, and upon smelling the aroma, they knew it was the work of an expert.

Only Fang Yue felt a vague unease in his heart.

“Perfect, I haven't eaten anything these past few days.” Elder Wang laughed heartily. “You're quite thoughtful.”