Rebirth of MC Chapter 189

Vast and various petals falling in the gorgeous courtyard, fine gauzes fluttering in the wind.

The luxurious pavilion was embed of all kinds of gems, occasionally a low laugh could be heard.

“Palace Master, please don’t be like this...”

“Like this how?”  

Suddenly, a purple light quickly flashed and descended on the outside of the small pavilion, a man with a long guqin was holding a letter in his hand, he kneeled down on the ground: “Ming Qin greets Palace Master”

“What’s the matter?” the one in the pavilion stopped moving and spoke indifferently, his magnetic voice was hoa.r.s.e, kinda s.e.xy, but at the same time he seemed to be a little bit displeased. 

Hearing his displeased tone, Ming Qin lowered his body and unhurriedly said: “Outside the Palace there’s someone who is asking to see Palace Master, besides that the letter presents a seal... and the signature on the seal is...”

“Whose?” 

“It’s mister Tianqi’s signature!” saying this, Ming Qin’s kneels completely dropped on the ground (uhmm, if you have watched Chinese dramas, when spies, guards or servants, disciples report to their superiors, they a.s.sume a particular position: a kneel down and the other leg up at 90 degrees, hands in front of the face, one hand entirely curled and the other is extended above the curled one, head bowed down). 

The number one Taoist Tianqi of the Taoist Sect, Buddhist Sect’s Lotus Monk Lian Xiang and Tianyin Palace Master were sworn friends... from the death of Tianqi to Great Master Lian Xiang disappearance... Palace Master suddenly shut off from the outside world... everything appeared unusual... even when Palace Master himself went out, in the Immortal Palace n.o.body dared to mention those two names in front of him. 

“Tianqi? Interesting... the one sending the letter... who is he?”

“It’s a black haired man wearing a black robe, he is carrying a five or six years old child”

“Ó... the letter”

“Yes” Ming Qin handed the letter over.

The fine gauzes inside the pavilion suddenly emitted a silver thread, drawing the letter into the pavilion. Slender fingers slowly raised the letter, scratched the opening and then pulled out a black scale. Observing it, Tianyin Palace Master slightly squinted his eyes: “It’s actually him...”

The people who were blocked outside the Palace’s door, Long Zhanye and Huo Zaiyuan, never had traces of getting irritated from waiting. The little one reached his hand out and successfully caught a floating petal, he smiled brightly: “Xi xi, Zhanye!, I caught it!, I caught it!”

“En, my little Yuan is the most amazing, catch more, let little Lu brew Taohuajiu (Peach Blossom Wine)”

Peach Blossom Wine

“Okay” hearing Long Zhanye’s words, Huo Zaiyuan laughed and, stretching his hand, he continued to catch the Peach Blossom floating petals, and didn’t forget to command Long Zhanye: “Over there!, here! There, this side! Haha! Caught it again!!”

All along, the magnificent and solemn Tianyin Immortal Palace rarely heard the complacent, sweet and tinkling laugh of a child.

A purple light flickered, the leaving Ming Qin once again appeared, he respectfully bent his body towards Long Zhanye and Huo Zaiyuan: “Palace Master is asking you in... dear guests, please follow this Ming Qin”

“Lead the way” Long Zhanye nodded his head, followed up and then said to the little child in his arms: “That man is so slow, later on remember to shout him you want Peach Blossom Pastries”

“En en, I want Peach Blossom Pastries, put them in the Bamboo House”

“En en, little Yuan is the smartest”

The one leading the way, Ming Qin, listened to the dialogue of the two people behind him, his mouth slightly shrinked... Those two... came to Tianyin Immortal Palace... was it because of... the Peach Blossom Pastries?!?

Long Zhanye and Huo Zaiyuan followed Ming Qin until they arrived in a courtyard, where fine gauzes were waving around, the gorgeous pavilion, the small bridge flowing water, a slightly cool breeze blowing... hanging above the edges of the long pathway, multi colored gems were turned into Wind Bells and were producing a crisp and beautiful sound. 

An handsome silver haired man wearing gorgeous gold and white brocades with a slender figure was sitting inside the pavilion, his joints were distinct, just like his white jade gentle hands holding a folding fan, all at once tapping on the white jade table, the “dudu” sound matched perfectly with the Wind Bells, how harmonious! 

When he saw Long Zhanye and the child in his arms following Ming Qin, his long and thin eyes slightly narrowed: “Ze ze, don’t tell me that several big sects has broken through your dragon nest, so you came here to rely on this Master’s help?”

“Heng!, haven’t seen you for several thousand of years, Fan Yin... your mouth is still so vicious as before!” Long Zhanye slightly smirked, and then looking at his gorgeous brocades: “And also, your taste on clothing haven’t changed at all, still looking like gold that could move (I don’t understand)”

“Compared to Your Excellency Evil (or Heretical, it’s the same) Dragon, this Master’s poisonous tongue efficacy is not as good as the fur (it should be Long Zhanye’s ‘dragon skin’)” the outer corners of his eyes slightly raised, his gaze fell on the child in Long Zhanye’s arms: “Yo!, still hugging the child!... En, if my pitiful dear friend knew it!, he surely died with a grievance... just a short millenium!, you Evil Dragon went as far as to give birth to a child with a woman! En...” he said, slowly lifting his folding fan in his hand, provoking Huo Zaiyuan’s delicate mandible: “This look... there are indeed some similarities with this Master’s dear friend... Your Excellency Evil Dragon, sure enough like these types!” 

“You really need a spanking” Long Zhanye’s mouth slightly drew out, immediately stuffing the child in the arms of the other man. Looking at the gorgeous and graceful man’s fl.u.s.tered appearance when holding the child, in his heart he let out a wicked laugh.

“You!... This... You...” 

“Open your eyes and see clearly!, who is this child!!” Long Zhanye saw Huo Zaiyuan’s small and flat mouth (angry?) he picked a Peach Blossom Pastry from the table and gave it to him, when the little one met the delicious Peach Blossom Pastry, his eyes s.h.i.+ned... at the moment, why would he still care if he was held by a stranger? 

After Fan Yin heard Long Zhanye’s words, he narrowed his eyes and observed the little child in his arms, he suddenly raised his hand and placed it on the top of Huo Zaiyuan’s head. A purple light flickered from the palm of his hand, after a short while, his face slightly changed. 

“(Tian) Qi!”

“En heng!,” drinking a mouthful of scented tea, of which the fragrance permeated everywhere, Long Zhanye made a sound of agreement. 

“How did it happen? In the end, which step went wrong? Lian Xiang he...”

“Little Buddhist Monk is fine, only our love misfortune didn’t finish, he (Huo Zaiyuan) temporarily stayed in the human boundary. We were torn apart and came back to the cultivation boundary, my body was torn to shreds by the big and powerful strength when I was in the human boundary, and he went back to his childhood period” Long Zhanye fed Huo Zaiyuan a mouthful of scented tea, and wiped away traces of tea from his mouth: “His name now is Huo Zaiyuan”

Fan Yin looked at the child with a glint of distress in his eyes, he caressed his silver hair and then said: “Returning to childhood? Ai... coming back alive is good”

“This expression filled of distress doesn’t suit you even a little bit” Long Zhanye glanced at him and took Huo Zaiyuan back in his arms. 

“Heng, this Master rarely becomes distressed, that’s all. Oh, by the way, you this dragon tail, didn’t just want to take my dear friend here in the Tianyin Immortal Palace for a stroll, right? Aren’t you afraid that this Master will join the other six schools to surround you? Speak about your purpose, after speaking get out of here!” Fan Yin said, shaking his fan close to his face.

“Zeze, when it comes to heartlessness, Fan Yin you truly deserve it. Except for meeting you, I brought little Yuan in the Tianyin Immortal Palace to solve another matter... I want him to enter the Taoist Sect” it wasn’t difficult to see that in fact, Long Zhanye didn’t want Huo Zaiyuan to be involved with the Taoist Sect ever again, but he couldn’t. 

To make Huo Zaiyuan recover, he once again had to enter the Taoist Sect and cultivate until he broke through the Essence (?)... so all the power and memory could be restored. 

Listening to Long Zhanye, Fain Yin’s face showed a little change, coldly saying: “Heng, since that group of dignified Taoists didn’t try to save (Tian) Qi, this Master and the Taoist Sect don’t have an intersection anymore... but, becoming a child is indeed troublesome. Although (Tian) Qi was hiding in the mountains, but he has to pay attention to the Taoist Sect more than anyone else. Ai, if you want him to enter then let him enter, he has never been willing to be a weak person”

“Of course I am aware of it, you have known each other for several thousand of years. He is aware that his gong ti (skill-body) lacks attributes, which is unique in the cultivation boundary. Supposing that he will enter the Taoist Sect at this point, it will certainly lead to a lot of unnecessary troubles. This child is still young and has no clue on how to hide his internal const.i.tution/element. Once he will enter the training period, he will be easily exposed... And also, your Rare Book of Immortal Sound of the Tianyin Immortal Palace is enough to reverse his gong ti. When the time comes, I will let the flower spirit (little Lu was a flower? I don’t remember) little Lu pour his own wood attribute in his body again, so Huo Zaiyuan will be a child who is going to possess Spiritual Wood basis”

Listening to Long Zhanye, Fan Yin narrowed his eyes and slowly waved his fan: “En, Your Excellency Evil Dragon is worthy of ‘without wind there cannot be waves’ idiom (or ‘no smoke without fire’ meaning: there must be a reason)... unexpectedly you could even think of such a method... The Rare Book of Immortal Sound plus the wood attributes of the Flower Spirit” Fan Yin smiled coldly, and then waved his hand: “Lu (another chinese character, not the same as little Lu), go to this Master’s studio and take the Rare Book of Immortal Sound here!”

“Yes” a soft sound came out but one couldn’t even see a shadow, only the tinkling of the bells gradually distancing far away.

Before too long, a young man wearing a white gown and holding a brocade box walked into the pavilion, his pretty and delicate face was full of respect: “Palace Master”

“En, pa.s.s him the Rare Book of Immortal Sound and then see the guests out” Fan Yin raised his slender legs and gracefully took a teacup to drink scented tea, easily sending away the guarded Tianyin Immortal Palace’s treasure: “If there’s nothing else then don’t disturb me, I am still in seclusion”

Long Zhanye straightforwardly accepted Fan Yin’s generosity. 

“And the Peach Blossom Pastries!” a certain small foodie remembered that they came here for food.

As soon as this was said, the elegant and gorgeous Tianyin Palace Master shrinked his mouth without any image.