Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 768 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (14)

Zhihan had been keeping it a secret from the people of the immortal sects, and had secretly recognized Xiong Bufan as his father.

The main reason was that he was afraid that the people who had been robbed by Xiong Bufan would come looking for trouble. The sins of the father must be paid by the son, and he didn't have that much to give them.

Moreover, once the Shengjing Immortal Sect learns of this, they will inevitably find an excuse to extort something from the Yitian Sect.

Zhihan felt that his current task was to get Xiong Bufan to leave the Yitian Sect as soon as possible, and preferably sever his father-son relationship with him, so that he would not be bound by the oath all the time.

Xiong Bufan had food as soon as he opened his eyes and warm bedding as soon as he closed them, living a very comfortable life.

For ten consecutive days, Xiong Bufan rested in the Chaomu Palace.

Zhihan mocked Xiong Bufan for being easily satisfied, as he felt that happy days were waving to him.

"Father, the float is under construction, and you will be able to set off soon," Zhihan reported as he entered, reminding Xiong Bufan not to forget about the trip to the Demon Realm.

Xiong Bufan sat in the chair, munching on the fruit, not willing to give a single one to Zhihan, and said, "I understand."

There's something I want to ask you.

Zhihan: "What is it, Father? Please speak."

"Why is the fairy maid who serves the garden in the backyard mute? I want to hear the truth."

Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Zhihan swallowed her prepared remarks and said calmly, "She once spoke recklessly, so Su Mu had her tongue pulled out. My son also opposed this at the time."

"Put her tongue back in for me. She's been silent for so long, I'm so bored." As he said this, Xiong Bufan yawned.

The Chaomu Palace was too quiet and too deserted; there was no trace of life inside.

Zhihan: "Father, if you feel bored, you can go and take a look at the various immortal sects."

Xiong Bufan: "Are you trying to drive your father away, you unfilial son!"

Because it was inside a palace, the lightning couldn't strike, but the sound of thunder could be faintly heard.

Zhihan smiled, knowing that one day he would get rid of this crazy woman. "Father, you've misunderstood."

Your son respects you the most.

Xiong Bufan: "Make that little mute speak again. I don't accept disabled people here, so that no one will say I'm abusing the disabled."

Zhihan still wasn't used to the occasional new words that Xiong Bufan used, but it was enough that she could understand them.

"Yes, father."

When Adai was brought before Zhihan, he immediately knelt down, his head touching the ground, looking extremely terrified.

Looking at Zhihan, Xiong Bufan knew that this person dressed in mourning clothes was no good.

Zhihan: "Adai, raise your head, I will reconnect your tongue."

Xiong Bufan said to Adai, "I let you have these, so don't stop me from eating fish anymore."

Otherwise, it would be considered unfilial for knowing someone is poor!

Zhihan: ? ? What does this have to do with me?

Adai looked at Xiong Bufan, nodded, and then shook his head.

Xiong Bufan was unhappy; this little mute didn't know how to be grateful at all.

Zhihan used his magic to put her tongue back in.

“Ade, try to speak.”

Adai was called out, and then opened his mouth, saying, "Thank you, Venerable One."

Xiong Bufan: "You should thank me, you little mute."

Adai turned his head away and said reluctantly, "Thank you."

Seeing Xiong Bufan's discomfiture, Zhihan chuckled and said, "Don't take it to heart, Adai."

Xiong Bufan kicked Zhihan, "None of your business, let's go."

"Yes."

Xiong Bufan looked at A Dai for a moment, then looked away. Now that this person could talk, he could finally eat fish.

After Zhihan left, Adai completely dropped her pretense, bowed, and then got up and walked towards the backyard.

"I want to eat fish. Get me a fish for dinner, and I want it braised."

Adai ignored Xiong Bufan and simply walked forward quietly.

Whether this person was mute or not, he seemed unwilling to pay any attention to Xiong Bufan.

Kongkong: "Not ordinary. Adai was a fairy maid who served by the side of the Twilight God of War when he was alive."

"More than a thousand years have passed, and she's still a fairy maid; she has no future."

Upon hearing this, Adai staggered, but continued walking forward. She hated anyone appearing in her master's residence and taking over everything her master owned.

Xiong Bufan: "He has no ability, but he has a big temper."

Adai: ...

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan had become as mean as people. Back then, he was such an obedient bear.

Compared to Adai, Xiong Bufan was more concerned about eating fish and the mission. "Kongkong, how's the mission progressing?"

"Still the same."

"Oh."

The worst thing about doing a quest is not even knowing who the original owner's enemy is, as this really affects the quest's progress.

"Kongkong, has the Heavenly Dao provided any hidden clues?"

Kongkong flipped through the notebook and said honestly, he didn't even know if the Heavenly Dao existed in this small world. He said frankly, "There is no Heavenly Dao, and there are no clues. We will probably have to find out for ourselves."

Alternatively, find the original owner's memories from previous lives and look for clues within them.

"Take your time searching. Ask the original owner what happened."

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan still cares about the mission from time to time.

The original owner's prototype was a flower, which looked weak and feeble. Kongkong had no experience dealing with flowers, but had fought with the little ginseng. Now, he could only put the original owner in the space and let the little ginseng spirit ask what was going on.

Xiong Bufan lived in the Chaoxia Palace. He didn't see any fish at night, and regardless of whether they were from the pond behind the palace, he just put them in his mouth.

Everything in the Chaoxia Palace will belong to Xiong Bufan sooner or later.

Zhiwei kept the idea that Xiong Bufan was the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War in her heart, and no matter how low her level dropped, she came out of seclusion not long afterward.

Upon hearing the news that Zhiwei had emerged from seclusion, Zhihan rushed over without delay. "Senior Brother, are you feeling any better?"

"It's alright. Are you searching for your master's reincarnation again?"

It's been half a month since Zhihan returned to the Yitian Sect, and he's been busy with various matters. "No,"

Over the years, they've gotten used to being reincarnated into the wrong body each time. "It doesn't matter, I'm just a little worried."

I'm worried that the crazy woman is here to stop us from finding our master's reincarnation.

Zhiwei believed in his heart that Xiong Bufan was the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War, but he didn't want to admit it. In his opinion, it didn't matter if his master was reincarnated again.

Speaking of this, Zhihan felt a little emotional. Su Mu was the person who resembled Master the most in all these thousands of years, but unfortunately, he was directly beaten to ashes by that madman.

"Senior Brother, what should we do now?"

"Let's keep Xiong Bufan calm first. It would be best if he could awaken our master's memories."

My senior brother has always been like this; his words are contradictory, but fortunately, I understand what he means.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I remember there is a treasure that can make gods remember their past, including things before their reincarnation."

Zhiwei: "Okay."