Zhu Zhuyun Returns

Was I not myself?

Ah Yin's face turned pale as she began to question her entire existence.

Yet in her inherited memories, she had indeed died because of the sacrifice.

Then what was she now? The daughter of her previous self?

"Moss Head, come out and give Sister Ah Yin some water."

Having climbed out of the tome again, Moss Head felt like he was nothing more than a tool.

He hurriedly poured a small portion of the liquid formed from the energy he had absorbed over the past few days into a cup. As he approached Ah Yin, he thought for a moment, then simply poured it over her head.

Xu Yu covered his eyes, unable to watch. What was this supposed to be?

Did he think he was watering a plant?

Soaked to the bone, Ah Yin, who had still been pondering life, raised her head with a startled expression.

Though she had been asleep, she was sometimes conscious, so she knew who Moss Head was.

She found this little fellow, who sprawled beneath the tree and snored all day, rather interesting. The liquid he produced was also very beneficial to her.

She was starting to like children. Was this maternal love overflowing? Thoughts flickered in Ah Yin's eyes as she wiped the liquid from her fair face. Time was running out. After hesitating, she finally asked, "Tang San... is he my child?"

"He is that child, but not yours. He belongs to your previous self. You should call him either older brother or younger brother."

"I understand."

Who knew what Ah Yin had understood? The complicated emotions in her eyes slowly faded away. Xu Yu knew that Ah Yin had probably fallen asleep again.

Could she really be Ah Yin? Had the previous sacrifice severely damaged her consciousness, causing her to become so sleepy?

Otherwise, there was no explanation for why her control over the body was even weaker than A Lan's, at least for now.

If Ah Yin was the Blue Silver Empress, then A Lan could at most be a Blue Silver King.

Troubled, Xu Yu stopped worrying about this nonsense. A Lan had awakened, so he would ask her how she felt.

Slowly opening her eyes, it was the same body but a different soul. Seeing Xu Yu and Moss Head at the same time made A Lan very happy.

Both Xu Yu and Moss Head were the people closest to A Lan. Seeing them together was the happiest thing in the world for her.

She threw herself into Xu Yu's arms and wrapped her arms around his broad waist.

A Lan sensed something strange. She looked doubtfully at her curvaceous body, then panicked and burst into tears.

"Waaah! Bad guy, someone beat me until I swelled up! Sob..."

Don't squirm around in my arms. This was Ah Yin's body—what man could withstand you moving around like that?

Wiping A Lan's tears, Xu Yu felt helpless. How was he any different from Cao Mengde?

A Lan was still a child. How could he entertain such improper thoughts?

Xu Yu felt deeply ashamed. He had betrayed his own noble conscience.

Fortunately, after Ah Yin's power completely receded, A Lan gradually returned to the appearance of a six- or seven-year-old girl. Xu Yu then placed her on the sofa and let her tease Moss Head instead. She should stop clinging to him all day.

"Oh, right, little Lan-Lan! Is that Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud any good? Could you lend it to your brother?"

Xu Yu lay down on the soft leather sofa, squeezing A Lan and Moss Head inside as he asked with a smile.

Hmph. A Lan wrinkled her little nose, clearly unhappy.

When he needed something, she was little Lan-Lan. When he did not, she was Little Brat. She was not going to pay attention to him.

"Don't be mad. Come on, lie on your brother's arm and sleep."

Xu Yu patted his sturdy arm. Without waiting for A Lan's agreement, he wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her down onto the sofa.

Resting her head on his arm, with the snoring Moss Head on her left and smiling Xu Yu on her right, A Lan felt happy and warm.

She really liked this feeling.

Just as Xu Yu was about to coax the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud out of her, A Lan's eyes rolled, and she turned around to sleep with her back to him.

Xu Yu opened his mouth, utterly helpless.

Sure enough, when people spoke, they should leave themselves some room.

There would be plenty of time for this. A Lan was easy to coax. He was tired too, mentally exhausted, so he decided to sleep first.

With that thought, Xu Yu held A Lan and Moss Head and drowsily closed his eyes.

Caught between him and Moss Head, A Lan looked up at him. Her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled happily. Everything was going according to her plan.

No more Moss Head! A Lan kicked the Chaos Ancient Tree away, turned back around, wrapped her little arms around Xu Yu's neck, and sweetly fell asleep.

Knowing what little scheme A Lan was plotting, Xu Yu did not know whether to laugh or cry. This time, he truly fell asleep.

It just seemed that he had forgotten something.

But he was too sleepy to remember it for the moment, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

By the time Xu Yu woke up, three days had already passed.

Moss Head and A Lan had long since returned to the Summoning Tome on their own, and everything had returned to normal.

Of course, the destroyed areas could not possibly be restored.

He let out a breath. Sleeping for three days and nights straight was really something else.

"Grrr!" His stomach was growling so loudly he could barely stand it. Ah, time to eat.

Xu Yu got up and stretched. Then a gentle, caring voice sounded beside his ear. "Are you very hungry?"

"Yeah. Is there anything to eat?"

"Hungry, my ass! I'll let you be hungry! If you were hungry, why didn't you get up sooner? Do you know how I spent these past three days? Buried under the rubble and dust, while watching you lie there comfortably on the sofa and ignore me!"

Golden Goose went berserk, pinning Xu Yu to the ground and giving him a thorough beating.

Still not satisfied, she dragged him onto the sofa and ravaged him hundreds of times before her heaving chest gradually calmed.

Xu Yu rolled over and stared in shock at Golden Goose, whose figure was fully outlined by her tight-fitting clothes. This was way too brutal, wasn't it? She had beaten him until his back and waist ached, and it felt as though his entire skeleton had shattered.

All she did was lie in the dust for three— As he spoke, Xu Yu abruptly stopped. He finally remembered what he had forgotten.

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't hit me anymore. Sister Yan, are your hands tired? Take a rest. I'd be heartbroken if you hurt your little hands beating me."

"Sister Yan, is it? You're getting bolder and bolder." Apparently, he had said the wrong thing again. Golden Goose flew into a rage, sat on top of Xu Yu, and "loosened his bones."

Sister!

Sister Yan!

"Will you call me Ninth Elder in a few days, then just call me Golden Goose a few days after that?"

Calling her "Sister" had originally been very intimate, and "big sister" was not bad either.

Calling her Sister Yan now was still acceptable, but Xu Yu seemed to think his status had risen, so he kept changing what he called her. That made Golden Goose furious.

Was he going to tear down the bridge after crossing the river? Once he called her Ninth Elder, it would mean completely severing their relationship. And once he called her Golden Goose, she would become his subordinate.

Golden Goose cast Xu Yu a resentful glance, wondering how she could keep him by her side. Would turning him into a puppet work?

Hey, hey, Sister Yan, there was something very wrong with that look in your eyes.

Xu Yu's pores suddenly stood on end. He felt that if this continued, something terrible would happen to him.

"Zhu Zhuyun, save me!" Just as Xu Yu was sinking into despair, Zhu Zhuyun returned.

Frowning at Xu Yu and Teacher Xu Yu in their suggestive position, she wondered if they had really been that intense. They had even shaken the house apart.

Should she go in?

Although Zhu Zhuyun hesitated, Golden Goose still considered herself an elder in front of her. She glared at Xu Yu and vanished.

After Golden Goose left, Zhu Zhuyun no longer hesitated and slowly stepped into the battered house, which had a huge pit in the middle.

Inside the house, aside from the area around the sofa, everything else was practically unrecognizable.

Even the bedroom she had painstakingly cleaned up had been ruined beyond repair.