Cang Mochen was startled by the sudden shout.
He raised his head in shock. Before he could clearly see Feng Xi’s face, he was just about to speak—
Feng Xi, afraid he might ask her for help with something and that Tianmu inside her consciousness would hear it, didn’t give him the chance to talk.
She grabbed his collar, yanked him forward, and without warning slapped him four or five times in quick succession.
“So? Awake yet? Get up already. I came to help you detoxify, not to satisfy your desires. Don’t look at me like that—I’m not sacrificing myself for you.”
“I…”
Cang Mochen instinctively wanted to fight back, but he discovered his entire body was weak and he couldn’t even use his spiritual power.
Before he could explain himself, Feng Xi had already pulled a smelly sock out of her storage space and stuffed it into his mouth.
“Fine. Since you’re so desperate, I’ll reluctantly help you.”
Grabbing his collar, Feng Xi dragged him out the door.
Completely confused, Cang Mochen was dragged all the way outside the pavilion to the cold pond.
“So, weakling—are you jumping in yourself, or should I help you?” Feng Xi asked with an innocent smile.
Cang Mochen widened his eyes in disbelief, cursing inwardly.
Damn crazy woman. With that fiery temper, how could she possibly be the Chosen Daughter of Heaven I’ve been dreaming about…
Seeing he didn’t move, Feng Xi lost patience and kicked him in the butt, sending him straight into the icy pond.
“Hmph. Weakling.”
She raised her pinky finger in disdain.
Nan Xian, hidden in the shadows, couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Women of Jingzhou… hit pretty hard…
【How dare you! Who allowed you to kick the Child of Fortune into the cold pond?】 Tianmu said unhappily.
Feng Xi casually clapped her hands as if brushing off nonexistent dust and looked at the man struggling and shivering in the freezing pond.
【You said I should save him, but you never said how. Let him soak in the cold pond for a while—the poison in his body will naturally dissipate.】
【That may be true, but your method is wrong.】 Tianmu questioned.
【How is it wrong? Isn’t he saved? Didn’t that achieve your goal?】 Feng Xi argued.
【Still wrong…】 Tianmu said, confused.
【What do you mean wrong again?】 Feng Xi frowned.
【This aura…】 Tianmu fell silent.
“Clap, clap…”
A crisp round of applause sounded.
“To treat the Young Lord of Dongyuan this way—you truly are bold.”
A man dressed in a black robe stood on the rooftop.
Feng Xi looked toward the voice.
His black hair flowed down his back like a waterfall, swaying gently with his movements. The collar of his dark robe was slightly open, revealing pale skin.
His eyes were deep like a cold pool, and the tear mole beneath the corner of his eye gave him a sharp and distant aura. His face was sculpted with flawless clarity—like a banished immortal, carrying a restrained yet dangerously alluring presence.
Young Lord of Dongyuan?
So Cang Mochen was actually Dongyuan’s young lord.
“Cang” was the imperial surname bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor of the Nine Heavens of the Divine Continent, symbolizing “saving the people” and “protecting the dawn.”
After realizing this, Feng Xi didn’t feel the slightest fear. Instead, she became more interested in the newcomer.
“Your Dongyuan Young Lord is quite pathetic. He fell for someone else’s scheme and got poisoned with an aphrodisiac. You should be thanking me. If it weren’t for me, he would have exploded to death from the poison.”
Cang Mochen, flailing in the freezing pond, saw the newcomer and whimpered like someone grasping at a lifeline.
“Seventh brother, you came just in time—save me!”
But with the smelly sock stuffed in his mouth, his words came out as muffled whimpers.
Nan Xian, hiding in the shadows, grew serious when he saw another person suddenly appear.
【System, what’s going on? Didn’t you say only Cang Mochen and that seductive fox woman would be here tonight? Why did another Cang Hanyu suddenly appear?】
【Host, don’t panic. According to my calculations it shouldn’t be wrong, but perhaps something unexpected happened. Since things are already like this, why don’t you go out too and at least let the Chosen Daughter of Heaven see your face?】 the system said.
Nan Xian looked awkward.
【Go out now? Wouldn’t that be social suicide?】
At that moment, the man on the roof—Cang Hanyu—didn’t even glance at Cang Mochen struggling in the pond. He jumped down and landed in front of Feng Xi.
“What did he say?” Cang Hanyu asked, looking at her.
Feng Xi blinked in confusion.
“Uh… I think he was asking you to save him.”
“Really? You must have heard wrong,” Cang Hanyu said calmly.
Cang Mochen, still struggling in the pond, turned red with rage.
Fine, Cang Hanyu. Just you wait…
“You know Cang Mochen, so you must also be part of the Dongyuan royal family,” Feng Xi said with a frown. “What’s your name?”
Cang Hanyu stepped closer, took Feng Xi’s hand, and leaned toward her ear.
“Guess.”
In Cang Hanyu’s eyes, he could see a red thread glowing faintly, climbing from Feng Xi’s fingertip onto his wrist.
So this is my destined woman. The Red Luan Star moves, the Purple Star awakens… it seems the love tribulation that hasn’t appeared for over a hundred thousand years has finally arrived.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Feng Xi instinctively felt that the man before her was far from simple. His seemingly casual action carried an underlying test.
But what exactly was he testing?
She couldn’t figure it out.
Her gaze darkened slightly as she shook off his hand.
“Don’t think that just because you’re handsome you can touch me however you want.”
“Cang Hanyu, you’re a grown man—why bully a… seductive fox… I mean, weak woman?”
Nan Xian finally appeared in a rather ridiculous pose, leaning against a tree trunk.
So his name was Cang Hanyu?
But how had she never heard of such a person before?
Feng Xi felt puzzled, though a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes as she looked at Nan Xian.
After all, he was the Demon King of the Southern Demon Domain. Why would he appear here?
Could it be… because of those dog barks she forced him to do before?
Maybe he couldn’t stay in the demon realm anymore and ran here to Dongyuan Sacred Residence.
Just as Feng Xi was about to mock him, Cang Hanyu spoke first.
“The dignified Demon King entering Dongyuan territory—perhaps you have ulterior motives?”
“What ulterior motives? This is the Nine Provinces Divine Continent. Why can’t I come? The five realms of the Nine Provinces aren’t your family’s property. I’ll go wherever I want.”
Nan Xian spoke casually.
【Tianmu, what exactly is going on? Didn’t you say only the Child of Fortune, Cang Mochen, would be here? Why did two more people suddenly appear—even the Demon King?】
Feng Xi asked Tianmu through her thoughts.
【Strange… what is happening? Cang Mochen is indeed a Child of Fortune, but Cang Hanyu also carries the aura of Heavenly Dao laws. As for Nan Xian… even I cannot see through him for the moment.】
Tianmu had been puzzled ever since Cang Hanyu appeared.
【Then tell me—how am I supposed to deal with this now?】 Feng Xi said speechlessly.
【Feng Xi, these three people all contain variables. I cannot yet determine who the true Child of Fortune is.】 Tianmu said in surprise.
【What did you say? Aren’t you Tianmu? Can’t you just peek into the secrets of heaven? Besides, how could there possibly be three Children of Fortune in this world?】 Feng Xi said unhappily.
【Do you think heavenly secrets are that easy to see? I am only a fragment of the Heavenly Dao’s consciousness. Without a decree from the Heavenly Dao, I cannot look into them freely. For now, stabilize all three of them and observe carefully while I determine the truth.】
【What? Tianmu, you’re supposed to be a divine consciousness of the Heavenly Dao. Are you actually fake? Did you trick me into doing all these ridiculous tasks? Tell me—what exactly is your goal?】