Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 273 Haotian Meets Yao Ji
Even after hearing everything from his mother, he still couldn’t let go completely, no matter what, those orders that led to his mother’s death were all issued by Haotian!
"Alas, you really make it hard for me to rest easy," that gentle voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of helplessness.
As those soft words were spoken, wisps of green smoke began emanating from the Precious Lotus Lantern in Yang Chan’s hands.
Gradually, a semi-ethereal figure appeared in the void
Haotian’s pupils dilated abruptly, his face one of shock; this, this is!
"Yao Ji!" Haotian could hardly believe it, squeezing the words out of his throat with difficulty.
Yao Ji nodded slightly, smiling as she said, "Brother."
"Is it really you!" Haotian’s face betrayed an uncontrollable joy as he stumbled over his words, "You’re already..."
Haven’t Yao Ji’s soul dissipated, unable to return to life or be reincarnated, completely vanished between heaven and earth!
"It was Chan’er who reshaped and awakened my soul," Yao Ji explained with a light laugh, pre-empting Haotian’s unfinished words.
Stunned, Haotian turned his gaze to Yang Chan, who stood there somewhat awkwardly, holding the Precious Lotus Lantern in her hands.
Seeing Haotian look towards her, Yang Chan’s heart tightened, and she quickly shook her head, "It’s all thanks to Shopkeeper Chen’s merit, it’s from him that I obtained the divine skills!"
Shopkeeper Chen, huh?
Haotian fell into thought. If one were to trace the origins to the mysterious and unfathomable Shopkeeper Chen, he had no doubt at all; Shopkeeper Chen was indeed that powerful!
"But..." Haotian opened his mouth, hesitated momentarily, struggling slightly before he finally spoke, "Don’t you blame me?"
He had been so heartless, by all logic, Yao Ji should have hated him to death. So why was she smiling at him?
"We hate you, hate you to the bone, so please, leave," Erlang Shen said coldly and forcefully.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Yao Ji gently patted Yang Jian on the head.
"Erlang, I already told you to be nicer to your uncle, why are you still like this? Aren’t you listening to your mother anymore?"
Yang Jian, who had been quite aloof, suddenly couldn’t maintain his facade, his face tinged with embarrassment as his mother’s words instantly dissipated his imposing aura.
"I..." Yang Jian faltered, unable to articulate a response.
In front of Haotian, he didn’t want to admit any fault; wouldn’t that be akin to bowing his head? How could years of resentment be resolved overnight?
With that thought, Yang Jian turned his head away, assuming an indifferent posture.
Turning around, Yao Ji looked at Haotian, her lips pursed, she blinked.
"I should hate you," Yao Ji said softly.
Hearing this, Haotian managed a bitter smile, inwardly acknowledging that his hopes were indeed presumptuous.
"But..." Yao Ji suddenly changed her tone, showing a contented smile: "That would be if you had directly executed me, or if you hadn’t sent people to bring me food daily at Mount Peach."
Yao Ji looked intently at Haotian: "Brother, you wanted me to live, right?"
Haotian shook all over, his eyes swiftly reddening.
"You, you know?"
"Of course." Yao Ji nodded slightly, her voice gentle and sweet: "I also know that the reason you chose to expose me to the harsh sun for ten days was because you believed that with my cultivation at the time, I would not be in any danger."
"Right."
"Moreover, I indeed violated the celestial laws; if you, brother, had been partial and let me go, the Heavenly Court would’ve lost all its credibility, let alone govern the Three Realms."
"I understand,"
"Actually, I never hated you,"
That sentence struck Haotian’s heart like a heavy hammer.
"Little sister..." His voice choked with emotion.
The ruler of the Heavenly Court, the venerable Jade Emperor himself, seemed on the verge of tears at this moment, as if the immortals were to see this, they would surely not dare to recognize him as the contemplative Haotian!
"Elder brother," Yao Ji nodded in response.
"Ah!" Haotian nodded his head with unrestrainable joy.
At this moment, there was a silent consensus; this was something he could only achieve in his dreams, and yet today, it had become a reality!
Taking a deep breath, he calmed his emotions slightly.
After all, as the dignified Jade Emperor, should he truly cry, that would be an utter embarrassment; Haotian was, after all, a man of dignity.
His heart was filled with myriad thoughts, at a loss for what to say first.
Pondering for a moment, Haotian extended his hand towards Yao Ji’s ethereal spirit form and couldn’t help but ask, "Little sister, how exactly did you resurrect?"
"I mean, the details, the details," Haotian chuckled, his usual solemnity in the grand hall completely absent, appearing a bit daft.
"This, you should ask Chan’er. I also don’t know," Yao Ji’s eyes sparkled with a smile.
"Ah?!"
Yang Chan, being called out again, subconsciously responded, standing there stupefied, still struggling to keep up; she hadn’t yet recovered from the conversation between her mother and Haotian.
Watching Yang Chan in such a state, Haotian’s heart grew fonder; after all, she was his niece, and the more he looked at her, the more endearing she became.
"Chan’er... would you please tell your uncle?" Haotian asked tentatively.
This was the first time he addressed Yang Chan this way, and the first time he had referred to himself in this manner.
Yang Chan came back to her senses and, seeing the inquisitive look on Haotian’s face, surprisingly did not feel the fear she had before, nor did she find Haotian’s words annoying.
Instead, she felt an indescribable sense of affection in her heart.
"I awakened a Divine Skill from Shopkeeper Chen, which allows the use of an object belonging to the deceased as a sacrificial offering, along with a Magical Treasure as a vessel. After being nurtured for eighty-one days, it’s possible to reshape the deceased’s undead spirit."
"The awakened soul will retain all of its memories from when it was alive," Yang Chan explained slowly, gradually returning to her usual state of mind.
"Could there actually be such a heaven-defying Divine Skill?" Haotian murmured to himself, his heart shaken.
A soul dissipated and merged into the cosmos could only be saved by a Saint’s intervention at the very last moment.
Otherwise, once too much time had passed, even a Saint would be powerless to bring it back.
"Shopkeeper Chen’s methods truly are unfathomable!" Haotian said with deep emotion, it was beyond his imagination.
However, the face-saving Divine Skill he had awakened from Shopkeeper Chen also seemed to be extraordinary.
A thousand words could only be summed up in one phrase: Shopkeeper Chen is freaking awesome!
"The dish is ready." Chen Nuo strolled out of the kitchen at ease, leading a plate of food to the dining table of the crowd.
He also got a clear look at Yao Ji’s appearance. Even as just a spectral soul, her captivating beauty was impossible to conceal – she was stunning beyond compare, incomparable indeed.
Chen Nuo nodded to himself, so this was Erlang Shen’s mother, Yao Ji?
"Yao Ji thanks her benefactor!" Seeing Chen Nuo, Yao Ji didn’t hesitate and quickly bowed in thanks.
Yang Jian and Yang Chan exchanged glances and then both stood up, saying in unison, "Yang Jian, Yang Chan, thank their benefactor!"
Seeing this, Haotian hesitated but followed suit.
"Haotian, thanks his benefactor!"
The hesitation wasn’t due to unwillingness, but out of consideration for his status as the Jade Emperor. However, he thought, since there were no outsiders here, what is there to fear?!
It was his duty to thank Shopkeeper Chen for reuniting him with his little sister!
Meanwhile, the only outsider, a dog, seemed to be getting restless, raising its paw as if attempting to imitate them.
"Alright, everyone stand up. I don’t need all this formality. You’re paying for your meal, and whatever you gain is due to your own fate," Chen Nuo said calmly, casually waving his hand.
Rather than all this bowing, he would prefer they dine at his place every day.
