Chapter 221: Scumbag, Pah
"Cooperate? You're not worthy!" Hearing Li Mei's words, Cyan Dragon scoffed, his voice filled with arrogance.
"Cyan Dragon, don't be so arrogant! The only reason I'm here to offer cooperation is out of respect for the alliance between your leader and the Grand Elder. Otherwise, who do you think you are? In your current state, I could kill you right now!" Having been rebuked and humiliated by Cyan Dragon twice in a row, Li Mei finally snapped, her voice sharp as she cursed.
"You're welcome to try! Just because they're working with the Elder Witch doesn't mean I'll work with you!" Cyan Dragon's voice grew colder still, now laced with a hint of killing intent. The night wind in the courtyard seemed to chill by several degrees.
"We'll see about that!" Li Mei stared into the room for a long time. In the end, she decided against attacking and turned to leave.
Li Mei was certain that Cyan Dragon was a spent force, but his firm, domineering tone made her hesitate. She didn't dare to act rashly, unsure if anyone else was lurking nearby.
She was no match for any of Cyan Dragon's Elders, not even the deceased Lingling Daoist.
"She's quite cautious!"
Sure enough, after Li Mei left, an old Daoist slowly emerged and appeared behind Cyan Dragon. He wore a long, gray robe, his hair was tied back casually, and he held a duster in his hand, giving him the air of a celestial sage.
"Feng Chenzi, what do you think of Zhou Fan? Can he be won over?" Cyan Dragon didn't turn around or acknowledge the man's comment, simply asking a question of his own.
"You're asking me? You should know better than I do. Everything I know came from my junior brother!" Feng Chenzi raised an eyebrow, displeased. His celestial, sage-like image vanished completely as he sat down to the side, produced a wine flask from thin air, and began to sip from it.
"If I'm not mistaken, the Earth Elixir he took during our fight was a Recovery Pill. It seems only that one senior from your school has those, correct? So Lingling Daoist must have been the one who went to beg for them and then gave them to Zhou Fan."
Cyan Dragon frowned slightly, recalling how Zhou Fan had taken the pills several times. He turned to look at Feng Chenzi.
"Oh, that. I know all about it. After my junior brother came back with them, he even left a few for me!" Feng Chenzi said with a nonchalant expression, but his words nearly made Cyan Dragon break down.
"Then why didn't you tell me? Do you have any idea how close I came to dying at Zhou Fan's hands? That guy was popping those pills like they were candy, and who knows how many he has left!" Cyan Dragon swore that if his current condition didn't prevent it, he would leap up, run Feng Chenzi through with his Cyan Frost Sword, and crack open his skull to see what the hell was inside.
"I went and asked that good-for-nothing martial nephew of mine. He probably has three or four pills left. Should be enough to last him for another round with you!" Feng Chenzi said with a mischievous grin. This infuriated Cyan Dragon so much that he turned his head and refused to look at him.
"In truth, you already know the answer to whether or not you want to win Zhou Fan over, don't you?" Feng Chenzi said nonchalantly after taking a sip of wine.
Cyan Dragon said nothing. He slowly closed his eyes and returned to his meditation.
Before they knew it, the sky began to lighten on the horizon. Zhou Fan turned to look at Chen Yao and saw that she had fallen asleep. He gave her a gentle nudge. "Wake up. The sun's about to come up. It should be beautiful."
"Nnngh, so sleepy…" Chen Yao mumbled, half-awake. Instead of opening her eyes, she hugged Zhou Fan's arm tighter and nuzzled her head against it.
"You're asking for it. Don't blame me!" Zhou Fan muttered with a sigh. He then swept Chen Yao up in a princess carry and started running around the top of the tower, accompanied by her blood-curdling screams.
"AHHH! Zhou Fan, put me down! I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm really awake!" Chen Yao nearly fainted from fright, especially when Zhou Fan stopped right at the bungee jumping spot. Staring down from a height of several hundred meters, she clung to him for dear life, her face pale with terror.
"You clueless jerk! You dense, clueless jerk! You don't have a romantic bone in your body! What does Chu Yan even see in you? And then last night you were bragging about having a 'little wife'? You think you're so smooth, you scumbag! Ptooey!"
Once she was safely on the ground, Chen Yao started pummeling Zhou Fan with her little fists, cursing him nonstop as she hit him.
Suddenly, Zhou Fan grabbed Chen Yao's shoulders and gently turned her around to face the distant horizon, where a red sun was slowly beginning to rise.
"Wow, it's so beautiful! It's a completely different kind of beauty from watching it on a mountain!" Chen Yao's eyes widened, and she forgot all about hitting Zhou Fan. She quickly took out her phone, stood on her tiptoes, hooked her left arm around Zhou Fan's neck, and snapped a smiling selfie with the rising sun behind them.