God of Fishing Chapter 3713 Side Story (4)

"Han Luoluo, I was only joking!"

Shortly after, Zhang Bushuai and his two companions were left bruised and swollen. They wailed, "Old Ren, save us!"

"Teacher Ren, does your conscience not prick you as you just stand there watching?"

"Teacher Ren?"

A moment later, a gravelly voice erupted, "Bah! Three grown boys can’t even best one little girl, and you actually have the nerve to cry for assistance? Get over here, every one of you, and perform 108 cycles of the Desolate God Bodies."

"What!"

"No way!"

"Teacher Ren, please, go back to your business! We can settle this ourselves."

Ren Tianfei materialized with a cold snort. "Regretting it now? It’s too late. Start practicing."

Just then, a Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp descended from the clouds and spoke, "Senior Ren, the hour is late. A great number of guests are arriving today. Why not postpone their punishment?"

"Humph! You three are fortunate."

"Uncle Ritian, pull us up."

Nine Tails replied with annoyance, "I warned you yesterday that visitors were expected today, yet you insisted on playing around in the ocean. Fine, just wait for the scolding you’ll receive when you return!"

A short while later.

Upon a floating island.

Within a sprawling manor, the elegant notes of a flute drifted through the air. Inside a vast, open-air kitchen, Le Renkuang hummed a tune with a piece of dried fish clamped in his teeth. His hands danced through the empty air as hundreds of massive cauldrons vibrated violently above the ground. A hundred pillars of fire shot toward the sky, creating a spectacle that was impressive, if not exactly graceful.

Nearby, Han Fei was intently sampling a variety of sauces. He remarked, "Kuangkuang! This new sauce of yours is incredible! Where did the inspiration come from?"

Le Renkuang gave a proud snort. "Who do you think I am? Ever since you stepped down as the God of Cookery, my creative sparks have been flowing like a mountain spring. You may refer to me as the great inventor from now on."

In the adjacent area, Zhang Xuanyu and Yi Xiyan sat in the kitchen snacking on melon seeds. A layer of discarded shells already carpeted the floor at their feet.

Zhang Xuanyu asked, "By the way, who are Xia Xiaochan and the others meeting? What’s taking them so long?"

Han Fei replied with a hint of irritation, "You’ll see soon enough. Hey, hey, pick up those melon seed shells. If you’re bored, go watch the chess match over there."

On the other side of the courtyard, Old Han and Tang Ge were locked in a game of chess. Tang Ge’s brow was furrowed in concentration, while Jiang Linxian observed the play with a faint smile.

Upon hearing the suggestion that Zhang Xuanyu and Yi Xiyan should join them, Tang Ge immediately protested. "Don’t! Those two will just make a racket and distract me with their constant seed-cracking."

Zhang Xuanyu shrugged his shoulders. "Fine then! I’ll just stay here and keep eating my seeds!"

Click, click, click…

The flute music remained elegant, rich, and full of joy. Jiuyin Ling leaned against a purple bamboo stalk by the house, lost in her playing. Not far from her, Ximen Linglan reclined in a chair, basking in the sunlight with a cluster of red grapes. Every time she ate one, a flicker of power would radiate from her frame, only to be drawn back inside before it could travel even half an inch.

Occasionally, Ximen Linglan would gently pat her stomach, which was noticeably protruding.

Once she had finished her snack, Ximen Linglan called out, "Xiao Jiu, come have some too! There are so many here, I can't possibly finish them all by myself."

Jiuyin Ling laughed softly. "They are all for you. I’ve heard that eating grapes ensures the baby will have large, beautiful eyes. Xiaobai ate plenty of them during her pregnancy."

Just as Jiuying Ling finished speaking, a chorus of rowdy voices reached them.

"Dad, I’m being picked on!"

"Dad, Han Luoluo is bullying us again!"

"Uncle Han Fei, you have to deal with Han Luoluo! Restrict her power!"

"Exactly, you should just seal her Cultivation."

"Hmph!"

Perched atop Nine Tails’ head, the young girl crossed her arms and snapped, "Who told you to throw fish at me in the first place?"

Han Fei gave a light laugh. "All of you boys together can’t even defeat my daughter. How do you have the face to come here complaining?"

Squeak!

The door swung open as Luo Xiaobai emerged, clutching a book.

Han Luoluo instantly leaped down from Nine Tails and hurried to Luo Xiaobai’s side like a blooming flower. "Mom, they were the ones who attacked first."

Luo Xiaobai tapped the girl’s head lightly with her book. "You little troublemaker. Enough, behave yourself. We have guests arriving shortly."

Hula! Hula!

The three boys who had just been whining completely forgot their grievances. They scrambled toward the kitchen in a rush.

Le Renkuang shouted at once, "Stay back! We have company coming. Anyone caught stealing food will be punished!"

At that moment, streaks of light pierced the sky. As they neared the floating island, those lights transformed into magnificent and terrifying beings.

There were savage Kylins, ancient divine trees reaching thousands of feet high, massive beasts with backs like iron mountains, giant birds that obscured the sun, and azure dragons gliding through the heavens…

"Wow!"

The children gazed upward, shouting in awe.

Xia Xiaochan and Han Chanyi were the first to land. "Everyone, we have arrived," they announced.

Han Fei looked up and shouted crossly, "Hey, hey, that’s enough! My island is only so big. Are you trying to sink it?"

"Hahaha!"

"Very well, let us shrink our forms."

The Primordial Kylin reduced itself to the size of a small dog, while the giant beasts shifted into human forms with a single thought…

In an instant, the manor was filled with hundreds of people.

These newcomers were carrying bags of all shapes and sizes.

Noticing the children staring, the Primordial Kylin and the others felt a bit self-conscious. They reached into their bags and pulled out various treasures—godly weapons, Divine Fruits, and Dao Books shimmering with Great Dao runes. Then, in what he believed was a gentle tone, he boomed, "Come here, little ones, these are gifts for you."

"Waaaaah~"

The moment the Primordial Kylin spoke, Han Luoluo, Zhang Bushuai, and the rest were burst into tears from fright.

Smack!

Li Daoyi delivered a slap to the Primordial Kylin’s head. "How many times must I tell you to use a soft voice?"

The Primordial Kylin was stunned. Wasn't that my softest voice?

Standing nearby, Cangtian shook his head. "Look at what you’re offering. Are those really things meant for children to play with?"

Han Fei was speechless. "Listen… I invited you for a meal, but what is all this? Are you moving in?"

Cangtian laughed loudly. "Junior Brother, we need a place to stay! Besides, isn't it better if we’re all together? We’ve decided to settle down here this time."

With that, Cangtian gestured to the crowd. "Alright everyone, don’t just stand there. Shall we go pick out our territories?"

Han Fei: "..."

Le Renkuang, Zhang Xuanyu, and the others stared at Han Fei, their eyes asking: Why are these immortals moving in with us? You never mentioned this!

Luo Xiaobai spoke up, "Seniors, it is wonderful that you wish to live here in seclusion. However, hundreds of thousands of common folk will be moving here shortly. You should indeed select a suitable location."

Hearing this, Han Fei realized how clever Luo Xiaobai was. He had intended to impose rules on them, but if they lived among ordinary people, they would naturally have to restrain themselves to maintain their seclusion. He wouldn't have to lift a finger.

The immortals immediately understood her meaning.

Someone laughed. "That is no issue. We are here for peace, not conflict. We shall seal away our power later…"

Han Fei smiled. "Then it’s settled! Forget about territory for now. Let the banquet begin!"

"Come on… let’s eat!"