Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1437 - 907: Madness Over a Cup of Wine (Part 2)

Ji Yinyin didn’t expect that Li Jiujiu, who had been silent all the way, could see through her thoughts so thoroughly.

For a moment, she was stunned and asked in return: "Isn’t... isn’t it?"

"That’s nonsense! Some things only appear good on the surface, but what you can see with your eyes is not truly good!

I’ve only known this Bai Zhanji for a few days, I’m no Heavenly Immortal.

A flirtatious rogue like him falling in love at first sight with me—isn’t something I’d believe myself."

As she spoke, Li Jiujiu staggered away from the dining table, raising her sleeve, making the golden sleeve arrow jingle crisply from inside.

Wherever she went, Bai Zhanji’s gaze followed the sleeve arrow.

Li Jiujiu chuckled and said, "Do you really take me for a fool? Bai Zhanji doesn’t have his eye on me; he’s clearly interested in this thing.

Hmm... are you, you rooster chick, still thinking that besides this treasure, I have other good things hidden on me?

Heeheehee... don’t guess blindly, yes, I have many more treasures better than this one, all given to me by my beloved."

Bai Zhanji’s eyes flickered, not expecting such an unexpected delight tonight. This foolish woman, Li Jiujiu, hadn’t even been probed, yet she revealed her bottom line completely.

So, it seemed that this woman really couldn’t be let off the hook.

Knowing his intentions, so what? As long as he gives it his all, in this world, there is no woman he couldn’t win over.

Bai Zhanji smiled warmly, closing his fan with a naturally noble elegance:

"So Miss Jiujiu doesn’t like my fan-playing manner, it seems I was too presumptuous on the way."

He stepped forward slowly, intending to support the drunk Li Jiujiu.

Who knew that Li Jiujiu, after drinking, would be in a completely different state, as fierce as a tiger, waving her gauze sleeve and shooting an arrow.

Bai Zhanji immediately halted, the breeze-like smile freezing on his face.

It felt like a cold wind passed between his legs, a biting chill, and vaguely, an indescribable tearing sting.

Presumably, the sharp arrow that could cut through a hair had grazed some skin.

Even so, Bai Zhanji was in too much pain to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, his expression subtly twisted.

Meanwhile, over there, Li Jiujiu was like a drunken madwoman, brandishing the sleeve arrow, dancing furiously, and filled with anger.

She was as furious as a tigress whose territory had been invaded, clutching a wine bottle, her expression particularly ferocious:

"Believe your nonsense! Is Miss Jiujiu someone you can call? Only my dear An can call me that.

You scoundrel! Trying to steal my dear An away! Believe it or not, I’ll smack you twice!"

Chi Wenyan, as the host of the banquet and a gentleman, had never seen such a fierce woman, even dropping his chopsticks in shock.

Ying Ji watched Li Jiujiu with interest: "This little one is quite amusing."

This remark indeed attracted Li Jiujiu’s attention, and she stumbled over to Ying Ji with the wine bottle in her arms.

With a thud, she fell at Ying Ji’s feet, and the wine jar rolled far away.

She held Ying Ji’s foot, as if it were a wine jar, and mumbled:

"Little sister, you’re right. Not only am I interesting, but I’m also talented inside and out, a good woman full of intelligence and beauty!

Any man who takes me as a wife is truly blessed by his ancestors."

Yin Baishuang’s eyes widened, truly shocked by Li Jiujiu’s earth-shattering behavior.

She stiffly turned to Baili An: "Is this lass always like this after drinking?"

Baili An held his head and said: "Whenever she drinks, she starts recognizing sisters all over, you’ve seen Su Jing suffer from this."

Regarding Li Jiujiu’s drunken babble, Ying Ji fell into serious contemplation.

After a long pause, she quietly said, "Sorry, I don’t have any ancestral graves."

She is the daughter of the Taiyin Emperor, one of the Five Venerables of the Primordial, who supported the earth under the Nine Nethers as Houtu.

Born of the Ancestor Stone of the Six Realms and Eight Desolates, naturally and nurtured by nature, without parents, and as such, had no ancestral graves as mentioned by Li Jiujiu.

Upon hearing this, Li Jiujiu shuddered, a faint sense of forlorn pity rising in her heart.

What a pitiful person, not even having ancestral graves.

Surely they must be someone who suffered through the trials of the Mortal World, struggling bitterly as a person without parents from a young age.

She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, her snot blending with her tears and soiling Ying Ji’s skirt.

Miss Jiujiu looked at her with a mature and steady gaze that didn’t match her disheveled state:

"It’s okay, you don’t have family, I’ll be your family, you can be my little sis from now on."

Ying Ji: "Huh???"

Maybe it was the deeply thoughtful look in Ying Ji’s eyes that made Li Jiujiu panic, fearing that this pitiable person might refuse to acknowledge kinship due to a momentary confusion, causing lifelong regret.

With a face as hopeful as a child yearning for a long-lost family, she said: "It’s okay, if you don’t want me as your sister, I can be your mother instead!"

Ying Ji’s forehead twitched with a bulging vein.

Chi Wenyan, as the host, could not bear to see Miss Jiujiu continue to lose decorum like this, and with trembling hands said: "Quick... quick quick quick, someone quickly take Miss Immortal away to sober her up."

Several female disciples couldn’t stand it any longer, they walked over to pull Li Jiujiu, preparing to take her away to rest.

Li Jiujiu was hugging Ying Ji’s leg when suddenly she felt a strong tug pulling her up.

This sudden movement was unsettling, and with the pull, Li Jiujiu felt her stomach churn as if a giant dragon was tumbling within.

A surge of ’Primordial power’ burst out of her throat, spraying everywhere.

"Bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh bleugh!!!!!!"

She vomited so hard her eyes rolled back, her little face twisted.

The female disciples who came to escort Li Jiujiu were shocked, retreating three meters as if stepping on hot coals.

They crossed their hands in front of their chests in a defensive manner, looking alarmed as if faced with a formidable foe.

Their limbs were free and prepared, able to attack or defend, they immediately fled the ’disaster’ scene.

But Ying Ji was not so fortunate.

As the first direct victim, her legs were tightly hugged by a certain talented and good-hearted woman.

Amid a torrent like Water Overflowing Jinshan Temple, her legs felt submerged in a warm, sticky, thick mire.

With a gentle lift, there were still strings...

Ying Ji was at a loss for how to describe her feelings, just staring deeply and solemnly at Miss Jiujiu vomiting carelessly.

This daughter-in-law... can she be returned?

However, Ying Ji’s nightmare did not end there.

Miss Jiujiu, seemingly oblivious, wiped her mouth and continued boasting about how great she was.

"Don’t let the youthful looks fool you, being my daughter has plenty of benefits.

I’m telling you, young lady, you also have a dad, his name is Little An, hehe, he’s quite handsome, really quite the heartthrob, truly captivating for the young ladies..."

Why does the topic feel like it’s becoming more perverted?

Ying Ji’s mouth twitched, her face grew even darker.

What on earth is this?

Li Jiujiu tilted her head up, emitting a silly laugh: "Hehe, you little girl, you probably don’t know, boys like Little An, when they stir emotions, they are quite a feast for the eyes.

His face is so handsome... his waist is so slender, feeling like a sharp thin blade, taut yet strong, on the bed, even sexier beyond words.

Hmph, with an Absolute Treasure like Little An in the Mortal World, who could even compare to a white chicken in the eyes of me, the great-aunt."

Miss Jiujiu deserves credit for relaying such detailed and vivid descriptions of someone else’s son in front of his mother.

So much so that Ying Ji’s mind conjured up some sinful images.

The Empress, who was initially just watching, was precisely and effectively hit in her sensitive spots by Li Jiujiu.

She trembled all over, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment, her eyes turned red.

"You little rascal, so shameless, so obscene!"

Originally, getting a daughter-in-law was supposed to be a very joyful occasion, but Ying Ji now looking at Li Jiujiu in that perverse, silly manner...

Absolutely heartbroken!

It’s such a sin!

She felt as though her hard-grown little cabbage was being uprooted by the pig along with the soil.

It’s over, her son was no longer pure.

The more Ying Ji thought, the more aggrieved she felt, she was eager to rummage through the small pouch she carried with her.

She pulled out the grudge-filled green-headed fish sleeping inside.

In public view, she couldn’t openly speak the truth, so she resorted to miserably scratching at the unturned fish scales, causing Greenhead Fish to cry sharply.