Mistaking My Wife for a Spirit Pet - Chapter 25

Chapter 25

“However, what I said wasn’t false.”

“It just so happens that there’s also a teahouse in Chunlai City. Why don’t we go listen again? I bet what they say will be exactly the same.”

Yu Shu’s brows furrowed, her face getting darker and darker, but Song Cai was still chattering away.

“Let’s go, let’s go listen again.” Song Cai grabbed Yu Shu’s wrist, intending to listen again.

“Song… Cai.”

Her friend’s teeth-gritting voice rang out.

Song Cai silently let go of her hand, smiling sheepishly. “I… huh?”

The two of them looked up in unison, their gazes fixed on the sky.

A fiery red phoenix flew from outside the city. In the flutter of its wings, it had already flown past the two of them.

Song Cai couldn’t help but mutter, “Is that… Feng Zhiwei?”

Yu Shu’s eyes paused slightly. She turned to the side, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

The direction Nan Zhi left in, the direction Feng Zhiwei flew in.

But the Yuyin Sect’s base is in the south.

For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly came over her. Yu Shu immediately took a step forward.

“Where are you going?”

“Hey, the teahouse isn’t over there—”

Suddenly, a clear phoenix cry rang out. The two of them looked up in unison again.

The phoenix was suspended in the sky, its gaze sharp as it scanned the ground below.

Not far away.

The ground stirred without wind. The pedestrians all made way, revealing the azure-robed cultivator in the middle. She quietly looked up at the clouds.

That azure-robed cultivator was Nan Zhi.

She didn’t really want to meet Feng Zhiwei, but Feng Zhiwei seemed to have come with bad intentions.

But what does that have to do with her?

Nan Zhi decided it had nothing to do with her. She looked away and walked toward the Celestial Brush Sect’s base.

A red light flashed. The phoenix landed and transformed into a red-robed woman who stood in front of Nan Zhi.

The woman’s eyes were long and narrow. The phoenix pattern on her brows glowed. She parted her lips slightly, and her sharp voice pierced through the surroundings. “Nan Zhi.”

Nan Zhi: …

She really came looking for her.

She was expressionless. She quietly looked at the person in front of her and returned the favor. “Feng Zhiwei.”

“Why have you been avoiding me?”

Nan Zhi was suddenly stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief. “Is there a need to see you?”

“The heart protection dragon scale…” Feng Zhiwei’s voice paused. She frowned. “Find a place to talk.”

Nan Zhi’s brows furrowed. She thought seriously for a moment. After a while, she looked around. There were many onlookers. It was indeed not a good place to talk.

“Okay.”

As the words fell, the two of them instantly disappeared.

The onlookers were stunned. Yu Shu, who had just arrived, looked up at the sky.

The clouds that blocked the sun parted. The figures of the azure dragon and the fire phoenix appeared in the sky, and the sunlight shone down at the right time.

Yu Shu’s heart suddenly stopped. She pursed her lips tightly, her face looking terrible.

Nan Zhi and Feng Zhiwei had disappeared. She didn’t know where they went.

…

Outside the city, Xuanshan Peak.

The two demons started fighting without a word, just like in the past. Fighting was as common as a meal.

The trees on the peak were all cut in half by spiritual energy. The birds and beasts were so frightened they flew high. Every move contained a destructive force. The battlefield also moved from Xuanshan Peak to another mountain, leveling one mountain after another.

In the end, it ended with Feng Zhiwei falling from mid-air.

Nan Zhi looked down on her.

The phoenix, who was always proud and arrogant, was covered in grass and ash, and the corners of her eyes were red.

She couldn’t help but frown. She hardened her heart and asked in a low voice, “So, what’s the reason this time?”

Feng Zhiwei’s eyes dimmed. The phoenix pattern on her brow also dimmed. She parted her lips several times and said hoarsely:

“She’s getting sicker.”

“I really… I have no choice.”

Nan Zhi frowned again. A feeling of disgust surged in her heart.

She and Feng Zhiwei had known each other since they were young. They could be called childhood sweethearts. As they got older, conflicts became more frequent, but Nan Zhi didn’t mind being a nominal couple with her.

After all, who would she marry if not her?

After all, dragons and phoenixes have been intermarrying since ancient times. Feng Zhiwei knew her very well.

But later—

Feng Zhiwei pulled out her heart protection dragon scale.

She cried and said she was sorry while cruelly pulling out the heart protection dragon scale.

Nan Zhi was in so much pain she wanted to die, and the Dragon Clan was so angry they wanted to die.

The Phoenix Clan turned a blind eye. They even brought up the debt of the five spiritual mountains. And Feng Zhiwei brought up the reason that her lover was seriously ill.

A hidden lover.

She pressed down on Feng Zhiwei’s shoulder, pressing down harder on the wound, word for word.

“I’ll ask you one last time. Are you returning the heart protection dragon scale, or not?”

Feng Zhiwei pursed her lips tightly and shook her head firmly. She begged:

“She doesn’t have many days left to live.”

“Please help me one more time?”

Feng Zhiwei slowly raised her hand and handed over a feather. Nan Zhi looked down at it—

It was a phoenix feather, the foundation of a phoenix’s rebirth.

She must be crazy. She loves her to this extent?

The phoenix, who was always arrogant and willful, would actually take off her phoenix feather to beg her to save a glimmer of hope for her lover.

Nan Zhi looked on in silence.

This kind of childhood friend made her feel more disgusted than when she had her scale pulled out.

She looked up and asked, “What kind of illness requires the heart protection dragon scale, but the phoenix feather won’t work?”

Feng Zhiwei froze, her face turning pale. “It’s a depletion of lifespan.”

Nan Zhi’s brow twitched.

That’s right. It was only when one’s lifespan was exhausted that the heart protection dragon scale could be used as a last resort.

“Feng Zhiwei, your help is asking me to die.”

“But Master Changling isn’t…”

Nan Zhi’s expression changed slightly. She waved her hand.

Feng Zhiwei didn’t understand at first. A moment later, she was stunned.

Silvery white hair was draped behind Nan Zhi’s head. She just stood there, her expression serious, staring at her.

Without Nan Zhi saying anything, Feng Zhiwei understood. She parted her lips, her face filled with disbelief. “It wasn’t like this before.”

Nan Zhi was noncommittal. It wasn’t like this before, but it was after she didn’t listen to old man Changling’s advice.

“The phoenix feather can probably be exchanged for a different cultivator who isn’t risking their life to help you.”

However, Feng Zhiwei, who specifically chose her, must have already known that powerful cultivators had already had their lifespans reduced like Nan Zhi, and the other cultivators… their abilities were not as good as hers, so they probably wouldn’t risk their lives to get this phoenix feather.

Thus, Feng Zhiwei’s expression became much dimmer.

Her eyes were blank as she looked at the sky. After a while, she handed the phoenix feather to Nan Zhi again.

Nan Zhi frowned. “This is impossible.”

…

Xuanshan Peak was not far from Chunlai City. Nan Zhi entered the city again and walked toward the Celestial Brush Sect’s base.

However, there were more people in Chunlai City.

The ground was crowded with people, the sky was filled with birds, and the river was filled with jumping fish.

Nan Zhi walked along the riverbank. There were fewer people here, so she didn’t have to worry about her shoes getting stepped on.

The wind blew by the river. The willow leaves rustled. Looking up through the leaves, the sun was shining brightly.

Her tired heart was soothed a little. Nan Zhi continued to walk forward.

But—

“Bang.”

Her body was knocked to the side.

She had bumped into a striking white figure. She was about to apologize but couldn’t help but freeze.

The white conical hat was knocked off, revealing exquisite features—it was a very, very familiar person.

She just quietly looked at Nan Zhi, her almond eyes as clear as ever.

Nan Zhi’s mind went blank. She unconsciously said, “Young City Lord?”

Yu Shu’s smoke-like brows furrowed. She silently reached out and placed her hand on Nan Zhi’s neck.

It was very soft, but it was slightly cool, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Yu Shu’s voice was muffled and filled with disappointment. “It’s really gone.”

Nan Zhi held Yu Shu’s hand and subconsciously asked, “What’s gone?”

Yu Shu looked up, their eyes meeting. Complex emotions were surging.

The heart protection dragon scale was really gone.

She didn’t understand why Nan Zhi was always like this.

She reduced her lifespan on her own, then gave her heart protection dragon scale to Feng Zhiwei on her own, and then came to provoke her.

If she had known this from the beginning, she would not have had any other thoughts.

“Nan Zhi.”

Her emotions were surging. Yu Shu still couldn’t give up and asked:

“You gave the heart protection dragon scale to Feng Zhiwei, right?”

As the storytellers in the various cities said, she gave the heart protection dragon scale to Feng Zhiwei to show her love, right?

She carefully looked at Nan Zhi’s expression, not wanting to miss a single thing, but she saw the look of embarrassment. Other than that, there was nothing else.

This look of embarrassment was very familiar, just like the feeling she had not long ago—in the teahouse, the storytellers’ words about Nan Zhi and Feng Zhiwei’s love and hate echoed in her ears.

For some reason, Yu Shu felt a little emotional.

She knew that what she should do now was to quickly call her parents, who were heading to the East Sea, back, and not confront the romantic dragon that her friends talked about.

The questions and accusations stopped on the tip of her tongue. Yu Shu couldn’t control her sadness anymore. After giving Nan Zhi one last look, she turned around and walked away in disappointment.

Nan Zhi quickly grabbed her hand.

The warmth from her hand came through. Yu Shu subconsciously struggled.

“Don’t move.”

The next second, something was stuffed into her hand—it was a feather. As an artifact refiner, Yu Shu could easily tell that it came from the Phoenix Clan.

“This is a phoenix feather,” Nan Zhi reminded her.

The name “phoenix feather” stunned Yu Shu. She lowered her head to look—

Sure enough, it was indeed a phoenix feather that could allow a cultivator to be reborn.

There were thousands of phoenixes living on Parasol Tree Mountain, but only a few dozen with pure bloodlines could produce phoenix feathers. The aura of this one was very familiar. It could only belong to Feng Zhiwei.

Yu Shu’s mind was a mess.

She didn’t understand. Nan Zhi gave her heart protection dragon scale to Feng Zhiwei, and then gave the phoenix feather to her. What did that mean?

Soon, Nan Zhi began to explain. She curved her eyes, and her light golden eyes twinkled seriously.

“This phoenix feather was exchanged for the heart protection dragon scale.”

“So, I only wish that the Young City Lord’s life will be smooth and worry-free forever.”

When she ascended to Soul Transformation, the Thunder Dragon Root Bone and the Red Chain Snake’s skin were both used by her. But she hadn’t completed the tasks for the Mermaid Flower and the Parasol Tree Essence Soul, so she shouldn’t have accepted them.

She was worried about what she could use to compensate her, and then Feng Zhiwei handed her the phoenix feather. It just so happened that the heart protection dragon scale could never be returned, so she might as well exchange it for the phoenix feather.

To wish the Young City Lord a smooth and worry-free life.

Nan Zhi felt that—

This was enough. If the Young City Lord were to seek love from her again, she couldn’t give it to her.

But.

The Young City Lord suddenly hugged her tightly, her voice muffled:

“It hurts a lot for the Dragon Clan to be without the protection of the heart protection dragon scale. I don’t want the phoenix feather. Will you go get it back?”

Nan Zhi’s body was stiff. She moved her fingertips but didn’t push her away. She could only lower her voice:

“The Dragon Clan is born with three hundred and sixty-five scales. How could we be missing one? But… this phoenix feather can help the Young City Lord avoid a disaster.”

“Also…” Nan Zhi paused for a second, her voice strained. “The heart protection dragon scale has already been refined. It can’t be taken back.”

Hearing this, Yu Shu buried her face in Nan Zhi’s neck.

The complex emotions were mostly feelings of grievance, but they were all soothed. Now, what was left was a heart filled with affection.

Why would she need a phoenix feather? What she wanted was for Nan Zhi to be safe and sound.

How was it refined?

How could Feng Zhiwei be so heartless as to refine something that was meant to show love?

She let out a muffled “mm-hmm.”

Her emotions were surging and clamoring in her heart, but she softened her voice even more:

“Nan Zhi.”

“My father is already on his way to the East Sea to propose marriage.”