Yan Tianhen took Lin Xuanzhi’s hand outside the Flowing Moon Pavilion’s gate and asked, “Dage, what are we going to do now?”

　　“You haven’t seen Ah Gu in a long time, right?”

　　Yan Tianhen nodded, “Where is he?”

　　“I asked Qing Zhu to help settle him in the residential building nearest to the barren mountain.”

　　Yan Tianhen eagerly said, “Dage, let’s go see Ah Gu.”

　　As soon as the Lin Family arrived in Profound City, Lin Xuanzhi asked Qing Zhu to secretly find a place suitable for Ling Chigu to hide and live in. Qing Zhu was very efficient and soon found a house at the foot of a barren mountain. He heard that there was an abundance of Yin Qi because people had died there, making it too gloomy for cultivators to live in for a long time.

　　The original owner of the house no longer wanted this “haunted house” so he sold it to Qing Zhu at a rather low price.

　　Qing Zhu was happy to find a bargain. He was not afraid of Ling Chigu either. Because it was convenient for him to get in and out, he lived with Ling Chigu in this three-in and three-out residence. Lin Xuanzhi also planned to take it as his current “residence” in Profound City.

　　Lin Xuanzhi took Yan Tianhen with him to the door, but Qing Zhu was not at home.

　　The one who let them in was Ling Chigu. He was wearing black from head to toe. Under broad daylight, his appearance suddenly made the morning seem dreary and dark. Because of his contractual bond with Yan Tianhen, Ling Chigu had known to open the door. If someone else came, Ling Chigu would not have made any sound at all, pretending that there was no one at home.

　　Ah Bai and Hu Po were still afraid of him and carefully followed behind Yan Tianhen before they dared to enter the house. On the other hand, Feng Jingyu was unable to contain his excitement upon seeing Ling Chigu. He flew out and slapped Ling Chigu’s face with a wave of his wings.

　　Ling Chigu seemed to be a bit puzzled. A pair of dark eyes stared at Feng Jingyu, giving him a dead look that only Ling Chigu possessed.

　　Yan Tianhen frowned and stared at the Feng Jingyu flying excitedly like he had a dose of some drug after hitting Ling Chigu. “Maomao, why did you hit my Ah Gu?”

　　Feng Jingyu chirped twice and landed on Ling Chigu’s head, tucking his wings closed. The two feathers on his head fluttered in the wind as the bird looked especially proud.

　　“You won’t understand this. In the past, where could this King get the chance to swipe at this coffin face? I have to take the opportunity now while I can, no?”

　　Yan Tianhen drew out the corner of his mouth, “You are so childish.”

　　Feng Jingyu rolled around atop Ling Chigu’s head, personifying the word “unbridled” to its fullest extent. That youthful voice cried out, “I’m still a baby phoenix so it’s only right to be childish. If you’re angry, bite me. Bite me, ah! Lalala!” Yan Tianhen rolled his eyes and with a huff, commanded “Ah Gu, bite him!”

　　Feng Jingyu was still rolling on Ling Chigu’s head when his fat little body was suddenly gripped by a big cold hand.

　　Feng Jingyu, “!!!”

　　Ling Chigu took Feng Jingyu from the top of his head, held him before his eyes, and stared.

　　Feng Jingyu was so scared that he didn’t dare move. He was afraid that the hand holding him would suddenly squeeze and knead him into a dead phoenix.

　　Of course, he probably wouldn’t be squeezed to death, but even if he wouldn’t die, it would still hurt!

　　Feng Jingyu weakly chirped twice in an attempt to soften Ling Chigu’s heart.

　　But Ling Chigu was incredibly silent… no, he gazed at him with deathly stillness, his raised hand unmoving. Everything seemed to be still for a moment.

　　Feng Jingyu’s heart was palpitating from being stared at by those eyes, trembling for a while. Then he summoned up the courage to softly chirp twice and say, “Are you really going to bite me? I don’t have much meat. I’m not enough to eat. Why don’t you wait for me to grow up a little more and grow a few more layers of meat before considering eating me?”

　　He, the great West Monarch Phoenix, had always been a big hero able to adapt to any situation!

　　Ling Chigu was still motionless, like a puppet without consciousness, although he indeed didn’t have the sense of being a human being either.

　　Yan Tianhen also felt a little creeped out. He was afraid that Ling Chigu would really clench his fist and crush Feng Jingyu. He cleared his throat, “About that, I was just joking earlier. Don’t get so agitated. Ah Gu, why don’t you release Maomao and let him apologize to you, okay?”

　　Ling Chigu looked down at Feng Jingyu, who dared not to do more in this situation. He regretted being so presumptuous earlier, forgetting that Ling Chigu was not what he used to be. Suddenly, Ling Chigu moved.

　　He held up the smaller bird in his hand, placed him close to his eyes, and then a pair of black eyes suddenly overflowed with inexplicable sadness, as though he had been through endless sorrow.

　　Feng Jingyu froze, and then he was. .h.i.t by a huge drop of water on his head.

　　Yan Tianhen was also stunned. He couldn’t help shouting, “Dage, Ah Gu cried!”

　　Lin Xuanzhi stared at Ling Chigu’s eyes, his gaze deepening a little, “I saw.”

　　Feng Jingyu was startled. “This, this has nothing to do with me. I didn’t bully him. It’s not my fault ah!”

　　Ling Chigu unclenched his hand. Feng Jingyu suddenly lost his shackles and fell straight to the ground. However, he responded quickly. After some initial weightlessness, he flapped his wings and flew to Yan Tianhen’s head. He beat his chest with his wings in shock, “My gosh, scared this King to death. I thought my little life was over!”

　　Ling Chigu shed only a single teardrop, then continued maintaining his usual silence and stood still without saying a word. Without instructions, he would not even move.

　　Yan Tianhen asked in shock, “Dage, why did Ah Gu cry just now?”

　　Lin Xuanzhi looked at Feng Jingyu.

　　Feng Jingyu shouted, “Why are you looking at me like that? This King is the one who should be crying, okay!? Who knows if he was brought to tears because he saw how handsome this King was.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi said sarcastically, “It can’t be that he’s blind, to actually compete with a bird like you over who’s more handsome?”

　　Feng Jingyu choked for a moment and held his chest, “Even if I’m a bird, I am still the most handsome bird!”