TL: bluedreamsfairy

  PR: Lazybug Meimei

  Since in it’s mind he seemed to be capable, Little Qilin subconsciously believed he would have a good technique, like unsealing the Demon Dao, to find its master. Thus, it just waited his next move with an envious gaze. But, unexpectedly, after retracting the messenger, Han Shanyue suddenly walked ashore, sat down on a platform and closed his eyes.

  He was still sitting leisurely at this time?

  With the scales raised, it charged toward him: “You aren’t going to look for my master anymore?!”


  Han Shanyue kept still and silent.

  Little Qilin exploded: “You bestowed her the title of concubine! And this title is like the wife’s… Don’t you feel worried that your wife has been captured away by another man??!”


  “She wasn’t.” Han Shanyue finally replied. His tone did not contain any temperature: “She fled.”


  It almost choked: “She fled… fled from the marriage indeed. So you don’t want her anymore?” it asked again naively.

  Han Shanyue opened his eyes, answering in a cold voice: “Why must this One marry an unwilling and fleeing woman? She has no room for regret now that she has escaped!”


  “So the bethroning is not valid anymore?” Little Qilin, who didn’t know how it felt, seemed both unbearably angry and relieved for its master. In the end, Ning Xuemo was absolutely against this wedding.

  Han Shanyue shut his eyes off again, not speaking anymore.

  “So you really won’t search for my master anymore?” Little Qilin wasn’t willing to give up.

  Han Shanyue just gave a one-word response: “Wait!”


  Since he passed down an order, those people should have already started scouting through the Chaos River intensely. As he will be the very first to get the news, no matter which ones, he could just sit down and wait.

  The place where Xue Yilan unsealed the Demon Dao should be radiating in the middle of somewhere. If he was the one only who searched blindly, then he would spend too much telekinesis and even obtain the opposite result. In fact, it was better to stay put than to move at this time. Moreover, he didn’t like to talk and neither wanted to explain anything to anyone, let alone Little Qilin, whose age was like an eight-nine years old child. As expected, Little Qilin was infuriated by his last word. How could he just sit down when its master, whose matter was more urgent than the Fire Room, could lose her life at any moment??

  {tl: no idea about the fire room, I think the author meant more like burning rooms but don’t remember such a scene}

  So hateful!

  Filled with indignancy, Little Qilin spurted and smashed a big icy puck towards Han Shanyue: “WHAT A COLD-BLOODED PERSON! NO WONDER MY MASTER WON’T GET MARRIED WITH YOU! BEING A BACHELOR SERVES YOU RIGHT!” After throwing the ice, it turned around and ran away.

  There was a Protection Boundary around Han Shanyue when he meditated, so that icy puck exploded into little pieces when it hit the boundary. And even if there wasn’t, he wouldn’t still get hurt.

  When he opened his eyes and spotted the ice, he shrunk his mouth in a thin line while thinking that Little Qilin, who was impulsive and disregarded the consequences (like its master), needed some severe guidance… How could it be overconfident to suddenly attack him?!

  His gaze followed the escaping Little Qilin with a complicated expression. A moment later, he continued to meditate as he closed his eyes. Because he needed calmness, he recited something to himself, heaved a sigh, took out a bluish conch from his bosom and made some hand movements…