Some people are simply born fortunate. Right now, nestled in Jun Buli’s arms, Jun Yaotiao’s smile bloomed like a flower—the kind of happiness anyone would envy.
She was a princess, the most noble by birth.
Facing Jun Buli’s apology, Yaotiao said nothing, just laughed and laughed happily—then suddenly opened her mouth wide, revealing a pair of fangs slightly longer than a normal child’s canines.
At the sight, everyone was shocked. Jun Beiyue immediately turned to look at Meng Duo’er, and seeing her nod, everything became clear.
It was the Sky Wolf bloodline—Yaotiao couldn’t escape it either.
Fortunately, they weren’t entirely helpless—the cure for this affliction lay right within the vampire clan’s main coffin!
The blood of the vampire clan, spanning thousands of miles—they were determined to have it!
“Brother, I have it too, no big deal! Let people know if they want to know!” Jun Yaotiao declared with great bravado.
Jun Buli smiled helplessly, aching for Yaotiao while secretly relieved they’d already found a way to break the addiction.
Before Yaotiao grew any older, they could cure it—she wouldn’t have to endure the suffering he himself had gone through.
If Jun Yaotiao’s fangs had given everyone a fright, then Baili Weisheng’s appearance nearly brought one woman there to tears.
He walked over slowly, his white robes fluttering, a smile on his face, clean and pure as a blooming lotus.
But everyone knew—this man was actually a scoundrel!
Baili Xiaosheng rushed at him immediately, furious, but stopped abruptly right in front of Baili Weisheng.
Baili Weisheng took a step forward, and she actually backed away, retreating hurriedly, driven backward step by step by his advance.
Finally, her back bumped into Guxi, and only then did she stop, throwing a hard punch at him. “Master, you didn’t even come to my wedding!!! How could you do this to me?”
Baili Weisheng dodged it anyway—well, one shouldn’t expect too much from this man. It was enough that he’d shown up at all.
He cleared his throat a few times, saying with mock seriousness, “You’re a married woman now, act accordingly. Stop carrying on like you’re some kind of man all day—you’ll scare little Guxi.”
At this, Guxi felt a full-body shiver of goosebumps, his mouth twitching in a strained laugh. Should he feel honored to be addressed this way, or speechless at having gained such a “father-in-law”?
Baili Xiaosheng had been raised by him, after all—in a certain sense, he probably did count as a father figure.
Baili Xiaosheng was about to take another swing, but Guxi caught her hand, stopping her.
“Xiaosheng, don’t be unreasonable.”
“Oh my, look at that, my son-in-law is so sensible. I can rest easy handing this girl over to you!” Baili Weisheng really did play the part of the father figure with conviction, sending a chill down everyone’s spine—no one wanted to touch that topic.
Baili Xiaosheng couldn’t help but burst out laughing, pushing Guxi forward for a formal introduction.
“Master, this is my husband, Guxi!”
Baili Weisheng looked him over carefully, satisfaction hidden beneath his expression, though he didn’t show it outright, just nodding with a smile. “I know of you.”
In truth, that single sentence was already the highest form of approval Guxi could receive.
Guxi was clever enough to understand exactly what that meant. He smiled and nodded. “Your son-in-law will call you Master from now on too, then.”
Baili Weisheng shrugged, unbothered.
Yet Guxi said it earnestly anyway. “Master.”
Baili Weisheng blinked in mild surprise, then reached out and slung an arm around his shoulder, laughing. “Not bad.”
Everyone wanted to ask Baili Weisheng where he’d been all these years, especially Baili Xiaosheng—but the matter of the vampire clan was urgent!
“Scholar, what exactly is going on here?” Jun Beiyue asked, aching for his daughter, having already taken Yaotiao back from Jun Buli’s arms.
Baili Weisheng glanced at the tall one and short one standing quietly off to the side, then laid out the situation honestly.
Everyone felt a mix of shock and relief—this time, they’d truly come through unscathed, though it had been a genuine scare.
Of course, Baili Weisheng didn’t mention that Jun Yaotiao had been injured. He glanced at the girl, saw how she was smiling so bravely, and decided to let it go.
He believed this girl would grow up just as strong as Ziqing—a wound was just a wound, it wouldn’t kill her.
Once everyone was caught up, Jun Yaotiao suddenly realized her mother was missing. “Where’s Mama?”
“Consort Li just showed up—she and Meng Duo’er went inside. There’s a barrier protecting them, don’t worry.” “Is that girl reliable?” Baili Weisheng asked doubtfully.
At this, Situ Jing’er immediately spoke up in outrage. “Of course she’s reliable! She’s the most reliable one here—without her, we might not have even gotten in.”
Baili Weisheng smiled and, without commenting further on Meng Duo’er, turned to Situ Haonan. “Your girl?”
Situ Haonan could only nod, having to admit that among this whole group, even Jun Beiyue had matured considerably—only Situ Haonan, in his early twenties, remained thoroughly, completely young.
Being asked this way made Situ Haonan feel strange, as though he were being questioned by an elder.
“Mm, all grown up, don’t recognize her, do you?” Situ Haonan said.
“I recognize her—she locked horns with Jun Buli back in Nanzhao, and kept it up all the way to the capital of Da Zhou,” Baili Weisheng said, then turned to look at Jun Buli, adding, “The little girl’s grown into quite the beauty. If you keep sparring with her now, that’s outright flirting.”
Though Jun Buli was genuinely glad Baili Weisheng had returned, and grateful he’d rescued Yaotiao, at this exact moment he felt a conflicting urge to kick this man away and never let him show his face again.
If you don’t show up, everyone still remembers you.
If you do show up and don’t even say anything, everyone remembers you even more.
So please, just don’t talk!
After exchanging what information they’d each gathered about the vampire clan, everyone found a concealed spot to hide and wait for Ziqing and Meng Duo’er to emerge.
Now that Yaotiao was no longer in Li Qinqin’s hands, what did they have left to worry about?
Time for a proper discussion.
Of course, before the discussion began, Baili Weisheng sent the tall one and the short one off, having Yaotiao go with them to find food.
These two extraordinary specimens feared Yaotiao the way mice fear cats—absolute, total obedience.
“Buli, when will that batch of gunpowder arrive?” Jun Beiyue asked in a low voice.
“The Zizhu Beast is personally fetching it—fastest by tomorrow noon, latest by tomorrow evening,” Jun Buli answered. The moment they’d come out, Jun Beiyue had already thought of the gunpowder.
If the coffin mattered so much to the vampires, he wouldn’t mind blowing it to pieces.
Only through asking did they learn that internal conflict was tearing the vampire clan apart—the Blood Master had been missing for a very long time, and the one sleeping in the main coffin was the Left Envoy.
Though the Left Envoy wasn’t as powerful as the Blood Master, his blood would still be more than enough to cure Buli and Yaotiao’s affliction.
“Heh, this Left Envoy has quite the ambition,” Situ Haonan snorted coldly. He’d already been somewhat concerned upon learning the vampire clan resided beneath the Xijing desert—he hadn’t expected the Left Envoy to actually be plotting to seize Xijing.
“Don’t worry, without the Blood of the Five Elements, he’ll need another thousand years just to wake up. A thousand years from now, this desert might not even be yours anymore,” Baili Weisheng teased.
Situ Haonan immediately rolled his eyes. Sure enough, this man really was capable of staying silent if he chose to—clearly, he just chose not to.
“What about the Blood of the Five Elements?” Jun Beiyue asked flatly.