He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 799 Taking the Little Handsome Man as an Apprentice

Long Si led Xiao Shuai back, and Xiao Shuai had to jog to keep up with him. Full of doubt, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, didn't we say we were going to see He Yuzhu? Why are we turning back now? We haven't even seen him yet."

Long Si continued walking, a faint smile on his face: "Never mind, it doesn't matter whether we meet or not. You should prepare yourself and come back to the clan with me."

Xiao Shuai's heart skipped a beat—he had originally planned to see Xiao Li on the way after finishing his business, as their last parting had been so rushed that he hadn't had a chance to say many things. But how could he dare mention this in front of Long Si? He could only nod hurriedly, "Sir, I'll do whatever you say. I'll follow whatever you arrange."

Long Si hummed in agreement and quickened his pace: "Perfect timing. I have some things to discuss with your clan leader. You can come along and listen too."

Xiao Shuai inwardly groaned—how could he possibly match Lord Long Si's speed? This journey was at breakneck speed; he'd be utterly exhausted by the time he got back. But he dared not utter a single word of protest, and could only grit his teeth and keep up, suppressing his doubts once more.

Long Si was in a good mood at the moment. The anxiety that had been hanging over him had finally subsided. He had thought that his son, Shi Shen, was already dead, and he had been depressed about it for many years. Now he knew that Shi Shen was cultivating diligently and would surely return in time. Just thinking about this made him feel light and cheerful, and he even found everything around him much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Long Si's expression, Xiao Shuai couldn't contain his curiosity and asked again, "Sir, I still don't understand. Didn't you specifically want to see He Yuzhu? Why did you suddenly change your mind? Also, are we going back now and not staying any longer?"

Long Si glanced at him but didn't answer directly, instead thinking of something else. Seeing this, Xiao Shuai blurted out another question: "Sir, the one we encountered earlier... wasn't he really not one of our dragon clan? I thought his aura was somewhat similar."

Normally, if anyone dared to nag like this in his ear, Long Si would have already gotten angry. But today he was in a good mood and patiently explained, "It is true that they are from the Jiaolong clan, but they are from a side branch of a foreign race. I don't know how they ended up in this mortal realm. They can't amount to anything."

Xiao Shuai felt there was more to those words than met the eye. He frowned, about to ask again, when he met Long Si's gaze—a gaze that, though devoid of anger, carried an undeniable authority. Xiao Shuai's heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed the words he was about to say, lowering his head sheepishly, daring not to utter another word.

Long Si ignored him, a wisp of smoke rising from his feet, his figure instantly becoming several times faster. Seeing this, Xiao Shuai quickly channeled his spiritual energy to follow. No matter how many questions he had, he could only finish this journey first.

Long Si's mood at this moment was like the surface of a lake warmed by the spring sun, its shimmering waves overflowing with unconcealed joy, even softening the dragon aura surrounding him. He had kept this matter to himself for many days, not daring to utter a single word even to his closest aquatic subordinates—after all, it concerned the future of slaying gods, the hope for the revival of the dragon clan, and if even the slightest leak were to occur, it would likely bring countless open and covert attacks upon his son, which would be a fatal trouble.

But he also knew that although the Godslayer was exceptionally talented, a once-in-a-millennium genius in the clan, he would inevitably encounter difficulties on his own when venturing out into the world. No one could say for sure how many old monsters in this world coveted the dragon bloodline. As his father, even if he couldn't be of great help, he absolutely couldn't hold his son back; he had to clear some obstacles for him.

Long Si, carrying Xiao Shuai, soared through the clouds to the deep mountains inhabited by the demon race. Here, demonic energy permeated the air, thick as ink, even carrying a sweet, pungent spiritual force. The vegetation in the forest possessed an eerie lushness, deterring ordinary wild beasts from approaching. A faint array surrounded the mountain, its light shimmering like rainbows—a protective barrier erected by the fox clan over generations. Ordinary demons that touched it would only suffer broken bones and even be pulverized. But for Long Si, this array was like a thin sheet of paper, easily torn. With a mere wave of his hand, the light parted like water, allowing him to lead Xiao Shuai straight in.

The patriarch of the fox clan sat on a thousand-year-old stone couch in front of his cave, leisurely stroking his white beard, chatting with several younger fox clan members who had transformed into human form about the interesting stories of the ancient battles between the demon race and the Heavenly Court. After all, the Three Realms had been peaceful recently, with no major incidents to disturb them, and they were living a leisurely and carefree life, which was quite pleasant.

Just as he twitched his nose and vaguely sensed a familiar yet oppressive aura of a stranger, Long Si and Xiao Shuai were already standing in front of him. The few spiritual herbs in front of the stone bed rustled as the dragon energy swept over them, as if they were bowing.

The fox clan patriarch was taken aback, then quickly stood up from the stone bed, a polite smile plastered on his face, but a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes: "Lord Long, why are you back? Could it be... that you didn't find He Yuzhu?" He remembered that when Long Si set off a few days ago, he said he was going to find a human named He Yuzhu, so why is he back already?

Long Si curled the corners of his lips, his tone carrying a familiar warmth as if he were talking to an old friend: "Found it. I'm here this time to tell you something important, old fox."

If anyone else had called him "Old Fox," the Fox Clan Ancestor would have already lost his temper—he was most averse to others mentioning his clan's characteristics. But facing Long Si, he simply laughed and said repeatedly, "Alright, alright, Lord Long, please speak freely. As long as it's within the Fox Clan's power, we'll do it without hesitation." With that, he waved his hand, signaling the younger Fox Clan members surrounding him to step back. "You may all disperse now. Go to the back mountain to practice your techniques. I have important matters to discuss with Lord Long."

Once only the three of them remained in front of the cave, and even the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves became clearer, Long Si pointed to Xiao Shuai beside him and said to the fox clan patriarch, "Old fox, what do you think of this Xiao Shuai? Isn't he a good prospect? I see he has bright eyes and good talent. Although he's a bit shy, he's quite reliable. Why don't we let him come with me? I'll give him some experience."

The fox clan patriarch's eyes lit up, as if he had heard some incredible good news. He immediately turned to look at Xiao Shuai, his tone filled with barely concealed urgency: "Xiao Shuai! What are you standing there for? This is an incredible stroke of luck! Countless demons would kill to ask Lord Dragon for guidance. Why don't you thank Lord Dragon quickly!" Cultivating under the leader of the dragon clan is an opportunity that can save one from taking a hundred years of detours. What kind of luck has this kid had?

Xiao Shuai was completely dumbfounded. He never dreamed that such immense wealth would fall into his lap. He was just an insignificant junior in the fox clan, with low cultivation, and rarely even saw the patriarch's face. How could he have caught the eye of Lord Long? He was stunned for a long time before stammering, "M-Lord, what you said... is it true? I... I can really follow you?"