The Unruly Immortals

Upon hearing Yang Na call him Ji Zai, Li Huo stood there as if electrified.

At this moment, Zhao Shuangdian walked over and whispered in Li Huowang's ear: "To be honest, she finally found something she wants to do, just let her do it."

"Look at her now, she's obviously doing much better. Do you really want her to go back to how she was, curled up in bed doing nothing, constantly thinking about how to kill herself?"

"Besides, there's no need to worry about her safety, since time will eventually recount, what's there to fear about her getting hurt?"

Meanwhile, Yang Na's outpouring continued, "You are the Fate Commander, I am also the Fate Commander, I am not your possession! I don't want your protection!"

"This concerns the fate of all the Fate Commanders in the White Jade Capital! I can't avoid it! Look at me! I am the Fate Commander who governs death and mercy!"

As she spoke, Yang Na's voice gradually became low, "Huowang, in the past, I wronged you. Let me be of some use, only then will I feel better."

"Otherwise, I will always feel it was I who caused you to end up in this state. If I hadn't called the police last time, you wouldn't have..." Yang Na's voice choked as she spoke.

Li Huowang held her in his arms, gently stroking the back of her head. After trying several times, his trembling lips finally mustered a joyful answer: "Alright! Ji Zai congratulates the return of Wu Sheng Laomu! With you joining, the opposing Fate Commander is definitely not our match!"

Li Huowang, holding Yang Na, turned around, gazing coldly at Zhao Shuangdian and Qing Wanglai, took out his phone, and sent them a message.

"Fine, you've won, you used Yang Na to achieve your goals, but you forgot, now the initiative is in my hands, not yours, especially when the next time recounting happens and you know nothing."

"I really want to know, if next time I tell you I can do time reversal and mix some true and false messages into it, will you two be able to distinguish them?"

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"Here, is this what your father looks like? Made by Clay Figurine Zhang."

While Li Sui was staring blankly at the flower lanterns beside, a vivid clay figure wearing a red robe, a copper coin mask, and carrying a spinal bone sword was brought to her.

"Yes! This is my dad!" exclaimed Li Sui, grabbing the chopstick holding the clay figure with joy. She missed her dad so much that even a clay figure as a temporary substitute would do.

Zuo Qiuyong smiled and shook his head. "Ah, just like a child. That boy Li Huowang truly knows how to nurture."

"Remember, my name is Zuo Qiuyong, from now on, just call me Aunt."

"I remember, Aunt, wasn't it said I'd be sent to Da Qi?"

"Hey~ you kid~" Zuo Qiuyong extended a finger and playfully tapped her forehead, "We heard you like festivals, so we brought you here to enjoy. No need to stay cooped up in the house all the time."

"What's the rush to Da Qi, we still have to wait a hundred and eighty years anyway, enjoy the festival first."

Hearing this, Li Sui nodded and started giggling, "Aunt, you're right, there are so many years left until I can see my dad."

At this point, Li Sui paused, thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, it doesn't need to be a hundred and eighty years, my dad looks twenty-something, after over a hundred and fifty years, I can go find his newborn self."

"Let me advise you not to do that, if you interfere, and in the end your dad isn't caught by Master Danyang, and he doesn't swallow you to suppress Huan Jue, messing up the cause and effect, then you wouldn't be able to speak."

Li Sui was immediately frightened by these words and nodded continuously, "Mm mm mm! Then I won't go look for him early! I won't cause trouble."

"Ah~ such a good kid. Today, don't overthink, just have fun."

Li Sui nodded, then looked at the clay figure in her hand with deep longing in her eyes, "Aunt~ I have my dad, can you make me two more mothers?"

"Alright, come with me, Clay Figurine Zhang's shop is over here, by the way, Suisui, you actually have two mothers, your dad is really lucky."

"Is that so? But my dad doesn't seem to have much luck, he's had a tough time these years."

Upon arriving at the clay figurine shop, the old man known as Clay Figurine Zhang listened to Li Sui's description and quickly started molding, soon creating a white-haired maiden with two upper bodies.

Finally, Zuo Qiuyong even had Clay Figurine Zhang make a Li Sui clay figurine, just enough to reunite the family of four.

After everything was made, Zuo Qiuyong took Li Sui to enjoy the temple fairs and lantern riddles, experiencing the whole night market.

It wasn't until late at night that Li Sui, fully satisfied, held her hand on the way home.

Li Sui looked at the three vivid clay figures in her hand over and over, finally carefully burying them in the heap of tentacles, "Aunt, you truly are a good person."

"Hey~ what kind of talk is that, kid, we're from the Astrological Bureau, it's only good people who can sit in such a position, executing the will of heaven."

As she spoke, Zuo Qiuyong stroked Li Sui's head, "Ah~ such hardship for you, having such an unreliable dad."

"Even left his own child so far away and didn't come looking."

"From now on, I'm your family. If you ever encounter anything, just come to me, I'll help you resolve it."

"Yes! In a hundred and eighty years, I will surely tell my dad about Aunt's kindness towards me! Tell him Aunt is a great person!"

"Alright, then. I too would like to see what this maverick who raised an Evil Spirit as a daughter looks like."

The two chatted as they walked, all the way back to the Astrological Bureau within Da Qi and then parted.

Li Sui was sent back to her room to eat and rest, while Zuo Qiuyong returned to his residence.

Although the Astrological Bureau is underground, as an Astronomical Bureau officer, his residence was extravagantly decorated and spacious.

Passing through the corridor, Zuo Qiuyong arrived at his treasure room, glanced at the treasures hanging from the beam, knelt at the low table, and tapped the pen holder gently three times with his index finger.

A monkey the size of a baby's fist crawled out of the pen holder, knelt by the ink stone, scooped up the ink with its front paws, and began to grind it quickly.

After grinding the ink, it lifted a brush from the brush rack, dipped it skillfully, and handed it to Zuo Qiuyong with both hands raised high.

Zuo Qiuyong took it expressionlessly and carefully recorded everything Li Sui said today.

After finishing, Zuo Qiuyong tossed the brush towards the little monkey secretly licking ink, took out the recorded paper from a few days ago, and began sorting it out.

Any small event that happens in a hundred and eighty years might contain crucial information, and perhaps he could gain some benefit from it. Even the least fortunate would find foreknowledge an enormous opportunity.