"Rumble, rumble."
Outside the pavilion, lightning flashed and thunder roared, with fierce winds whipping up, causing the river to churn with towering waves.
Liu Nanfeng found it strange, wondering why the weather had suddenly turned so violent.
He turned to look in the direction Zhu Yin'e had left. Both she and Xiao Liyu had fallen silent. A vague feeling told him that the weather might be related to Zhu Yin'e, but he didn't dwell on it.
Turning back, he placed Mo Yu, whom he held in his arms, on the ground.
"You can go now. Be more careful next time and don't get caught again."
Mo Yu: ...
"Uh..."
Seeing that Mo Yu didn't react much, simply crouching on the ground, its vertical pupils fixated on him arrogantly without much other response, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. Had he been mistaken? Was it just an ordinary cat that resembled Mo Yu?
But that didn't seem right. Liu Nanfeng considered his eyesight to be quite good, and they had lived together for a considerable time. He shouldn't have misjudged. Besides, if he was mistaken, had Xiao Liyu also been mistaken?
Just then, she suddenly sensed someone peeping in their direction. She looked up and saw a head peeking out from behind a flowerbed not far away.
Despite the torrential rain, it didn't obscure Liu Nanfeng's vision. He saw clearly that it was Hu Mengyao, that girl. How many days had it been since they last met? And why was she hiding behind the flowerbed in such heavy rain? How peculiar.
Upon seeing Liu Nanfeng look over, Hu Mengyao immediately retracted her head, patted her chest, and wore an expression of relief. So close, she was almost discovered...
Liu Nanfeng ignored her further. He withdrew his gaze, his eyes flickering. Countless golden concentric circles spread out from his eyes, forming a peculiar virtual image in the air.
"Meow..."
Yang Ruoyun watched the anomaly before her with surprise, not expecting Liu Nanfeng to possess such a skill.
At that moment, Mo Yu's internal condition was fully reflected in his eyes. It was then that he realized why Mo Yu had been acting like an ordinary cat.
He saw an aura within her that did not belong to her, tightly restraining her power within her body, rendering her ordinary.
Now that he knew the reason, the matter was easily handled. Liu Nanfeng crouched down, channeling his spiritual power through his fingers, and touched Mo Yu's forehead. This was the weakest point of the restraint Zhu Yin'e had placed on Mo Yu.
Mo Yu felt a sting on her brow and couldn't help but meow. Instinctively, her back arched, her fur bristled, and she appeared startled.
"You! Why did you poke me?" Mo Yu exclaimed in disgruntled annoyance.
Then she realized something was wrong; she could speak.
With that, she leaped forward and, under Liu Nanfeng's gaze, transformed into a maiden.
Liu Nanfeng had always considered this method of transformation the most magical among all spells.
If animals could transform into humans, then theoretically, they could transform into anything.
The concept of "myriad transformations" in mythology was not impossible.
He even felt that transformation might be the embryonic form of myriad transformations, a derivative based on this foundation.
However, the information displayed by transformation was too vast, and he couldn't grasp it all at once.
But he believed that given time, he would be able to decipher it all. Even if he couldn't decipher it, he could follow the general pattern and achieve a form of myriad transformations, similar to Su Huamei's abilities.
Liu Nanfeng looked at the maiden before him with a complex expression and said, "You can go now."
"It's raining so heavily outside, I'm not leaving."
Yang Ruoyun finished speaking and then looked at him as if asking if he was foolish, her expression truly resembling a proud kitten looking at its foolish owner.
"Ruoyun."
Just then, a call came from outside the pavilion. Hu Mengyao darted out from behind the flowerbed.
"Mengyao." Yang Ruoyun was also very happy to see Hu Mengyao.
Hu Mengyao darted into the pavilion and then, like a dog, quickly shook her body, flinging off the rainwater. Seeing her movements, Liu Nanfeng thought of Xiao Liyu, and a smile involuntarily formed on his lips.
Seeing Liu Nanfeng smile at her, Hu Mengyao glared at him indignantly.
Then she turned to Yang Ruoyun and said, "Ruoyun, you scared me to death! How did you offend the Yangtze River Dragon Lord? We should leave quickly."
Hu Mengyao was still by the Yangtze River and felt extremely insecure.
She felt that Zhu Yin'e could jump out of the river at any moment and capture both of them.
If that were to happen, she doubted their fox clan could rescue her.
"What are you afraid of? She can't do anything to me. Look at me, I'm fine," Yang Ruoyun said, hands on her hips, adopting an indifferent attitude.
Hu Mengyao: ...
She had witnessed everything that had just happened. If it weren't for Liu Nanfeng, she would likely be in danger. Yet, she was still putting up a brave front. Hu Mengyao didn't expose her.
However, Liu Nanfeng was truly formidable. Not only did the Yangtze River Dragon Lord show him deference, but he could also break the Dragon Lord's restraints. He was indeed extraordinary.
No wonder older sister asked me to seduce him. Sister and I have excellent taste.
Hu Mengyao thought to herself in a rather chuunibyo fashion.
But it was just a thought. She, Hu Mengyao, didn't rely on men.
Seeing Hu Mengyao remain silent, Yang Ruoyun assumed she had stunned her and felt quite proud.
She glanced at the rain-shrouded sky outside and then said, "Let's go."
"Ah? Now? It's raining heavily, let's leave later." Yang Ruoyun replied.
"Now? Let's leave later." Hu Mengyao was a little reluctant. Why would they go out and get soaked in the rain?
"This rain will likely continue for some time; it won't stop easily." Yang Ruoyun looked meaningfully at the river.
"Alright then."
Hu Mengyao agreed reluctantly. The two had gotten along well in the past few days, finding each other congenial and quickly becoming close friends. They even started delivering takeout together.
Yes, Yang Ruoyun had now joined the takeout delivery force.
She felt it was a good thing. Traveling around and seeing different people and scenery.
As for the hardship of delivering food, it was completely negligible to them. Thus, what was originally a strenuous job was, to them, just playing while earning money.
"Alright, don't worry, you won't get wet because I have an umbrella."
Yang Ruoyun said, producing an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere. The umbrella's surface was peculiar, in black and white, and when opened, it resembled a Tai Chi diagram.
"This is called the Qiankun Umbrella," Yang Ruoyun said proudly.
As she spoke, she subtly glanced at Liu Nanfeng. Seeing that he showed little reaction, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Qiankun Umbrella?" Hu Mengyao looked puzzled. The name sounded so grand, but the umbrella itself looked quite ordinary.
"You'll know once you come inside."
Yang Ruoyun said, pulling Hu Mengyao under the umbrella.
"Wow, why is it so big under this umbrella?" Hu Mengyao exclaimed in surprise.
She hadn't noticed anything peculiar from the outside, but upon entering the umbrella's coverage, she discovered it was extraordinarily spacious.
"Let's go."
Yang Ruoyun linked arms with Hu Mengyao and pulled her into the rain.
She hadn't looked at Liu Nanfeng, and Liu Nanfeng hadn't called out to her.
But after they had walked a distance, Yang Ruoyun suddenly turned back, smiled radiantly, and waved at him.
Liu Nanfeng also nodded slightly, then waved his hand, watching them depart.
Liu Nanfeng didn't wait for the rain to stop after they left. Instead, he drew a circle in the air...
The rain continued for several days without any sign of stopping.
And Liu Nanfeng hadn't seen Xiao Liyu for days.
He missed her.
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