After Cultivating With the Enemy

Dengyun Building was brightly lit. Ji Chaoyun sat on the seat on the side of the lobby on the first floor and wearily pressed his eyebrows. He had exhausted his physical strength for the past two days, and he couldn’t hold it anymore.

Feng Qi looked at him. Intentionally or unintentionally, he softly asked, “Chaoyun, why don’t you go back.”

“No.” Ji Chaoyun shook his head and said, “If I go back, won’t you start a fight here?”

Feng Qi retracted his gaze, muttering, “I didn’t say I wanted to fight him.”

“I know the long-cherished wish of the Dragon and Phoenix clans better than you.” Ji Chaoyun said, “If it was so easy to hold back the conflict, the Dragon and Phoenix clan would not have hated each other for so many years.”

“But you don’t hate the Feng Clan at all.” Feng Qi paused for a while, and finally couldn’t hold back his long-standing doubts, and asked tentatively, “Three hundred years ago, you only went down to earth for three months. How did you manage to be with Feng Xiao so quickly…”

Ji Chaoyun’s eyes moved slightly, but he didn’t answer.

Feng Qi hurriedly added, “I have no other intentions, I just want to know, why do you never have conflict with the Feng clan?”

“Who said I didn’t have a conflict with him.” Ji Chaoyun smiled lightly, as if thinking of something very interesting and sweet. “Sometimes the gap is too big. It’s not that easy to think of a conflict.”

It was his first sincere smile of the night.

Feng Qi was startled for a moment, and then pantothenic acid started again in his heart.

Seems he was still not hard-hearted enough.

…That Feng Xiao bastard.

While speaking, footsteps sounded outside Dengyun Tower. The two looked at each other silently.

The door of Dengyun Tower was pushed open, and a slender figure appeared outside the door.

Jun Ruzhuo stepped into Dengyun Tower, saw Feng Qi sitting in the main seat, and was slightly startled. He then turned to face Ji Chaoyun. “I heard that you have something to talk with me?”

“That’s indeed true.” Feng Qi took over the conversation and said leisurely, “Tell me, Jun Ruzhuo, what does it feel like to poison your elder brother who raised you with your own hands?”

Jun Ruzhuo’s face changed. “What did you say?”

“The wound medicine.” Feng Qi tapped the jade bottle on the table with his fingertips. The flawless white jade bottle was engraved with dragon patterns, which looked lifelike under the lights. “This is the wound medicine of your Lingyuan Sea, from that day of the lottery. It was given to Chaoyun in front of the mountain gate, right?”

“So what, this medicine can’t possibly contain—”

“We have verified that this wound medicine contains a kind of herbal medicine unique to the demons. It has no effect if the immortals take or use it, but if the spirits or demons use it, it will greatly increase their spiritual power.” Feng Qi said, “You know Chaoyun’s physique, once his demonic power is released, he will lose control. Why, do you want to drive him out of the academy?”

Jun Ruzhuo’s face instantly turned pale; he shook his head and said in disbelief. “Impossible… This medicine won’t be a problem, you are framing me!”

Feng Qi: “If you don’t believe it, we can find a spirit. We’ll know after a try.”

“Try it then! I’m afraid you won’t succeed!”

Ji Chaoyun stared at the youth in the hall, sighed indiscernibly, and said softly, “Ah Zhuo, tell me the truth, is it really not you?”

Jun Ruzhuo glanced at him and looked away coldly. “Will you believe me when I say it?”

“Believe..”

Feng Qi hesitated. “Chaoyun——”

Ji Chaoyun: “I believe you won’t hurt me. As long as you say it’s not you, I will believe it.”

Jun Ruzhuo trembled slightly, his hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and after a while, he said hoarsely, “It’s not me, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ji Chaoyun nodded. “Okay, I believe you.”

Feng Qi frowned. “Chaoyun, you’re too…”

“I understand Ah Zhuo’s temperament. If he says no, then it must not be.” Ji Chaoyun said, “Tell us, who gave you this medicine?”

Jun Ruzhuo: “Before I left Lingyuan Sea, my third cousin gave it to me. But he gave me a lot of medicine, I just took a bottle, how could it be…”

“…It turned out to be him.” Ji Chaoyun narrowed his eyes and asked again, “You said that the medicine he gave you still has leftovers. Can you get the other medicines? We will test them out.”

“You really doubt Third Cousin? But he doesn’t even know you’re here—”

Ji Chaoyun interrupted: “I don’t doubt anyone right now, it’s just a guess.”

Jun Ruzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and compromised. “Okay, I’ll go get the medicine now.”

“Wait.” Feng Qi stood up and said, “We’ll go with you.”

It was not time for haishi, and the evening class was not over, leaving the Hongmeng Academy rather quiet.

Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun were waiting on the mountain road leading to the Disciple Peak Teleportation Array. After a short while, a young disciple walked over quickly, took out an item from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Qi. He said nervously, “Your Highness, you better use it and quickly return it to me. If someone finds out…”

Feng Qi lightly interrupted, “If someone finds out, I’ll say that I stole it, don’t worry.”

The little disciple was relieved at this moment, saluted the two of them, before turning and walking away quickly.

Ji Chaoyun turned his head to look. Feng Qi actually had a pass token in his hand. Disciple Peak’s access order was one for each person. If you want to go to other disciple peaks, you can only hold the special access token distributed by the Inspector’s Hall.

It must be this thing.

“…”

Feng Qi: “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, then asked, “Does the precepts of Hongmeng Academy really mean nothing to you?”

“It depends on what kind of precepts it is.” Feng Qi smiled proudly and said, “There are two kinds of precepts in the academy for me. Those I am willing to abide by, and those that I am not willing to abide by.”

“Have you ever been willing to abide by anything?”

“Of course there is.”

“For example?”

“…” Feng Qi paused, threw the access token in his hand, then raised his hand to catch it. He casually mentioned, “Let’s head to Lucun Peak. If we go after the evening class, it will not be so convenient to move about.”

The seven teleportation formations leading to the disciple peak fell on the top of the mountain west of the main peak. The two walked up the mountain, and from a distance they saw Jun Ruzhuo waiting outside the teleportation formation on Lucun Peak.

Ji Chaoyun was about to step forward, but was pulled by Feng Qi.

“What’s wrong?”

Feng Qi glanced at Jun Ruzhuo in the distance, and said in a low voice, “Actually, you already know very well who wants to harm you, right?”

Ji Chaoyun’s eyes lowered. “There is no evidence, so don’t make arbitrary judgments.”

“Did you return to Lingyuan Sea from the mortal world in order to find the so-called evidence?”

Ji Chaoyun was startled. “You…”

Feng Qi let go of his hand and said unhurriedly, “Jun Ruzhuo said that you went to the mortal world to practice for three months, and when you returned to the Lingyuan Sea, the Dragon Ball was lost. The Dragon King wanted to save you, yet you tried your best to flee and went down to the mortal world again. I didn’t understand at the time. Feng Xiao clearly agreed for you to wait in the mortal world, but why did you secretly return to the dragon clan? What do you want to confirm?”

Ji Chaoyun looked at him. Perhaps because of the connection of blood, the more contact with this person, the more he was able to detect the shadow of Feng Xiao from him.

He was silent for a moment and said, “…You are really smart. Indeed, it was to confirm one thing.”

“Confirm what?”

Ji Chaoyun shook his head. “I can’t say it now.”

Feng Qi stared at him without saying a word.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Ji Chaoyun said in a low voice, “Actually, you basically guessed it, but you just wanted to confirm it with me. After this matter, I will tell you.”

Feng Qi rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, “Then…how did you meet Feng Xiao? Can you tell me?”

Ji Chaoyun: “Why do you always want to know about me and Feng Xiao?”

“Curious..”

On the mountain road, only the stone pillars on both sides lit up with the light of spiritual power. The dim light shone on the two of them, but Feng Qi’s eyes were still scorchingly bright. “Look, I’ve helped you so much. Without for me, who would vouch for you, and who would investigate the truth for you? After the dust settles, you will tell me all about the past, alright?”

“…” Ji Chaoyun finally couldn’t resist the unrelenting gaze of the other party, and compromised, “Okay.”

Feng Qi finally smiled with satisfaction and strode forward.

Behind him, Ji Chaoyun stared at his back. Even he didn’t notice it, that there was a slight smile on his face.

“Why so slow, it’s almost time.” As soon as the two approached, they heard Jun Ruzhuo say impatiently.

Feng Qi seemed to be in a very good mood, and his tone was lazy. “What’s the hurry, Young Master Jun? Your medicine is safely there, can they bear legs to run?”

“You–”

The two could never speak calmly and well. Ji Chaoyun helplessly interrupted. “Stop arguing, let’s go.”

Only then did the two stop their quarrel. Feng Qi glared at Jun Ruzhuo, pulled Ji Chaoyun and stepped into the teleportation formation first.

Unlike Wenqu Peak, which was blessed by Feng Qi’s magic, having four seasons and a mild climate, Lucan Peak was like other disciple peaks. It was covered with ice and snow all year round. Green pines stood on both sides of the road, and the snow on the branches had not disappeared. As soon as Ji Chaoyun stepped in, he was blown away by the cold wind.

Feng Qi subconsciously turned sideways to help him block the wind and snow, and took off his robe to put it on him.

Ji Chaoyun moved away, but was quickly pulled back by Feng Qi, wrapped in a robe. “What are you hiding for, I’m not afraid of the cold, so put it on.”

“…”

Feng Qi helped Ji Chaoyun to straighten his clothes and said, “Fortunately, Xu Zi wanted to play a trick on you and assigned you to me. How could you bear it, living in these crappy places for a few years?”

Ji Chaoyun uncomfortably turned his head. “What can’t I stand? I’m not mortal.”

“Still so stubborn. Your body is not much stronger than a mortal’s.” Feng Qi said, “And you say I’m effeminate. If I’m effeminate, what are you, delicate?”

“You–”

“……” Ji Chaoyun still wanted to refute, but in the distance, Jun Ruzhuo couldn’t bear it any longer. “Are you finished yet? Still want to check or not?”

Feng Qi: “…”

Ji Chaoyun: “…”

There were thirteen disciples’ courtyards on Lucun Peak. The two followed Jun Ruzhuo to his residence.

The Ordinary Disciple’s Court was naturally inferior to Feng Qi’s solitary residence in Wenqu Peak. There were only two simple houses in the courtyard. There was a stone table and a stone bench in front of the courtyard, and nothing else.

His Second Royal Highness Feng seldom cared about the suffering of ordinary disciples. He walked all the way, and his disgust was evident in his words. He was glad that Ji Chaoyun was not assigned to suffer here. Jun Ruzhuo was so angry that he wanted to kick him out of Lucun Peak.

Jun Ruzhuo went into the house to get the medicine. Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi stood in front of the court, looking around, their eyebrows frowned slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Feng Qi tilted his head and asked.

Ji Chaoyun shook his head. “I don’t know, I always feel like there’s something off..”

Feng Qi thoughtfully paced the courtyard for a while, turned his head to look at the other closed door, and asked loudly, “Young Master, who is the person living with you?”

“My attendant!” Jun Ruzhuo’s voice came from inside the room.

Feng Qi sneered. “You come to the academy to practice, yet you still have an attendant. How effeminate.”

“What did you say to me?”

“Nothing.” Feng Qi decisively denied it, and asked again, “Why have you been looking for so long? Isn’t it just some bottles of medicine? Have you found it?”

Jun Ruzhuo didn’t answer. Both of them lifted their heads, looked at each other, and stepped into the house quickly.

Ji Chaoyun asked, “Ah Zhuo, what’s going on?”

There was a wooden box in front of Jun Ruzhuo. The box was opened, but it was clean and there was nothing inside. “I…I remember that I put it here, why is it gone now?!”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly condensed, and Ji Chaoyun asked, “Are you sure that all the medicines are placed here?”

Jun Ruzhuo: “There can be no mistake, this box was given to me by Third Cousin. It’s full of Lingyuan Sea’s secret medicine… But why is only that medicine missing?”

Ji Chaoyun frowned, fatigue made his mind a little dizzy, but his thoughts were still clear.

The secret medicine of Lingyuan Sea. The spirit grass that only grew in the Demon Realm. The third prince of the Dragon King…

His thoughts were chaotic, and suddenly there was a strange noise outside the window. The three of them looked back together, and a shadow flashed past the courtyard.

Ji Chaoyun subconsciously wanted to chase, but was stopped by Feng Qi. “Stay here, I’ll chase.”

After finishing speaking, he said to Jun Ruzhuo, “Protect your cousin, if he loses a hair, I will pull out your dragon tendons and make soup!”

The author has something to say:

Feng Qi: Dragon tendon cramp warning.

An immortal surnamed Li, who did not want to be named: ? ? ?

Translator wants to apologise:

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