Chaotic World Book-Chapter 1182 - 886: Stop Arguing, Mom and Dad_2

Zhao Changhe felt a slight stir in his heart: "That lotus platform..."

"Yes, that lotus platform was originally prepared for Piaomiao," Ye Wuming calmly replied. "Of course, my calculations had many deviations. I initially thought the lotus platform would be sealed in the Night Palace, and I would personally hand it to her... Whether or not it could resolve our grievances, at least it might soothe her Qi just a little... But what I didn't foresee was that you all would travel to Ancient Times and steal the lotus platform yourselves..."

Zhao Changhe suddenly let out a sigh.

Ye Wuming asked curiously: "What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Changhe said: "I once thought, perhaps you knew Piaomiao stole the lotus platform, which led to you killing her. If that were the case, the cause and effect would be a horrible mess... I'm glad it's not like that." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"So you've always avoided actions that involve time traveling to Ancient Times?"

"Yes, fearing disruption of cause and effect, leading to inexplicable changes, perhaps even splitting parallel worlds... It's better not to cause trouble for no reason." Zhao Changhe paused, then suddenly said: "Did you know the other person was me at the time?"

"Yes."

"... Surely you didn't know when you brought me into this world. When did you find out?"

"Please, my eyes were on you, watching you and Piaomiao travel back in time."

Zhao Changhe held his head.

"Actually, I knew even earlier," Ye Wuming said. "At the scene, I calculated that the man came from the future, but what puzzled me most at the time was how similar the man's intentions were to mine, which was very strange... Later, as you gradually took over Emperor Ye's legacy, I began to suspect the man was you, and when Cui Yuanyang was revealed to be Piaomiao's reincarnation, it became clear that was you."

Zhao Changhe said: "So that's when you started cutting off contact?"

Ye Wuming responded indifferently: "Of course. Your relationship with Cui Yuanyang means Piaomiao couldn't escape... Since later you would crash into the Night Palace and battle me alongside Piaomiao, how could I trust you?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Ye Wuming lowered his head, sipping wine, using this perfect excuse to completely clear away the crucial point of his desires towards Zhao Changhe...

Zhao Changhe seemed to want to ask about this, but this conversation blocked him, making it impossible to ask if he was avoiding emotional entanglements... If he asked so bluntly, it would be too embarrassing...

The two drank silently for a couple more glasses before Zhao Changhe reopened the topic: "What's the situation with the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao, your cultivation?"

Ye Wuming spoke while perplexed: "As you suspect, though it appears Jiuyou and I have broken through the barrier, in truth, we haven't. Jiuyou might be a bit lacking, her knowledge of the external world limited to what she received second-hand from you. While I've truly experienced everything, without omission, able to breakthrough, I don't understand why there's just an inch I can't cross."

"Therefore, the Heavenly Dao is eager to fight again, worried that once you break through that inch, they'll have no hope of claiming this realm again..."

"Obviously," Ye Wuming said. "I've now replaced the Heavenly Dao in controlling this world, easily hiding it in the endless Void. They can't find it, and even if they locate the general area, they can't do anything immediately, so they want to use the Star River to break it open from the inside."

Zhao Changhe's voice suddenly got louder: "If you haven't reached the same level as they did, how did you believe you'd be able to perish together with them thirty years ago?"

"Why are you shouting!" Ye Wuming slapped the table: "Because I'm borrowing the power of the world, which is the power of the Heavenly Book itself. As long as I'm willing to self-destruct my Primordial Spirit, they wouldn't be able to withstand it! They can't withstand their own Magical Treasure, you know, just like you can't withstand the Star River Dragon Sparrow slicing your head!"

Zhao Changhe slapped the table: "Then, knowing you're one inch short in cultivation, you didn't come to us for cooperation. When they come again, what will you do? If I don't come to find you, will you forever just be thinking about exploding with them?"

Ye Wuming slapped the table: "And what does that have to do with you! Which of your wives doesn't want me dead!"

"How does it not concern me; I saved your life. Without my permission, why should you die?"

"You've watched too many domineering CEO dramas!"

"Mom and Dad, stop arguing..." A weak voice came from the Star River on the table.

Both fell silent immediately.

Star River weakly said: "Every time you slap the table, I jump on it, my heart almost leaps out from all your banging..."

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe drank to cover up: "This table is quite well-built..."

Ye Wuming maintained a stoic expression: "I'm not your mother, don't call me that."

Star River complained: "But you are my mother..."

Zhao Changhe said: "She's just a deadbeat mom, gives birth but doesn't raise, Yu'er, we don't beg her."

"..." Ye Wuming looked at a sword, really not wanting to discuss this issue. Who in the world could give birth to a sword... raise your sister, really. Unable to hold it back, she asked: "So where is little Ruoyu, and why has she turned into the Galaxy Sword again? Zhao Changhe, what did you do!"

Zhao Changhe swiftly dodged away: "I'll step aside for now; you'll know soon enough."

Ye Wuming watched in disbelief as a young girl was "pulled out" from the sword, crouching naked on the table, hugging her arms, looking pitiful.

Ye Wuming quickly pulled out a set of clothes and covered Ling Ruoyu, somewhat like a mother hen protecting her nest, as she took the little girl in her arms: "What happened, what happened... What did that pervert do to you!"

"It's not dad's fault..." Ling Ruoyu explained a little, but in her heart, she finally understood why her master emphasized calling him dad in front of Ye Wuming. When she became Ling Ruoyu, Ye Wuming's demeanor was completely different from when facing a sword.

Normally, someone like Ye Wuming could see through to the essence long ago and wouldn't be bound by appearances. But when a living little girl and a sword call her mother, she inevitably experienced a stark sensory difference.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes, though not as identical as herself and Jiuyou, still very clearly had the mold of a mother-daughter heritage, and the psychological feeling upon seeing her was hard to describe in words.

With a sword, you could just say it was merely forged; how could forging a sword make someone parents? Wouldn't that make craftsmen more prolific than sows?

But facing a little girl who closely resembled oneself in looks, aura, and martial arts intent, coyly calling oneself "Mom," such words were truly hard to say.

Ye Wuming remembered when she wrote the Chaotic World List with the intent of observing through the Heavenly Book, seeing this little girl wielding a sword in the worldly society. At that time, her gaze was practically glued to her, even more outrageous than when she was following Zhao Changhe back in the day.

Who dares to compete with my daughter for the number one Hidden Dragon! All of you can step aside!

What number one River Blower, move aside; since Ling Ruoyu emerged in the worldly society, the Chaotic World Book has already become number one Feather Blower.

Ye Wuming herself felt she hadn't abused her position; Ruoyu being the transformation of the Star River, of course, held the greatest potential, what doubt is there... Hmm.

After hearing the girl's situation, Ye Wuming naturally began: "This is very simple, your current state is just stepping out of the realm as a spirit, you can either have your physical body or return back to the realm. The reason you can't bring external objects is that you haven't fully developed the Star River realm yet, this is really simple, mom... I'll teach you, you just need to do this and that... Oh, right, I'll give you a treasure, beneficial for...

"I, I don't want your things." Ling Ruoyu bowed her head and pushed away the fruit she handed over, taking a half step back, with a small resistance.

Ye Wuming recalled the time in the sky above Huqiu when she caught her, the girl's eyes carried a hint of melancholy in her defiance, and she firmly shouted: "I'm not going!"

Ye Wuming released her hand, Ling Ruoyu lowered her head and stepped back again, the mother and daughter remained silent.

Zhao Changhe "whooshed" back to his seat, scrutinizing their expressions for a while before saying: "What now, thinking of grabbing someone again?"

Ling Ruoyu naturally leaned closer to him, whispering: "No. Mom taught me something."

Ye Wuming watched her defend her verbally, yet leaned closer to Zhao Changhe, her emotions were indescribable and mixed.

Zhao Changhe then said: "I say, blind-eye, what are you doing grabbing Star River? Want to take on some nurturing responsibility?"

For Ye Wuming to want Star River, there were only two reasons, one to prevent the Heavenly Dao from making trouble; the other to avoid today's scene with Zhao Changhe coming to her. Both reasons were basically one, to keep everything under her control.

There was absolutely no intention of taking on the nurturing responsibility.

But at this moment, looking at Ling Ruoyu's expression, these words were really hard to say, instead, she had to say: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe sighed: "That's too much, blind-eye. I raised Star River from young, later Ruoyu was nurtured and taught by Hongling. You've done nothing but... wrong, aside from forming a fetus, you've done nothing, and you want to take them from us? Have some decency! Even if I can't beat you now, if you have the capability then grab her, let's see if Ruoyu hates you or not!"

Ye Wuming remained silent.

Grabbing her now was certainly possible... But thinking about Ling Ruoyu's angry defiance, the Emperor Ye who always disregarded anyone's feelings, manipulating everyone's fate as she pleased, this time, could no longer act so wantonly.