The Xianzhou Xuenxiang had soared for thousands of years, enduring countless wars. However, in recent years, despite continuous patrols, a peaceful era had gradually arrived.
Of course, this didn't apply to the Yaqing.
This Xianzhou, belonging to the same Alliance but different from others, was always either at the Tattakai or on its way to the Tattakai. When exchanging information through the Alliance's 《Huangzhong Congming System》, the reports they submitted invariably boasted about "Great Victories". This made them deeply memorable to the people across the many Xianzhou in the Alliance.
——Therefore, for the people of the Luofu Xianzhou, it was a matter of great discussion when their great General brought back a child, orphaned from the Yaqing Xianzhou with parents who were both members of the Yunqi Army and had fallen in battle, and adopted him as a disciple, intending to pass on his position to him.
Damn it! Was our Luofu going to follow the path of war maniacs?!
We don't want that!
Thankfully, as time went on, the young General, known as "Bai Yu", conquered everyone on the Luofu with his own strength.
In terms of martial arts, Jing Yuan General's second disciple, Yan Qing, was awarded the title of Yunqi Jinyue at the age of ten, breaking the Buliren's greedy Iron Formation in his first battle, beheading three Chaofu, and later during the fierce battle with the Wingmakers, he single-handedly sank one of their cloud-obscuring ships, a feat that was both amazing and legendary.
As the eldest disciple, also the senior brother of Yan Qing, the Young General Bai Yu's accomplishments surpassed even Yan Qing's!
In terms of administration, the General occasionally had the Young General Bai Yu handle government affairs in his place. The countless officials in the six departments of the Luofu all praised the policies set by the young General.
The only problem, if one could call it that, is that the Young General is a bit too lazy and has a rather carefree disposition.
So——
Upon witnessing the Tianebosi's helmsman, the Yukun Master, setting aside his work and personally leading a contingent of Yunqi Army troops, marching through the streets, the experienced Xianzhou residents would always come to a realization:
“Our Young General must be skipping out again!”
"Nonsense! What skipping out! Do you think I'm skipping out!? Ah?"
“How can something like this be called skipping out, Young General!?”
In a certain gambling house in Chang Letian, Bai Yu had one foot on the stool in front of him, slapping his palm on the table, speaking with righteousness and solemnity: "This is called balance! If I were to become like old Jing Yuan, I'd probably end up a Mo Yingshen before him!"
“Yes, yes! That's right, that's right!”
Sitting on the floor beside him, unashamedly munching on a string of candied haws in one hand and a skewer of grilled meat in the other, was the plump, sugar- and oil-stained Miss Bai Lu, the Xianyao Longnu. She was nodding enthusiastically.
"That's called Mo Yingshen, not Meng Yingshen!"
Across the table, the girl with long, light brown hair tied into two low ponytails, upon hearing this, rolled her eyes playfully. A thick disdain filled her jade-green eyes:
"And this is clearly ditching work!"
"Ha!?" Bai Yu widened his eyes. "The Queen of Ditching Work from the Taibosi is calling me out for ditching work? Qing Que, guess when A Fu will drag you back today?"
“Also, I’ve won! Pay up!”
Not just Qing Que, even the other two who often played cards with Bai Yu looked pained.
One of them sighed: “My Young General, we're all out of money! Your salary shouldn't be short of this, right? Be kind, don’t keep plucking us like this?”
Only Qing Que gritted her teeth, extremely dissatisfied with her own luck.
Of course, she was also dissatisfied with the nickname "Qing Que" - although she couldn't remember when or where she saw it, Qing Que vaguely remembered that an ancient tome, seemingly a record of folk customs during the ancient period when the Alliance hadn't yet ventured into the starry sea, mentioned that the term Qing Que, in a regional dialect from a particular ancient country, seemed to refer to something unspeakable.
However, despite countless corrections, the Young General before her never changed his address. In the end, Qing Que simply chose to give up.
Speaking of luck——
She discovered and improved the Diyuan Qiongyu cards, making them a hit on the Xianzhou to this day. When had she ever lost so badly?
But ever since meeting this Young General and starting to play cards with him, Qing Que had lost every single time!
“One more round! Don't leave! I won't give up until I win one game from you!”
"Do you even have any money left?” Bai Yu looked at Qing Que with a sideways glance. “Don’t do what you did last time and end up losing your pants to me again."
The other two players perked up, one of the fox-like players even perked up their ears on top of their head: "Tell us about the pants!”
Qing Que was humiliated and furious, her face flushed red, her jade-green eyes even filled with tears.
The girl bit her lip, holding back her breath, then finally wailed: “It was the end of the month, that’s why! I clearly told you I’d pay you after my salary came in two days later!”
““You really did lose your pants!?””
The two players were shocked, then turned in unison to Bai Yu, clasped their hands in a salute, and even bowed.
“You truly are the Young General!”
“You effortlessly achieved something we could never do!”
Bai Yu was about to respond politely, but suddenly felt something, his expression changed drastically. He bent down, scooped up Bai Lu, who was still chomping away on snacks, and, after strapping the little Dragon Girl onto his neck, took off running.
"Stop right there, you little rascal!!!”
As a voice, soft and sweet with a hint of a childish nasal tone, rang out, a slender, white, boneless hand, seemingly anticipating everything, lightly reached out, grabbed, and easily snagged...well, Bai Lu's tail.
"My tail! My tail! My tail!"
Bai Lu was startled, instinctively clamped her legs together, like ancient roots, gripping Bai Yu's neck. Her hands also clung tightly to his head, refusing to let go.
Don't underestimate the strength of a Xianyao Longnu!
Those small hands can massage the Stopcloud sister until she whimpers in delight!
With no choice, Bai Yu had to stop running, putting all his might into prying Bai Lu's hands and feet apart.
The person holding Bai Lu’s tail loosened their grip at the right moment. The little Dragon Girl instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and after landing, she darted behind Bai Yu, leaving only a cute, teary-eyed head peeking out from behind him.
Her pink hair was styled in a double-ring Flying Immortal bun, adorned with golden hairpins and head ornaments that shimmered in the sunlight.
The finest cloud brocade, woven with golden and silver thread, forming a pattern representing a star-chart compass, clung to the girl's figure, showcasing her youthful beauty.
The skirt flowed down to her legs, slender and straight, like willow catkins in the springtime, light and graceful. The white stockings that hugged her skin were elegant and smooth, adding another touch of sweetness and cuteness to the girl.
So——
That great artist who designed the Hanfu paired with white stockings! You, my friend, are truly a genius!
You should be enshrined, enjoy the blessings of the Temple of Heaven, and be revered by future generations who will offer sacrifices of blood and food in your honor!