Chapter 1488: Filial Sons Are Made Under the Rod

Chapter 1488: Chapter 1488: Filial Sons Are Made Under the Rod

Just stepping out of the teleportation array, the White Tiger grabbed Ao Bo and gave him a good beating.

Vermilion Bird stood by with his arms crossed, watching the show quietly, and teased, "Ao Bo, you rascal, you managed to find heavenly materials and earthly treasures right off someone’s armor! Your abilities are truly impressive!"

Ao Bo didn’t beg for mercy this time, but stubbornly gritted his teeth and said, "I just borrowed that pretty armor and weapon to play with; I didn’t steal anything from him!"

White Tiger couldn’t help but laugh out of anger, increasing the strength of his blows.

For a while, Ao Bo’s miserable screams continued to echo, heart-wrenchingly.

Yet, unusually, he didn’t intend to beg for mercy and was instead growing increasingly determined to become stronger.

Vermilion Bird saw more and more cultivators gathering around and motioned White Tiger to stop, to avoid unnecessary trouble.

White Tiger then grudgingly stopped.

Although Ao Bo’s cries were pitiful, his body was merely bruised yet remained unscathed.

Then, Vermilion Bird took the two of them and, amidst the astonished looks of those around, dashed toward War God Academy after blossoming with a touch of death.

At this time, Yang Yan couldn’t help but come to Dawn’s side, carefully observing the changes in her body.

Just then, a pleasant voice came from beside him: "This girl’s body is truly peculiar; at this moment, she’s a great elixir, but if she fully digests the pill within her, perhaps she could break through."

Yang Yan bitterly smiled and whispered, "I’d rather she didn’t have this kind of power. She’s endured too much pain."

Jian Mingyin hesitated for a moment, then softly asked, "Her situation... hmm, may I hear about it?"

Yang Yan glanced at Jian Mingyin, gently nodded, and spoke in a low voice, "This child, Dawn, has been an orphan since she was young. Her father, Sun, was a good brother to me and did me great favors."

"Unfortunately, he sent Dawn away early, and although I searched, I found nothing in the end. Fatefully, I later encountered her again living in a shack, depending on her sick grandma for survival."

Saying this, Yang Yan suddenly smiled, "Later, I took care of her grandmother’s funeral and took her away. Gradually, she became much more cheerful and made many friends."

"Yet, unexpectedly, this little one learned of her lineage and embarked on the cultivation path. At that time, I was preoccupied and couldn’t look after her much, eventually losing contact."

"Later, she encountered a black Horned Dragon attempting to transform into Yinglong, was sealed in memory and accepted as a disciple. Even treated as a great elixir."

Saying this, the anger in Yang Yan’s heart surged wildly.

Jian Mingyin gently patted Yang Yan, hugging him from behind and softly comforted, "Now all this is past, the future road is still long. The pain she suffered before, we’ll repay with tenfold happiness from now on!"

Yang Yan nodded at these words, his gaze returning to Dawn.

At this moment, although Dawn’s face was twisted from some kind of pain, Yang Yan could clearly feel that her aura was indeed stable, obviously experiencing reflexive pain during the refining process, but not facing great danger.

Regarding Dawn, Yang Yan actually didn’t want too many interferences.

Her talent is evident, her future path will surely go far.

Therefore, Yang Yan hoped she could walk each step solidly.

With Jian Mingyin, Yang Yan just arrived in his dean’s office when someone immediately knocked on his door.

A voice came from outside, "Mr. Dean, there are three youngsters outside the academy claiming to be your acquaintances, one chubby little boy calling himself Ao Bo, says he’s your godson."

Yang Yan was first stunned, then released his Spiritual Sense, feeling both surprised and delighted.

With a flash of his figure, he teleported directly out of the office towards the direction of the academy’s gate.

How did these three little ones get here?

When reaching the small building of the reception area at the academy entrance, Yang Yan suddenly realized that the Nine Netherworld Firebird Egg within his storage space was trembling violently.

As Yang Yan reached the window, he saw Vermilion Bird and White Tiger quietly seated inside the reception hall, while Ao Bo was a busy chap continuously stuffing various fruits from the table into his mouth.

However, this fellow knows his stuff; he’s eating only those filled with spiritual qi.

More astonishingly, this guy even eats and takes away, packing quite a bit into his storage space.

Yang Yan couldn’t help but have a black face, no longer checking on Nine Netherworld Firebird Egg, flashed to appear in front of the three.

Seeing Yang Yan, Vermilion Bird showed a look of joy, simultaneously teased, "Yang Yan, you finally came. If you didn’t, Ao Bo’s gonna eat your academy bankrupt!"

Yang Yan greeted Vermilion Bird and White Tiger with a smile, but saw Ao Bo never bothering to lift his head.

Not only that, as if he knew Yang Yan had arrived, but he became even more brazen.

He directly swept all the assorted fruits on the table into his space ring without disguise.

Yang Yan’s face darkened, "Ao Bo, you rascal, stop this! You have no manners at all."

Ao Bo looked aggrieved, "Godfather, you treat me like this too? I’m just taking a few bites to replenish my strength, yet you scold me!"

"You don’t know how they bullied me all the way here? Sob—You won’t even comfort me, you won’t even let me eat something."

As he said this, Ao Bo’s tears pattered to the ground, looking just like a bullied bride.

Yang Yan’s face twitched, yet unable to say anything.

But he heard Vermilion Bird snort coldly, "You saw the central control of the starship and almost dismantled it, almost burying our starship existence, don’t you think you deserved a beating?!"

"And who provoked a peak Nascent Soul monster on the way to War God Academy?" White Tiger added.

"Also!" Vermilion Bird continued, "Who stripped a teleportation array guard of his armor in the city?"

...

The two recalled all sorts of past antics, leaving Ao Bo flushing awkwardly, returning the spirit fruit to the table, looking pathetically at Yang Yan.

However, those things already in his storage space, he refused to return.

Yang Yan raised an eyebrow, roughly understanding what this rascal was thinking, angrily shouted:

"Has your head gotten too big since I left? Humph! If I don’t teach you a lesson every three days you won’t know your limits. Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, beat him up hard! Don’t spare him for my sake."

"Under the rod comes filial sons, Ao Bo is my godson, I can’t bring myself to do it, so please, do me a favor."

Yang Yan had spoken, and the hall was filled with Ao Bo’s pitiful cries.

Yang Yan sat in his seat, a freshly brewed cup of spirit tea in hand, watching Ao Bo’s miserable figure, and his mood seemed to brighten considerably.