Chapter 36

Mo Huijun decided it was best to watch Ming Yongnian. The Devil Venerable stood and made his way for the kitchen. The whole house layout and style was rather simple and modest, it failed to look expensive, yet successfully gave the feeling of not being poor.

The kitchen too, like the house, was modest. A table in the middle of the room, pans and pots hung on the walls, a stack of firewood to the side, and a firewood stove with a long rectangular structure attached to the back. The long rectangular structure was connected to the roof. Mo Huijun had never seen a stove that looked like this.

Ming Yongnian opened a cupboard, a chilling white air cascaded out of the opened cupboard. The immortal didn't seem to show any kind of reaction to the phenomenon like the Devil Venerable, who blinked his eyes in slight disbelief.

Who would put a preservation and chilling array in a cupboard? Mo Huijun was even half certain these were the arrays etched into the cupboard. None would ever place this combination of arrays on a cupboard. In a coffin? Absolutely.

With practice and ease Ming Yongnian pulled out one porcelain bottle out of the dozens, took a hung small pot off the wall, setting it on top of the stove. A flick and the wood in the stove was on fire, closing the stove flap. Then the immortal opened the bottle, poured its contents into the pot.

Mo Huijun was not certain as to what Ming Yongnian was attempting to make, but he knew that it was milk that was poured into the pot.

Ming Yongnian pulled an unknown object out of another smaller cupboard, with steaming hot air coming off of its body. It has a rounded top and it seemed to be soft to the touch, and bounced back to its former shape. It reminds Mo Huijun of those cow demon's nipples, with a shorter tip.

Then Ming Yongnian silently waited in front of the stove.

"..."

"What are you waiting for?"

Ming Yongnian did not spare a single glance at Mo Huijun. "Waiting for the milk to boil."

Puzzled, Mo Huijun questioned, "Who will drink it?" Why else would the Immortal went so far to prepare milk but to drink it.

Ming Yongnian gave Mo Huijun a "are you seriously asking me a question with a very obvious answer" look, the immortal heavily sighed.

Eyes twitching in anger, Mo Huijun was outraged. "What's with the heavy sigh?!"

Ming Yongnian sighed again, further angering Mo Huijun. Ming Yongnian made a grabbing motion with his hands. "Just hand over the baby."

Of course Mo Huijun refused to let go of his child, his body turned away from Ming Yongnian's hands. Shielding his child from the Immortal's grasp.

"It's best for you to hand her over to me."

"Best? You'll probably take her away." Sneered Mo Huijun.

"If that is what you think, you may want to protect your ears." Ming Yongnian advised.

Was Mo Huijun going to listen to his nemesis? No, he would not, he'd rather let his father beat him into a pulp than listen to Ming Yongnian's words.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Ming Yongnian then said, "You'll hand my daughter over soon."

"I won't hand Ah'Hui over."

"Ah'Hui? You're naming my daughter with your own name?" Ming Yongnian frowned.

"I will name my daughter however I want." Mo Huijun smirked.

A crackle of lightning lit the sky, surprising the villagers, and the four cultivators outside miles away, their senses had picked up the thundering noise. The four knew exactly who's or which two men were responsible for the lightning, in their hearts they whispered "they're starting again" tiredly.

The Devil Venerable and the Golden Crowned Lord was at a standoff, spiritual energy crackle between them, not as intense as yesterday, yet no less terrible.

Ming Yongnian was the first to break eye contact as he had to pour the hot milk into its former container, the still chilled porcelain bottle. Instead of covering the bottle with its proper lid, Ming Yongnian stuck the unknown cow demon's nipple-like object to cover the bottle. The tip of Ming Yongnian's finger covered the tip of the unknown object, he shook the bottle, and pressed it against his cheeks. Flipping the bottle the Immortal spilled some milk to the back of his hand, bringing it to his lips to taste.

Never in his life had Mo Huijun seen such a bottle, or the unknown object, he apprehensively watched Ming Yongnian. "What kind of ridiculous item is that?"

Ming Yongnian patiently explained, "It's a baby bottle, the design is modeled from Xiaotong's world's own invention version of a baby feeder." Though from Mo Huijun's face he could tell that the Devil Venerable did not believe his words, or he was unaware a baby feeder existed in the first place. Mo Huijun viewed the baby bottle as something very strange. "I'm putting it on my cheeks to make sure the temperature is right."

Mo Huijun raised a brow, questioning once more of Ming Yongnian's sanity. His nemesis had gone insane after turning into an immortal, was that a side effect, or did breaking through drove his nemesis insane? He should ask the old man the next time he sees him.

The kitchen grew brighter, observing the sun from the corners of his eyes, it was about time. Ming Yongnian pointedly stared at the baby, she had been feeling hungry for the past few hours. Ming Yongnian, who was connected to his child, had felt it. "It should be around this time."

"Around this time?" This was the most confused Mo Huijun had ever been in the past few hundred years.

The baby Mo Huijun had bundled, or "attempted to bundle with cloth but failed miserably", twisted and turned. The baby's eyes creased, mouth wrinkled, and cried like a newborn fawn demon. Except where a fawn demon's cries were cute, the baby's cries were earth shattering.

Cursing, Mo Huijun dampened his ears with his spiritual energy. Putting the bottle down onto the table, Ming Yongnian's hands were outstretched once more, asking for Mo Huijun to hand over his daughter.

Mo Huijun was reluctant to part with his child, and Ming Yongnian could only persuade the other as much, "Mo Huijun, if you don't hand her over she won't stop crying."

Mo Huijun was unequipped to handle a crying child, he didn't even hurt the child and she's crying. He tsked, having no other choice Mo Huijun had to hand his child over. "Hold her right."

Said by the person who couldn't hold my child properly. Ming Yongnian deadpanned, took the baby into his arms. Sighing contentedly, he finally got the child back in one piece. Picking up the bottle, checking the temperature once more with his cheeks, when he was sure that it wouldn't burn the child's tongue Ming Yongnian fed the bottle into the child's mouth.

Cries turned to sobbing, then gradually peace was regained. The baby slowly opened her eyes, bleary from the tears, she couldn't see clearly, but she could tell who was currently holding her. It was papa! She started protesting, bad papa! You didn't feed me in the night! Just because I didn't make a fuss doesn't mean I don't want my milk!

But it sounded like a humming baby, instead of a mad baby with her sucking the bottle. So she sucked the bottle aggressively.

"You should slow down." Ming Yongnian reminded his daughter.

The baby was in a bad mood, I'm mad!

Ming Yongnian sighed at his daughter's antics, it wasn't his fault that she was hungry, but Mo Huijun's. The man didn't let Ming Yongnian take her for a feed last night, and frankly Ming Yongnian was a little hurt that his daughter chose a stranger over him. Mo Huijun was not a stranger, technically. But they just met and his daughter latched onto the Devil Venerable right away. The pettiness in him won over, and he didn't feed his child.

Bad papa!

[If I'm a bad father, then you're an unfilial child.]

It struck a chord in the baby's heart. That's right yesterday she ditched her papa for her other father, now daddy. No wonder papa was being mean to her, he turned into a jelly papa, or lemon papa! Hmm, maybe it's more like a bucket of vinegar papa? They're both sour anyways whichever works.

Even so, if a kiss and calling her other father daddy was all it took to drove her papa transform into a jelly papa… her future lover would surely suffer. Well if someone even managed to be as handsome and as strong as her fathers, maybe she won't mind dating them.

Then she felt someone tapped her cheeks. Oh, it was daddy. He kept on tapping her cheeks then said, "She's sucking milk like a pig."

Milk came out of the baby's nose, cough! Startled, Ming Yongnian pulled the milk bottle out, set it down on the table. Carefully he moved the baby's position, the baby's belly pressed to his chest, tiny chin rested on his shoulders. Gently Ming Yongnian patted and rubbed his daughter's back, the baby's eyes were already red, now it was redder and tears were pouring out.