Out of Control

Lu Yang noticed that things had grown noticeably quieter over the past few days. Only Tao Yaoye and Lan Ting came to deliver his meals, with no one else visiting him anymore. This was what a normal prison life should be like; that endless stream of visitors from before had definitely been abnormal. Though whether it was normal or not had little to do with him anyway—the one serving time was the Immortal Fairy. During the day, Master Zhuiyue had been secretly observing Lu Yang all along. She felt that Lu Yang was basically in a state of silly, beaming happiness at almost all times. Such pure joy was something she had never encountered before. Even when she used her rudimentary Dao fruit to keep herself in a perpetual state of joy, she couldn't attain such purity. *Could this be the legendary pure heart of a child?* The pure heart of a child was a state pursued by all cultivators, yet as far as Master Zhuiyue knew, no one had ever managed to achieve it. *Strange kid.* "Huh, my cultivation is starting to return?" Lu Yang felt his cultivation base gradually climbing—Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment... all the way back to early Soul Formation. "Looks like your body is about to return to its original form as well," the Immortal Fairy remarked, sounding a bit regretful. Little Yangzi had to grow up eventually, after all. Sure enough, half a day later, white smoke billowed from Lu Yang, obscuring everyone's view. Taking advantage of the cover, Lu Yang hurriedly pulled out a suitable set of clothes from his identity jade pendant, finally restoring his original appearance. "Phew, moving around in my original form is so much more convenient." Lu Yang hopped twice in place, deeply treasuring his present state. If nothing else, at least he could pick up a spiritual fruit with one hand now, rather than having to cradle it in both hands like a child. "Since I've turned back, that means the senior and junior sisters of the Immortal Palace have all turned back as well." "Fellow Daoist Xue, I'll take my leave first." Lu Yang cupped his hands to bid farewell to Xue Shilou. Five days had passed, and he was free to leave the Hall of Sinners. Master Zhuiyue stared at Lu Yang's retreating figure until it vanished, feeling a flicker of enlightenment. To perfect the rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions, the most crucial thing was to perceive the myriad feelings of human life. Observing Lu Yang over the past few days had yielded great gains in her understanding of joy. She secretly summoned the rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions. Resembling seven building blocks pieced together, it was gradually showing signs of solidifying. *Pure joy... Strange, why does it feel like besides joy, this kid Lu Yang also loves himself?* Master Zhuiyue's brow furrowed slightly, unable to comprehend Lu Yang's state of mind. *Is it narcissism? Doesn't quite feel like it.* *Pure joy... Loving oneself...* Her observations of Lu Yang from the past few days continuously surfaced in Master Zhuiyue's mind, yet the more she recalled them, the less she could make sense of it. The rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions in her palm began to tremble continuously, as if on the verge of breaking apart. Master Zhuiyue's expression changed drastically. "Oh no..." *** "Elder Molan, this junior will take his leave now." Lu Yang bade farewell to Elder Molan, officially departing the Hall of Sinners. Elder Molan was actually quite reluctant to see Lu Yang go. While the boy was around, both inside and outside the Hall of Sinners had been far livelier, providing her with plenty of creative inspiration. "Finally out." Lu Yang rolled his neck as he left the Hall of Sinners. Without the suppression of the formations, his restored magic power could be used freely once more. "I'll go find Junior Sister Tao first." He was staying in the first guest room, and Junior Sister Tao should be staying right next door. The Hall of Sinners was quite far from the guest rooms, and flying within the Immortal Palace was forbidden without a special reason, so Lu Yang had no choice but to walk back. "By the way, Little Yangzi, you might be in for a bit of trouble in a moment," the Immortal Fairy suddenly cautioned him. "A bit of trouble?" Lu Yang was baffled. This was the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace; what kind of trouble could there be? "Senior Brother Lu Yang, you're out!" A somewhat familiar voice called out. Lu Yang turned his head to look and saw that it was He Miao, who had previously visited him. "Ah, Junior Sister He Miao. Thank you for your concern. It seems you've returned to your original form as well. Truly worth celebrating..." Before Lu Yang could finish speaking, He Miao threw herself straight into his arms, gazing up at him with watery eyes. "Junior Sister He Miao, what kind of danger did you run into?" Lu Yang was caught completely off guard by her actions. "Senior Brother, I love you!" "Huh?" Lu Yang was even more bewildered. "Senior Brother, how about the two of us leave the mountain together to roam the ends of the earth and explore the wonders of the mortal world?" "Wait, wait, wait, Junior Sister He Miao, calm down first." Lu Yang held He Miao by the shoulders, sensing that something was terribly off. "Isn't this a bit too impulsive? We can sit down and talk it over slowly..." "Senior Brother, do you love someone else?" "?" "Senior Brother, you can only love me!" A jade bottle flew out from behind He Miao, its mouth spraying a soft beam of light. Lu Yang's hair stood on end. He had heard from Lan Ting that while this light appeared gentle, it actually possessed the effect of an immobilization spell. He absolutely could not let it hit him! Shifting his footwork, Lu Yang bounded backward, dodging the jade bottle's attack by a hair's breadth, then spun on his heel and bolted. "Senior Brother, you can't run away!" A tree leaf materialized beneath He Miao's feet and expanded like a small boat, skimming across the snow. Regardless of whether he could escape, running came first! He Miao's realm was lower than Lu Yang's. Even riding her flying leaf, her speed was far slower than his, allowing Lu Yang to breathe a slight sigh of relief. Suddenly, another figure happened to pass by, looking in astonishment at Lu Yang as he raced toward her. "Junior Sister An Qiuxia, hurry and go check on Junior Sister He Miao! I don't know what's gotten into her..." "Forget Junior Sister He! Senior Brother, you are mine!" An Qiuxia summoned a golden book page that shone brilliantly. Countless characters flew out from it, transforming into ropes that shot toward Lu Yang. Lu Yang didn't dare touch those ropes. Dodging frantically, he took off running again. "Why are you running? Halt!" An Qiuxia shouted delicately, stepping atop the golden page to fly after Lu Yang. With An Qiuxia in front and He Miao behind, Lu Yang had no choice but to flee to the left. Immediately after, Junior Sister Xia Tang appeared, blocking his path. Behind her were Junior Sister Qingfeng, Senior Sister Mingjing, Senior Sister Luoluo... each displaying their unique divine skills, all trying to capture Lu Yang. "What is going on!" Lu Yang suddenly remembered the "bit of trouble" the Immortal Fairy had mentioned. This didn't look like a little trouble at all! "That Bai Ri girl's cultivation is half-baked, so her rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions has run out of control. As for the effect, judging by this, it seems every cultivator within the grounds of the Immortal Palace has fallen for you?" "The rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions even tried to control this fairy, but my attainment is profound, so a mere rudimentary Dao fruit can't do anything to me. These girls, however, can hardly resist it." "Then shouldn't we go find Senior Zhuiyue right now and have her stop using the rudimentary Dao fruit?" "When a rudimentary Dao fruit loses control, that little girl Bai Ri won't be able to rein it in. Still, it's no big deal. Once night falls and Bai Ye emerges, the use of the rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions will naturally be cut off!" Lu Yang looked back at the Immortal Palace senior and junior sisters who looked ready to tear him limb from limb, despair welling up in his heart. "But it's only morning right now!" *** *Damn it, the rudimentary Dao fruit of the seven emotions lost control, magnifying the possessiveness toward that boy Lu Yang in everyone's hearts!* Master Zhuiyue was sweating profusely, repeatedly attempting to regain control of the rudimentary Dao fruit, but all in vain.