After Abbot Zhiyuan picked up Ye Fan, the Buddhist light around his body slowly dissipated!
Right now, he looked no different from a normal baby, only much fairer and cuter!
The golden lotus of his birth also flashed with light, rushing into Ye Fan's body and vanishing. Ye Fan, however, could feel that the golden lotus was currently resting right inside his dantian!
Hearing Zhiku ask if the Buddha Son was hungry, Abbot Zhiyuan looked down at Ye Fan in his arms and couldn't help but frown.
“Does the Buddha Son get hungry too?”
Zhiku nodded with absolute certainty. “Of course he does! Look at him, he's just like a normal baby right now!”
Abbot Zhiyuan's frown deepened. “Then what does the Buddha Son eat? I've never raised a Buddha Son before!”
Zhiku glanced at Ye Fan and said, “He's just like a normal newborn. A nursing baby naturally needs to drink breast milk!”
Hearing Zhiku's words, Ye Fan was instantly dumbfounded!
What? Breast milk? I, a magnificent Immortal Emperor, am actually being told to drink breast milk?!
No way! Absolutely not! He would rather die than drink it. If word of this ever got out, how could he ever show his face again?
“Then let's go find a wet nurse!” Abbot Zhiyuan said.
But before Zhiku could speak, Abbot Zhiyuan countered his own idea, “No, no! This is a sacred Buddhist ground. Bringing a wet nurse in here would be highly inappropriate...”
Hearing Abbot Zhiyuan's words, Ye Fan rejoiced in his heart. Great, no milk for him!
Right at that moment, Abbot Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and stamped his foot. “For the sake of the Buddha Son, I'll risk it!”
Ye Fan: “...” I don't need that!
...
Abbot Zhiyuan, now heavily disguised, quietly slipped out of the temple with Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was practically dying of exasperation. Why does it have to be milk? Can't I eat anything else? Thus, Ye Fan struggled with extreme resistance!
Abbot Zhiyuan gently patted Ye Fan. “Be good, Buddha Son! You'll have food very soon!”
Ye Fan: “...” I'm so tired. Just let the world end.
He had actually been quite happy at the start of this rebirth. After all, when he died in his previous life, he had seen with his own eyes that that damned mortal had blown up right along with him! He had been planning to cultivate diligently after being reborn and ascend to the Immortal Realm as soon as possible! But he never expected such a disastrous start...
A moment later, Abbot Zhiyuan arrived outside a farmhouse with Ye Fan.
“Is anyone home?” Abbot Zhiyuan called out, standing at the entrance.
In truth, he had already scanned the place with his divine sense and knew there was a nursing woman inside.
“Who is it?” a man walked out and asked.
Abbot Zhiyuan opened his mouth, feeling incredibly awkward and embarrassed. The words caught in his throat. He looked down at Ye Fan in his arms. For the sake of the Buddha Son, I'll risk it!
Abbot Zhiyuan then forced a compassionate smile. “Ami—”
He stopped himself before the word “Amitabha” could slip out, changing it to: “Ah... Little brother, I heard your wife recently gave birth. Could she please help feed my young master?” As he spoke, he showed Ye Fan to the man.
The man frowned and prepared to refuse. There barely was enough milk for his own child! Just then, Abbot Zhiyuan produced a piece of gold. “Buy some good food to nourish your wife.”
Inside, Ye Fan was screaming: Refuse him! Refuse him!
But when the man saw the gold in Zhiyuan's hand, his eyes lit up. “Wait here. Let me discuss it with my wife!”
Abbot Zhiyuan nodded, muttering to himself, What is there to discuss?
The man didn't care what he thought and turned back into the house.
A moment later, a pleasant-looking woman walked out. She looked at the gold in Abbot Zhiyuan's hand, then at Ye Fan in his arms. “I'll take the gold! But no matter how much your child drinks, there are no refunds!”
“Of course, of course...”
Hearing this, the woman reached out to take Ye Fan and carried him into the house. Meanwhile, the husband reached out and snatched the gold from Abbot Zhiyuan's hand. He then stood at the door, glaring at Abbot Zhiyuan as if he were a thief.
Abbot Zhiyuan was quite speechless. I'm not a thief. Is this really necessary?
After quite a while, the woman walked out drenched in sweat, holding Ye Fan. She handed Ye Fan back to Abbot Zhiyuan.
Taking the baby, Abbot Zhiyuan couldn't help but ask, “Dear... madam, is my young master full?”
The woman looked at Abbot Zhiyuan, then at the adorable Ye Fan in his arms, her face filled with hesitation.
Seeing this, Abbot Zhiyuan quickly asked, “Madam, please speak freely. Is there something wrong with my young master?”
The woman let out a pitying sigh. “Your young master looks so cute... but... he might be a fool!”
“What?! A fool?” Abbot Zhiyuan's eyes instantly widened, and he cried out in shock! He looked at the well-behaved Ye Fan in his arms. How could the Buddha Son possibly be a fool? You must be joking!
Ye Fan was also completely bewildered. What the hell? How am I a fool?
The woman sighed once more. “It's true. This child refuses to nurse. He won't take it for the life of him! No matter how I try to feed him, he won't drink! If that's not a fool, what is? What normal baby doesn't know how to eat?”
Hearing the woman's words, Abbot Zhiyuan frowned deeply. Why won't the Buddha Son nurse?
Seeing Abbot Zhiyuan frown, the woman quickly explained, “I really did try to feed him, but he just wouldn't drink! I swear!”
Abbot Zhiyuan nodded. He still believed the woman's words. Originally, he had thought that if she did a good job feeding him, he would make her the Buddha Son's exclusive wet nurse. It seemed that was out of the question now.
With a flash of his body, Abbot Zhiyuan vanished with the baby...
The woman and the man stared at each other, their faces suddenly turning pale with terror.
“An immortal!” the woman cried out in shock.
The husband frowned deeply. He looked at the gold in his hand, then suddenly raised his head. “Wife, we have to move! We must move immediately!”
Immortals were not people they could afford to offend... What if he got unhappy and killed them?
Abbot Zhiyuan looked at Ye Fan in his arms, feeling troubled. What should I do if the Buddha Son doesn't drink milk?
“Abbot Senior Brother, how did it go? Is the Buddha Son full?” Seeing Abbot Zhiyuan return with Ye Fan, Zhiku asked.
Abbot Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly. “He won't eat!!”
“He won't eat?!” The chubby monk Zhiku couldn't help but cry out. He looked at Ye Fan and muttered, “Could it be that he dislikes that woman's milk?”
Hearing Zhiku's words, Ye Fan, who had just woken up, couldn't help but nod. You fucking finally got it right!
But Zhiku's next words nearly made Ye Fan spit up blood!
“How about we find a female cultivator who is lactating? Perhaps he dislikes the mortal milk of that ordinary woman!”
Ye Fan: “...!” You guys are just obsessed with milk, aren't you? Can't you just whip up literally anything else for me to eat?!
Following that, Abbot Zhiyuan ordered the cultivators of the Ancient Buddha Sect to find a lactating female cultivator! They finally found one, and Ye Fan showed great respect by absolutely refusing to eat!
Left with no other choice, Abbot Zhiyuan had to use spiritual rice to cook porridge to feed Ye Fan!
Fortunately, Ye Fan ate the rice porridge! Otherwise, Abbot Zhiyuan would have truly begun to suspect whether Ye Fan was actually a fool!
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