Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Chapter 21

Translated by  Blob Translations (Nanming & Ars)

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Chapter 21:

When a small pair of wings suddenly sprouted out of her back—even though they were a part of her, they definitely hurt the same way a normal kid's growing pains did. She probably hadn't been able to find Muchun Zhenren, or her first senior brother who was busy acting up, or even her fourth senior brother who had buried himself in memorizing the sect rules, so the only person she could grievously weep to was Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian held Puddle's wings and observed them carefully for a few minutes, discovering that her wings were perfectly attached to her body. The only problem was that they looked kind of like chicken wings. A worry formed his mind: if master saw them, would he ask the cooks to make grilled chicken wings for a month on end?

"It's nothing to cry about. They're a gift from your mother." Cheng Qian clumsily picked her up, feeling that the girl seemed to have lost quite much weight—or at least, she wasn't as heavy as she looked.

Did her body get lighter after a part of it changed into a bird?

Normally, a good number of years of cultivation was required for monsters to change into human shape. Cheng Qian had caught a few glimpses of records about monster cultivators, but he just carelessly skimmed through them as if they were short stories since they didn't have any actual use to him.

Since Puddle was half-human and half-monster, she should have the inherent ability to change between human and monster forms, but he wasn't sure if she could freely do so as she wished.

Cheng Qian leveled his line of sight with little Puddle's, trying to say to her in a mild tone, "I don't know what to do, but you should try concentrating. Just focus on making them smaller and hide them... 'hide', you know? Hey, Junior Sister, can you understand human language?"

Puddle stared at him with big innocent eyes, making it hard to tell whether she understood it or not. But seeing her muddled expression, Cheng Qian was prepared to believe that she didn't understand anything.

He let out a heavy sigh. "Forget it, I'll take you to find master."

Puddle flapped over his arms, muttering "ah ah". Then she clenched her fist, face reddening and eyes crossing from holding the breath.

Just when Cheng Qian thought she could deal with it herself, the small wings on Puddle's back suddenly extended to seven or eight Chi long with a swishing sound. Feathers went all over the floor, and Cheng Qian was nearly slapped in the face by the enlargement of her wings.

Cheng Qian stared in astonishment at his junior sister who had changed into a giant bird. The back of Puddle's clothes had been torn apart by her wings; luckily she was still at the age of wearing open pants. But that pair of wings was indeed too big, and the girl carrying them was so small that she almost couldn't be seen amidst those wings. She looked like a large moth floating in the air—a truly weird scene.

"..."

Cheng Qian recovered from his shock and gazed in dismay at Puddle. "I asked you to make them smaller, not bigger!"

The little girl that Cheng Qian could have lifted with a sole hand had now become extremely heavy because of her giant wings. If he hadn't been practicing swordplay for as long as he had, he would've hardly been able to carry her.

Puddle looked at him innocently. She swayed in Cheng Qian's arms, unable to keep her back straight because of the weight of the wings.

They still needed to find Master for help. Cheng Qian strenuously held her and walked toward the outside. However... Together, they got stuck in the door of Qing'an Dwelling.