Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC

Chapter 68: It's Dirty, Needs Washing

Some water splashed onto Feng Chaozhou's face. He silently wiped his face with his hand and took out a new inner garment from his storage ring, draping it over himself before swimming towards the shore.

Once he reached the shore, the chicken followed him.

"Let's make it clear first. I am only willing to sign a regular contract, absolutely not a soul contract. Judging from your fragile appearance, resembling a pretty boy, I wonder how long you can survive," said the chicken, but Fang Chaozhu continued to ignore his words. 

He put on the inner garment and then the outer robe. He completely changed his clothes from the inside out, even his shoes and socks.

As for the clothes he took off, he destroyed them with magic, leaving not a trace of them behind.

After changing clothes, Feng Chaozhou surveyed his surroundings and casually picked a direction to walk. But after taking a few steps, the chicken ran in front of him, spreading its wings to block his path.

"Where are you going?" The chicken stared at Feng Chaozhou with its round eyes. "Don't think that we chickens are inferior to those powerful beasts like dragons and tigers. I am formidable. Don't underestimate a good chicken!"

As it spoke, the chicken flapped its wings vigorously. It had to be said that the chicken's wings were beautiful, with a snowy-white front and a deep blue tail end.

But no matter how beautiful, it was still just a chicken. Although Feng Chaozhou had no intention of forming a contract with a particularly powerful rare beast, would he be scolded by his master for contracting with a chicken?

In the underground realm of demons, a cultivator could only form a contract with one demon beast. Once chosen, it couldn't be changed.

After some consideration, Feng Chaozhou squatted down and said, "Brother Chicken, you are indeed excellent, but I won't raise a chicken. You should go find someone else."

The chicken fell silent for a moment, then suddenly flopped onto the ground, its claws pointing towards the sky, wings touching the ground, and shouted, "Someone, come and see this deceitful cultivator who started trouble and abandoned me in the end! Deceive a poor little chicken like me, taking advantage of my vulnerability! Quick, someone come and witness the hideous face of this cultivator!"

Feng Chaozhou: "..."

It seemed that such a strange demon beast didn't appear in the original story. Its skilled act of pretending to be injured was probably not its first time.

"Stop making noise. Even if you scream your throat sore, no one will help you plead for the justice of the chicken world," Feng Chaozhou said, patting his knee and standing up. He directly stepped over the chicken's body and continued walking forward.

Just as he took a few steps, he heard the voice of that chicken again.

"It seems that unless I show some real skills, you won't believe how powerful I am. Body Duplication Technique!" The voice shouted with great momentum, and then Feng Chaozhou was surrounded by a group of fluffy yellow baby chicks.

The group of chicks chirped incessantly and crazily pecked at Feng Chaozhou's shoes with their small beaks.

Feng Chaozhou lowered his head and watched this scene. He silently pursed his lips, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation and reached out his guilty hand to touch the group of baby chicks. It turned out that when he was in elementary school, he had always envied the old man who sold baby chicks at the school gate. Now he finally had a group of baby chicks to interact with, and they felt so comfortable to touch.

However, just because Feng Chaozhou touched those baby chicks, the chicken became even more reluctant to let him go. It insisted that Feng Chaozhou had taken advantage of it. But when it saw that Feng Chaozhou was still unwilling, it resorted to another strategy. It said that being a lone chicken in the underground demonic realm was too boring, and other demonic beasts would try to eat it when they saw it. It had spent so many years without anyone to talk to.

It didn't demand Feng Chaozhou to make a contract with it anymore.

"Just take me on a journey, pity this lonely little chicken," it said.

Feng Chaozhou looked at the two baby chicks in his palm, hesitated for a moment, and finally relaxed. However, because this chicken had voluntarily approached him, Feng Chaozhou remained somewhat cautious, fearing that there might be a trap.

But this chicken showed no signs of being shy. On the same day, when Feng Chaozhou sat down to rest, it jumped into his arms and fell into a deep sleep. It didn't show any guard or fear, as if it wasn't afraid that Feng Chaozhou would kill it and take its inner core.

What surprised Feng Chaozhou even more was the chicken's ability to find treasures. During their journey together, the chicken constantly darted around, sometimes disappearing from sight, only to return later with something in its beak. Sometimes it was a hundred-year-old Lingzhi mushroom, sometimes it was a spiritual fruit that could enhance cultivation, and on one occasion, it even brought back a golden hairpin.

The hairpin was probably dropped by a female cultivator accidentally, and the chicken picked it up and brought it back.

"Here, it's for you." The chicken gave Feng Chaozhou everything it had brought back. Feng Chaozhou felt a bit embarrassed to accept them, but the chicken became angry and accused him of looking down on it. Then, it suggested that if Feng Chaozhou felt awkward, he could give it a name.

"I don't have a name yet. I heard that cultivators have beautiful names. Can you give me one?"

Thinking about the porcelain umbrella that he temporarily stored in his storage ring, Feng Chaozhou attempted to be honest and refused the chicken's request, saying, "I'm not good at naming."

The chicken replied, "Just give it a try. Any name will do."

Hesitant, Feng Chaozhou carefully observed the chicken and said, "Da Hei?"

After a moment of silence, the chicken pecked crazily at Feng Chaozhou's boots.

Fortunately, the chicken wasn't a grudge-bearing creature. After venting its anger by pecking at Feng Chaozhou for a while, it calmed down. Before long, it actually brought back an egg, an egg half the size of its own body. It had kicked the egg over with its claws along the way.

As soon as it returned, the chicken called out to Feng Chaozhou, "Hurry up and open this egg. It's a two-headed snake's egg, the most nourishing. We'll each have half."

The two-headed snake was considered a dangerous and precious creature in the underground realm. Feng Chaozhou didn't expect the chicken to bring back such an item. "Where did you get it from?"

"Of course, I got it from the nest of those two stupid snakes. They were busy mating, with their snake mouths entangled, and they didn't notice this single chicken. I secretly took it and brought it back. Hurry up and open it. I'm thirsty."

Both the gallbladder and the egg of the two-headed snake could be consumed raw or used in medicine. They were highly nourishing. Feng Chaozhou stared at the snake egg for a while and, in order to enhance his cultivation, decided to open it.

He divided the egg into two halves, drinking one half himself and placing the other half in front of the chicken. It was Feng Chaozhou's first time drinking snake egg, and the taste was so fishy that he almost vomited. However, the chicken happily drank its portion, gurgling it down and even dancing on the spot.

Feng Chaozhou had to pinch his nose to finish drinking the egg fluid.

However, their act of stealing and consuming the two-headed snake's egg was eventually discovered.

It turned out that the two-headed snake would count its eggs every day. When it found one missing and discovered a chicken feather near the snake's nest, the male snake quickly followed the scent. Seeing only the eggshell on the ground, it became furious and went crazy, trying to bite Feng Chaozhou and the chicken, not evading any spells.

Feng Chaozhou realized that the two-headed snake was not easy to deal with and had no choice but to escape. However, during the escape, he was accidentally bitten by the snake.

Just as he was bitten, the chicken that had been running ahead of him came back. It grew several times in size, soared into the air, and ruthlessly stepped on the snake's eyes with its claws. The snake, in pain, released its grip on Feng Chaozhou. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the chicken used its sharp beak to grab onto Feng Chaozhou's clothes and frantically accelerated forward.

As Feng Chaozhou was dragged along the way, the dust on the road made it impossible for him to open his eyes. Several times, he tried to make the chicken stop, but every time he opened his mouth, he ended up with a mouthful of chicken feathers.

Finally, when the chicken stopped, he felt like he had come back to life. Before he could perform the Cleansing Spell, he heard the chicken exclaim in alarm, "Who are you? Where did the little white-faced cultivator that I worked so hard to catch go?"

Feng Chaozhou: "..."

He spat out the chicken feathers in his mouth and said, "If I understand correctly, the little white-faced cultivator you mentioned should be me, but please allow me to clean up first."

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The two-headed snake bit Feng Chaozhou's leg, coincidentally the same leg that Song Lianyi had painted. After treating the wound and tidying himself up, he found a cave to temporarily hide from trouble.

The chicken followed him into the cave, still angry and constantly grumbling, "Why was that stupid snake so angry over losing one egg? In a few days, I'll steal all of its snake eggs! I must steal them all! No, I won't steal them all at once, I'll steal one egg per day to annoy it to death!"

Feng Chaozhou sat against the wall. Initially, he was able to respond to the chicken's complaints, but after a while, he felt light-headed.

Realizing something was wrong, he pinched himself hard to regain consciousness. "The books didn't mention that two-headed snakes are poisonous."

The chicken next to him heard Feng Chaozhou's words and replied, "Two-headed snakes aren't poisonous... Wait, I forgot that you also ate the stupid snake's eggs. The combination of the two is toxic! Oh no, this is bad. Let me go out and see if there's anything that can detoxify!"

After speaking, it ran out of the cave.

Left in the cave, Feng Chaozhou first took an antidote pill and rolled up his pants. He used his belt to tie tightly above the wound, close to his heart, and then used a small knife to make two crosses at the fang marks, attempting to squeeze out the venomous blood.

Ever since the year when he and Xue Danrong were bitten by the Yunjiang snake, when he returned to the Tian Shui Sect, he had looked up how to deal with snake bites. He had read that this method could slow down the spread of the toxin.

With great effort and gritted teeth, he squeezed the blood from the wound. After a short while, the crimson blood flowed down his snow-white leg, washing away the painted image on his leg. The colors became more intense, with a vivid mix of red, black, and white, creating a striking and vibrant display.

The blood continued to flow downward, staining not only the golden anklet red but also slightly coloring the white socks.

During these days, Feng Chaozhou had been trying to wash off the painting on his leg and remove the anklet, but all his attempts had failed.

When Feng Chaozhou almost couldn't squeeze out any more blood, the chicken returned. It came back loudly announcing, "Little white-faced cultivator, I caught another cultivator from the Tian Shui Sect outside."

It had previously asked Feng Chaozhou which sect he belonged to.

Upon hearing these words, Feng Chaozhou couldn't help but raise his head. However, when he saw the person standing at the entrance of the cave, he froze for a moment, and his eyes involuntarily lowered. And as his gaze lowered, he saw the painting on his leg.

For some reason, his initial reaction was to pull his pants down. After completing this action, he softly said, "Junior Brother."

As the footsteps approached, Feng Chaozhou felt the shadow looming over him, and instinctively, his fingertips brushed against each other for a few times before his wrist was seized.

"Senior brother, you're injured, and you didn't want to contact me?" Xue Danrong's voice was low, with a tone that seemed different from usual.

Feng Chaozhou didn't know how to describe his current feelings, but he didn't want to see Xue Danrong at this moment, and he definitely didn't want the other person to notice the painting on his leg and the golden anklet.

He lowered his gaze to his wrist, slightly exerting force, trying to pull it back, but instead of pulling away, he found himself being held even tighter by the other person.

The young man who held his wrist casually said, "It's dirty, needs to be cleaned, senior brother."

The words "senior brother" were almost said in continuation with the previous ones, seemingly without any pause in between. However, Feng Chaozhou couldn't be certain, but when Xue Danrong said those two words, his voice became even softer, sounding somewhat indistinct.