Pampered By All In Different Planes

Feng Qing had thought that Su Zhiruan was inside the ready-to-wear shop, but no matter how long he waited, she didn't appear, so he called over the shopkeeper. "Didn't you say she was trying on clothes? Why hasn't she come out after so long?"

The shopkeeper hemmed and hawed, his heart pounding with panic. "This, this humble one doesn't know either. Perhaps you'd like to take a look yourself?"

It wasn't until that moment that Feng Qing realized something was amiss. He immediately stood up, and even the baked bun he was holding was tossed aside.

At this point, the shopkeeper was extremely nervous. He saw that Feng Qing's attire was extravagant, and it was very likely that he was a young master from a wealthy family. If the apple of the young master's eye disappeared from their shop, there would be no way to defend himself today. Even if he spoke until his mouth was dry, he would absolutely not be believed.

"Young master, please don't fret. This humble one will immediately seal off the entire front and back of the shop to make sure no one escapes. Rest assured." The shopkeeper's back was drenched with sweat. He gestured vigorously, summoning all the shop's staff. "All of you, come quickly and help this young master search for someone."

The waiters in the shop had been around for a long time and were all sharp individuals. With just one look, they could tell just how dazzling and expensive Feng Qing's clothes were. Offending him would be more than they could handle, as not even someone with three heads could afford such a mistake.

"Young master, please calm down. I'll go search at once!" The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. All of a sudden, he remembered the woman from before who had casually taken out a low-grade Spirit Stone, capable of easily purchasing all the clothes in his shop. She looked hurried, clutching the clothes as she went in and then there was no more sound coming from her.

As his thoughts delved deeper, the shopkeeper began to guess whether the distinguished young man before him and the lady from before could possibly be beyond mortal...

The more he thought about it, the more he accepted the idea. He then sneaked another look at Feng Qing, who was extraordinarily elegant, with accessories that were worth a fortune. If there were such wealthy and luxurious young nobles or members of the Royal Family in the Human World, they would surely have been the talk of the town.

In other words, both the young master and the lady might not be ordinary people.

Thinking this way, the shopkeeper became even more anxious. He wished he had the power of three heads and six arms to quickly bring them together and usher these two mighty beings out of his shop.

The shopkeeper and all the servants of the ready-to-wear shop, together with the anxious Feng Qing, conducted their search.

But in the end, their search yielded nothing, and nobody could find Su Zhiruan. She had vanished as if into thin air, leaving no trace to follow.

"Continue searching," Feng Qing felt the situation was quite serious. His eyebrows were tightly knit. His usual frivolity and casual demeanor had now turned into impatience and irritability. He pulled out a feather and handed it to the shopkeeper. "If there's any news, pass it to me through this. Whoever finds her, or if there's any news at all, will be handsomely rewarded."

Upon seeing the feather, the shopkeeper had his suspicions confirmed. He did not dare to delay, respectfully responding, "This humble one will obey."

By the time he looked up, Feng Qing had already vanished on the spot.

People behind the shopkeeper who had stealthily witnessed the scene were all agape.

"Did you see that—just as the young master turned around, he disappeared!"

"He's not human, he's not human! Could he be an Immortal? We never expected to be blessed with the presence of an Immortal today."

After hearing their conversation, the shopkeeper also had a worried frown. "If the gentleman from before really was an Immortal, then the lady he's searching for, could she also be an Immortal?"

The waiters began to gossip, "I never thought immortals could have such entanglements of love and hate. I wonder what kind of fairy that lady is?"

"Enough, no more talk. Criticizing immortals will bring retribution," the shopkeeper commanded them to shut up. "Lately, pay extra attention. If you find the person, immediately tell me. I'll pass the news to the immortal. If by chance the immortal is pleased, and casually bestows a fortune on us, that would be a blessing we could enjoy for a lifetime."

The waiters knew he spoke the truth. Filled with enthusiasm, they almost wished they could rush out right then to search for the person.

*

Feng Qing was both anxious and scared at the moment. He was young, and the task of having to report the incident to Changqi had him all flustered on the road to the Divine World.

On one hand, Su Zhiruan was closely associated with his cousin. Her disappearance occurring while she was with him was something he couldn't explain. On the other hand, his feelings for Su Zhiruan ran deep, and her sudden disappearance worried him that something unexpected might have happened.

"Cousin—cousin, there's been an accident!" Feng Qing rushed to Changqi Palace as swiftly as he could, appearing before Changqi, "Cousin, Ruanruan, he—suddenly vanished—"

Changqi was putting down the final stroke, but upon hearing Feng Qing's words, the ink bled, blurring the colors beyond recognition.

But at that moment, he no longer cared, setting the brush aside. "What did you say?"

"It's my fault, I pushed too hard, I was too hasty," Feng Qing confessed with his head lowered, his tone full of regret, "I told him I liked him, then I left Xiaosu standing there by himself. In the blink of an eye, when I came back, he had disappeared!"

"Cousin—cous—" When Feng Qing raised his head from his guilt, he realized Changqi had vanished at some point, leaving only a faint scent of sandalwood in the air. Feng Qing's mouth hung open, but he didn't know where he should go now.

When Changqi heard the news, his first suspicion was the Demon World. He wondered if he hadn't been thorough when he exterminated the demons that day, and that Su Zhiruan might have been abducted by the Demon World.

But he had searched everywhere in the Demon World, even destroying several organizations that were preparing to wreak havoc in the Human World again, dedicating a full two days without finding Su Zhiruan in the Demon World.

The fact that he single-handedly wreaked havoc in the Demon World also seemed absurd to the demons.

The Demon King heard every day how his carefully prepared plots and schemes were being thwarted, which made him feel very helpless.

"Demon Lord, has that youngster Changqi been stimulated by something lately," a subordinate came running, complaining vehemently. He stretched his hand toward the sky, a look of sorrow on his face, "I see his state is as before, but he suddenly came to afflict our Demon World, why is that?"

The Demon King himself was at a loss for words, holding his forehead. "This Lord doesn't know either, continue investigating."

"Demon Lord, I suspect that Changqi might be heartbroken," a coquettishly demon extended fingers stained with red lacquer, drawing a circle in the air, "He's running around, making such a big fuss. I heard someone saying that wherever he went, he was asking for a person. I guess perhaps once in a blue moon, the iron tree blooms. But this little flower, unaware of her own status, not knowing her importance in Changqi's heart, then just ran away."

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