306 To Be Named by Great Young Master Yun (1/2)

The blood of the phoenix!

When Yun Yang looked at the little critter again, he suddenly felt that its horrible appearance was actually easier on the eyes than he had first thought.

Yun Yang could not help sighing inwardly, ”Oh no. We are absolute jack*sses. When you don’t like something, it’s horrible however you look at it. Once you know its good points, anything that stung the eyes before suddenly becomes palatable. I would never have expected that I, Great Young Master Yun, who is astute and impartial, would have such a reaction too…”

”My judgment almost failed me this time. This was definitely a close call.”

…

”Dong Tianleng!” Yun Yang called out loudly as stepping out of his room.

Dong Tianleng bounced over in a docile manner.

”Boss? What do you need? This young one shall do everything he can to accomplish it!”

Yun Yang was slightly reluctant but it belonged to Dong Tianleng after all. ”I’m telling you… your bird… is very unusual. I suggest that you bring it up well.”

The corners of Dong Tianleng’s lips twitched as he looked at the Phantom Vulture, his head shaking like a rattle drum. ”No, no, no… I don’t want to!”

I would only want it if I were mentally unstable. It was a Phantom Vulture!

Yun Yang frowned and said, ”This bird is not a Phantom Vulture.”

Only ghosts would believe you, you madman. Which part of it does not look like a Phantom Vulture?

”Boss!” Dong Tianleng was in despair. ”You need not lie to me like this. Won’t I be beaten to death if I really brought it home?”

”I really don’t want it! I hated it as soon as I laid eyes on it!” Dong Tianleng clenched his teeth, he could not submit to the pressure!

Yun Yang sighed and bent closer to Dong Tianleng’s ear, saying in a low voice, ”This bird… has the blood of the phoenix!”

Dong Tianleng stared at the Phantom Vulture before he shifted his gaze back to Yun Yang.

Boss, you are certainly adamant about deceiving me. This horrible thing… has phoenix blood? I almost fell for that!

”Well, I don’t want it anyway. Boss, throw it away quickly if you really don’t want it either.” Dong Tianleng looked at the bird with disdain. ”Forget phoenix blood, even if it were a phoenix itself… I wouldn't want it either!”

Yun Yang’s eyes bulged in shock.

Am I so untrustworthy?

Afraid that Yun Yang would begin to persuade him further, Dong Tianleng got ready to slip away. ”Boss, I will be taking my leave now…”

Before the former could speak another word, Dong Tianleng was gone – as swift as the wind, like malicious ghosts were chasing him.

Walking out of the small yard, Dong Tianleng wiped away his cold sweat with lingering fear. ”Blood of phoenix… Boss, I almost believed you! If you hadn't mentioned the blood of the phoenix… What a trap, I was so close to believing your deceitful words!”

…

Yun Yang was dumbstruck.

You don’t even want the blood of phoenix? Oh well, I want it even if you don't!

Yun Yang held the tiny critter and murmured, ”Since you’re not a Phantom Vulture and you have something special in you… And Dong Tianleng doesn’t want you... you can only follow me, your master, from now onwards.”

The little guy’s scrawny feet stood straight on Yun Yang’s palm; it did not look like it cared in the slightest.

”Since you’re with me, we need to name you.”

The more Yun Yang looked at the little fellow, the more it grew on him; he said softly, ”What name should I give you? The Whitey series? Whitey Black?”

The little thing hopped in Yun Yang’s hand, chirping twice with its head tilted to the side.

”Nope, too many Whiteys. Besides, you only have that tiny bit of white trail; it’s an exaggeration to call you Whitey, especially when you’re so ugly too. You even chirp ‘ji – ji – ji’, it has nothing to do with Whiteys at all.Let’s have you pick between two names. You’ll either be named Ugly or Jiji.”

Yun Yang passed the decision to the little thing but how could the tiny fledging understand what he was saying? It watched Yun Yang for a while with its head tilted; feeling comforted by the warmth of Yun Yang’s palm, it hopped twice on his hand happily.

”Hopping twice. Obviously, you like the second name very much. This owner shall respect your choice then. You’ll be called Jiji from now on,” Yun Yang announced with an air of finality.

The tiny thing chirped twice, happily raising its head.

”Looks like you really like it.” Yun Yang was increasingly certain that he had picked the right name.

Therefore, this was how this little thing had a shocking name that was indecent even after hundreds and thousands of years.1

Since he adopted this tiny thing, he had to feed it. Yun Yang was still skeptical, first bringing a leaf to which the tiny thing shook its head, refusing to eat.

Mantou? No luck there.

Noodle? A definite no.

Meat? That was an even bigger no.

Yun Yang finally took out some fruits and offered it to the tiny fellow. Its eyes radiated before it hopped over, a little forced but still began to feast on it, juice staining its mouth.

”Itlooks like it’s really not a Phantom Vulture.”