Mingting drank four milk berries in a row before stopping. Yu Bingqing quickly picked him up and gently patted his back.
"What are you doing?"
Huo Wuqing asked curiously.
"Burping him…"
Yu Bingqing said proudly, and her gaze swept across the whole audience with a look that said 'you stinky men really know nothing'.
"Babies need to be burped after feeding. You didn't even know that."
"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Du Heng. You are indeed an expert in beast taming, but my baby is a baby, different from beasts."
"A group of men who know nothing want to take care of my baby, my baby is so pitiful! Falling into the hands of the Zhenshan Sect... my poor baby!"
Mingting, who had eaten and drunk enough, burped twice, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Seeing that he fell asleep, Yu Bingqing carefully placed the baby in the crib.
It had to be said that Seven Star Island is indeed an expert in refining equipment, their craftsmanship was unparalleled.
As soon as Mingting lay down, the crib's curtains automatically lowered to block the sunlight, and the gorgeous and exquisite crib began to rock slowly.
"They say gentle rocking helps babies sleep."
The Ancestor of Seven Star Island said proudly.
"This crib stays warm in winter and cool in summer. I also added defensive functions, and if a demon tries to steal the baby, it'll sound an alarm."
The big shots crowded around the crib, gazing at the baby sucking his tiny fist, his milk-filled belly rising and falling, as if he were a rare treasure.
"Wu Hao, clean up a courtyard for me. I plan to stay in Zhenshan Sect for a while."
After Yu Bingqing finished speaking, the others followed suit.
Their only request was that the place they lived in should be close to Xiaoyun Peak, so that they could see the Little Phoenix every day.
Wu Hao was very accommodating. As long as they didn't try to kidnap the Phoenix, guests were welcome to stay as long as they liked.
Therefore, except for the few Sect Masters, who had to go back to preside over the sect, most of the Ancestors stayed, and some disciples also stayed.
Mingting's crib was moved to Xiaoyun Peak. The accident with Wen Liangyu before made Le Qing feel very guilty.
To prevent anyone from harming the Little Phoenix, Le Qing thoroughly inspected Xiaoyun Peak again and also re-reinforced the barriers.
He even extracted a trace of his origin power and sealed it into a red string tied around the baby's left wrist.
Anyone who dared harm the Phoenix would face a full-force strike from a Divine Transformation Ancestor.
Not long after falling asleep, Mingting turned back into a fluffy ball.
His fur had reddened slightly, but it was still far from the vibrant red when he first appeared.
Du Heng, who had been worried that the Phoenix had hatched prematurely due to sensing danger, carefully observed him for a long time and concluded that the Little Phoenix was a premature and had to be carefully raised.
'Premature?!'
'Damn that Tianji Tower!'
The group of big shots cursed Tianji Tower from top to bottom.
Everyone also speculated that Wen An must have divined something, that the Little Phoenix was connected to ascension in the Cultivation World, otherwise, he wouldn't have sent Wen Liangyu to forcibly form a contract at the risk of offending Zhenshan Sect and the two Ancestors.
The only thing that could drive an Ancestor, especially one from Taiji Tower like Wen An, to such desperate measures, even at the cost of breaking all decorum, was the chance to ascend.
These people had been stuck at the Divine Transformation stage for many years. If they couldn't ascend, their only outcomes were either dying in battle against demons and demonic beasts or perishing of old age.
Some people think very open-mindedly and think that they should be content after living for so many years.
But some people are unwilling to accept this, and don't understand why the Heavenly Dao forbade people from ascending. If they couldn't pursue higher realms, what was the point of cultivating immortality?
Wen An belonged to the latter group.
"Obsession will eventually become an inner demon…"
Yu Bingqing fanned the sleeping little fluffball while chatting with the others.
"If my baby really is the key to ascension, not only will people in the Cultivation World be tempted, but demons and demonic beasts will likely target him too."
The three races had fought endlessly in the Cultivation World, all for the sake of ascension.
Now, the three factions stood in a delicate balance. Though minor skirmishes never ceased, there hadn't been any major casualties in a long time.
No one knew whether the Little Phoenix's appearance now was a blessing or a curse.
"Amitabha, it is a blessing, not a disaster, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided." Venerable Zhiyuan rotated his prayer beads.
"Among the three races, humans are the weakest. Fortunately, the demons and demonic beasts are mortal enemies, otherwise, if they joined forces, humanity would be in grave danger."
The red fluffball, who had just woken up, shook his head upon hearing the old monk's words.
'Too optimistic!'
'Once the Female Lead appeared, the demons and demonic beasts, who had been fighting to the death, would ally.'
'Bai Chen was such a proud and aloof person, but later, he could have dinner with Ji Yanjun calmly because they had a common enemy… the Male Lead.'
But in this lifetime, Mingting wouldn't play the role of a love-brained fool.
'Let them happily share the Female Lead and joyfully love and kill each other!'
"Ah, the baby is awake!"
Yu Bingqing set down her fan, held Mingting in both hands, and rubbed his face against the soft fur, "Did you sleep well, my baby? Do you want some milkberry?"
"No!" The little red ball puffed up in anger at the laughter around him, and his fur fluffed out into an even rounder ball.
"The little fluffball's tsundere act is adorable!"
"Right? They call this tsun-tsun! What a precious tsundere baby!"
"Saying 'no, no' with his mouth, but so sweet and cute when drinking milkberries..."
Even though Mingting's dream was to be a popular person, being showered with flattery by these big shots every day was still a little embarrassing.
After greeting them, he perched on Le Yanran's shoulder and went out to play with her.
There were about a hundred disciples from various sects who stayed in Zhenshan Sect. Since they were staying for a while this time, it became an impromptu exchange conference for the younger generation.
Mingting followed Le Yanran there every day.
Seeing so many vibrant lives, these bright and energetic faces, no longer just nameless cannon fodder wiped out in a single line in the novel, filled Mingting with joy.
'These are the flowers of the Cultivation World, the future of human race!'
The Phoenix clan had passed down many treasures. Mingting took out some spirit herbs and medicines, things that meant nothing to a Phoenix, and gifted them to the disciples.
When facing those female disciples, Mingting was even more generous and gave a lot of beauty-enhancing herbs.
Cultivation is hard, and being able to pamper themselves and look pretty during breaks was one of the little joys in life for these girls.
Mingting had extra sympathy for Yuxian Sect, which had suffered devastating losses, and treated them with even more kindness.
"Thank you, Little Phoenix!"
"You're the best, Little Phoenix!"
Most young people weren't scheming types. The female disciples of the Yuxian Sect were especially envious of their Ancestor, who got to pet Phoenix fluff regularly.
Not just anyone could ruffle Mingting's fur.
During sparring matches, the winner would earn the privilege of touching his soft, thick fluff as a reward.
For the ultimate victor, Mingting even gave away fragments of his eggshell as a prize.
As a result, the young fairies of the Yuxian Sect were brimming with competitive spirit these days.
For the chance to pet the Little Phoenix and get the eggshells, these girls fought hard!
Seeing how Mingting had ignited the youths' competitive drive, the Ancestors are also very happy.
'Ah, youth… so full of vitality! The Cultivation World thrives on generation after generation of young talent!'