Chapter 75 Leaving Wuhun City, the Rebellious Little Golden Hair.
After taking a bath, Jiang Nian went to Bibi Dong's boudoir.
"Teacher, it's ready."
The woman slowly stood up and brushed past him.
She didn't say a word, but it seemed she had said something.
Jiang Nian sat down on the bed, thinking that he was already so old, and he still had to cultivate with his teacher.
It was truly shameful... Oh well, he was still sleepy from the fragrance.
He sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
Not long after.
Bibi Dong, wearing a bathrobe, came in and looked at the man on the bed, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes.
She had done that again...
Sigh~
How sinful.
Bibi Dong slowly walked to the dressing table, looking at her beautiful wine-red hair and her rosy, jade-like face. She kept giving herself mental suggestions.
After her hair dried a little, she got up and walked to the bedside.
She took off her shoes and sat cross-legged.
"Little Nian, come closer."
"Okay..."
No words were spoken that night.
No words were spoken for two nights.
Three nights later... at dawn, Jiang Nian emerged from the Papal Palace.
Looking up at the warm winter sun, he was in high spirits.
"Little Jiang, you're leaving..." Qian Renxue pouted reluctantly, realizing how painful parting was only now.
"Little Jiang, Yue'er doesn't have anything to give you, but here's a million gold soul coins for you to use."
Jiang Nian watched the two girls stuffing things into his arms, when suddenly something white covered his face.
"Ah! Oops... wrong thing..." Qian Renxue blushed, quickly taking it back and stuffing it into her storage soul tool.
She lowered her eyes, feeling utterly humiliated.
Although Jiang Nian didn't know what it was, it seemed...
Xiaoxue, this was too insulting!
Really... never mind, next time remember to be on time so I can see clearly...
Jin Yue'er looked bewildered at Xiao Xue's "generous" generosity, wondering if she should reward herself too.
At that moment, Hu Liena and the other two rushed over.
"Brother Xiao Nian, I wish you a safe and successful journey across the continent!" The little fox held an oil-paper umbrella, seemingly a perfect replica of his Heavenly Dao Umbrella.
Jiang Nian accepted it, feeling a warmth in his heart.
"Thank you, Na'er."
After gently rubbing her head twice, he immediately received two piercing gazes.
Qian Renxue pouted, muttering to herself, "What's so good about it... what a vixen!"
"Brother Nian, we don't have anything to give you. Why don't you take this food with you on the road? Yan and I tasted all over Wuhun City and selected the best food."
Xie Yue carried two large bags, smiling at him.
Jiang Nian: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness. My soul tool is full of dry rations, so with this, I won't eat those things anymore."
Xie Yue and Yan scratched the back of their heads shyly after he accepted the gifts.
Five minutes later.
Everyone watched Jiang Nian's carriage travel further and further away until it disappeared from sight before turning their attention away.
"Sigh... who knows when Brother Nian will be back."
"Perhaps by the time we meet again, Brother Nian will already be a Soul Emperor?"
After saying goodbye to Qian Renxue and the others, the three quickly returned to the academy.
"Sister Xiaoxue, shall we go?"
"Ah... Sister Yue'er, you go back first..."
Qian Renxue lowered her head dejectedly, feeling an emptiness in her heart.
Gazing at the majestic Holy Son's Palace, she slowly walked towards it. ... Inside the Papal Palace.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei entered.
"Your Holiness, what are your orders?"
Bibi Dong opened her eyes and said calmly, "The Holy Son represents the face of our Spirit Hall, and his safety must be guaranteed."
"You two will protect him from the shadows. Don't intervene unless absolutely necessary."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.
This task was very easy for them.
Besides, being with that little guy Jiang Nian was quite comfortable.
He was kind, stable, and respectful.
"Yes! We swear to protect His Highness the Holy Son with our lives."
Bibi Dong hummed in agreement, then added, "The Holy Son is still young and easily tempted by unsavory places."
"If he really goes to such places, immediately show yourself and stop him, and one of you must return and report immediately, understand?"
The two lowered their heads with strange expressions and respectfully replied.
"Also, try to prevent him from contacting any women of dubious character, remember that."
"Yes..."
Bibi Dong waved her hand impatiently, signaling the two to leave quickly.
After Yue Guan and Gui Mei emerged, their thoughts were unmistakable.
Was His Holiness the Pope really that strict?
A sudden pang of sympathy for Xiao Nian...
"Let's go, the two of us should be able to catch up with His Highness the Holy Son in an hour or two."
Gui Mei nodded, and together with Yue Guan, they flew into the sky.
Meanwhile, the little golden retriever, still swinging alone in the Holy Son's Hall, looked at the place where the three of them usually played, and suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.
His rebellious spirit grew stronger.
After thinking about it all morning, Qian Renxue stomped her feet on the ground.
"No! I want to go too!"
"Wherever Xiao Jiang is, that's where I'll be!"
"If you don't take me... I'll follow you anyway..."
The little golden retriever snorted, glanced at the Hall of Offerings, and decided not to go back.
Now! Depart immediately!
A few minutes later.
The hidden Qian Dao Liu landed beside the swing where Qian Renxue had just sat, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
"Sigh...it's true what they say, daughters grow up and leave home..."
"Never mind, that kid's barely passable..."
Qian Daoliu suppressed his inner pain, silently sitting on the swing his beloved granddaughter had just been swaying on, and the bitterness eased considerably.
"Porcupinefish, Serpent Spear, you two protect His Highness well. If he suffers even the slightest injury, I'll hold you accountable."
Two figures suddenly flashed out from the shadows, kneeling on one knee: "Yes! Grand Elder!"
The carriage left Wuhun City, preparing to head towards the Heaven Dou Empire.
Jiang Nian, having nothing to do, cultivated in the carriage, and when night fell, he found an inn to stay at.
Along the way, he listened to the gossip of ordinary soul masters, learning just how terrifying his current fame was.
He wasn't afraid of being assassinated.
He just found it troublesome.
So he simply wore a half-face mask to cover his face and avoid being recognized.
A few days later.
As the carriage passed through a remote mountain area, and dusk approached, he suggested to the coachman that they find a place to rest for the night.
"Uncle, are you from Wuhun City?"
"Your...Your Highness, this servant grew up in Wuhun City."
"Hmm...What do you think of the Wuhun Hall?" Jiang Nian asked casually, and the coachman instantly broke out in a cold sweat, kneeling on the ground with a thud.
He quickly helped him up: "Uncle, don't be so formal and formal, just think of it as a chat."
Uncle Fu wiped the sweat from his brow, and seeing that Jiang Nian was serious, he calmed his flustered heart...
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