Chapter 101 Back at the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, in her high heels, helped.
Ye Lingling sit to the side absorbing her spirit rings. Jiang Nian searched the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, gathering ten-thousand-year-old immortal herbs with fire attributes.
He also casually abducted a ninth-grade purple ganoderma, and after a moment's thought, took some medicinal herbs to aid in alchemy.
Two hours passed quietly.
Ye Lingling opened her eyes, her spirit power having reached level twenty-six.
"Holy Son Brother, my second spirit skill is no longer just healing!"
"Thank you..."
Jiang Nian looked at the girl in his arms, glanced awkwardly at Qian Renxue in the distance, and pushed her away, placing his hands on her arms.
"It's nothing, Lingling should focus on her cultivation, don't blame me for what I did."
"Mmm!"
The little girl nodded solemnly, put her hands behind her back, and lowered her head.
It was unclear what she was thinking.
"Alright, since that's the case, let's leave."
"When we come out again, I'll visit you at the Ye family's again."
Ye Lingling raised her head, her voice soft and sweet: "Or... should I go back with you?"
"I'll just write a letter to my mother."
Jiang Nian opened his mouth, then hesitated.
If he brought back a petite and adorable girl without saying a word, what would the teacher think? Would she whip him on the spot...?
Ugh!
He hadn't even had that...
Willow branches wouldn't do; they hurt more than a ruler.
"It's okay, it'll be the same next time."
Seeing that he didn't want to take her back, Ye Lingling didn't insist.
She gave a soft "Mmm," and reverted to being the obedient and sensible little girl.
"Squeak!" Little White bared its teeth and claws, waving them wildly, almost crying from the pain.
The ground was covered in its own white fur.
"What are you yelling about! I'm not in pain!" Qian Renxue angrily continued to pluck its fur.
To be honest, it feels pretty good.
After sending Ye Lingling back, Uncle Fu's carriage didn't stop for a moment, preparing to head towards the Spirit Hall.
The four Title Douluos hiding in the shadows were quite happy to see them finally returning.
They were often afraid of being ambushed by enemies outside, but fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.
However, Yue Guan couldn't wait to go back.
If Bibi Dong hadn't insisted on not disturbing Jiang Nian, he would have shown himself a long time ago!
"The Heartbreak Red of Longing... Princess Xiaoxue actually gained the approval of this immortal herb..."
"Old Ghost, what should I do if I can't take it anymore?"
Ghostly: "Solve it yourself."
Yue Guan's eyes were a little melancholy, but he didn't continue talking nonsense.
He was now only thinking about getting back to Spirit City as soon as possible!
After several days of long journey, Jiang Nian finally saw this familiar place.
The smell of home hit him, and he immediately felt at ease.
Soon, the carriage stopped not far from the Papal Palace.
Jiang Nian and Qian Renxue got off, the latter looking somewhat preoccupied.
"Xiao Jiang... I'll go let Grandpa know I'm safe..."
"Okay."
Watching her hurried figure, Jiang Nian smiled.
It seems the little golden retriever has become much more normal since returning here.
Putting his thoughts aside, he walked towards the Papal Palace.
"Huh? Where's Teacher?"
Jiang Nian looked towards the papal throne and noticed that the woman who always sat there wasn't there today.
Was she in her boudoir?
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped towards the courtyard behind the Papal Palace.
The first thing he had to do upon returning was report to his teacher, otherwise, the next time he stepped into the Papal Palace with his left foot, he would be hung up and beaten.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jiang Nian smelled the fragrance of various flowers.
Most of them were planted by himself.
Sometimes, Bibi Dong would often pick her favorites to take a bath.
Reaching the door, Jiang Nian raised his right hand again and again, finally gritting his teeth and knocking. It wasn't until the third time that he scratched his head, puzzled.
Not here?
Not even in her room?
Where could she have gone?
Jiang Nian prepared to turn and leave, but in another room of the master bedroom, the door opened.
Bibi Dong, wearing red high heels, swayed her slender waist, her breath slightly weak, her forehead seemingly damp with sweat, her pretty face flushed.
"Teacher? You...you've had a problem with your training?"
Jiang Nian was surprised and quickly stepped forward.
However, Bibi Dong calmly closed the door, and upon closer inspection, her middle finger seemed to tremble slightly.
"Nothing, just tidying up."
She gently lifted a strand of hair, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she looked at Jiang Nian.
The suppression she had endured during this period had left her torn between discomfort and fleeting pleasure, her inner sense of loss unprecedentedly strong.
And now, her disciple had returned...
Bibi Dong looked up at the boy who was a head taller than her, and gently touched his cheek.
She stroked his head expressionlessly, finally placing her right hand on his head and slowly applying pressure.
Jiang Nian knew she was going to pat his head like she did when he was a child, so he helplessly squatted down and let her do it.
Hmm?
What's that smell?
It tastes fishy...
Bibi Dong rubbed her right hand, then slowly raised her handsome face, looking down at him arrogantly.
Their eyes met, and Jiang Nian swallowed hard, forcing himself to keep his breathing steady.
"Little Nian, how long have you been gone?"
"Uh... about a month?"
"Wrong! I only know it's 375 hours!"
Bibi Dong smiled sarcastically, pinching his cheek hard: "Fine~"
"Very good... You've been gone for so long, and you haven't even sent a letter to your teacher. You've really grown wings and think I can't control you anymore?!"
Jiang Nian: "..."
He only knew that not speaking was the best response right now.
"Speak!"
Damn it!
Who forces someone to speak?
"Teacher...I..."
"Alright! You don't need to say anymore!"
Jiang Nian: "?"
Bibi Dong smiled coldly, grabbed his body and walked towards the boudoir.
Thump~
The door slammed shut, and Jiang Nian was thrown onto the bed, somewhat at a loss.
"Teacher...Teacher, isn't this necessary?"
"I brought you some things this time I went out..."
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, just about to take down the "Master-Disciple Transformation Artifact" hanging on the wall, and finally chose one of Jiang Nian's old friends.
"That, we'll talk about it later."
"Now...bend over."
Jiang Nian wanted to struggle a little more, but Bibi Dong slapped him without any mercy.
A familiar feeling welled up in his heart, and he knew he was powerless to resist and could only endure it.
Perhaps he was already used to it, or perhaps he had developed an immunity.
Jiang Nian even took the opportunity to scratch his butt.
That's it?!
Teacher, did you not eat today?
Seeing his arrogance, Bibi Dong was also angry and threw down the willow branch in her hand.
Arrogantly raising her right leg, her red high heel slammed down.
"You brat, do you know you're wrong?"
Jiang Nian, to play along, could only nod: "Teacher... I'll do it next time..."
"A next time?!"
His mind went blank, and his body went limp.
Never mind...
"Teacher, haven't you eaten?"
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