Chapter 119 Rebellion in Bibi Dong's Eyes.
A Strained Relationship The mother and daughter, weary from their journey, arrived back at the Spirit Hall at night.
Jiang Nian helped Bibi Dong out of the carriage, asking if she wanted him to see her off.
Of course, this was just polite talk.
He had already taken a step towards the Holy Son's Hall when he was pulled back.
"Sure, I'll take you back, teacher."
Bibi Dong smiled, her hands behind her back as she slowly moved forward.
The bright moonlight shone on her, casting long, slanted shadows. The evening breeze ruffled her hair, carrying its fragrance back to Jiang Nian's nostrils.
"Come on? What are you standing there for?"
Bibi Dong turned and smiled, quietly staring into the boy's eyes, which possessed a pair of peach blossom eyes that even she, a woman, couldn't help but envy.
A gentle blink seemed to contain a thousand stories.
Jiang Nian quickly followed, thinking that he would never be so polite next time.
The two passed through the ancient and solemn Papal Palace and stepped onto the cobblestone path.
The flowers and plants on both sides were neatly trimmed, giving it a rather natural feel.
Jiang Nian loved immersing himself in nature while cultivating, feeling that it was his true domain.
After seeing Bibi Dong to the bedroom door, he prepared to leave.
"Teacher, you must be tired, why don't you rest early?"
"This disciple is about to return to cultivation."
The woman paused slightly, turning her head, her eyes calm yet subtly gleaming.
Gently extending her index finger, she slowly lifted Jiang Nian's chin.
Their eyes met, their emotions incredibly complex.
She remembered how this little devil used to be somewhat afraid of her, and now, although he hid it well, she could sense a different side to him.
Her disciple had truly grown up, confident, thoughtful, and daring to contradict her teacher.
Is this what teenage rebellion is like?
Bibi Dong withdrew her hand and turned her back.
"Go on, I won't keep you here tonight."
With that, she stepped into the room and closed the door.
Jiang Nian stood there thoughtfully, pondering, still somewhat unable to figure Bibi Dong out.
Oh well.
There's plenty of time in the future, he can figure her out sometime.
He turned and flew towards the Holy Son's Palace, returning home in less than half a minute.
Pushing open the door, he found that nothing was missing, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He sat down at his desk, turned on the lamp, and began to write.
After finishing, he put it in an envelope.
"I'll mail it tomorrow morning, I'll get a good night's sleep tonight."
Jiang Nian threw back the covers and fell asleep immediately. When he woke up, the sun was already up.
The rising sun was indeed warm.
It was the height of spring, and he wondered if the hardworking oxen and horses were up and working yet.
He went out to check on the herb garden and found Little White stealing spiritual herbs, swaying its long tail, completely unaware that someone was coming from behind.
Jiang Nian reached out and grabbed its tail, staring expressionlessly at the rat's head.
"Squeak! (I saw it was spoiled, so I ate it!)"
"You got caught stealing food? I'm almost embarrassed to say anything! Back in the day, I stole food in front of the principal during class and didn't get caught… You really disappoint me."
Jiang Nian shook his head, tossed it into the air for a spin, and then grabbed its head.
Little White was stunned, not expecting its master's technique to be so skillful. It seemed it would need to practice more.
The two sat by the herb garden, conversing. Although they spoke different languages, they understood each other's general meaning.
Little White was indeed intelligent; it could even write with its paws. He wondered how clever it would become when it became a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
Seeing that the sun had fully risen, Jiang Nian got up to leave.
While instructing it to take good care of the plants, it also reminded itself to cultivate.
Except for a few rarer ones, let it eat the rest if it likes them.
After all, raising humans and raising soul beasts are pretty much the same.
Little White stood up in astonishment, watching Jiang Nian walk away, and suddenly felt a lump in its throat. Wiping away the tears, it decided it needed to cultivate diligently and couldn't continue being so decadent!
Thus, a new mouse appeared in the herb garden, doing push-ups.
Whether it was pursuing the path of physical immortality or not, it was always easily swayed by Jiang Nian's stories.
Time passed, and another long winter arrived.
Snowflakes drifted down, landing on rooftops and trees.
In Jiang Nian's room, the little golden retriever wearing a red apron tucked its neck in, only revealing a small nose and eyes, staring blankly at the fireplace in front of it.
She could actually use her soul power to resist, but felt it unnecessary.
Cultivation was cultivation, and life was life.
Jiang Nian took out two roasted sweet potatoes, cooled them down, and then handed them to her little hands.
"Whoosh~ It's so hot, so hot."
"Xiao Jiang, can you peel it for me?"
Qian Renxue put the sweet potato on the coffee table and wiggled her legs, asking Jiang Nian for help.
Well, that's just how the young lady is.
This kind of thing is what a lackey should do.
Jiang Nian hummed in agreement, first preparing his own sweet potato, then handing it to her.
"You can eat mine."
"Hehe." Qian Renxue held the sweet potato in both hands, perhaps feeling that the scarf was too cumbersome, and then moved her head closer to Jiang Nian without saying anything.
I get it, if she strangled him to death.
"Cough cough! Xiao Jiang... you're murdering your husband!"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Jiang Nian patted her head and untied the scarf for her.
After her neck was freed, Qian Renxue felt much easier to breathe.
"Hmph, how can it not be?"
She pouted, lowered her head and took a bite of the sweet potato that Jiang Nian had baked. Although it was a very simple and ordinary food, she felt that it tasted even better than what those so-called chefs made.
"Xiao Jiang, you should try some too."
The little golden retriever held out a half-eaten roasted sweet potato to Jiang Nian's lips, and Jiang Nian was a little stunned.
He glanced at her expectant eyes, but ultimately didn't refuse.
"That's more like it, so I'll forgive your rudeness."
Qian Renxue generously declared Jiang Nian innocent, then picked up the sweet potato and started munching away, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster eating.
After finishing, she got up to wash her face and even asked him if he wanted a face-washing service.
Knowing how expensive the young lady's services were, he decisively refused.
"Ugh~ What are you thinking about? I really want to pry it open to see if there's anything bad inside."
Qian Renxue clung to his arm, raising her eyes without hesitation.
Finally, she remembered the task her grandfather had given her.
"By the way, Xiao Jiang, how about you... you talk to that woman and we go out to take care of something?"
"Huh?"
Jiang Nian's eyelids twitched violently. She thought to herself, "If you don't want me locked up, you'd better give up on this idea."
But now she doesn't even call her "Mom" anymore; has their affection faded after all?
Thinking about how she was being forced, she couldn't help but sigh at how difficult life could be.
The little golden retriever seemed to realize something too, and shut its mouth to think.
"Sigh! I have a plan!"
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