Half a year later, inside a magnificent courtyard.
Young Master Yun was staring eye-to-eye with a little girl who looked to be two or three years his senior.
The little girl was very beautiful; her small face was as delicate and smooth as the finest mutton-fat jade. Her eyes were large, round, and blinking, appearing incredibly lively under the shade of her long lashes. Paired with a little pink dress and shoulder-length bobbed hair, she was the spitting image of a cute, sweet little princess. However, this image didn't last long, shattering the moment she opened her mouth.
"What are you looking at? Keep looking and I'll beat you up!"
As she spoke, the little girl frowned, waving her small, bun-like fist at Young Master Yun to intimidate him. Although this action did nothing but make her look even more adorable, she was convinced she looked fierce!
Young Master Yun shifted his gaze from the little girl's milk-fierce face to her fist, which wasn't much bigger than his own, and remained unmoved. Compared to that, he was more concerned about the little girl's temper. He reached out, pressed down her fist, and said earnestly.
"Fighting is bad. Mother said we shouldn't fight."
"How about I treat you to something to eat? My Father prepared this, it's delicious."
After pacifying the little girl, Young Master Yun took out some nutritious snacks his family had prepared for him from the side pocket of his small backpack to share.
The little girl was stunned to see the milk stick shoved into her hand. This wasn't right! She wanted to beat him up, and he responded by giving her snacks? This was different from the others she used to bully!
However, the little girl quickly snapped out of it, feeling annoyed and embarrassed. She was trying to bully him! Could he take this seriously? How was she supposed to continue like this?
Her cute little face drooped, and she threw the milk stick on the ground, shouting coquettishly.
"I don't want it!"
Seeing the big sister throw the item away with a look of displeasure, Young Master Yun analyzed the situation and quickly realized he had encountered a similar problem before.
If she was still angry after being given a snack, it must mean he hadn't given her enough; he needed to increase the quantity!
He moved his backpack to his front and took out all the snacks—pastries, candies, dried fruits, and more—and said generously.
"Then I'll give you all of them."
"If there's anything else you like, just tell me, and I'll have my Father get it for you."
Seeing Young Master Yun pull this stunt again, the little girl became even more furious. Her large eyes widened, and her small face turned red with anger.
"Ah! I'm really ang—"
The little girl was seething with rage, but before she could finish her sentence, a piece of golden dried fruit was stuffed into her mouth.
The little girl: "..."
"Is it good?"
Young Master Yun looked at the big sister with anticipation.
"So, so good."
The little girl had intended to scold him, but as she licked the dried fruit, its refreshing fragrance and sweetness surged through her taste buds straight to her brain, instantly interrupting her planned speech. What was this wonderful sensation!
She was still just a child, after all; the lethality of delicious snacks was simply too great, and she couldn't even be bothered to beat him up anymore.
After swallowing the fruit in two gulps, the little girl took the other snacks from Young Master Yun's hands and sniffed them, saying while swallowing her saliva.
"They all smell so good! What are these?"
As a "Soul Generation" with an extremely deep family background, the little girl had eaten plenty of good things, but she didn't seem to have seen any of the items Young Master Yun had brought out! Could her mother be skimping on her snacks?
At this moment, the little girl felt a deep sense of suspicion toward her mother, who was also a glutton.
Although her mother was indeed a foodie, the reality was not what the little girl imagined. The reason Young Master Yun could make countless friends among the children with a pile of snacks was not just because he was generous, but because these snacks were truly remarkable. The fact that Yun Ming and his wife let Young Master Yun give them away so freely wasn't because they were cheap; on the contrary, if one were to calculate the cost, these items were incredibly expensive.
Take the dried fruit the little girl was eating—it was made from fruits grown on a Golden Soul Fruit Tree nourished by the power of the Golden Tree. The other candies and pastries were much the same; they were either made with ingredients from rare Soul Beasts or refined with precious natural treasures. Most of them were things no one else on the continent had even heard of. Combined with the recipes developed by Yun Ming, the taste and nutrition were top-tier, resulting in these unique items that didn't exist anywhere else in the outside world.
Receiving positive feedback, the snack-based friendship strategy worked. A satisfied smile appeared on Young Master Yun's face; his snack-based friendship method was truly invincible—no big sister could resist it.
Young Master Yun replied.
"This is an Azure Spirit Fruit, and that is a Phoenix Fragrance Cake..."
The little girl listened while eating, tasting this and taking a bite of that, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
From this point on, the topic began to drift, and Young Master Yun gradually took the initiative in the conversation.
On the other side, the father who had been watching the interaction between the two juniors was stunned.
He knew his little demon's personality all too well. She wasn't good at reading or writing, but she was number one at fighting and causing trouble. She was cut from the same cloth as her mother when she was young, and even he usually had a headache dealing with her. How was she so easily captured today? Were those things really that delicious?!
After watching for a while longer, he saw the two new friends finish their snacks and head off hand-in-hand to play elsewhere in the sect, so he turned his attention back to the man beside him.
He looked at Yun Ming, who was admiring the scenery of the mountain gate, and said with some emotion.
"Xiao Li has such a good personality! If it were any other child of the same age in the sect, they would be getting a beating by now."
As he spoke, he wore an envious expression. If his own girl had even half of Young Master Yun's good temper, he reckoned his life would be a level happier.
Yun Ming glanced at the handsome man with Peach Blossom Eyes beside him without changing his expression, feeling a bit guilty inside. His personality was indeed good, but sometimes it was a bit too good.
It was only in the last six months that Young Master Yun's mother had strictly controlled his boundaries regarding interacting with the opposite sex, which made things better. Otherwise, if it were the Young Master Yun from half a year ago, he would have sent out "dating" invitations right away. He even suspected that the little guy might have gotten hot-headed and tried to fight him.
"Ahem~"
Yun Ming cleared his throat, diverting the attention of the ignorant father, and changed the subject.
"His personality is indeed good, but he has plenty of other flaws."
"I actually think Yao Yao's personality is better. Besides, she's a girl! It's cuter for her to be a bit mischievous."
The little girl's name was Ning Yaoyao, five years old this year, two years older than Young Master Yun, and the ignorant, Peach Blossom Eyes beauty was none other than her father, Oscar.
Oscar and Ning Rongrong had married a year after Yun Ming, and compared to their previous lives where they had ascended to godhood early and never had children, they now had a new family member despite their cultivation being slightly lower than in the original timeline. It could be considered a case of blessings and misfortunes being interdependent!
This period was the holiday for Young Master Yun's preschool classes, so Yun Ming had brought Young Master Yun out to play and be played with by the family, just to find some amusement. Today, they were visiting the Seven—no, it was the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School now. At the same time, this was the first time Young Master Yun had met Miss Ning since he could remember things.
Hearing Yun Ming praise his daughter, Oscar waved his hand in embarrassment.
"She's just average, Xiao Li is much better!"
Yun Ming looked at Oscar, whose face was beaming more brightly than a chrysanthemum, and did not respond. Having a daughter was indeed something to be proud of! It was much better than a Stinky Brat.
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Afterward, the two chatted a bit more about their children, and Oscar, thinking of something, said seriously.
"Right, Boss, you can tell what Yaoyao's martial soul is, right? Can you help me see what her martial soul is?"
Yun Ming looked at the anxious-looking Oscar and understood in his heart.
"What, are you afraid Yaoyao will inherit your martial soul?"
Oscar felt helpless and nodded with a wry smile.
"Yeah! If it were a boy, it would be fine, but for a girl, my martial soul really isn't very suitable."
Thinking of his abilities, it was true that if Ning Yaoyao inherited Oscar's abilities, the scene would indeed be a bit tragic.
Yun Ming patted him on the shoulder and said in a Relax tone.
"Don't worry! Yaoyao inherited her mother's martial soul."
Hearing Yun Ming say this, the heavy stone in Oscar's heart finally dropped, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
"That's good. Boss, do you think we should send Yaoyao to study in Martial Soul City later?"
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