"Zhiwei."
Bai Susu adopted a serious expression, she said casually,
"As the senior disciple, your foundation appears solid. But I observe that your aura today seems to have reached a bottleneck?"
The little girl with black hair put down her chopsticks, sat up straight, neither humble nor arrogant:
"Reporting to True Inheritor Bai, the path of cultivation is like sailing against the current. Bottlenecks are common, and I will diligently strive to overcome them."
Zhiwei appeared quite normal.
Yet her tone conveyed a sense of detachment.
But she didn’t believe it—someone on the verge of Foundation Establishment would willingly abandon such an opportunity!
Bai Susu raised an eyebrow and dangled a bait:
"I see that you’re about to establish your foundation; I have a set of Heart Grinding Technique here, dedicated to honing your Sword Heart, which might aid you in your breakthrough..."
"Thank you, True Inheritor Bai, for your kindness."
Zhiwei’s expression did not change, her tone was calm,
"The cultivation technique taught by Master is profound and extensive; I have yet to fully comprehend it, and I dare not be greedy for more, lest I bite off more than I can chew."
She actually refused the Foundation Establishment secret technique?
Bai Susu doubted her own hearing, her fingers trembled slightly, she glanced at Chen Ye.
Chen Ye said with a smile, "True Inheritor Bai might not know, Zhiwei does not need the Foundation Establishment secret technique. Her foundation is firm; it’s better for her to solidly progress and break through on her own. In this way, it benefits her path forward."
"Alright... Let’s forget I mentioned it."
Bai Susu dejectedly picked up a helping of food with her chopsticks.
These three disciples: one greedy but protective of food, one timid like a mouse, and one immune to both persuasion and coercion!
Truly troublesome...
The little girl blinked her eyes, curiously asked, "True Inheritor Bai, you’re so strange today!"
"Stran... Strange?"
The certain golden-haired girl nearly flushed red.
"Yes, just like those demon cultivators who want to catch children..."
The little girl muttered.
She originally wanted to continue speaking, but when she saw her master’s glare, she sheepishly shut her mouth.
Yet her words had already been heard clearly by Bai Susu!
So...
In their eyes, she was like a demon cultivator trying to abduct children?!
Bai Susu’s vision went dark, her chest fluctuated wildly.
Especially when she noticed the three girls quietly watching her.
She immediately felt as if sitting on pins and needles, her whole body uncomfortable!
At this point, Bai Susu couldn’t stay any longer.
She forced a slight smile:
"I’ve had enough! Zhiwei, you all eat more, don’t worry about me..."
Nevermind,
even at this point, the golden-haired girl’s tone remained gentle, although this soft tone made the little girl shiver...
After speaking, Bai Susu ignored the reactions of the others and stood up to leave.
That golden silhouette, no matter how you looked at it, carried a hint of fleeing in disorder.
Until her figure disappeared.
The tension at the dining table suddenly relaxed.
"Phew..."
Jin’er let out a long breath, patting her small chest,
"Scared me to death... True Inheritor Bai, so frightening."
Qing Jun licked her lips with interest:
"Master, does Sister Bai dislike fish? She hardly touched hers! Can I eat it?"
Zhiwei, on the other hand, thoughtfully glanced in the direction Bai Susu left, her eyes slightly moved.
The approach is not friendly.
True Inheritor Bai is attempting to curry favor with them to build rapport.
But why does she want to do this?
Zhiwei felt she knew the answer.
Absurd... utterly absurd...
This little ball,
actually dreams of bullying Master forever, and even wants to ride over their heads!
...
In the western courtyard.
Bai Susu flung herself into the soft couch with anger, clutching the pillow, she smacked it twice.
"It’s infuriating! So infuriating!"
"Despite having thought about it for so long... why is it so hard to achieve!"
Long ago,
Bai Susu wished to foster a closer relationship with Chen Ye’s disciples... after all... in time she would become their teacher’s wife.
But she rarely interacted with others, nor knew how to nurture such relationships.
Especially considering she was Spirit Hidden True Inheritance,
she either spent her days cultivating or handling sect duties, unable to spare time for interaction with Chen Ye’s disciples.
In her little free time, she pondered on how to proceed, noting her thoughts in a book.
Yet now...
She rolled over, gazing up at the ceiling, growing increasingly discontent.
To think of Bai Susu, what could she want that she couldn’t get?
"No way!"
Bai Susu suddenly sat up, her eyes full of fierce determination.
"If soft methods don’t work, then we’ll use hard ones!"
"This True Inheritor just can’t believe that with my skills, I can’t handle you?"
She pulled out a small notebook from her bosom, slashed a mark on it fiercely with her Divine Sense, and then wrote a line in big characters:
[Ultimate Plan: If the smaller ones can’t be managed, then deal with the larger one first! As long as I completely control Chen Ye, make him submit to me in front of his disciples, then... hmph hmph!]
Having thought of this,
the golden-furred ball chuckled with glee.
...
Time passed swiftly, and in a few days.
During these days,
Bai Susu spent her time either healing or patiently guiding the three disciples in their cultivation, even occasionally bringing them spirit fruits and snacks.
Furthermore, being Spirit Hidden True Inheritance, she possessed many rare treasures at hand, which indeed made Qing Jun and Jin’er view her differently.
Especially Jin’er.
Bai Susu inadvertently discovered that Jin’er particularly loved making dolls.
An offer of a puppetry technique book titled Myriad Puppets Unlocked was made to Jin’er.
This puppetry technique, acquired from the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, contained a large amount of puppet essentials, truly kept Jin’er delighted for several days.
After this, their relationship drew closer.
"Sister Susu... Are Body Cultivators the best at turning into puppets? If they become puppets, will they still have consciousness?"
"Hmm? Why are you asking this? Though, if the method is ingenious and the cultivation profound enough, retaining consciousness is indeed feasible."
"Ah... in that case, puppets wouldn’t ever leave their master, right? They wouldn’t ever dislike their master?"