Bai Susu’s mood couldn’t be more different from Chen Ye’s joy.
Sunlight spilled over the wide agarwood soft couch, tinting the messy room with a golden glow.
After Chen Ye left,
Bai Susu wrapped herself in the blanket again, curling up in the corner.
Only a palm-sized delicate face was exposed, red like a ripe tomato.
Her golden hair was disheveled, with strands clinging to her fair neck, damp with sweat, leaving behind a few ambiguous red marks.
"Chen Ye... just you wait..."
She sniffled, rubbing the marks on her body pitifully.
Her amber eyes, still glistening with tears, were filled with confusion.
Not far away,
the fox fur was as white as snow, now glistening glaringly.
"It’s really... gone now... how could this happen, we haven’t even married..."
The girl murmured to herself, mixed emotions swirling in her heart.
She thought it was just a game.
Even now,
she still felt something was not real.
But no matter how she thought about it,
the facts could no longer be changed.
"Big liar... big pervert..."
She buried her face into her knees, and tears uncontrollably fell again.
This bastard!
He just left like that?
Left so justifiably?
Although I told him to get lost, does he just leave because I said so?
"This account, I as the True Inheritor, will remember!"
Bai Susu trembled as she extended her finger, fiercely poking the void.
Chen Ye, he’s a completely unforgivable bastard!
...
Chen Ye’s mood right now was exceedingly good.
The sunlight fell on him, warm and cozy.
He took a deep breath, feeling the air had become particularly fresh.
"Hoo..."
This battle was fought with immense satisfaction.
Not only did it dispel the bottled-up frustration of many days, but it also solved a big trouble—at least for the short term, that golden-furred ball probably wouldn’t dare to scheme against him so brazenly again.
Moreover...
Chen Ye introspected.
Inside the dantian, spiritual power was exceptionally active.
Threads of golden light were merging in the dantian energy sea, slowly blending with his spiritual power, greatly benefiting his cultivation.
"No wonder the vast cultivation realm is not short of those dual cultivation sects of the harmony path... This benefit far exceeded my expectations. But, just days ago, my Life and Death Profound Light successfully broke limits, Bai... Susu probably also gained many advantages. She was already on the verge of breaking through to the late foundation establishment, and now she’s most likely assured."
Chen Ye thought quietly.
Susu, though with a rather poor temperament, indeed has an exceptional physique!
Just one exchange allowed his cultivation to progress a lot; if this continues long-term...
"Seems like I’ll need to eat this soft rice more often. She’s about to reach late foundation establishment, and pulling the golden core seems within her grasp... Wow, then I could cultivate with a Golden Core True Man?"
Chen Ye rubbed his chin, eyes shining.
This is a Golden Core True Man!
Unexpectedly,
there’s such a day for Chen!
He turned around, looking back at the serene, peaceful west courtyard, as if he could still see that pitiful girl.
"True Inheritor Bai, oh True Inheritor Bai."
"Time is on our side, let’s take it slow."
Just as Chen Ye was about to return home.
From not far away, the voice of Qing Jun already came:
"Master!"
Chen Ye looked up.
He saw his three disciples standing at the intersection, waiting for him.
"What’s up? Haven’t gone back yet?" Chen Ye gathered the smile on his face, speaking in a deep voice.
"We just wanted to wait for Master to go back together!"
Qing Jun ran over joyfully, grabbing the master’s big hand.
Master sighed helplessly, "Our small courtyard and the west courtyard are only a few steps away, what’s there to wait for?"
"A few steps are still a distance!"
Qing Jun said confidently, pouting and shaking Chen Ye’s arm,
"And without Master leading, Qing Jun doesn’t even know the way!"
Listen.
Is this even human talk?
Can you still get lost in your own courtyard?
Chen Ye laughed at the absurdity, gently flicking her forehead:
"You and your twisted logic. I think you’re not lost, you just want the master to carry you back, right? You’re a grown-up, aren’t you ashamed?"
"Hehe..."
Qing Jun stuck out her tongue, showing no hint of embarrassment; instead, she hugged the master’s arm even tighter.
"In front of Master, Qing Jun is forever a little girl!"
Next to her, Jin’er also came up shyly, carefully reaching out her little hand to gently tug on the corner of Chen Ye’s robe, her head down, not saying a word.
Chen Ye smiled slightly, proactively holding Jin’er’s little hand.
Then,
Jin’er softly called out: "Master..."
As for Zhiwei.
As the eldest disciple, she didn’t cling to the master like the two juniors.
She followed Chen Ye half a step behind, her pace neither fast nor slow, looking straight ahead, seeming very earnest; yet, in Chen Ye’s eyes, still utterly adorable.
Looking at his three disciples,
The restlessness in Chen Ye’s heart caused by Bai Susu instantly calmed down.
"Let’s go, then. Follow the master home. Don’t cling to the master so much from now on."
"La la la, Qing Jun doesn’t care what Master says!" The little girl rebelled.
...
The afterglow faded, the night sky was like ink.
The three disciples, having expended much energy in the Illusion Realm, retired to their rooms early to rest.
Zhiwei, before bed, especially brewed a pot of calming tea for the master, and listening to her words of advice warmed Chen Ye’s heart, though he couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile.
"Calm tea..."
"Tonight, there’s no calming at all."
Chen Ye finished the tea in one gulp, feeling the ever-growing restlessness of spiritual power within, his heart surged with excitement.
He stood up, strode into the quiet chamber, and activated the protective array around him.
Sitting cross-legged on the meditation mat, Chen Ye took a deep breath, eliminating distractions, and focused his mind in the dantian.