Huh?!
This girl, usually so composed and polite, how come she’s so strong now?
"Zhiwei, your master really isn’t tired..."
Chen Ye tried to struggle.
"Master is lying."
Zhiwei kept her eyes down, her hands still busy, as gentle Spiritual Power seeped into Chen Ye’s meridians, her tone stubborn,
"Because of that puppet’s refining, you’ve exhausted so much energy, your forehead never relaxed."
"Now that we’re finally home, do you still need to act strong?"
"If Master gets too worn out, who will protect our Cangli Courtyard? Who will... support Zhiwei?"
As she spoke, the girl’s voice softened with a hint of grievance.
This tactic of retreat for advance easily broke down Chen Ye’s defenses.
"Alright, alright, as you wish, whatever you say."
Chen Ye sighed helplessly, completely giving up resistance, letting his student have her way.
Seeing her master behave, a cunning smile flashed in Zhiwei’s eyes, her lips curling into a beautiful arc.
Of course, she knew her master wasn’t that fragile.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Middle Period, what’s a few days and nights without sleep?
But she just wanted her master to rely on her a bit more, even if for just a moment of peace, it has to be her giving it.
But Zhiwei hadn’t been massaging her master for long.
"Crack—"
A crisp sound rang out suddenly from inside.
The sound wasn’t loud,
But it was enough to change the expressions of several people in Cangli Courtyard.
It’s the sound made by Dandan Qingjun!
Zhiwei’s expression froze, her massaging fingers halted in mid-air, instinctively looking towards the main room:
"Master, is that... Qing Jun’s room?"
"That sound..."
Joy flashed through Chen Ye’s eyes, he stood up from the stone stool directly,
"It’s the cocoon breaking! Qing Jun is awakening!"
Seeing his master rush over, Zhiwei dared not slack, quickly following.
Even Jin’er, who had just run back to the room under the pretext of practicing, poked his head out upon hearing the commotion:
"Master! Is it Senior Sister Qing Jun hatching?!"
...
Inside the room.
The thick silver cocoon covering the bed was trembling violently at the moment.
The ancient dragon aura swirling inside had quietly dissipated, absorbed into the entity at the center of the cocoon like a whale swallowing the sea.
Crack, crack.
The cracks quickly spread like a spider’s web.
The trio held their breath, eyes fixed on the cocoon.
"Crack!"
Another crisp sound.
A tiny silver tail worked hard to poke through the cocoon’s shell, wagging back and forth.
Crash—
The cocoon completely shattered, turning into a rain of sparkling Spiritual Power fragments.
And amidst the scattering light shards, a little head with messy silver hair emerged.
She didn’t seem to have changed much, still the same adorable little girl, except the crystal dragon horns on her forehead were more lustrous and translucent, faintly swirling with Flowing Light.
The little girl blinked hazily, her eyes of stark black and white, without the ancient anomaly.
"Huh? When Qing Jun was growing dragon horns, her eyes briefly turned golden, but this time, it’s quite normal..."
Chen Ye had been closely observing Qing Jun’s transformation, naturally noticing this difference.
A bit of thought, and he could understand.
Back then when her eyes turned gold, it lasted for only a moment.
Now Qing Jun has been an egg for four months, there’s no way she could stay in a golden-eye state; perhaps her pupils had changed once when she first formed the cocoon.
The little girl looked dazed as if she didn’t see her master by the bed.
"Gurgle—"
This was Qing Jun’s stomach protesting, she had been hungry for four months!
The little girl rubbed her eyes, originally sluggish gaze turning sharp and hungry as her stomach growled.
"Hungry..."
Qing Jun pouted, glancing at the scattered cocoon fragments on the bed.
She extended her small white hand, grabbed the largest fragment, and "Oomph" stuffed it into her mouth.
Crunchy!
Like chewing rock candy, she munched eagerly, sweeping the bed of fragments into her mouth, cheeks puffing like a small hamster, making crackling sounds.
"..."
Chen Ye, Zhiwei, and Jin’er stood at the door, watching this "True Dragon feeding" scene, momentarily speechless.
The first thing she did upon waking was to eat her own eggshell?
Zhiwei defended her junior sister: "Master, perhaps this is the awakening path for the True Dragon Race? I’ve heard, in the Cultivation Realm, some Demon Beasts eat their eggshell right after being born to replenish energy."
"Hmm..." Chen Ye replied.
A brief moment passed.
The bed full of "eggshells" was cleaned out.
Qing Jun let out a Spiritual Power-filled burp and finally noticed her master at the door.
"Master!"
Her eyes lit up, jumping down from the bed and rushing into Chen Ye’s embrace,
"Master, Master! Qing Jun had such a long dream!"
"In the dream, I was eating a huge, huge chicken leg, but no matter how much I ate, I couldn’t get full... I was almost starving to death! Luckily, I saw Master haha..."
Qing Jun appeared delicate, with thin arms and legs, yet when Chen Ye caught his disciple, his arm slightly sank.
So heavy!
Though she didn’t look like she gained weight, her weight must have multiplied several times!
Fortunately, Chen Ye found it quite easy to hold her, just underestimated Qing Jun’s weight, causing his arm to dip down.
"? What do you mean, you girl? Did you dream of eating your master?!"
Hearing the little girl’s words, Chen Ye was startled!
This little girl was too terrifying!
What does it mean to almost starve in a dream, but luckily see the master?