Chapter 454: Little Jiu: White Old Thief, Prepare to Be Devoured!
Early morning.
Bai Feng watched as the familiar figure pushed open the door and leapt onto his desk, landing right atop Little Jiu. He felt that the game development had to speed up—seriously, yesterday a turtle could have outrun this progress!
These days, every time Little Jiu had free time, she’d come stomp into his study to bother him. Fine. But lately, she’d been ridiculously resistant to him touching her tail. Even if he tried, it had to be a share-the-love deal—no monopolizing her tail like some greedy squirrel.
He casually scooped up Little Jiu from his desk and plopped her onto his lap. Gently, he stroked her on the back a couple of times. Just as he reached for her tail, Little Jiu’s eyes snapped open with suspicion and she turned her head to lean towards him.
“I’ll allow you to touch my ears,” Little Jiu mumbled as she nuzzled his hand.
“……”
Bai Feng was left utterly at a loss for words. To think that to prevent him from touching her tail, Little Jiu, who was originally quite resistant to even touching her own ears, would actually give him permission. What in the world was going on?
Honestly, that’s been days—how is Little Jiu still jealous about her tail? It’s just part of her body!
While mentally complaining, Bai Feng’s hands kept moving. Her ears, though not as fluffy as her big tail, were still pretty nice to touch. Every time he did, she’d react in the cutest ways—something that touching her tail simply couldn’t deliver.
But still, his desire to caress her super fluffy nine tails remained. He had to come up with a plan to make Little Jiu stop caring so much.
Bai Feng lowered his head in thought. The root of this mess was her boredom—she ran over to ask about the game development, and these past days, her frequent visits to his study probably stemmed from the same boredom.
All he needed was to distract her with something fun. Once her attention shifted, maybe she wouldn’t be so bothered about her tail.
Then, he tweaked his ongoing game project a bit and turned to Little Jiu, who was resting on his leg.
“Little Jiu, want to try out the demo version of the game?”
“What’s that?” Little Jiu lifted her head slightly.
“Just the first major level. If anything seems off during testing, we can fix it early,” Bai Feng explained casually.
“I wanna try!”
Little Jiu’s eyes sparkled. She’d been waiting for Bai Feng’s new game for days. Perfect—this could satisfy her cravings!
Quick as a flash, Bai Feng uploaded the demo to her Image Retainer.
“Oh, and one thing—dying in the demo means you gotta practice, and I even built in a feature to record your d*ath count.”
“Relax. I’m a noble Nine-Tailed Fox. I say what I mean. Besides, it’s just a test version—easy peasy for me!” Little Jiu waved her claws arrogantly.
So, Bai Feng watched as Little Jiu started fiddling with her Retainer.
“This attack… this roll… and these little monsters? That’s it? Looks pretty easy! I thought it’d be tougher!”
“Wait, what’s this big blue-rock lizard thing? Did you place the monsters in the wrong spot?”
Before she could even get proud, a giant ‘d*ath’ appeared on the screen. Little Jiu’s face shot up and she glared at Bai Feng, demanding answers.
Bai Feng shrugged calmly. “Nothing wrong, just more health and damage—if you get the hang of it, you can breeze through. Not recommended for newbies, though. Better to come back when you’re higher level.”
“No way! I’m an expert in the game realm! Watch, I’ll beat it today!”
With that stubborn determination, Little Jiu lowered her head and started her assault.
A few minutes later, she’d died fifteen times. She puffed her chest proudly and said, “See? Told you I can beat it!”
“Hmm, not bad. Only fifteen deaths—that’s some real gaming talent,” Bai Feng nodded. “Oh, and remember—you owe thirty hours of cultivation time now.”
“……”
Thirty hours of cultivation?
Little Jiu looked at her d*ath count and a dazed expression crossed her face—how did she end up dying so many times?
Oh no!
“So, are you going to keep building up your cultivation hours or go fix that debt first?”
Facing Bai Feng’s question, she glanced again at the number: thirty hours—that’s like chaining together two full days of nonstop training.
“Keep going!”
After all, she’d already spent thirty hours building up; dying a few more times didn’t seem that bad.
“Alright,” Bai Feng nodded without hesitation, a mischievous smile on his face as he watched her keep advancing.
Next, Little Jiu would face Old Guda, whom he had optimized for her—surely Old Guda would surprise her!
A few minutes later.
Little Jiu stared at the darkened screen, the glaring red ‘d*ath’ blinking in the middle. She silently looked up at Bai Feng, eyes full of murderous intent.
So, that’s what the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect meant by calling Bai Feng “White Old Thief”—now she really understood.
“What? Not continuing?” Bai Feng grinned.
Little Jiu clenched her teeth, glaring daggers at his smirking face. “Just you wait! I just need a moment to get familiar with it—I swear I’ll beat it now!”
Over ten minutes later.
“How is there still a second phase?!”
She looked at her screen again; her d*ath count had piled up to 28. Frustrated, she put down her Retainer and spun around to pounce on Bai Feng.
“White Old Thief! Prepare to fight for your life!!”
But Bai Feng, as if expecting this, calmly reached out and caught her. After giving her ears a gentle massage, Little Jiu, struggling fiercely, suddenly softened.
“V-vile!” she huffed, lying in his arms.
“Practice more, and you’ll get it,” Bai Feng chuckled, ruffling her head. “Want to keep going?”
Little Jiu paused for a few seconds, then decisively nodded. Although she’d died so many times, she didn’t think this boss was impossible—it was her own carelessness and the sudden second phase that messed her up. She hadn’t even finished her potion before getting wiped out, so she believed that next time, with more caution, she could definitely do it!
So, she plunged back into the fierce battle.
By the time she had died 69 times, she finally defeated the boss. Her mood was suddenly elated. She puffed her chest and stubbornly declared, “Ha! This? So-so!”
But then, Bai Feng poured a bucket of cold water on her.
“Remember, you need to cultivate 138 hours.”
Silence.
Little Jiu immediately fell silent, then climbed onto Bai Feng’s lap, pitifully begging, “Um, can we go back to dying once per hour of cultivation?”
“Huh? But you said dying once lets you cultivate for two hours?” Bai Feng teased with a grin.
“I was too young then! Now I realize I was wrong. Please, change it back!” Little Jiu clasped Bai Feng’s big leg and begged on her knees.
