Chapter 462: Stay Away from Shui Miao Miao and Those Books of Hers
“Here it comes.”
Bai Feng got up and strolled over to open the door. Sure enough, outside was Little Qi. He chuckled softly and ruffled her hair. “Little Qi, what brings you here?”
“Brother, I’ve achieved Transformation God Full Stage!”
Little Qi’s face beamed with happiness. Though she’s still a bit away from Refinement Stage, this time she saw hope catching up—she can finally help Bai Feng instead of hiding behind him.
“Nice, nice! Truly worthy of Little Qi,” Bai Feng said with a smile, scratching her head. “So, what reward do you want?”
“I… want to sleep with brother again,” Little Qi whispered. “Is that okay?”
“Of course.” Bai Feng nodded without hesitation.
It’s just like last time—letting Little Qi lie beside him and sleep. Nothing wrong with that.
Anyway, his previous words proved useful. Little Qi’s condition is much better now, and she’s brighter too. She’s willing to talk to him about some things.
His behavior might be a little dangerous—wait, what danger? Little Qi is quite obedient, isn’t she?
Suddenly, Tian Yan, who was cultivating Shui Miao Miao, lifted her head sharply. She felt Bai Feng seemed to be muttering about her.
Hmm, I should go find him to train later.
Late at night.
Bai Feng lay on his bed, eyes open. He subtly turned his head to look at the seemingly asleep Little Qi, giving her a gentle pat on the head with a trace of helplessness.
He thought Little Qi was just taking a nap on his side again, like last time. But this time, she said she wanted to sleep at night.
He should refuse, naturally, but seeing her expectant eyes, he couldn’t bear to say no. So he just agreed.
It’s no big deal—just letting Little Qi sleep beside him for one night. Doubling the time of a usual nap, but really, what’s the difference?
“Forget it, I’ll sleep too,” Bai Feng closed his eyes.
Moments later, Little Qi opened her eyes, slowly got up, watched Bai Feng sleeping, then quietly leaned forward and gave his face a light kiss. The next second, she quickly pulled back under the covers.
White Sleeping Bai Feng: “……”
When Little Qi first got up, he thought she was going to do something ‘dangerous’, but…
—
“Success! I finally made the Nascent Soul Stage array.”
Luo Qianqian clapped her hands excitedly, a proud smile on her face.
Thinking about Bai Feng praising her in front of others made her even more pleased.
“Too bad she never contacts me—such good news, and I can’t share it.” She leaned back in her chair, stretching out. “What’s that guy actually doing? I did everything she said I should, she should reach out to me, right?”
After muttering a few more words, she turned her gaze back to the newly crafted array, a sly smile curling her lips again.
Whatever, I’m pretty happy here—no contact is fine.
Muttering inward, she stood up and headed out the door—she was going to call her teacher Bai Feng over to see her array.
Hehe, wonder how he’ll praise her this time?
No, no, gotta keep my expression in check—cannot look too proud.
Meanwhile, in a secret realm unknown to all.
A woman strode along a path paved with greenish stones. Her clothes bore fresh bloodstains—she just fought a tough battle.
She slightly lifted her head, a cold look in her face as she gazed at the distant building, which looked like a Taoist monastery.
She slowly approached the gate, pushing open the heavy wooden door.
Inside was a spacious hall, and in the middle stood a statue.
The statue was vividly carved, despite being made of stone, its robes and wrinkles so realistic.
As her gaze moved upward, the statue’s face appeared, eerily identical to hers—like it had been carved from her.
“Hmph.”
The woman scoffed at the face, then kicked the statue’s head.
Bang!
The head broke off at the neck, flying into the wall and shattering.
She turned to leave, but the heavy door she pushed open earlier was gone; before her was now a solid stone wall.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind her:
“Starting today, you are Qian Mian.”
The woman slowly turned around. The headless statue, which she had kicked apart, had restored itself—looked exactly the same and even wore the same clothes she was currently wearing.
“So am I Qian Mian, or is Qian Mian me?” she asked the statue puzzledly, her question seemingly nonsensical. But the statue remained silent, not uttering another word.
Tsk.
These immortals sure are dead stone still.
Feeling annoyed, she resisted the urge to smash the statue again. She knew doing anything here was useless.
She bypassed the statue, pushed open the only other door in the room, and without hesitation, walked in.
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“Hiccup…”
Bai Feng lay in bed, eyes open. Though dawn had broken and he was awake, he just wanted to stay in bed a bit longer.
Suddenly, he felt something pressing down on him shift. He paused, thinking—no one was coming to find him to sleep, and this weight was very light—much lighter than Little Jiu.
Lifting his head slightly, he saw Little Snow curled up on his blanket, resting.
“When did you sneak in?”
He smiled, reaching out to pick her up, burying his face into her soft fur.
But then he noticed the sensation changed. Without looking, he knew that Little Snow had turned back into her human shape again.
“Little Snow, can you not turn back into human form when I’m petting the cat?”
His tone was a bit exasperated, and he gently set Little Snow back on the blanket.
“But isn’t that how you like sleeping with my master?” Little Snow asked, puzzled, lying on the blanket with a hint of curiosity.
Bai Feng: “?”
Had Yu Yao never kept Little Snow away from him?
He sighed, rubbing her head. “This is a bit different. After all, Yu Yao and I are partners.”
“But Yu Yao is my master. When she’s busy, shouldn’t I help her?” he reasoned.
“Although Yu Yao has been a bit busy lately, it’s not to that extent. And where did you see such strange knowledge?”
“On a book.”
Bai Feng fell silent for a few seconds, then continued to gently pat Little Snow’s head.
“Stay away from Shui Miao Miao and those books she’s hiding, okay?”
“Oh.”
