Chapter 88 — Today, I Will Use My Feet as a Bow!
“Sleepin’ so comfortably.”
Yu Yao opened her eyes with a big yawn. Ever since she got her Golden Core, she hadn’t slept this long in ages.
Come to think of it, did she say something weird yesterday?
Sitting up on her bed, she started reminiscing. Gradually, her eyebrows furrowed and her tiny fist clenched: “Junior Brother, you little rascal, you tricked me!”
What does it mean to sh**t an arrow with your foot?!
And why didn’t she notice that Bai Feng was secretly making fun of her height?!
Just then, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
“Senior Sister, are you awake? You said you’d show us how you used to draw a bow and sh**t arrows when you were young, remember?”
“Junior Brother!!!”
Yu Yao slowly turned her head towards the door, then, like a hungry tiger pouncing on prey, she leapt out of bed without even changing out of her pajamas and charged straight for Bai Feng outside.
Immediately, a chorus of shouts, pleas for mercy, and “don’t hit me!” rang out from behind the door.
“Senior Sister, I was wrong! Don’t hit me!” That was Bai Feng, pretending to cry out for mercy.
“To sh**t an arrow with your foot, huh? Today, I’ll use my foot to sh**t you like a bow!” said Yu Yao, barefoot, raising her short little legs for a kick.
“Senior Sister, calm down!!” urged Bai Yu Mo from the side.
……
Training Grounds.
Bai Feng adjusted his slightly disheveled clothes. He hadn’t truly been beaten—just a few light kicks on his calves from Yu Yao, and some tugging on his clothes during the chaos.
Yu Yao, after venting her anger, looked totally refreshed as she strutted ahead.
“Don’t look at me now, but I used to be quite the archer! No noble young master or miss from those big families can hold a candle to me,” she boasted proudly.
“…Then do you want to try shooting arrows again?” Bai Feng continued to invite trouble, already ready with the recording stone in hand—after all, he’s been punched a lot already; missing the shot would be such a shame!
Yu Yao shot Bai Feng a sly glance but didn’t punch again this time: “Heh, I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll show you all how a senior sister shoots arrows!”
She walked over to the weapon display, grabbed a tiny bow.
“…Feels like I’m losing out,” muttered Bai Feng.
“What?” Yu Yao, holding the tiny bow, hurriedly stepped closer to the target, glancing back at Bai Feng, who was quietly muttering.
“Nothing. Good luck, senior sister,” Bai Feng nodded, secretly taking out the record stone from his clothes.
Although he didn’t get to see Yu Yao use her foot to draw the bow, watching her sh**t with a kid’s bow was pretty amusing—definitely worth recording.
Beside her, Bai Yu Mo wanted to say something, but at that moment, Bai Feng turned and shot her a shushing look, putting a finger to his lips and whispering very softly: “Shh, when we go shopping later, I’ll buy you something delicious.”
‘Shopping!’
Bai Yu Mo immediately thought of the scenes of childhood when Bai Feng used to drag her around town, and her heart filled with anticipation.
Plus, the last time they went shopping, things weren’t quite right—awkward, and even an incident where Bai Feng dragged her away to a deserted place to curse at her.
This should be the first shopping trip now that their relationship has hopefully improved, right?
She nodded quickly.
As for Senior Sister Yu Yao, sorry about that!
Yu Yao, meanwhile, was unaware of what the two behind her were doing, and she deftly drew her bow, her expression turning serious.
Whoosh!
An arrow shot straight into the center of the target, then several more arrows followed, all hitting the bullseye.
If you ignore Yu Yao’s height and her tiny bow, or if you magically lowered her height to about ten years old, the scene would look pretty impressive.
“Junior Brother, how was that?”
Yu Yao lowered her bow, a proud smile on her face, turning to Bai Feng.
He had already discreetly hidden the recording stone back into his clothes the moment Yu Yao turned around, and was giving her a natural thumbs-up: “So cool!”
“Hmm…” Yu Yao looked at him suspiciously. “Feels kinda weird that you’re so straightforward with your praise for your senior sister.”
Bai Feng’s expression stayed the same, still smiling: “How can it be? Did I not also praise your dress earlier?”
“Yeah, that’s true,” Yu Yao nodded, accepting Bai Feng’s explanation.
At this moment, Gu Yue Qing approached, looking a little surprised: “You guys got here so early?”
“Hmph, it’s because someone was eager to see me sh**t my bow,” Yu Yao snorted, shooting Bai Feng a side-eye. Then she turned to Gu Yue Qing, her tone a bit displeased: “And you—you should’ve stopped her last night. Why were you just egging her on?”
“Hey, it’s because Yu Yao used to sh**t her bow so beautifully!” Gu Yue Qing chuckled. “But yeah, it was my bad. After training, I’ll treat you both to drinks at Songhe Tower.”
“Sorry, they’re with me right now,” Yu Yao shook her head. “Later I’ll invite them to Yu Ling Long as guests. Another day for the dinner.”
“Is it the auction in three days?” Gu Yue Qing suddenly remembered. “Then I’ll wish for a successful auction in advance.”
“Thanks for your good wishes.”
……
At the Yu Ling Long auction house, an elder stared wide-eyed, examining a strange spiritual tool with a magnifying glass-like artifact: “This is a rare combination-type spiritual tool. Each part is only about fifth-grade level, with serious flaws—probably even worse than a high-quality fourth-grade—but combined, the flaws disappear. If sold, it might fetch the price of a sixth-grade spiritual tool.”
The elder carefully reached out, picking up a spiritual artifact to examine it closely: “These five parts, combined, could even unleash the power of a top-tier fifth-grade spiritual tool. If it’s for sale, it could go for a price usually reserved for sixth grades. The craftsman who forged this must be a master!”
He set down the spiritual artifact and, with excitement, asked the cloaked customer hiding behind a bamboo hat: “Are you sure you want to auction this set here?”
“Hmm,” nodded the cloaked customer with a deep voice.
“Good. I’ll cover half the commission fees for you,” the elder said, rubbing his beard excitedly. Then he pulled out a black card and handed it over. “The auction starts in three days—if you’re interested, definitely check it out.”
“Will do.”
The customer nodded, taking the black card with a gloved hand—whose gloves were apparently another spiritual artifact.
Thinking about it, if they’re willing to auction such a rare spiritual tool, then they probably have a formidable forging master backing them.
Once the customer left, the elder’s fiery gaze fell on the spiritual artifact on the table—perfectly suited to help them out, as Yu Ling Long’s branch in Xuan Guang City had recently been struggling with local troublemakers and lacked good auction items. This artifact was a lifesaver.
He also heard the town’s young miss, who is also the true owner of the Xuan Guang City branch, was arriving soon—he could use this opportunity to curry favor.
And that’s how the comedic day ends in a city filled with spiritual tools and schemes!
