“My dear little Qingqing husband, your wife is here!” I transformed into a white shadow, crashing into Feng Qingyin’s embrace and clinging tightly to him.
Feng Qingyin tried to push her away but couldn’t. Feeling both afraid and anxious, his eyes welled up, but he stubbornly refused to cry.
Watching this, Tai Bai felt a resonance: wasn’t this the kind of humiliating day he faced every day? He decided to secretly send some genuine immortal pills to the boy to wash away his shame, and importantly, to wash away his own.
Poor Feng Qingyin, even with powerful internal strength, remained at her mercy. Why? Because he was naive and easily deceived by small lies.
“Little Qingqing, what should we play today?” A girl around ten sat confidently on a tree branch, her legs swinging in the air.
Who is she?
Hmph, can’t you see her bright, sparkling black eyes? Her hair is blacker and more lustrous than pearls, her lips redder and more adorable than cherries, her nose delicate and upright, and her jade-white face flawless? Isn’t it none other than yours truly, Hua Piao Ling! (How narcissistic, right?)
“I don’t want to,” a boy around twelve or thirteen said with a pout beneath the tree. His elegant eyebrows raised, eyes brilliant like shooting stars, and his unpainted red lips set on a handsome face, like a graceful youth stepped out of a painting.
“Ah, seven years. They say seven-year itch, and now I’m feeling itchy too,” I sighed, flipping upside down on the tree, swaying my body and admiring my black waterfall-like hair. Finally developing into a stunning beauty!
But the revolution is not yet successful; comrades must continue to strive! At least until I’m 15 or 16 and truly transformed. The tragic life from my previous existence is too deeply etched in my memory, so I cannot be careless until I become an unparalleled beauty!
“Ah—” Excited, I fell from the tree again.
Why “again”? Because in these seven years, I often experience mid-journey power failures.
I now know that Tai Bai’s pill-making skills truly need improvement.
If we compare pill-making to an elementary school, Tai Bai would be in the kindergarten’s senior class, just beginning to understand things.
The pills’ side effects include occasional power failures and full-body weakness, which are far worse than the best soft tendon powder.
But I’m not afraid. Because—
“Ling’er never lets anyone rest easy,” a clear voice as smooth as wind blowing through mountain valleys. I fell into a warm embrace. No need to guess; it was Feng Qingyin beneath the tree.
Since a certain day in a certain month, Feng’s internal power suddenly increased. Feng’s father sent him here to receive guidance from a master, but really, he just wanted some peace and quiet.
From then on, Feng Qingyin developed a deeper understanding of our relationship. Even though seeing me gives him a headache, he still catches me at critical moments to prevent injury. I can’t help it—I’m his dear fiancée!
And so, he’s been catching me for seven years.
These seven years saw Wang Zai leave and little Qingqing arrive. Speaking of Wang Zai, I must explain his disappearance. After he… well, a fox disappeared silently.
Damn, this irresponsible fox took advantage and then ran away. Hmph! I’ve been holding a grudge about this.
“Seven-year itch, that’s exactly my current situation!”
I roared towards the distant mountains, venting my frustration and boredom.
“Do you know why you feel itchy?” Feng Qingyin suddenly laughed, his charm surpassing even scattered cherry blossoms.
“Why?” I looked up in confusion.
“Because you haven’t bathed for several days.”
Grabbing Li Bai’s collar, I demanded, “Why can’t I go now? Why do I have to wait a year? If you don’t explain clearly, I’ll destroy you when you come down the mountain!”
“It’s just not possible! Let go, my newly bought ‘Xiang Nai’er’ clothes are all wrinkled by you!” Li Bai brushed off my hand, smoothing the collar as if it were his own child.
“If you don’t explain clearly, I’ll burn these crappy clothes,” I glared coldly.
“You can only come down the mountain when you turn fifteen. This is the mandate of heaven!” Li Bai stomped his foot, worried about revealing heavenly secrets.
Even immortals now work on a salary system. If you don’t do your job properly, you’ll be fined. The story of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl being punished for their affair would never happen again; they’d just have their salary deducted for a year.
“What’s three plus twelve?” I looked at Li Bai somewhat frustrated.
“Fourteen,” he replied matter-of-factly without looking up.
“Calculate again,” I narrowed my eyes.
Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, Li Bai suddenly jumped three feet away: “What, what?”
“Count it out with your fingers!” I raged.
Li Bai actually started counting on his fingers: “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, …” After a while, he looked up: “Not enough fingers…”
I said, “Can’t you use your toes!”
“Oh, right… 11, 12, 13, 14, 15… Oh, it’s fifteen!” Li Bai looked at me in surprise.
“Hmm, what’s that smell?” I sniffed, my cat-like sensitivity unchanged.
Finally, following that strange smell, I saw –
“Li Bai! Put on your stinky shoes!!!” A thunderous roar shook the entire Phoenix Mountain.
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“So… Comrade Li Bai, I’m going down the mountain. Shouldn’t you give me something?” I gestured like modern people counting money, laughing with ill intent.
“No, no…” Li Bai shook his head, shaking like a rattle drum.
“Hmph, don’t try to fool me. I want to learn immortal techniques.” I went straight to the point.
“How can that be!” Li Bai screamed.
At this moment, a six or seven-year-old child walked back to the cave dejectedly, lying on the grass pile with a pouty mouth: How could she leave without saying goodbye! He had worked so hard to cultivate into a human for her!
With a flip, the black-clad child transformed into a small black fox and ran away. Isn’t this Wangdai!
“I say, Miss Xiao Yinyin, could you hurry up?” I stood at the bottom of the mountain, playing with the bell around my neck, shouting to Feng Qingyin behind me. Since I was ten, I stopped wearing collars; they’re too rustic. I decided to tie the bell around my neck with a yellow satin ribbon, like when I was a cat.
Taibai promised me that the dust-free beautiful man is still in this world, and I want him to recognize me at first sight. I don’t know how old he is now, but even if he’s old, it doesn’t matter. I love him and want to care for him forever.
Feng Qingyin flew down panting, finally standing in front of me and wiping sweat from his forehead. How deep is Huapiaolin’s martial arts? He was running faster than a meteor and was about to collapse, while she looked spirited.
Little did he know, I was using instant teleportation! Even if I occasionally teleport to the wrong place, teleporting three times is still faster than running three kilometers.
“What’s wrong?” Feng Qingyin noticed something was off and immediately hugged me.
Leaning weakly on his shoulder, I said feebly: “Looks like I need to rest.”
“This power outage is no joke – at least as potent as Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder, and at worst, I’d end up a complete ‘Huapiaolin’ – a total vegetative state!
Feng Qingyin, momentarily distracted by her body’s fragrance, quickly regained his composure, blushing and silently cursing his desire. He had to be more careful in the future.
I grabbed his purple long robe tightly, looking him straight in the eyes: ‘How old are you?’ Could he be his son? Oh right, he can walk too!
Ouyang Zichen smiled, and suddenly poppy flowers bloomed all over the mountains: ‘Two hundred and forty-five.’ He watched my mouth form an O shape.
‘But, but your leg…’ I stammered.
