After only a moment, an adorable little boy in a white robe stepped out from the shadows.
He strode forward boldly and suddenly leapt onto Su Bai’s front, his two small arms tightly hugging her slender waist. His little head rubbed against her chest a few times as he said, “Master, Master, I’m back~ That palm strike just now hurt so much, it only stops hurting if Master gives me a kiss~~”
Su Bai frowned and instinctively took a few steps back, her gaze wary as she looked at the two before her—one large, one small.
“You really aren’t the body-snatching old monster?”
“Why would my lady think her husband is a body-snatching old monster?” The man in the white robe looked completely innocent.
“What about your cultivation level?”
“My husband is extraordinarily gifted.”
“Your cultivation method?”
“I have my own destined opportunity.”
“Then why…”
Before Su Bai could finish, a wronged, crying childish voice sounded from below, “Waaah~ Why does Master suspect Xiao Hei of being a body-snatching old monster? Waaaah~ Has Master grown tired and stopped loving Xiao Hei? Waaaah~~”
The little white-robed boy wiped his tears as he cried, his small mouth pouting like a little soy sauce bottle.
Su Bai felt a headache coming on. She reached out to rub his head and, after a round of comforting, the little boy finally stopped sobbing. He obediently hugged her waist again, like a cute little charm hanging there.
Then, Su Bai looked back at the man. The fear in her eyes had lessened but she did not relax her vigilance, her voice cautious. “Elder Gong, how do you plan to deal with this?”
“Burn it.”
With a snap of his fingers, a ball of pitch-black fire appeared out of nowhere and fell onto the corpse. In an instant, it turned to ashes.
Seeing the complex expression in his wife’s eyes—mixed with suspicion, disappointment, fear, and a faint, barely noticeable hint of longing—the man in the white robe seemed to see through her thoughts. A slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth, ambiguous and teasing. “Could it be, my lady, that you wish your husband really was a body-snatching old monster?”
“Are you really not?” Su Bai challenged again.
“I’m not.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Fine, if my lady says so, then so it shall be.” The man shrugged helplessly, as if infinitely tolerant of Su Bai’s misunderstanding.
“But even if I were, my lady would still be my lady, and still Xiao Hei’s master.”
Leaving behind a baffling remark, he stepped into the inky shadow behind the little boy. Half of his body vanished instantly into the darkness. Just as his head was about to be completely swallowed by the shadow, a childish mischievous glint flickered in his eyes. He waved toward Su Bai with a sly voice.
“My lady, look over here. Let me show you a big treasure.”
Su Bai instinctively looked over. A shadow flickered, and something oval-shaped flew toward her. Before she could react, it slid down her throat with a “gulp” sound, leaving her no time to spit it out.
Su Bai was slightly stunned. It was a bit fragrant, a bit sweet—like chocolate beans.
Pah!
How could this little troublemaker be so kind!
It was probably something like that hundred-times-sensitive pill again.
“What did you make me eat?”
Lifting the little charm hanging at her waist, Su Bai’s eyes widened, full of fury. If her Golden Core weren’t sealed, she would have already performed a furious beating worthy of the Seven Wolves.
“Just ordinary sugar beans,” the little white-robed boy tilted his head, looking innocent.
“Oh, right.” Suddenly remembering something, he suddenly hugged Su Bai’s neck tightly, rubbing his little head non-stop and whining, “Master, you haven’t kissed me yet. I want kisses, kisses! If you don’t kiss me, it’ll keep hurting here.”
【Forcibly peeling the clingy little “troublemaker” from your neck, you leave the cave dwelling and notify the other elders about Elder Gong’s demise. Regardless of their reactions, you let the “little troublemaker” lead you back to Qingyang Peak.】
【As soon as you return to Qingyang Peak, the “troublemaker,” who had only been a waist ornament until now, spots the small wooden hut from afar. His eyes light up, and without hesitation, he hoists you onto his shoulders, flipping over the Tian Gang stance, and trots toward the hut on his short little legs.】
【While running, he mumbles about how Master slept with the big dumpling last night, and now he wants to sleep with Xiao Hei too, and that Xiao Hei will stuff Master full.】
【You’re beyond speechless. You’d just been slept on by the big dumpling, and now the little dumpling wants to sleep with you too? No time to even digest this!】
【You seriously suspect your rebellious disciple has been body-snatched, or at least the body-snatching failed, causing his soul to fuse and split, because sometimes he calls himself Xiao Hei, and other times he calls himself Zhou Xuan.】
【Who are you?】
【Thrown onto the bed by Su Xiao Zheng Tai, you solemnly ask this ultimate question.】
“I’m me.” Su Xiao Hei tilts his head, looking at Su Bai with watery confusion, clearly baffled as to why his master would ask such a ridiculous question.
“Who is Zhou Xuan?” Su Bai asks again.
“Zhou Xuan is also Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei gave himself that name.”
“Then who are you?”
“I am Xiao Hei.”
“Then… who are you now?”
“Right now, I’m a magical body, specially made to accompany Master.”
“What’s a magical body?”
“Something like a puppet. I got the refining method by digging up a certain Nascent Soul Heavenly Venerable’s tomb.”
“Then why are you different from him?”
“What difference? We’re both the same size. It’s just that Master thinks we’re different.” The little boy stretched out his mischievous little claws and lightly pinched the snow-white peak of the man’s head.
“Master seems to prefer this form of Xiao Hei now, rather than the grown-up version.”
“Master said so, is that right~~”
Su Bai’s face flushed red. She wanted to kick off the little dumpling pressing down on her, but found she couldn’t.
The little dumpling’s face twisted into a triumphant grin, then…
The elegant and mature beauty exudes endless charm, the little rascal’s mischievous smile sways his agile waist.
A delicate figure entangled by affection, the little horse pulling the cart this morning.
【Simulating one hundred and fifty years, you not only got slept on by the big dumpling but also ridden by the little dumpling—these two… no, this one living “troublemaker”!】
【You grit your teeth!】
【Luckily, these things haven’t affected your mindset too much. You try your best to tell yourself this is just a game, just a simulation, and as soon as this simulation ends, all the rebellious disciples, all the crazy troublemakers, will disappear!】
【To convince yourself further, you even recall the female protagonist perspective in certain visual novels you played—certain tales of immortals, servant cultivation, and nightmare dreams.】
【If getting dominated in the game counts as getting dominated, then you’ve been dominated countless times.】
【You successfully convinced yourself, yet you became even more desperate to die.】
【Simulating one hundred and sixty years, the outer realm battlefield sounds the alarm. Xuan Tian True Lord heads out again, and before leaving, unleashes a severe blow on you.】
【Simulating one hundred and sixty-one years, the “little troublemaker” left at home has apparently dug up another tomb. He pulls out a heap of mysterious toys rumored to have leaked from the Hehuan Sect and plays you to ecstasy and exhaustion.】