Taking care of A Lian, a giant baby, now that Ji Shiyu has previewed her lessons, it becomes much easier… just need…
No, it could also be three.
The three of them wore bamboo hats.
Before leaving, Yun Liu glanced at the twin silver-haired fairies and sighed.
“You two like this won’t do. Behave yourselves. During the Sea Market period, obediently wait here for me. Don’t go anywhere.”
Dao Heart Master raised an eyebrow, sensing something unusual, and said coldly:
“What do you mean? Trying to leave without saying goodbye again?!”
“The state you two are in now, going in would be no different from seeking death.”
Yun Liu shook his head firmly.
Mirage City is located at the center of the bottom of the Great Whirlpool, where the suppression of the vacuum domain is strongest. Once inside Mirage City, everyone receives the [Kun Peng Nao Hai] debuff. No matter how strong their realm, their divine sense visibility is less than one meter. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the restriction on their Qi Sea.
Experience has always taught that one cannot exceed the Golden Core realm—neither too high nor too low.
Senior experts who value their reputation, like White Whale and Canghai, would not risk breaking in. If they did, they might be pecked to death by cultivators much weaker than themselves outside.
In other words, the main force for treasure hunting in Mirage City are the juniors training in the five harbors—the natural porters of the Sea Market.
“I…”
Yan Bingling’s tone stalled.
Naturally, she knew that this lower-level blessed land was something she had explored in her youth.
The Demon-Fallen Foster Mother hesitated, then surprisingly agreed against her usual behavior.
“I agree.”
After all, the child is what matters. This is the trump card for turning the tables! If worst comes to worst, we’ll trade one for one and nurture the fetus together!
Yan Bingling’s eyes were stunned, and Yun Liu was full of questions.
This was nothing like the inner demon’s style.
“Two votes against one, then it’s happily decided.”
The Dao Heart original slammed the table, but as soon as she stood up, the Demon-Fallen incarnation stopped her.
“On what…?!”
Their aura locked firmly.
The two shared sword intent and synchronized divine thoughts. They couldn’t break each other’s moves—if one flourished, both flourished; if one fell, both fell.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll know soon enough. In this year, please behave yourself. I won’t allow any accidents.”
The inner demon smiled eerily.
For now, she would play babysitter. Before the child was born, she’d indulge her a little.
“I’ll keep an eye on things here. Go ahead, dear. Remember to come back early!”
“Mm… then I’ll leave it to you.”
Yun Liu looked back suspiciously.
Seeing the Demon-Fallen Foster Mother waving with a smile, looking emboldened, he felt something was off but couldn’t immediately figure out what.
The sword case was confiscated along with A Lian to prevent the crazy one from causing trouble. The two balanced each other; they could still protect themselves at Shipwreck Bay.
Qin Xiang and the other two waited outside Shanhai Pavilion for a while.
They saw the white-robed youth exchange a few words with the kanban girl, then he came out alone.
“Eh, isn’t Little Master Aunt coming with us?”
“She’s not feeling well.”
Yun Liu coughed, not wanting to say more.
Qin Xiang seemed thoughtful, worriedly propping her chin.
“That’s right. Little Master Aunt has been holding her chest and looking nauseous a few times since coming down the mountain. Maybe she’s been sword riding too long, and since it’s rare to ride a spirit boat, she got seasick?”
Ji Shiyu nodded.
She had seen it too. For a moment, she thought her grandaunt hated her so much that she felt sick at the sight of her.
“Sea… sick?”
That’s as ridiculous as telling me a hen tripped on flat ground. How could a Mahayana stage sword cultivator have her senses imbalance?
A flash of inspiration crossed his mind.
Before Yun Liu could think it through, the yellow-haired girl’s pretty face had already leaned in.
Ji Shiyu rubbed her fists eagerly.
Having just broken through to a new realm, she felt invincible and couldn’t wait to challenge Xiao Ran.
Both at Golden Core, their spirit breaths weren’t far apart. She no longer needed the teacher’s protection!
“Mm, too close! We’re not here to play.”
Yun Liu poked her forehead with a finger and blushed slightly.
Correcting the Electra complex starts with maintaining a good sense of distance.
“Hey ha!”
At that moment, A Lian, who was crouching behind Ji Shiyu, seized the opportunity, pulled Ao Tian out of the chicken nest, and hugged it again.
“…”
Ji Shiyu scratched her head and said:
“Little Master Aunt, do you like it that much?”
Yu Shen Yinglian nodded, kneading the fat chicken that felt like Play-Doh.
Ao Tian put on a pained expression again, wanting to voice some dissent.
“I’m a student, give it to me.”
“I’m a student too!”
A Lian then took out a small storage pouch and shook out a handful of strange toys into her palm.
They were all picked from the tree, and there were quite a few good things among them.
“A Lian has fun things. Want to trade with Yellow Hair?”
Ji Shiyu’s eyes rolled, ignoring the terrified Feng Ling who was shaking her head desperately, and gave a sly smile.
“This makes it really difficult for me. Ao Tian is my best friend… you’ll have to pay more!”
“A Lian’s most precious things are all here. You… what do you want?”
“I don’t want your things. I want…”
Ji Shiyu pulled the little cutie aside to whisper.
“You can trade with something else, like some of Teacher’s unknown secrets?”
The two young sword cultivators with very different personalities got along fairly well.
At least they didn’t fight like Miss Xiao did, just bickered.
Yun Liu and Qin Xiang exchanged a smile at the sight.
Taking a risky move, they had brought back Junior Sister unharmed, and the silly girls each had a bright future.
Starting next year, everything can return to normal, right?
“Be serious. You’re here for advanced training. Don’t forget our purpose.”
Ji Shiyu’s expression turned serious.
For now, she lent Ao Tian to her future sister-in-law.
“That’s right: take money, take grain, take women!”
Thump!
Yun Liu knocked on Yellow Hair’s head.
“What nonsense is that? Are you a sea bandit? Do you really think you’re a pirate? Stay away from those hypocrites of the Sea-Severing Alliance. Our Jueyun Peak doesn’t start trouble, but we’re not afraid of it.”
“Alright…”
Qin Xiang covered her mouth and chuckled.
How did she feel that they both start trouble and are afraid of trouble?
“But you’re not wrong.”
Yun Liu seemed to think of something, gave a knowing smile, and started walking.
Spirit stones, rare treasures, Feng Aotian’s Minotaur cultivation tale—these are indispensable.
As for women…
Soon Little Yellow Hair will know why she had to dress as a man.
The fuse for the Trial of Fate has been delivered. It’s just that someone hasn’t realized it yet, or perhaps she is no longer the person she used to be.
The group walked on the undersea sandbar.
As soon as they left the range of the pagoda’s cover, two factions simultaneously flanked them from the shipwreck ruins, with surprisingly identical goals.
The Fang Family Ancestor led eight Connected Docks Lords, including Fang Ya, but Big Sister Hong was nowhere to be seen.
The three fortress masters of the Sea-Severing Alliance came out from the other side.
Seeing the other party, their expressions were awkward. Clearly, they had the same plan. This encounter was premeditated.
“Long time no see, Mr. Yun. Congratulations to the Pavilion Chief for once again ascending the Fourth Grade Heavenly Dao Steps.”
Fortress Master Wu cupped his hands in a bow.
He was also a cultured man.
The third-in-command, Wu Lei, seeing that the two unfortunate souls who fell into the sea had inexplicably become brothers in adversity with a close relationship, quickly apologized to Ji Shiyu.