The place Qian Feixue used to entertain Linglong was full of Northern characteristics.
In other places, a building like this would be impossible to see.
It was a magnificent structure completely made of ice and snow.
According to Qian Feixue, it was one of the largest ice and snow buildings in the entire Northern region, and the only large-scale ice and snow building that ordinary people could access.
“I booked the entire place today. Feel free to look around.”
After leading the three into the building, Qian Feixue grabbed Qian Feixu by the collar and, under the latter’s sorrowful gaze, dragged her foolish younger sister toward another area.
After delivering the protagonists to their destination, her mission was complete.
The rest of the time was for the two main characters. She wasn’t going to be their third wheel.
“If you get tired and want something to eat, come here. I’ll save you some~”
As the two Qian sisters disappeared behind a door, Hua Jian and Linglong stood dazedly in the ice and snow hall for a long while.
Finally, Hua Jian spoke first.
“No outsiders now.”
“Mm.”
“Is that all you have to say besides ‘mm’?”
Linglong nodded, then shook her head.
“I originally had a lot I wanted to say to you. But seeing you the same as before, I feel like there’s nothing worth saying anymore.”
She gazed at Hua Jian, her eyes flickering with an emotion even Hua Jian couldn’t quite identify.
It wasn’t sadness or dissatisfaction, but something more positive.
“What about you? Anything you want to say to me?”
Hua Jian reached back to clasp her hands behind her head, hopping forward two steps.
She replied in a very casual tone, “No. These four years felt like the blink of an eye to me. I only came out of that fruit shell a little over a month ago.”
She pointed at her own head. “To me, the time we spent apart wasn’t long at all. I thought four years would change people, but it seems I overthought it.”
Linglong matched Hua Jian’s pace. Four years might have passed in a flash for Hua Jian, but for her, it wasn’t the same.
During those four years, she had also wondered whether her feelings for Hua Jian were what she thought they were—whether she truly liked Hua Jian in that way.
Was it just that she couldn’t bear to see Hua Jian leave her side? Or did she genuinely like Hua Jian?
After the tide of emotions receded, Linglong thought about it seriously for a long time.
She also compared Hua Jian to many of her senior and junior sisters in the sect, trying to figure out what made Hua Jian so much better than them.
In the end, she had to admit that Hua Jian wasn’t as perfect as she had imagined.
Greedy for money, lustful (?), fond of playing small tricks and taking petty advantages. It was hard to imagine that such a brilliant genius could have so many flaws.
But it was precisely these flaws that made Hua Jian who she was, giving her a charm completely different from anyone else.
Her bad side was obvious, but her good side was equally real. Hua Jian was a very genuine person—so genuine that it was almost hard to look at her.
If, four years ago, what Linglong said to Hua Jian was just a moment of impulse, words spoken without thought under the influence of emotion.
Then today, Linglong had clearly understood her own heart. Her feelings for Hua Jian had settled over the four years, finally allowing her to confirm her emotions toward Hua Jian.
Yes, she liked Hua Jian’s personality. She liked her pranks and her mischievous side.
She liked the way Hua Jian teased her, and she also liked fighting back against her afterward.
When she was with Hua Jian, she felt very at ease and comfortable—a sense of freedom where she no longer had to hide herself.
Here, she could take off her saintess halo and interact with a friend the way a normal girl should.
She could scold Hua Jian, throw a tantrum, or even physically teach the itching Hua Jian a lesson. All of this made her feel very good.
“For us, four years really is just a blink.”
Cultivators had long lifespans, and neither Linglong nor Hua Jian were ordinary cultivators. Their lifespans were even longer than usual.
Especially Hua Jian. As a spirit plant, it was unknown whether she had any lifespan limit at all. Perhaps she was naturally as eternal as the heavens.
“So does that mean we might get tired of each other and go our separate ways in the future?” Hua Jian tilted her head and asked.
At this point, a normal person would swear an oath, assuring Hua Jian that they would never do that.
But Linglong was not a normal person. She rested her chin in her hand and thought for a moment, actually not opposing Hua Jian’s statement.
“No one knows what the future holds. But it’s even worse to be afraid to take a step forward just because you might part ways in the future.”
“You sure have a lot of big words. But Linglong, let me ask you: have you ever been in love?”
That question was essentially pointless. When Hua Jian met Linglong, Linglong was only seventeen and had been living in the Saint Sect.
When would she have had time to fall in love?
The Yaochi Sect Leader wouldn’t just let his precious cabbage be casually taken away.
“Have you?” Linglong avoided the topic.
“Of course not. My first kiss was stolen by you.” Hua Jian spread her hands.
She was even younger than Linglong, so there was no way she had been in love.
As for her previous life… let’s not talk about even sadder topics, okay?
“So here’s the question: since neither of us has been in love, do you know how lovers should get along?” That was what Hua Jian really wanted to ask.
Now that they had probably both understood each other’s feelings and confirmed that the other liked them, what should they do next?
According to the plots of various storybooks, at this point they should embrace with tears of joy, kiss each other uncontrollably, take off their clothes while kissing, and finally roll into bed to complete the great harmony of life.
Uh, Hua Jian wasn’t opposed to that kind of behavior, but she felt… she and Linglong hadn’t reached that stage yet.
“Is this the time we should kiss, hug, and then go to a big bed to do that thing?”
Hua Jian held up her finger, demonstrating her tools of the trade.
The Linglong of today was no longer the innocent little dragon from a few years ago.
Hearing Hua Jian say this, she immediately understood what Hua Jian meant.
The two stared at each other for nearly half a minute, then both looked away at the same time.
Damn, just thinking about that kind of thing made them both feel equally shy.
Linglong wasn’t averse to doing that with Hua Jian, but she would definitely feel shy about it. So she wasn’t going to be the one to initiate.
And Hua Jian… felt the same.
Put simply, they were both bottoms. Now no one was willing to take the lead, and no one dared.
Their first kiss had been forced mouth-to-mouth feeding in a critical situation.
Only looking back now could it be considered a kiss.
As for the second time, they were drunk and out of control!
So the two hadn’t even completed a proper kiss yet. Expecting them to go straight to bed and fight like demons was really asking too much.
“I think… we can talk about that later.” Linglong murmured.
“I think so too.”
“Cough. I brought you some gifts from Yaochi. Let’s find a place to look at them together.”
Linglong began to change the subject, and Hua Jian was happy to go along.
Entering an empty room, Linglong directly handed a storage pouch to Hua Jian, letting her open the gifts herself.
“The whole pouch is for me?”
“Mm. I thought you might like these things.”
“Then I’ll take a good look…” Hua Jian opened the storage pouch. The various items inside made her eyes pause.
They really were things she might like.
She knew what she liked, and the items here were indeed things she wouldn’t necessarily like.
All kinds of pastries and clothes. The most valuable items were probably the few alchemy pills scattered among them.
Despite the storage pouch being quite large, the actual value wasn’t that high.
She took out a plate of pastries and set it by her hand as a snack. While flipping through the clothes in the storage pouch, Hua Jian glanced at Linglong.
“What made you think to prepare so many clothes for me?”
Among Linglong’s gifts, clothes were clearly the main focus. Hua Jian had no doubt that these clothes were the most important thing Linglong wanted to give her.
“I saw your portrait. I thought you wouldn’t like the clothes Wanhuagu prepared for you.”
With that, Linglong pointed downward, making her meaning clear.
She had heard Hua Jian complain many times before.
The clothes Wanhuagu prepared for Hua Jian were just a slight modification of Hua Jian’s soulforce image, and the part Hua Jian disliked most had been kept exactly as it was.
That’s right—the sorceress’s iconic bare feet!
Hua Jian had complained about this many times. Every time she mentioned it, she cursed, saying only perverts would like that.
And now the saintess robes Wanhuagu gave Hua Jian were the same. Linglong was sure Hua Jian wouldn’t like them.
So of course, she had to prepare better clothes for Hua Jian, clothes she would truly enjoy.
She couldn’t bear to let Hua Jian suffer, nor did she want others to see Hua Jian like that.
“You know me, Linglong. I love this gift.” Hua Jian gave Linglong a thumbs up.
She had been troubled by the clothes issue, and Linglong’s gift was like charcoal in the snow.
“Then put it on and let me see. I just had the clothes custom-made based on my feelings. I don’t know what they’ll look like on you…”
“No problem. I’ll change now.”
As it turned out, the little dragon girl had perfect taste, and her estimation of Hua Jian’s figure was spot on.
Every piece of clothing fit Hua Jian perfectly. But this wasn’t so good for the little spiritual civet.
It lost its right to nestle on Hua Jian’s chest and could only obediently follow her around.
Linglong had a plan for that too. She had taken care of the little civet for Hua Jian for so many years, so she had everything arranged.
Spirit beasts contracted with cultivators came in all sizes. Small ones could stay by the cultivator’s side, but large ones couldn’t do that.
So a long, long time ago, the Wanling Sect developed equipment specifically to provide living space for spirit beasts.
It allowed them to live inside, and in times of danger, cultivators could release them to assist in battle.
Saints like the Wanling Sect Leader could even refine a secret realm fragment into their own spatial spirit tool, with their contracted spirit beasts living inside that fragment.
“You can put the little civet in here. I prepared a small nest for it inside, along with all sorts of things it likes.”
Linglong took Hua Jian’s hand and tied a sparkling bracelet around her wrist.
Hua Jian had just changed into a new set of clothes.
The spatial bracelet Linglong gave her matched the color of these clothes perfectly, making it seem like Linglong had timed the gift for this moment.
And the style of these clothes was very similar to the ones Hua Jian had worn at the very beginning, like a super-enhanced version of them.
It gave Hua Jian an even more delicate, sickly-beauty appearance.
It was amazing that Linglong could come up with so many different styles of clothes. The ones Hua Jian had changed into earlier were all different.
From now on, Hua Jian felt she could give herself the nickname “Hundred Changes Little Flower.”
“This nest isn’t small at all. It’s bigger than several storage pouches combined… How did you get the snowflakes in here? Can I put other things inside?”
Turning the bracelet over and over, Hua Jian keenly realized that this was the most precious gift of all.
“It was like that originally. This kind of spatial spirit tool that allows spirit beasts to live inside is formed from a secret realm fragment. The original secret realm of this fragment was a land of ice and snow, suitable for ice-type spirit beasts like the little civet.”
“You can put other things in there, but they might get destroyed by the little civet. That little thing isn’t always well-behaved.”
Compared to ordinary storage pouches, spirit tools that allow spirit beasts to live inside were more advanced.
They could do what storage pouches could do, and also what storage pouches couldn’t.
But you might put things in whole, but you might not take them out whole.
After all, the little civet would play with them inside. It might end up treating any treasure you put in as a toy.
“Generally speaking, new toys for her only last three or four days before needing to be replaced. Don’t forget.”
After four years as a poop scooper, Linglong was now an experienced cat owner.
As for Hua Jian, who had been an absentee owner for four years, she could only sit obediently in front of Linglong, nodding repeatedly while stroking the little civet’s chin.
After listening to Linglong’s various instructions, she tried to put the little civet into the bracelet.
The process went smoothly, and the civet didn’t react with any stress.
After testing it and finding no issues, Hua Jian let the little civet out again.
There was nothing urgent right now, so it was better to let the little guy roam free outside.
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