Year Thirty-One of the Anchor Calendar, Qingyang Peak, a small wooden cabin.
“小 Black dreamed of the Wolf Grandmother, wuwuwu! So scared, so scared, so scared the Wolf Grandmother will come to bite my finger.”
“Mommy, let Little Black sleep with you~~”
Su Xiaobai cuddled against Su Bai, crying and whining, the pitiful expression tugging at one’s heartstrings.
After a long while of fussing, Su Xiaobai raised his head, intending to keep acting spoiled, but he suddenly noticed the hollow, spiritless look flickering through his father’s—no, his mommy’s—eyes, as if the body was just an empty shell without a soul.
Just as Su Xiaobai formed this thought, something strange happened.
A surging aura erupted into the sky, soaring straight into the clouds, yet just as it was about to run rampant, it was abruptly suppressed, as if an invisible giant hand forcefully pressed it down.
In an instant, Su Bai’s body trembled slightly, as if a brand-new soul had been poured into it.
Under Su Xiaobai’s stunned gaze, Su Bai’s originally feminine and graceful figure underwent a stunning transformation. Her feminine charm became even more pronounced, her chest fuller, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a strikingly aloof, voluptuous mature woman.
“Ma…Master?”
Su Xiaobai stammered in shock.
After organizing the memories in her mind, Su Bai regained consciousness, feeling the authentic golden core cultivation power inside her. She also sensed abnormalities throughout her body, and her eyes swept over the familiar little white-robed boy so deeply engraved into her bones with adorable affection.
The next moment, Su Bai’s fury ignited, and she roared out loud!
“Traitor! Rebel disciple!!”
[Thanks to your ghost story education, you successfully scared your little pet into a psychological shadow, and when your little pet wants to sleep together, your answer is…]
[Your life faces a directional choice: A (Agree, naturally pamper your little pet well, pamper them hard), B (Pamper what! A real man! Afraid just because of a nightmare! Someone, toss them out!), what’s your choice?]
Damn it! What pampering!
Last life, pampering only spoiled him, raising a rebellious, monstrous little brat who dared to defy his master!!
Toss him out!
No, first, beat him up!
With a casual motion, a sturdy peach wood stick appeared in her palm. Under Su Xiaobai’s trembling, terrified eyes, Su Bai sneered coldly and began a session of “loving education,” determined to give him a “complete” childhood.
“How dare you rebel against your master! How dare you be insubordinate!!”
“Traitor! Rebel disciple!!”
“Three hundred years! Half of it you spent being fed like a plump white pork bun!!”
“How dare you humiliate me, how dare you betray your master and ancestors, how dare you defy and rebel! You think I’m that thing in the brothel, huh!!”
“If I don’t beat you to death today, I’m not Su Bai!!!”
Su Bai grew more and more enthusiastic with each strike. The grievances, unfairness, humiliation, and resentment she suffered for three hundred years last life seemed to pour out in this moment!!
Gradually, the peach wood stick was stained with mottled blood, the bedsheets dotted with fresh spots, and the little rounded buttocks being beaten cried loudly.
“Wuwuwu Master, please stop hitting me”
“Wuwuwu~ What abuse, what wife, what pork bun, Little Black never even heard of them.”
“Little Black’s butt is about to split~ wuwuwu~~”
No one knew how long it lasted. The little white-robed boy’s butt, pressed onto the ground by the jade hand, was battered and blooming like a flower, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice hoarse from crying so long.
Su Bai snorted lightly, finally feeling satisfied.
With a flick of her fingers, a pill fell into the little boy’s mouth. The bleeding stopped instantly, flesh and blood began to heal, and in the blink of an eye, the wound was restored completely, without a trace of scar.
Su Xiaobai’s face was still covered in tears, pitiful and weak from the pain, lacking the strength even to stand. He could only painfully lift his head, tears shining as he looked at his master, full of grievance, wanting to ask what he had done wrong to deserve such punishment.
Suddenly, Su Bai stood up. On her forehead, a closed, vertical pupil appeared, glowing cyan with a hint of purple.
Ethereal Path Technique Seven: Eyes of Heaven!
The vertical pupil snapped open, and in an instant, an imposing aura, as vast and terrifying as the heavens themselves, surged toward the little boy, striking directly at his mind.
Su Xiaobai felt icy cold all over, as if an overwhelmingly powerful force was piercing through his body, peering into his soul.
Su Bai nodded slightly.
Good. Eyes of Heaven detected no anomaly—he had not been possessed.
Then she grabbed Su Xiaobai roughly. In his trembling yet affectionate, yearning gaze, Su Bai’s lips curled slightly, and suddenly she threw him out.
The little white-robed boy’s body arced through the air and was hurled straight out of the cabin.
“From now on, no more kisses and hugs, no playtime, and definitely no peach blossom soup!!”
“Starting tomorrow, ten thousand spear swings every day! Can’t finish, no fasting pills!!”
“From now on, you sleep alone! Can’t sleep? Get up and swing the spear!!”
[Thanks to the last simulated lesson, this time you are prepared to take a stern father’s wolfish approach: do wrong, get beaten; fail, get beaten; dare to act spoiled, get beaten; dare to talk back, get beaten; seek help, get beaten; unable to think independently, get beaten.]
[In short, everything means you get beaten!]
[You can’t tell if this is from selfishness or the failure of your last simulation making you doubt your educational ability, but you want to try to make up for it.]
[You don’t know if corporal punishment will raise a filial son, but you’re clear that pampering education only raises monstrous brats like in the last simulation!!]
[Time flies. The peach blossom forest on the mountain peak turns white then pink, pink then white, peaches grow and fall, fall and grow again, going back and forth several times.]
[Only this time, no little boy leisurely eating peaches with a happy childhood on the peach trees; instead, under the peach trees is a boy scolded harshly and trained relentlessly.]
[For your cultivation, well aware of the butterfly effect, you choose to conceal it, and for your body’s changes, you cover them up by claiming cultivation mishaps.]
[Simulation Thirty-Three Years, Central State, Xianhun Sect, outbreak of White Bone Yaksha disaster in its city, golden core suppression, success. You disguised yourself and secretly took the nascent soul inheritance.]
[Simulation Thirty-Seven Years, Central State, Tianhe Sect, the Tongtian River system should flow west to east into the Eastern Sea, but the river runs backward, converging at the Tianhe Sect. Rumors say a rare treasure has emerged, and the world has changed color.]
[Your strength is insufficient, so you did not claim this opportunity but have learned partial information about it.]
[Deity-level treasure—Heavenly Mysterious Water Gathering Flag!]
[Time flies like a white steed passing by, reaching Simulation Forty Years, your little pet descends the mountain for experience, and you understand the time has come.]