As If Possessed by a Scholar

Inside the Taixu Sect.

At this moment, Fu Hua was, as usual, teaching Cuiji to cultivate.

Beside them.

Li Sushang, who was eating a char siu bao, was suddenly pulled by Hoshimi Miyabi.

"What's wrong? Miss Miyabi."

With a char siu bao in her mouth, Li Sushang asked with some confusion.

"Miss Sushang, can we have a spar?"

Miyabi asked calmly.

"Sure, wait a moment."

After swallowing the char siu bao in one gulp, Li Sushang took out her weapon.

A long sword of ice blue.

"Ancestral Master, I want to spar with Miss Miyabi."

Nodding, Fu Hua waved her hand.

"You may, but don't disturb us here."

"Got it, don't worry."

After seeking permission from her Ancestral Master, Sushang gestured.

"Miss Miyabi, we can begin."

Nodding, Hoshimi Miyabi drew her sword without a word and swung it towards Sushang.

The other party reacted even more swiftly, blocking with her sword. Afterward, several flying swords condensed around her and flew towards Miyabi together.

Without paying too much attention to them, Fu Hua glanced at the time on her phone.

"Hmm, Cuiji, you can continue cultivating on your own. I'll be back soon."

"Yes, Master."

She quickly arrived at a storage room in the back mountain.

The furnishings inside were very old, and one could even faintly smell the scent of decaying deadwood.

But that wasn't important.

Fu Hua went to the innermost part and moved aside the neatly arranged jars.

She walked directly to the largest jar.

This was the Spring Never Ages that she had started pickling several months ago.

Currently, calculating the time, it should be ready.

She easily lifted it with one hand.

Taking it outside, under the sun's rays, Fu Hua opened the dusty lid.

Immediately, a rich scent of pickles wafted over.

Looking at the color inside, Fu Hua couldn't help but nod.

"It's a little early, but it's already good enough to enjoy."

Although the food reserves in the front courtyard's granary were enough for them to last a long time on the mountain, Fu Hua felt it was time to eat something light to balance things out.

Returning to the training ground in the front courtyard, Fu Hua sat on a stone stool.

She happily sipped her tea.

On the round stone table, two small sparrows landed beside the teapot.

The two little birds chirped, not making any noise.

Above their heads, lush green branches swayed gently in the breeze, and sunlight dappled through, appearing and disappearing.

Fu Hua tilted her head slightly, sighing at the beauty of time.

Down the mountain, the Herrscher of Reason finally reached her destination after several inquiries.

"This place, only that person would choose somewhere so remote."

Sitting on Sheathed Sword, Little Herrscher fanned herself while complaining.

Suddenly, a motorcycle sped past. She looked closely and saw it was Caesar.

"Yo, you're the one Fu Hua mentioned, right? Your sister? She really looks alike~"

"...It's me. You can call me the great Herrscher of Reason, ma'am."

"Oh~ That's a very unique name. Seeing you fly on your sword looks so cool."

"Hehe, of course. These are just basic moves."

"Want to go for a drive? The Outer Ring doesn't have much in the way of scenery, but the atmosphere is pretty good."

"OK! I'm fine with that."

And just like that, the Herrscher of Reason was off with Caesar, cruising the streets.

Around lunchtime.

Fu Hua went into the kitchen and started kneading dough. As expected, she was preparing to steam some large steamed buns.

Outside, the three of them were already sitting together, chatting.

"Speaking of which, I never expected to have another Martial Aunt."

"Ah, I couldn't possibly accept that title. My seniority is far from yours."

Cuiji quickly waved her hands.

"Don't be so formal. Your generation is definitely senior to mine; it has nothing to do with seniority."

"This... then please guide me more, Miss Sushang."

"Heh heh, looking at Martial Aunt's posture, you're planning to practice the Taixu Sword Intent, aren't you? You're amazing. You've made such progress in less than a year."

"Miss Sushang, are you perhaps not cultivating smoothly?" Hoshimi Miyabi asked.

"You can't say that. After all, anyone who can master the Taixu Sword Intent is already a peerless genius. I practiced swordplay with my mother for several years before she taught me."

"I see."

"Master is going to cook. I wonder what delicious food we'll get today." Li Sushang's eyes narrowed, and she asked with a heavy expression.

"Was the food you had before very good?"

"Eh, isn't that obvious? Master cooks incredibly well. In the few days we've been here, she hasn't repeated a single dish."

Hearing Cuiji say this, Li Sushang was stunned.

Did Ancestral Master change her ways? Or... will I get to eat something good today?

"Have you waited long? Let's eat—" She turned expectantly, following the sound of Fu Hua's voice.

Her expression froze.

She saw Fu Hua walking over, holding a large plate of steamed buns in one hand and a bowl of Spring Never Ages in the other.

"Eh, Master, what dish is this?"

"Spring Never Ages. It's what that jar you mentioned before was for, to pickle this."

"Oh~ I've really never seen it before."

"Miyabi, come sit down too."

"Yes, Teacher." Hoshimi Miyabi calmly got up and walked towards the stone table.

"Sushang, you..."

"Ahaha~ Well... Ancestral Master, I just ate a char siu bao and I'm not very hungry yet. I'm going to wander around down the mountain."

"Alright." Not thinking much of it, Fu Hua sat down, picked up a steamed bun, and began eating it with the Spring Never Ages.

"Ah, this taste, it's quite good." Hearing Cuiji's evaluation, Fu Hua's lips curved upward almost imperceptibly.

Sushang, who hadn't gone far, quickened her pace even more.

At the mountain gate, Little Herrscher returned from her stroll and saw Sushang hurrying down the mountain, asking, "Great-grand-disciple, it's mealtime, where are you going?"

"You're back, Ancestral Master. I'm just taking a stroll down the mountain. It's nothing." Sensing something, Little Herrscher quickly said, "Perfect timing, I'll accompany you on your stroll—"

In the courtyard, Fu Hua frowned upon sensing the Herrscher of Reason's return.

"Little Herrscher." She put down her chopsticks and said in a neutral tone. The words reached the Herrscher of Reason's ears.

"Old Fossil, I'm back, ah hahaha..."

As if possessed by a scholar, the Herrscher of Reason walked with a captivating gait, covering her mouth as she chuckled.

"Since you're back, let's eat."

"I'm not hungry yet, so I'll pass on eating."

"...Little Herrscher."

"Aiya! Fine, fine--"

She gestured to Sushang with her eyes, and the Herrscher of Reason walked over with a hint of dejection.

She sat down next to Fu Hua.

Sushang, understanding immediately, turned her back to them and clenched her fist slightly.

Don't worry, Ancestral Master, I will complete this mission.

With that, she left without hesitation, as if having made some firm decision.

"Ah~"

Little Herrscher, now seated, didn't pick up her chopsticks. Instead, she opened her mouth and gestured to Fu Hua.

Seeing this, Fu Hua smiled helplessly and picked up a steamed bun.

"I want the one in your hand."

"But, this one has already been half-eaten."

"It's fine, I can't eat much."

Hearing this, Fu Hua blinked and put the steamed bun into Little Herrscher's mouth.

She herself picked up the new one.

"Oh right, those people from Cunning Rabbit House, it seems they took the commission's target into the Void. That little iron man even went back specifically."

"I thought he remembered something, but who would have thought he just went back to get a little doll, hahaha..."

Thinking about this, the Herrscher of Reason couldn't help but laugh.

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