Master? Master?

Night quietly crept into the sky, stars scattered like chess pieces across the endless expanse, and the crescent moon resembled the gentle upturn of a beautiful woman's lips.

In the mountains and forests, a huge waterfall cascades down, its crashing against the riverbed creating a thunderous roar. Squirrels, long accustomed to the sound of the waterfall, leap about in the forest.

Perhaps seeing a new face, the squirrel stopped in the tree and looked at the boy who had been lying on the rock dozing off.

It seems like this person fell asleep here around noon. Is this human an idiot?

Several bold, small Xiao Yu of unknown species, with a slight golden hue and long whiskers, which we'll call Golden Dragon Fish for now, gathered under the rock where the boy was sitting.

The fish's lips kept touching the stone that was integrated with the riverbed.

After an unknown amount of time, the First Snow swirled around his head and gently tapped him a few times.

There was no response, so First Snow knocked a few more times...

"Pfft~~~"

The boy let out a fart, and the fish at the bottom of the water could hear the sound on the surface. They all retreated, and several that couldn't retreat in time sank to the bottom...

"The First Snow..."

Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes and saw the first First Snow reflecting the bright moonlight. Soon, when he saw that it was pitch black all around, with only the faint light of the moon, Jiang Lin was suddenly startled!

Why have I been sitting here for so long! I still need to go home and cook!

Without even thinking about it.

As if putting aside the matter of comprehending the sword heart, he flew swiftly towards Twin Pearl Peak, his feet sinking into the First Snow.

At the Twin Pearl Peak Summit, under the starry sky, a small oil lamp from World War I is lit on a small stone table.

A lovely woman is holding an adorable little girl in her arms, seemingly drawing something.

"Master, Niannian..."

"Daddy... Mommy... Daddy's back."

"Little Lin... welcome home."

As soon as Jiang Lin landed, Little Niannian gave Jiang Lin a flying dragon-like swoosh, hugging her dad's head and rubbing against him incessantly.

Jiang Lin remained standing in the same spot, continuously rubbing Niannian's little head.

What's strange is that my master didn't dribble into anyone today?

"Master?"

Jiang Lin pulled the Little Niannian off her face and held her in his arms. He looked at his master with a puzzled expression and saw that his master seemed to have injured his legs and was walking over with light steps.

"Daddy, Mommy seems to be sick. This morning I could barely stand up straight, but Mommy still won't see a doctor..."

Nestled in her father's arms, Little Niannian was tattling.

"Mommy's fine... Little Linlin, don't worry, Master's fine too." Hearing Niannian's words, the woman's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly, "It's just that last night... last night... last night I twisted my ankle, um... I twisted my ankle!"

As if to reaffirm her belief, the girl clenched her small fist, her cute eyes meeting Jiang Lin's gaze earnestly.

"Master, sit still."

Jiang Lin over, his expression serious.

She didn't believe her master's words; his expression clearly indicated he was lying.

"Oh..."

The woman, who had no way to deal with the domineering Jiang Lin, lowered her head and obediently sat on the stone bench with her legs together.

Jiang Lin took his master's small hand and began to take his pulse.

The problem is, Master is in excellent health... He's not sick at all, he's full of energy and everything is normal.

Looking at her master's lowered head, the red light of the lamp concealed the blush on the woman's face, but the combination of the two made the woman appear even more beautiful under the lamplight.

[Could it be an internal illness?]

Just as Jiang Lin was about to channel his Spiritual Power to examine his master's body, his master suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Um?"

"Little Linlin! I'm fine, really."

"Master, we can't be reckless. What if something really happens? The sooner we get treatment, the better."

"No, no, I don't want it." The woman put her hands behind her back and shook her head repeatedly.

"Master, Little Lin is about to get angry."

How can we let our master act as he pleases? Although cultivators are generally unlikely to fall ill except when injured, what if they do?

For example, things like Spiritual Power reversal or the master getting injured during cultivation, and then not saying anything for fear of worrying oneself—that's so troublesome and could very likely cause long-term consequences.

"Waaaaah~~~ Little Linlin is bullying me..."

Seeing Jiang Lin's domineering and unyielding demeanor, Jiang Yuni Jiang Lin looked at him with teary eyes, her pouting lips full of grievance.

It was as if if she said just one more word, her master would rush into her arms and keep pounding her chest with her little fists.

"..."

Seeing his master's pitiful expression, Jiang Lin's heart softened immediately...

He snapped out of his daze in an instant.

Master is shy...

That makes sense.

Using Spiritual Power to invade the other person's body for investigation is equivalent to probing one's own Divine Sense into the other person's body. Whether the other person's physical condition is good or bad, it will be completely clear in an instant.

The phrase "complete overview" here refers to all aspects...

I've always believed that "medicine transcends gender," but in reality, my master would definitely be shy...

"Cough cough cough... Alright, alright." Jiang Lin sighed softly and patted his master's head. "Then I won't do the diagnosis. But Master needs to go see Grandma Hua tomorrow, and I'll also go to Grandma Hua to ask about the situation, okay?"

Master's eyes were still darting around, seemingly unwilling to see a doctor, but Jiang Lin, amused and exasperated, flicked his forehead. "Don't you dare think of any opportunistic ideas. I'll let Grandma Hua know first."

"Oh... Master understands..."

There was Xiao Xiao sense of regret in the woman's heart.

Why didn't Little Linlin insist a little longer? If she had insisted Little Lin, it would have been half-hearted...

But then I thought, what if Little Linlin really found out that we had become Little Linlin Dao Companion?

Although Little Linlin will definitely take responsibility for herself, Little Linlin will also definitely keep asking questions.

How will I explain myself then?

If Little Linlin knew that she actually regained her senses within a few months of her injury and then kept pretending to be a little girl and acting cute towards Little Linlin for seven or eight years, wouldn't Little Linlin be angry...?

What if Little Linlin gets angry and doesn't want me anymore...?

No! I can't let Little Linlin know yet, at least not now. I need to plan this carefully. Anyway, Little Linlin is already mine.

"Master? Master?"

Seeing his master lost in thought, Jiang Lin called out softly, "Master, could it be that you've really encountered a problem in your cultivation?"

"Oh... it's okay."

"Real?"

"Yes, really."

"I'll go cook now."

"Little Linlin..."

"Hmm?" Jiang Lin, with Little Niannian on his head, turned around.

"Master likes Little Linlin."

Hearing his master's words, Jiang Lin was slightly taken aback.

Something within Jiang Lin's heart seemed to be touched, and an inexplicable feeling warmed his soul.

Under the moonlight, he laughed heartily:

"Yes, I like Master too."

After saying that, Jiang Lin turned around and went to cook.

Jiang Yuni, left only on the stone bench, pouted her little mouth, Xiao Xiao resentment in her expression, but the corners of her lips were slightly upturned.

"Big Idiot."