"Just like Yue'er's incurable illness—once medicine that treated the symptoms was found, it could be resolved immediately."
Ye Tian did not pay attention to Qian Renxue's confusion.
He simply continued speaking on his own:
"The prerequisite for prescribing the right medicine is that you must figure out where the root of the illness lies. Rather than using medicine repeatedly and blindly administering potent medicine, which will only backfire."
"Then once my root cause is found, can I use lots and lots of medicine?"
Jin Yue'er's eyes gleamed with cunning.
But after she spoke excitedly, no one paid her any attention at all.
Jin Yue'er immediately became dejected again.
Pouting, she silently swallowed this Cold Violence.
"..."
Qian Renxue remained silent for quite some time before slowly replying:
"I understand, Ye Tian."
"One more thing."
Ye Tian called out to Qian Renxue again, staring fixedly at her as he said Resolutely:
"Right now, you!"
"You have done nothing wrong, and you have wronged no one!"
"!!!"
Qian Renxue's pupils trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes blinked faster and faster.
She had the urge to cry at any moment.
Of course, Qian Renxue understood what Ye Tian meant.
Mother did not like her.
It was not because she had done anything wrong; the root of the illness was not with her.
Qian Renxue had actually known that long ago.
She had asked before and pestered before, yet gained nothing.
She had made guesses, but did not dare think too deeply about them.
She could only humbly keep trying, yearning for even a trace of motherly love's pity. Yet Bibi Dong had been so cold that Qian Renxue no longer wanted to go near her.
In the end.
Just as she was about to give up completely, she met Ye Tian.
That is, that crazy test had given her motivation again.
"Sister Xue~ What is wrong?"
Jin Yue'er let out a soft cry and looked confusedly at Qian Renxue, whose eye socket had reddened.
"I am fine."
Qian Renxue wiped her eyes and shook her head.
Looking at Ye Tian, she sniffled and revealed a touched, grateful smile.
"Ye Tian, I understand."
"Do not worry. I will not rashly approach her again."
Ye Tian nodded in relief.
"Then see you tomorrow. At your age, you should be focusing on becoming stronger."
"Hmph! Talk after you surpass me~"
Qian Renxue seemed to smile through her tears as she pulled Jin Yue'er and turned to leave.
"Yue'er, let us go."
"Yes!"
Jin Yue'er became incomparably obedient, not saying a single extra word.
"I hope she learns something sooner."
Ye Tian stood at the entrance of Wisteria Residence, watching Qian Renxue and the others depart.
Learn sooner.
Then she could at least be mentally prepared, right?
Ye Tian did not believe Qian Renxue had noticed nothing at all by now.
Perhaps she was merely deceiving herself.
Even Salas, far away in Heaven Dou, knew about the connection between the Saintess and the Master.
Qian Xunji and the others' ability to cover things up.
Clearly was not all that impressive.
Creak—!
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from behind Ye Tian. Before he could turn around—
His body actually floated into the air out of nowhere!
"Ah!"
Ye Tian cried out.
He only felt something pulling at his back.
The Rosewood Door opened, swallowed Ye Tian, then shut with a smack.
"Shut up!"
A cold drink.
Made Ye Tian, who had still been desperately struggling, stop resisting.
Stunned.
Looking at his feet hanging above the ground, as well as that familiar pair of shoes on the floor below.
Only then did Ye Tian calm down with lingering fear.
An incomparably familiar position.
He was still being carried by the collar.
Ye Tian immediately hunched his shoulders and drooped his head.
Then complained softly.
"Teacher, you cannot do this in front of outsiders."
"Outsiders?"
Bibi Dong looked teasingly at Ye Tian, whom she held in her hand.
"What? Do you consider me your wife?"
"Of course. Uh! No—"
The moment the words left Ye Tian's mouth, he froze and hurriedly changed them.
"I mean one of our own!"
"Yes, Teacher is one of our own!"
Ye Tian's survival instincts instantly kicked into overdrive, and Bibi Dong also realized what she had said.
Her expression became a little awkward.
After all, it was she who had used the wrong wording, and she had no intention of taking it out on Ye Tian.
Bibi Dong quickly dispelled that strange feeling in her heart.
Then casually put Ye Tian down.
"Enough, stop fooling around."
"Tell me honestly. Did you give them some bad advice again?"
With his feet back on solid ground, Ye Tian adjusted his Daoist Robe.
He repeatedly shook his head.
"No, of course not! It definitely was not bad advice!"
Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold.
She reached out and gripped Ye Tian's shoulder, saying in a cold voice:
"So you really did give them some advice?!"
"I did."
Ye Tian gave an awkward laugh.
He wanted to push Bibi Dong's hand away, but it did not budge at all.
He could only quickly explain:
"Teacher, I gave Little Xue some advice."
"But I guarantee that Little Xue will never pester you again in the future!"
Hmm?
Bibi Dong furrowed her beautiful brows, not quite believing him.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course. Relieving Teacher's burdens is a Disciple's duty!"
Ye Tian Solemnly Vowed.
"..."
Bibi Dong slowly knitted her brows.
For some reason.
If things truly went as Ye Tian said, she instead felt a little unwilling.
That child.
After all, still had Thousand Threads and Myriad Strands tying her to Bibi Dong.
How could Bibi Dong never have felt compassion for her?
"Teacher, you cannot bear to let her go?"
Ye Tian asked in surprise.
"Hmph!"
Bibi Dong snorted coldly and, saying one thing and meaning another, said:
"Bullshit, it is not that I cannot bear to let her go. I am simply unhappy that you took it upon yourself to relieve my burdens!"
"Then how about I give Little Xue another idea?"
"You dare?!"
Bibi Dong glared fiercely at Ye Tian.
Suddenly, she did not regret it quite so much. It was better if Little Xue did not come pester her.
Otherwise, it would only harm Bibi Dong without benefiting Little Xue.
"Heh, it was just a joke, Teacher. Do not get so worked up."
Ye Tian explained with a strange laugh.
He had not expected Bibi Dong to be this awkward.
She even had moments when she was somewhat cheap.
When she could see someone, she found them an eyesore; when she could not see them, she became annoyed again.
It seemed he had given Qian Renxue a good idea!
It was completely feasible!
Ye Tian looked at Bibi Dong with a smile.
"..."
Bibi Dong frowned, feeling as though a chill ran down her spine.
She could not make sense of it.
So Bibi Dong returned the Law of Inheritance in her hand to Ye Tian.
"Here, take it. Go quickly and come back quickly."
"Understood, Teacher."
Ye Tian accepted the notebook. He could conveniently bring it to Ju Douluo on the way.
"..."
--
Time passed like a galloping white horse, and the days remained peaceful.
It had been a month and a half since Ye Tian awakened his martial soul.
It was another rainy night.
Under the cover of darkness, raindrops pattered against the leaves and rooftops, producing soft rustling and drip drop sounds.
Yet the night sky was tranquil and silent, without even the faintest rumble of thunder.
Wisteria Residence was quiet.
Bibi Dong lay on her bed beneath the covers, still sleeping soundly.
Inside Longevity Heaven next door.
The lights were still on.
A small figure continuously fiddled with something on the desk using both hands.
Suddenly.
A flash of fire appeared, followed by a strange cry that pierced the rainy curtain.
"My dear mother!"
Ye Tian hurriedly flung away the firelight in his hand.
"Damn, I am finished!"
Amid panicked, helpless curses,
BOOM!
A terrifying thunderclap exploded through the night.
Bibi Dong's eyes snapped open. The room was actually shaking?!
After a brief hesitation,
Bibi Dong quickly realized what was happening.
"It's Ye Tian!!"
With a swish, Bibi Dong hurriedly threw back the covers, not even having time to put on her shoes,
and rushed out the door.
"What the hell is that bastard doing in the middle of the night?!"
BAM!
Bibi Dong kicked open Longevity Heaven's door.
A cloud of pitch-black smoke immediately billowed out,
bringing with it a pungent stench.
"Cough cough."
Caught off guard, Bibi Dong choked on the smoke. Covering her mouth and nose, she shouted,
"Stinky boy, if you're not dead, make a sound!"
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