Ye Qingxian Questioned by Family Elder About Guardian Sand

Farming definitely still needs to be done.

Life still has to go on.

After Qing Ye left, it wasn't long before I grabbed my little hoe and set off.

Having a Storage Bag feels really good.

No wonder so many people want to cultivate immortality.

Regarding the problem of the Storage Bag being dull gray and not looking good hanging on my skirt.

I directly stuffed the Storage Bag into a hidden pocket in my skirt.

A Storage Bag is a spatial artifact, and it's actually not that big. I can easily wrap my hand around it. Its exterior is just an ordinary piece of sealed cloth.

A cheerful song echoed, and in my good mood, I automatically filtered out the gossip from those people.

"Junior Sister Xiao Yao, did you fall flat on your face? Why are there so many small wounds on your legs?"

Hearing this voice, my smile gradually disappeared.

The singing stopped abruptly.

"Forget what I just said."

As expected. I still can't completely ignore the words of an idiot.

I pursed my lips and gave a faint smile.

The soft, cute little loli looked like she didn't hold grudges at all, but in reality, she had already noted down this person's name.

My Black Death Note was densely filled with names, and I couldn't even count how many there were.

Handyman disciples don't participate in the sect's resource allocation, so I can't retaliate for now. But mountains are high and rivers are long, and there are many days ahead. We'll see about it later.

Seeing that I wasn't responding, and that it was boring to be bullied, the usual laughter erupted nearby, and then people gradually went back to their own business.

I've also gotten used to this kind of life.

Behind me, Qing Ye stood on a field ridge, quietly watching the faces of these people.

The phoenix eyes beneath the mask of her face narrowed slightly.

A cold wind blew in uninvited, and many people couldn't help but shiver.

In my own Spirit Field, I diligently hoed the ground.

Even if I became rich overnight, I couldn't forget my main job.

My mood gradually stabilized, which was also a subject in my required studies.

Qing Ye walked over slowly. I noticed her and gave an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I made you take care of me yesterday, and it delayed you from tending your Spirit Field."

"It's nothing, there are still ninety Spirit Stones." She later received ten more.

Qing Ye's gaze gradually shifted downwards. My usual white over-the-knee socks were gone, replaced by two bare, smooth feet. It was evident that the fine wounds on my legs weren't just a little bit painful.

Seeing her looking at me, I blinked my eyes.

"Something wrong?"

Even if you're a partner, you can't just stare at my legs for no reason.

I grumbled quietly in my heart.

Qing Ye took out an ointment, "Apply some of this, it will help you recover faster."

There were better ways to heal, like taking a Qi and blood replenishing Pill, and I could be full of energy immediately.

However, Junior Sister definitely wouldn't eat it.

"How many Spirit Stones?" Seeing that I had mistaken the person, I apologized inwardly and tilted my head to ask.

"No Spirit Stones, this is a folk remedy I concocted myself. I just dig up herbs on the mountain when I have free time, they're not worth much."

"Alright, thank you."

I sat down on a large rock, and my not-so-short legs habitually came together. The fair skin of my legs under the skirt flashed, smooth as jade and with a touch of milky tenderness. Only a few dark red wounds that evoked pity marred it, like a flawless work of art that had acquired a few fragmented touches.

Ye Qingxian's gaze followed for a second, then she casually looked away again, finally resting on my feet below, which were clad in a pair of beautiful lace-up shoes. My toes were as white as jade, and my small feet had a hint of pinkness.

It was the first time she had seen the color of Junior Sister's toenails.

Her fingernails were always a consistent pale black, and her feet usually wore very cute over-the-knee socks.

"Here you go," she said calmly.

I took the ointment and dipped a little with my fingertip. The cool ointment felt soothing, and it really didn't sting as much.

This ointment is pretty good, this folk remedy works well.

It couldn't be that there was a Pill mixed in it, right?

"Do you want to eat a baked flatbread?" I look beautiful when I smile, especially when there's no pretense in my emotions. When my perfectly placed shallow dimples appear, they naturally curve into a sweetness that reaches the heart.

I took out a large baked flatbread from my embrace.

"I made this myself. It has wild vegetables in the ingredients too, so the taste should be pretty good, just a little cold."

Qing Ye took the flatbread, which was as big as her face, and didn't dwell on the confusion of how such a large flatbread could always be produced from my chest.

She had already recognized this as the thing I hug and gnaw on every day.

"What are you eating?" she retorted.

"This is for you, I have more," I patted my chest, the bang bang bang sounds like the collision of steel plates, causing Ye Qingxian's mouth to twitch instinctively.

Today's days were also very pleasant. Occasionally, seeing Qing Ye, with whom I could now chat happily, I would inexplicably think of the annoying Ye Qingxian.

Comparing people really makes you angry.

Look at her, and then look at Ye Qingxian.

Creatures like me and the Female Protagonist, who suddenly go crazy, can never get along harmoniously.

The busiest days of the week were finally over, and I could leisurely swing on the swing in the courtyard, basking in the sun and nurturing my pregnancy, while counting the days.

I opened the Restriction that blocked my divine sense, secretly lifted a corner of my clothes, and glanced at my soft abdomen.

There was no discernible difference when I wore clothes.

However, my belly had indeed gotten a little fatter.

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Hehe, three months.

I looked forward to the birth of my first Cub, and also to the first improvement of my own talent.

Ye Qingxian hadn't visited at all recently.

It would be even better if she never came to find me.

This way, she would never know who the Cub's father was.

Sooner or later, I'd secretly help her give birth to a hundred babies, completing the predetermined business target.

I grinned, my sharp little fangs showing, "No need to thank me, who told me to be the number one good person in the Cultivation World."

Who would have thought, I directly made Ye Qingxian a mother without pain.

It could also be considered revenge for being casually killed in the future.

As long as Ye Qingxian doesn't come to throw a tantrum at me this time, she and her Male Protagonist will live happily ever after, and I will guard my Cub and look forward to life. We can still get along peacefully.

The Male Protagonist will probably appear in a few decades.

It wouldn't be too late to pack up and run within the last year before the Male Protagonist arrives.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Just as I was devouring the flatbread and gazing into the future on the swing, Ye Qingxian had already left the Wuya Sect alone and returned to the Ye Family with her clansmen.

The people of the Hidden Family, who were said to never emerge from seclusion.

The Ye Family was unable to cultivate Ye Qingxian, a peerless prodigy who could rank among the best throughout history, which is why they chose to let her join the Wuya Sect, one of the strongest sects.

Ye Family.

Forbidden Area.

A vast formation had already been set up. Even before getting close, one could feel the immense ancient aura emanating from it. Countless top-grade Spirit Stones, which were almost extinct in the outside world, were inserted at the formation's core. It wasn't difficult to deduce the location of close relatives through blood, but it was difficult to include many lower realms in the scope.

The elders of the Ye Family were on standby, ready to assist at any moment.

Ye Qingxian bit her fingertip, circulated all her spiritual energy, and slowly forced a drop of blood from her heart out through her fingertip.

As this drop of blood flowed out, Ye Qingxian's face paled slightly, her gaze still fixed on the formation below, for fear of missing any detail.

Drip—

The drop of blood landed in the center of the formation.

With a rumble, the formation operated at high speed. Amidst the swirling clouds, a blurry spot of light appeared above, but its specific location was not displayed.

This deduction had yielded a result.

Ye Qingxian's eyes went blank for a moment.

A blurry spot of light, and only one.

What was going on?

If a person was normally alive in the world, the light spot would appear clearly in the deduction result. How could it be a completely blurry spot of light, making it ambiguous?

It was as if it were still in a Schrödinger state.

Describing it as both alive and dead would perfectly capture the situation.

"Third Elder, what is happening?"

It was better that Ye Qingxian didn't speak. The moment she did, the shock in the Third Elder's eyes became even more apparent.

The old woman instantly reacted, seeming very angry, and wanted to grab Ye Qingxian's arm.

She questioned loudly, "As the Young Master of the Ye Family, are you already pregnant?"

"Let me see your Guardian Sand."

Ye Qingxian wouldn't let anyone grab her arm.

She dodged a step to the side, neither more nor less, refusing to cooperate. "Elder, what do you want?" Ye Qingxian's expression turned cold.

Seeing Ye Qingxian dare to talk back, the Third Elder's expression grew even angrier. She almost roared, "You ask me what I want? Shouldn't I be asking you if you know what you're doing?"

"The Young Master of the Ye Family carries the hopes of the Ye Family and is the heir to the future Patriarch. You never informed anyone in the family, nor announced it to the heavens and earth, to openly form a Dao Companion. You've made such a major life decision privately. May I ask if you have the Ye Family, who meticulously cultivated you, in your eyes?"

Ye Qingxian was even more confused. "Third Elder, what are you talking about?"

"When have I, Ye Qingxian, ever forgotten that I am part of the Ye Family?"

"Fine, fine, fine." The Third Elder laughed in extreme anger, pointing above the still-active formation. "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Come, I'll tell you now what this blurry light spot means."

"The absence of other bright light spots proves that your parents are long gone."

"And this blurry light spot represents that you have an unborn child."

"That's why it's displayed as blurry and the specific location cannot be detected."

"Ah, you ask why I'm questioning you."

"You're an unmarried young lady, and now you have an unborn child. Tell me, how can I remain calm?"

The Third Elder, who considered the honor of the Ye Family her sole obsession in this life, had her entire face turn red as she spoke, excitedly shouting at the young girl.

Hearing these words, Ye Qingxian's peerless beauty, which could make even an immortal feel inferior, seemed to crackle with disbelief.

To think that she, Ye Qingxian, would one day be slandered by an elder of her own family.

Did she, the person involved, not know if there was a child in her womb?

At this moment, Ye Qingxian didn't even have the mood to deal with matters concerning her own parents.

Before Ye Qingxian could even open her mouth to explain clearly whether the formation was malfunctioning, the Third Elder immediately tore open a Sound Transmission Talisman and notified all the high-ranking members of the family.

An instant later.

The Ye Family's forbidden grounds were filled with a dense crowd of powerful figures.

Facing the increasing pressure from countless elders' gazes, Ye Qingxian's ethereal and immortal aura remained as beautiful as ever. However, the hands clasped beneath her Immortal Skirt quietly lowered.

Who could tell her—

What kind of massive misunderstanding was this?

How could she, Ye Qingxian, no longer be an unmarried young lady?