Ye Qingxian spoke with impassioned fervor.
The little cat quietly listening had a slightly blank look in her adorable big eyes.
"Senior Sister, pause for a moment."
"That was a lot to take in. Let me digest it."
The bright-eyed, white-toothed young girl rested her chin in her hand and pondered. Ye Qingxian did not disturb her, merely watching without blinking, a sight unto itself. "Alright, I'll explain it again in a while."
In Ye Qingxian's understanding, her Junior Sister's intelligence was like a wave function, always affected by pregnancy.
That was also why she was unwilling to let her Junior Sister suffer any more.
The moment she became pregnant, she was no longer as clever and quick-witted as before. At the very least, she would not pop up every so often with some little trap game that was practically an intelligence duel.
I had absolutely no awareness that I had become dumber. I even felt that my intelligence was recovering as I habitually took Ye Qingxian's large hand. "I can understand everything else."
"It's only this origin you mentioned that still leaves me somewhat confused."
"Since Supreme Realm experts are powerful because of their respective Origin Dao Fruits—"
"Then what role do the imprints of an era play?"
Ye Qingxian answered, "That is an excellent question. In essence, an Origin Dao Fruit is the individual manifestation of the laws of the greater world, while the thickness of an era is the form displayed by one's realm. The Dao Fruit is the vessel that bears the imprints of an era. The two are not actually contradic—"
Before Ye Qingxian could finish, I shot her a fierce glare.
It had to be an illusion, right? An illusion, right?
Junior Sister definitely had not just ground her teeth.
And she definitely had