Evening, the moon hung halfway up the mountain.
Leng Family manor.
"Hey! Old Su, what are you cooking? Let me take a peek~"
Little Gu Yue's dainty nose twitched slightly as she approached with a light, rhythmic gait, her playful ponytail swaying behind her.
She leaned in toward Su Jiu, her beautiful eyes suddenly lighting up; as a connoisseur, Gu Yue instantly recognized the extraordinary nature of this medicinal meal.
Immortal spiritual energy? God-level flesh essence?
Is this something that should exist on the Douluo Continent???
She slapped Su Jiu's backside with her small hand to express the Silver Dragon King's approval of his culinary skills, though the rock-hard texture earned him a negative review.
"Wow! Old Su, I didn't know you had such hidden talents! I want some too!"
Su Jiu's face darkened instantly. Na'er inherited the humanity of the Silver Dragon King, making her soft, gentle, and adorable—that was fine.
But wasn't Gu Yue supposed to represent the divinity and rationality of the Silver Dragon King? How did she turn into such a bratty little girl around him?
Eat? Eat a hammer. Go drink the dregs in the pot; this was a medicinal meal he made specifically for Na'er.
"Show some respect, call me Martial Uncle. There's some left for you in the pot."
"Hehe~ Old Su is the best."
Gu Yue dashed toward the kitchen, her eyes filled with the fanaticism of a true foodie.
Na'er's bedroom.
"Awake? Na'er, don't move, don't move..."
As soon as Su Jiu pushed the door open, he collided with Na'er's silver eyes, which were brimming with exhaustion.
Her complexion remained pale as snow, and a faint sense of grievance lingered in her features. Her pitiful appearance instantly made Su Jiu's heart ache.
"Hungry, aren't you? I have something delicious here. Shall I feed you?"
"Hehe~ Brother Su is so gentle. Na'er likes this kind of Brother Su..."
The warm, hazy light spilled over them gently. The young girl giggled with her eyes curved into crescents, contentedly and naturally enjoying being fed by Su Jiu.
The little one's eating habits were identical to the former Little Gu Yuena; once she saw delicious food, her eyes would glue themselves to it, her heart and mind entirely focused on finishing every last bite.
But the current Na'er was slightly different.
Halfway through, she reluctantly pulled her gaze away, suppressing the greed in her heart, and spoke against her own desires:
"Brother Su, Na'er is full. You eat the rest..."
Seeing this, Su Jiu smiled. Na'er had inherited Gu Yuena's tendency to say the opposite of what she meant, while Gu Yue was just stubborn.
At the same time, he felt gratified; Na'er was still the gentle and considerate one.
Suddenly, Su Jiu reached out and placed his hand on Na'er's abdomen. Her little belly was still flat, clearly not full at all.
Na'er's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. She hurriedly buried her blushing face into the quilt, the corners of her eyes shimmering with shy moisture, unable to hide her soft, bashful demeanor.
She was just like a rock-candy heart apple from Daliang Mountain—red and alluring on the outside, making one want to take a bite, and even sweeter on the inside, right down to the depths of one's soul.
"Brother Su, your hand, your hand..."
"Na'er, your little belly betrayed you~ It's very uncomfortable to sleep on an empty stomach. Don't worry, I already ate in the kitchen."
"If it gets cold, it'll just have to go to our little martial niece."
The moment she heard Gu Yue's name, Na'er perked up instantly, her eyes revealing a look of determination and refusal to lose.
"I'll eat it!"
This was made specifically for Na'er by Brother Su; she couldn't bear to share it with anyone else, especially Gu Yue!
"Alright, alright, eat up."
"Mm!"
After feeding Na'er and cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, Su Jiu was about to leave when Na'er tugged at the corner of his clothes.
"A-Jiu, can you stay with Na'er like you used to? Without A-Jiu, Na'er won't be able to sleep tonight."
Su Jiu had forgotten about this until Na'er brought it up, so he immediately summoned Void Sharp Bee Sentry A-Jiu, who had always accompanied her.
But Na'er's small hand still gripped his clothes tightly. She didn't dare look at him with her timid eyes, for she was already too shy to control herself.
"Na'er, what's wrong?"
"You big idiot Brother Su, not A-Jiu, but Brother A-Jiu, so, please!"
Only then did Na'er slowly raise her misty eyes. The request hidden in the girl's gaze was genuine, intense, direct, and pure, making Su Jiu's heart tremble. Wasn't this just tempting him, forcing him to commit a crime?
"Alright, alright, I promise, okay?"
"Hehe~"
"Na'er, get some rest first. I still have some things to take care of, and I'll come back to keep you company in a bit."
As soon as Su Jiu stepped out the door, he ran into a bristling Little Gu Yue. Seeing his figure, she immediately rushed over and began raining blows upon his chest.
The rich scent of Na'er lingering on his body only served to make Little Gu Yue even more agitated.
Why did Na'er get to eat so well while she could only watch? It wasn't fair!
"Old Su, look at what you've done! You made me eat the vegetable leaves stuck to the bottom of the pot? That's too much!"
"Little Gu Yue, it really was my fault this time. How about this: I'll treat you next time, alright? Two meals!"
Su Jiu sized up Little Gu Yue's petite frame; it would be a bargain for her.
In the future, Da Ming and Er Ming would certainly have to be hunted down. He would reluctantly share their python whip and ape whip—both incredibly nourishing items—with Little Gu Yue.
"It's a deal. A little martial uncle shouldn't lie to or scam his niece. We have a deal!"
"Fine, it's a deal."
Having secured the promise, Little Gu Yue's mood instantly improved. She tossed her little ponytail and skipped back toward her room.
Meanwhile, the figure of Leng Yaozhu appeared beside Su Jiu; she couldn't rest easy knowing Su Jiu was alone with Ya Li.
"Husband, Ya Li has come to our Leng Family alone. Actually, I'm quite curious about your method too. Let's go together."
"Listen to me, wifey, you really shouldn't listen. It's not a good method."
Su Jiu's words only made Leng Yaozhu more curious. Her slender, fair hands gripped his right arm firmly, making her stance clear.
"Then let's go."
A figure stood quietly at the entrance. Ya Li wore a mask and sunglasses, obscuring most of her face.
She was draped in a wide, tan trench coat that hung down, tightly wrapping her curvaceous figure and concealing every graceful curve.
With such a low-key and deliberate disguise, it was hard to imagine that Ya Li would choose this attire for a meeting.
However, seeing that her hands were empty, Su Jiu was immediately displeased.
"His Holiness of the Holy Spirit, are you trying to get my method for free?"
"No, no. Wuduan, you must know that a hundred-thousand-year Immortal Herb is not a resource we can easily mobilize. So, I was hoping to sign an IOU and pay on credit. I wonder..."
It wasn't that Su Jiu didn't trust Ya Li; her character was actually worth trusting.
Rather, he didn't trust that bunch of bandits, deadbeats, and parasites from the Sea God Pavilion.
"Hiss—!"
"This is very difficult to handle..."
Su Jiu's words made Ya Li's heart sink. She had summoned great courage, leaving her comatose husband behind and traveling with extreme caution, avoiding everyone's gaze to get here. She was truly desperate to know the method!
"How about this, His Holiness of the Holy Spirit? You leave your Four-Word Battle Armor here as collateral. Once you bring me the hundred-thousand-year Immortal Herb, we'll settle the account. How about that?"
Ya Li hesitated, so Su Jiu decided to add more fuel to the fire.
"It seems His Holiness of the Holy Spirit lacks resolve. In that case..."
"Wait! I agree!"
Seeing that his plan was half-successful, Su Jiu decided to lead her into the main hall.
"His Holiness of the Holy Spirit, this is not the place to talk. Please, follow us..."