Qian Renxue: My Mother Held Me All Night, but I Was a Pillow Insert...

Inside the Mimicry Training Ground.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged at the center of the Three-Phase Star Bell, her eyes closed in quiet cultivation.

Suddenly, a rapid patter of small footsteps shattered the courtyard's tranquility.

Nan Feng ran in like a gust of wind, stopped before Bibi Dong, and asked with a grin:

"Little Dongdong, do you want a body pillow?"

Bibi Dong slowly opened her deep violet eyes and looked at him speechlessly. "Can you stop acting crazy all day? Speak properly."

"I'm serious!" Nan Feng planted his hands on his hips. "I'm asking if you want an exclusive body pillow."

Bibi Dong frowned slightly and watched him warily. "What kind of body pillow?"

"A body pillow for sleeping." Nan Feng curled his lips. "I'm planning to weave one for you myself with my premium Spider Silk. That way, you won't keep tossing and turning every night, clinging to me and begging for hugs until I can't sleep properly either."

Bibi Dong froze, a faint flush appearing on her fair face. She forced herself to maintain the dignity of a Saintess as she retorted, "I... I only..."

"Enough, enough. Explaining is just covering up." Nan Feng cut her off. "Quit talking nonsense. Just tell me whether you want one or not!"

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched hard as she looked him up and down suspiciously. "You aren't... secretly planning something bad again, are you?"

Nan Feng looked utterly aggrieved. "Come on! I'm kindly offering to make you something by hand. Is that really the kind of person you think I am?"

"Yes!" Bibi Dong nodded without hesitation. "You are!"

She had completely seen through this guy by now!

When she had first encountered Nan Feng on Hell Road, especially after hearing that overly refined self-introduction of his, Bibi Dong had truly thought this old monster who had lived for nearly a century was some proper master who stood above worldly affairs and possessed unfathomable depth.

But!

After spending every day and night together during this period, Bibi Dong was one hundred percent certain:

Setting aside his terrifying cultivation and shocking theories, this old thing who had isolated himself in deep mountains, ancient forests, and forbidden lands for decades was, at heart, nothing more than a scheming, mischievous, endlessly energetic child!

He was filled with intense curiosity and a destructive urge toward all kinds of novel things.

Only when discussing academic matters or trying to fool people did he put on that grave, profound expression!

And he was the sort who could not keep it up for long. The moment someone responded to him, he would immediately break character and reveal his true nature!

Faced with Bibi Dong's fierce suspicion, Nan Feng patted his chest and promised:

"It really is a body pillow! Completely handmade! I wove it bit by bit with my Spider Silk!"

"And I guarantee it's an extra-large, premium body pillow with an amazing feel!"

"Enough nonsense. Just tell me if you want it!"

Seeing how earnestly he swore it, Bibi Dong's gaze flickered away somewhat unnaturally.

"You... made it specially for me?"

"Of course." Nan Feng nodded. "If you say yes, I'll go make it right now. I guarantee you'll be able to hold it when you sleep tonight."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and closed her eyes again. "Then make it."

Wasn't this guy just letting her hug him every night because of this little body?

Did he have to avoid her so disdainfully and even make a fake body pillow specifically to fool her?

Besides, it was not as though she insisted on holding Nan Feng while she slept because of some strange habit.

It was purely because his presence had an extraordinary calming effect.

Whether it was the Rakshasa Evil Thought that often stirred restlessly in her mind or the violent killing intent she had accumulated in the Capital of Slaughter, the moment she came into contact with Nan Feng, it would immediately become obedient.

Only with him nearby could she truly sleep peacefully without being jolted awake by nightmares.

So she was doing all this to stabilize her mental state and cultivate properly more effectively!

This was an absolutely proper matter!

It definitely was not because of any strange thoughts!

Definitely not!

Night fell.

After finishing a day of cultivation, Bibi Dong returned to her chambers. Once she and Nan Feng had eaten dinner, he mysteriously pulled her over to the bedside.

Nan Feng pointed at the bed, wearing an expression that practically begged for praise.

Following his finger, Bibi Dong saw an oversized body pillow lying on the bed. It was as tall as a person, practically a life-size pillow.

Only, the pillow was pale gold.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, instinctive resistance flashing through her eyes. "Why didn't you make it purple?"

Pale gold inevitably reminded her of Qian Xunji and that nauseating Angel Clan.

"Pale gold looks warm and cozy, doesn't it?" Nan Feng spread his hands.

Bibi Dong pressed her lips together. "It makes me uncomfortable to look at."

At once, Nan Feng's little face fell as he let out a quiet sigh. "I spent an entire afternoon weaving this for you bit by bit with my own hands, and you don't like it?"

Seeing Nan Feng look so wronged, Bibi Dong's expression became a little unnatural, and she hurriedly said, "...It's not that I dislike it."

"Then hug it and see how it feels!" Nan Feng instantly changed expressions and urged her along with a grin.

Bibi Dong hesitated, but she still removed her outer robe and lay down on the bed, reaching out to pull the oversized pillow into her arms.

The texture was unexpectedly excellent. It was not only soft, but also carried an indescribable warmth.

However, after holding it tightly, Bibi Dong noticed something strange.

"There seems to be something inside?" Bibi Dong squeezed the pillow and asked in confusion, "What did you put in it?"

Afraid that she would investigate further, Nan Feng hurriedly kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the bed, interrupting her. "What's inside isn't important. Just tell me if it's comfortable!"

Bibi Dong shifted her body awkwardly and gave a soft snort. "...It's alright."

"Then hold it while you sleep tonight."

Bibi Dong paused. "You... aren't sleeping with me?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a teasing smile. "You really can't bear to be apart from me, huh? You're already grown up, yet you still need someone with you to sleep?"

Having her thoughts exposed, Bibi Dong's eyes flickered. She turned her head away and stubbornly said, "Who can't bear to be apart from you? Sleep wherever you want."

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving. I'll stay right here."

Nan Feng lay on his side beside her. "But tonight, hold this first. See whether you can sleep peacefully. If it doesn't feel right, I can adjust the pillow's size tomorrow."

Hearing that Nan Feng was not leaving, Bibi Dong quietly let out a breath of relief.

She drew her arms in, hugged the large pillow tightly, and buried her face in it.

To her surprise, the pillow's aura was exceptionally tranquil, making her feel strangely at ease.

"Then go to sleep." Nan Feng looked at her.

Bibi Dong said nothing more. Before long, her breathing gradually became deep and steady as she drifted into sleep.

The next morning.

Bibi Dong woke early.

After saying something to Nan Feng, she got up and left for the Mimicry Training Ground to continue cultivating.

Once he had confirmed that Bibi Dong had gone far away.

Nan Feng finally climbed out of bed, casually snapped his fingers, and undid the "life-size pillow" before him.

As the soft pale-gold Spider Silk covering slowly receded, the "pillow insert" inside finally revealed its true form.

It was Qian Renxue, wrapped inside!

This so-called body pillow had actually been custom-made around Qian Renxue, using Nan Feng's Mutated Spider Silk that could conceal auras as camouflage!

Hadn't Qian Renxue wanted Bibi Dong to hold her while she slept for one night?

If he let Bibi Dong hold her openly, Bibi Dong's stress response would definitely make her unwilling.

But if she held her secretly, it would perfectly avoid Bibi Dong's sore spot while fulfilling Qian Renxue's wish.

Looking at his masterpiece, Nan Feng could not help sighing inwardly:

I'm practically a genius!

As the Spider Silk receded, Qian Renxue groggily opened her eyes.

She first looked at Nan Feng, then nervously glanced around the bedchamber.

"Mother left?" Qian Renxue asked in a lowered voice.

"She went to cultivate. Did you think everyone was like you?"

Nan Feng curled his lips. "Well? Didn't I do exactly what I promised?"

Remembering that warm embrace from last night, Qian Renxue's face flushed awkwardly, though she was also filled with guilt.

"If Mother finds out... she'll definitely be angry, right?" Qian Renxue asked uneasily.

"If she gets angry, she'll settle the score with me. What are you panicking for?"

Nan Feng waved a hand. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."

"If the sky falls, I'll hold it up!"