A Huge Blunder in Swapping Heaven and Earth! The Body Pillow Caught "in Bed with Someone"

One month later.

At dusk, in the small courtyard of the Mimicry Training Ground.

Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath of stale air.

In just one month, with the dual support of the Mental Resonance Method Nan Feng had taught her and the Three-Phase Star Bell, combined with the explosive growth brought about by two years of suppression and accumulation in the Capital of Slaughter, her Soul Power had miraculously jumped two whole levels!

She had gone directly from level eighty-five to level eighty-seven!

"How does it feel?"

At some point, Nan Feng had already reclined before her, propping his chin up with one hand as he asked leisurely.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, unable to hide the shock in her eyes. "Your Three-Phase Star Bell, combined with that special Mental Resonance Method... the boost is definitely not just thirty or fifty percent. It has completely doubled!"

She had spent two years in the Capital of Slaughter, where the rules of that cursed place suppressed her and prevented her Soul Power from breaking through visibly.

But in essence, it was no different from a soul master continuing to cultivate after encountering a bottleneck. Energy had still continued to accumulate inside her body.

Once she broke free of that suppression, the foundation she had built up would naturally enter an explosive period.

Even so, that explosive process should have taken at least a year to gradually digest and manifest.

Yet the "Mental Resonance Cultivation Method" Nan Feng had taught her was simply bizarre beyond belief!

The entire cultivation process placed immense strain on the mind.

It was completely unlike the refreshed feeling after ordinary meditation. This method drastically consumed mental power.

That was because it used mental power to forcibly alter one's energy frequency, creating a temporary disguise of "high-intensity Soul Power."

Then, through those disguised high-frequency fluctuations, it formed a deep resonance with the Three-Phase Star Bell and forcibly doubled cultivation efficiency!

Although she ended every day's cultivation utterly exhausted, with her mind boiling at high intensity throughout the process, that terrifyingly real efficiency made it impossible for her to stop.

"It's not that amazing. The main thing is that you're trying too hard."

Nan Feng pursed his lips as he looked at her slightly pale face. "If an ordinary person cultivated using such a torturous method, they'd have to stop after an hour at most. Otherwise, the mental pressure would blow through the roof and they'd go insane on the spot."

"But you're different. Every day, you throw half your time into this ultra-high-pressure training with your whole heart, and you won't stop until you've squeezed your mental power completely dry. I think not only have you not gone insane, you're getting more excited by the day."

Nan Feng stared at her and could not help complaining, "Honestly, I kind of suspect you have a masochistic streak. I'm starting to regret teaching you this cultivation method. You'd better take it easy. Don't actually mess up your brain."

Bibi Dong replied flatly, "I know my limits."

"You know shit about limits!"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes and snapped irritably, "You push yourself to the brink of mental collapse every day. If you keep this up, once your nerves can't take it anymore and snap, something will really happen!"

"I know all you can think about now is becoming stronger and getting revenge. But does it have to happen right this moment? When I told you ten years isn't too late and thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, I wasn't just fooling you. With me here, you can take your time with anything."

Bibi Dong fell silent.

Seeing how tense her body was, Nan Feng asked softly, "Are you pushing yourself this hard... because you're afraid I'll suddenly leave? Afraid that one day, I'll stop teaching you?"

"So you're trying to seize every moment, learn as much as possible, and improve as much as possible?"

Nan Feng sighed. "Little Dongdong, do you really feel that insecure?"

Having had her thoughts exposed, Bibi Dong's eyes instantly became somewhat flustered.

She subconsciously turned her head away, avoiding Nan Feng's gaze.

"I... don't," she said, her voice slightly dry.

Nan Feng sighed helplessly.

He stood up, walked over to Bibi Dong on his little legs, stretched out his childish arms, and gently wrapped them around her, giving her a real, solid hug.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm here."

"I'll always be here."

After dinner, Nan Feng and Bibi Dong returned to the sleeping hall as usual.

However, before they could rest, Qian Xunji suddenly paid them a visit, breaking the quiet of the night.

"Is Xue'er here?"

Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong, his tone carrying a trace of urgency and probing.

Over the past month, Qian Renxue had left punctually every evening and would not return until the following morning.

At first, Qian Xunji had asked her about it, but Qian Renxue stubbornly refused to say anything.

Still, he had noticed that over the past month, Qian Renxue had been in an excellent mood whenever she returned. There was even a smile in her eyes.

He had secretly felt relieved at first, thinking that the experience in the Capital of Slaughter, along with the mediation of the child Nan Feng had picked up, had finally made Bibi Dong willing to let go of her resentment and accept Qian Renxue.

But today, when he had casually asked the maids at the Saintess Palace, they had tremblingly reported that they had not seen so much as a shadow of Qian Renxue in the Saintess Palace over the past month!

What worried him even more was that Qian Renxue had not returned at all since leaving yesterday evening.

At those words, Bibi Dong's face instantly turned cold. "Qian Renxue isn't here. I haven't seen her at all this past month."

Qian Xunji froze, his face full of confusion. "You haven't seen her? How is that possible? She's come this way every night this month and only returned the next morning. How could you not have seen her?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. "Every day?"

As they spoke, both their gazes fell, almost simultaneously, on Nan Feng, who was sitting in a nearby chair and desperately trying to make himself invisible.

"What's going on?" Bibi Dong stared at him, her tone heavy.

Nan Feng blinked innocently. "I don't know. I haven't seen her either. Maybe... she came here to admire the scenery?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly. "She came to the Saintess Palace in the middle of the night to admire the scenery? And she did that for an entire month?"

Qian Xunji had no interest in listening to their cryptic exchange. His brows were tightly furrowed. "Where exactly is Xue'er?"

Nan Feng swallowed guiltily and pointed outside. "How about... you look in the back garden? The Saintess Palace is so big, and I cultivate every day. How would I have time to wander around everywhere?"

Qian Xunji gave Nan Feng a deep look without saying anything, then turned and strode out, preparing to search for her himself.

Bibi Dong also cast Nan Feng a cold glance, her eyes seeming to say, "I'll deal with you later." Then she turned and headed off in another direction to search.

Once the two of them had gone far away, Nan Feng darted into Bibi Dong's sleeping hall.

In a flurry, he threw himself onto the bed, casually snapped his fingers, and undid that pale-gold "oversized body pillow," yanking Qian Renxue out from inside, where she had been sleeping with her head tucked in.

Qian Renxue rubbed her sleepy eyes, utterly bewildered. "What is it?"

"Something huge happened!" Nan Feng said anxiously. "Your dad came looking for you! They're both outside turning the place upside down trying to find you!"

"Get out of here, now! If we're caught red-handed, we're both finished today!"

Qian Renxue's expression instantly froze. Her head buzzed, and all traces of sleepiness vanished.

"What are you standing there for? Run! Go out the back door and climb through the window!" Nan Feng hurriedly pushed her toward the exit.

"Run?"

A cold, ghostly voice drifted in from the entrance of the sleeping hall without warning.

"Where do you think you're running to?"

Nan Feng's hands, which were pushing Qian Renxue, suddenly stiffened.

He turned his head rigidly and saw Bibi Dong, who had somehow returned and was standing at the doorway, watching them coldly. He forced a smile even uglier than a sob.

"Well... what a coincidence."

"I didn't expect her to be hiding in your sleeping hall either. But no matter what, it's good that she's been found! Don't you think...?"

Qian Xunji, who had rushed over after hearing the news, immediately breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Qian Renxue safe and sound. He hurriedly went along with it. "Yes, yes, it's good that she's been found. Good that she's been found."

But Bibi Dong's gaze had already turned icy to the extreme.

She did not look at Qian Xunji or Qian Renxue. She merely stared coldly at Nan Feng and the opened "body pillow shell" on the bed, her tone utterly flat.

"Since she has been found, then Teacher may take her away. It's late. This disciple needs to rest."

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip and raised her head, wanting to explain something. "Mom, I..."

Bibi Dong swept a cold glance over her, forcibly choking every word back down Qian Renxue's throat.

Behind her, Nan Feng gently patted Qian Renxue on the back of her hand and gave her a look, signaling for her to leave quickly and not add fuel to the fire.

Qian Renxue looked worriedly at Nan Feng. "But you..."

Nan Feng shook his head slightly and made a silencing gesture.

Qian Renxue had no choice but to take one helpless look at Bibi Dong's frost-covered face, then leave the sleeping hall dejectedly with Qian Xunji.