Bibi Dong took Jiang Chen's hand, her relief mingled with gratitude. "Xiao Chen, having a disciple like you is truly my blessing. Heaven treated me unfairly in the first half of my life, but in the latter half, it sent me such a good disciple."
Jiang Chen patted Bibi Dong's hand. "Teacher, we'll always be family. We'll never be apart."
"Mm, then I can rest easy. Go back and get some rest early. You still need to return to Heaven Dou City tomorrow morning."
"Alright. Teacher, you should rest early too." Jiang Chen stood and took his leave.
He sighed inwardly. Even the iron-blooded, domineering female Pope had a vulnerable and helpless side.
But as long as he was there, he would never let this woman suffer harm again.
When he returned to their residence, Xiao Xuening had once again begun cultivating as if sleepwalking, while Qian Renxue sat not far away, cultivating as well.
"What did my mother say to you?" Qian Renxue asked curiously.
"Nothing much. She told me to take good care of you three in Heaven Dou City and watch out for your safety."
"Did she get up to cultivate again after falling asleep?" Jiang Chen looked at his daughter.
Qian Renxue nodded, looking rather helpless. Her daughter was far too strange—she always got up on her own to cultivate after falling asleep.
The next morning, Jiang Chen and the others bade Bibi Dong farewell and set out on the road back to Heaven Dou City.
After spending several days with her grandmother, Xiao Xuening was extremely reluctant to part with her. Her eyes were red, and she pursed her little lips as though she might burst into tears at any moment.
But when Jiang Chen said he would leave her here to keep her grandmother