Whale Glue: Qian Xunji's Reputation Ruined Even After Death

"The sugar paintings are ready. Here, take them."

Ouyang Ling took the sugar paintings. He handed the first angel to Qian Renxue, then picked up the second one and examined it closely.

It was actually quite well done.

Except for the angel's face...

It was far too blurry,

giving it the feeling that one could not look directly upon a deity.

Yet as he studied it, the sugar angel happened to be facing Qian Renxue's face. She seemed to be lost in thought.

"Big Sis."

Ouyang Ling's sudden call gradually brought her back to herself. By the time she reacted, he had already held the sugar angel's wing up to her mouth.

"Want a bite of mine?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Qian Renxue's lips.

"The sugar is all the same."

Though she said that, she ruthlessly shifted her angle. With a crisp "crack," she bit off the angel's head in one bite.

In an instant, the sugar angel became a headless angel.

Ouyang Ling broke into a cold sweat. "Uh... it has no head now."

Was there really a need to take such a huge bite?

She had even deliberately turned it around to bite off its head.

Then, in the very next second—"Crack—"

The same crisp sound rang out, and another headless angel appeared. But immediately afterward, Qian Renxue aligned the head on her own sugar painting with the neck of the headless angel in Ouyang Ling's hand, while the headless angel in her hand was aligned with Ouyang Ling.

"Now they both have heads again."

Ouyang Ling froze for a moment, staring at Qian Renxue's smile.

For some reason, his heart suddenly fluttered.

The old man beside them had just cleared the sugar-painting scraps from his board, and he happened to overhear the siblings' exchange. He could not help sighing emotionally. "You two siblings really have a wonderful relationship!"

"Right?"

Qian Renxue seemed to have untied some knot in her heart. She raised her sugar painting. "Thank you for your masterpiece, Grandpa."

The old man smiled with his hands in his pockets.

"If you like it, come again next time."

"There will be another chance."

With that, Qian Renxue took Ouyang Ling's hand and left.

Ouyang Ling happened to look back. He licked the sugar angel, smiled, and gave the old man's little stall a thumbs-up. Then his lips moved as he silently mouthed, "Number one in the world!"

For the next while, Ouyang Ling and Qian Renxue ate their sugar paintings as they wound their way through the broad streets.

After visiting the stalls, they wandered through the shops.

Suddenly, Ouyang Ling saw something. His brisk steps came to a halt, and his gaze fixed on one spot.

This time, it was Qian Renxue who noticed something was off.

Looking at the pharmacy before them, she suddenly recalled all the medicinal knowledge Ouyang Ling had been studying lately.

Lowering her eyes, she asked, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Yes."

He stuffed the little remaining sugar painting into his mouth in two or three bites. Swallowing as he spoke, Ouyang Ling said, "I want to find a medicinal ingredient at the pharmacy and verify one of my... hmm? Curiosities."

"If there's a medicine you want, just tell your big sister."

Qian Renxue snatched the sugar stick from Ouyang Ling's hand and casually waved it. It silently turned to powder. "What medicine do you want?"

"Well..."

A hint of hesitation flashed through Ouyang Ling's eyes.

Whale Glue was different from what it would be ten thousand years later. In this era, it was also a relatively rare treasure, but the definition of "treasure" was clearly not quite the same. In the future, it would be a treasure used to strengthen the body. But now, it was an aphrodisiac.

"Big Sis, wait for me. I'll be right back."

With that, he ran into the pharmacy alone.

He should keep it hidden for now.

Once he got the Whale Glue, he would study it himself first.

After all, if anyone saw it, it would be awkward if they really misunderstood.

"Hey!"

Qian Renxue wanted to stop him, but she failed. She stopped where she was and withdrew her hand, a trace of suspicion appearing on her face.

"Something's strange."

She was not worried that Ouyang Ling would encounter danger. After all, Elder She Long and Elder Ci Xue were following them. What truly made her suspicious was Ouyang Ling's evasive behavior just now.

What medicine had made him so "careful"?

"Elder She Long, listen in for me."

Meanwhile, Ouyang Ling entered the Ye Family Pharmacy.

The pharmacy was not large. Directly opposite the entrance stood a wall of apothecary drawers.

Yet behind the counter was not some elderly pharmacist preparing medicine, but a little girl only a few years older than him.

Ouyang Ling walked forward. "Knock, knock—"

"Hello, I'd like to buy some medicine."

The voice and knocking immediately made the girl, who had been reading, stand up and look at Ouyang Ling. "What medicine do you need?" Her tone was so flat that it carried no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Ouyang Ling did not pay much attention to it. "Whale Glue."

"Hundred-year or thousand-year? How much do you want?"

"How much do you have?"

"Not much. Whale Glue is difficult to obtain, and there are only a few special prescriptions that can use it as medicine."

"Then I'll take all of it."

At that point, the question-and-answer exchange abruptly stopped.

The girl looked at Ouyang Ling and saw that he was not joking.

"It's very expensive, you know?"

"Don't worry, I can afford it."

Ouyang Ling promptly handed over a gold card.

Xue'er had given him this card. He did not know how much money was in it, but it was definitely enough to buy all the Whale Glue.

"Alright."

The girl saw the gold card and had no further objections.

Just as she turned to pull open one of the drawers, the apothecary cabinet suddenly trembled and slowly slid apart to both sides.

Then, a middle-aged woman walked out from within.

"Lingling, no."

Lingling?

Ouyang Ling's attention was instantly drawn away.

This was the Ye Family Pharmacy, so she was Ye Lingling.

That personality, that age... it should be the same person. His luck was really good; he had already run into a member of the Imperial Battle Team.

Then, just then, "Little one."

After stopping her daughter, the woman bent down with a smile. "Do you know what Whale Glue is?"

"I don't."

To avoid being mistaken for a pervert, Ouyang Ling answered decisively. He even immediately came up with an excuse. "My dad sent me to buy it. He said to buy however much they had."

An invisible black pot landed squarely on the head of that unknown "dad."

"I see..."

As the woman hesitated, she suddenly looked behind him. It seemed an "adult" had arrived.

Qian Renxue, entering the shop: ...?

Since when did he have a father?

And one who had told him to buy Whale Glue?

A warm hand rested on Ouyang Ling's head. Just as he sensed that something was wrong and turned around, a familiar female voice came from behind him, its tone somewhat eerie.

"Little Ling, what did you want to buy?!"

Ouyang Ling:!!!

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He was done for—Xue'er had heard him!

"Hello, is this your younger brother?"

Seeing that they were siblings, the woman immediately relaxed.

"Yes, he's my younger brother."

When Qian Renxue admitted it and Ouyang Ling silently accepted it, the woman explained the matter of Whale Glue to Qian Renxue. At the same time, she subtly indicated that Whale Glue was used for bedroom arts and that children should not be allowed to learn such things.

"Yes, yes, I'll keep that in mind."

"Then, do you still need the Whale Glue?"

Hearing that, Ouyang Ling turned his gaze to Qian Renxue.

Since he could no longer hide it anyway, he might as well buy it first!

If someone had to "die," he would leave it for his future self to bear.

Faced with Ouyang Ling's gaze, Qian Renxue shot him a vicious glare. Its meaning was obvious: she would deal with him later!

Thus, when the woman asked again, Qian Renxue feigned calm and casually said, "It really is something my father wants. Please wrap it up."

Qian Xunji: I'm done for! Even after dying, my reputation is still being ruined!

(Honestly, though, a little more wouldn't make much difference.)