Aboard the Seven-Treasure Spirit Vessel.
Mu Fang'ai sighed contentedly. "My right shoulder is sore too."
And Ning Pingzhang, who had just been rolling up his sleeves to fight, obediently switched to massaging Mu Fang'ai's other shoulder like a meek little wife.
Of the three male cultivators Mu Fang'ai had brought back, one served her tea and water, another massaged her arms, and the third bustled about, bringing all the freshly purchased pastries and snacks to Ning Xiang.
Wen Maimai and the other three attended to Ning Xiang.
Lu Qingchen & Zhu Yu & Su Lang: Damn it, there's no opening for us at all.
Ning Xiang was so happy she couldn't stop grinning.
[My mother is actually living! All I did before was stay alive! I'm going to follow her example! I want handsome men surrounding me too!]
Ning Xiang wiped away a tear of envy, only to receive three pairs of dagger-like glares at once.
Male cultivator A: "Miss Xiangxiang, this is the Exquisite Divine Flame Fan. Madam Mu said you have a fire spiritual root. No magical artifact could suit you better."
Male cultivator B: "This is an Illusion-Sound Fragrant Ape. It can sing over three thousand little tunes and dance too. Let it entertain you, Miss Xiangxiang."
Male cultivator C: "This is the Handbook of Handsome Men in the Cultivation World. Whichever one catches your eye, Miss Xiangxiang, I'll immediately go tie him up and bring him back to marry you."
Ning Xiang: "Wow!"
The shipping scholars: "Wow!"
Ning Pingzhang flew into a towering rage and wanted to throw all three out.
Mu Fang'ai strongly disapproved. "Why are you getting more and more narrow-minded? Isn't it good to have a few more people doting on Xiangxiang?"
Was this about having a few more people? These men harbored