A sugar painting from Chu Xingchen had pacified Chen Baiqing.
Chen Baiqing, who had originally arrived breathing fire, had not even had time to question her master before seamlessly becoming a worker under his command.
The Heaven's Way Map was also temporarily entrusted to Chen Baiqing, with instructions not to let anyone else see it. She was to record changes in the spirit veins in detail every day and contact Chu Xingchen immediately if any problems or changes arose.
Now that Chen Baiqing was here, there was also something else she could take care of-curbing Winter Melon's secret slacking.
Although Winter Melon had explained the ritual's effects and solemnly promised to work hard,
it was obvious that Winter Melon had also learned that words spoken were merely words spoken.
When I'm willing to treat my own words like a fart, it doesn't matter how sound your reasoning is.
It was on par with that supreme maxim-I am a barbarian.
Naturally, Winter Melon did not dare slack off openly. After all, blatantly malicious slacking could easily get it locked in a dark little room. By now, it had more or less reproduced what it had learned from Cui Hao-looking busy while busying itself with nothing useful.
Every so often, it would need to examine and study a ritual that had been sent over. One examination would take ten days or half a month, and when asked what it had learned afterward, its answer was-not enough samples, nothing learned.
Winter Melon was asked to infer its former accomplices' hiding places, recognition codes, challenge phrases, and other information based on its past experience.
It did give answers, but checking them was as good as having none.
When asked why, Winter Melon's answer was utterly self-righteous-it had defected, so naturally Xu Linglong would change