Na'er's Birthday

As he browsed through his information in the system and watched his own growth, Yao Xuan nodded in satisfaction. During his more than half a year on Douluo Continent, he believed he had not wasted his time. And today was also a special day: Na'er's birthday.

Half a year after moving into Lin Ximeng's home, Na'er had basically adapted to everyday life and was able to take care of herself. After being processed for some time, her identification had also been issued, giving her a legal identity.

Compared to half a year ago, Na'er had undoubtedly become much livelier. Though she was still reluctant to speak to strangers, at least before Lin Ximeng, she was no longer as reserved as she had been on the first day. As for her dependence on Yao Xuan, it had also deepened day by day. Whether she had something to do or not, she always clung to his side.

Faced with such an incomparably adorable little girl, though she was somewhat clingy, Yao Xuan naturally felt no annoyance at all, only endless concern and affection. However, he had never made any improper moves.

As a transmigrator, Yao Xuan understood one principle well: some things could not be rushed and had to be pursued gradually. Those who achieved great things could never covet immediate results; they had to look at the bigger picture and cast a long line for a big fish.

Right now, Yao Xuan's task was to plant a seed of "love" in Na'er's heart, nurture it carefully, and wait for it to slowly bloom and bear fruit. This was bound to be a long process, and there was absolutely no rushing it. Otherwise, if Yao Xuan made an inappropriate move, he might instead leave Na'er with psychological trauma and cause her to completely fall into darkness once her memories awakened.

For that reason, the most intimate interactions between Yao Xuan and Na'er were things like patting her head or pinching her cheeks. As for more intimate acts such as kissing, Yao Xuan had never done them.

On the special day of Na'er's birthday, Yao Xuan specifically asked Mang Tian for a day off. Though Mang Tian was somewhat unwilling, seeing Yao Xuan's earnest expression, he could not bear to refuse. He only required Yao Xuan to make up the missed work over the weekend.

Thus, after school that day, Yao Xuan did not head to Mang Tian's Workshop as usual. Instead, he walked straight home. On the way, he stopped by a Department Supermarket and specially bought Na'er a birthday present—a large box of White Chocolate.

Although Na'er was the Silver Dragon King, she loved sweets just like an ordinary child. Naturally, Yao Xuan catered to her tastes. In any case, experience had proven that no matter how much Na'er ate, she never gained weight. Perhaps that was the Dragon Race's uniquely blessed racial talent?

During the forging process, since Yao Xuan was Mang Tian's apprentice, he could only receive twenty percent of the payment, while the remaining eighty percent went to Mang Tian. Even so, Yao Xuan had still saved up a considerable amount of Federal Coin over the past three months.

At the very least, Yao Xuan did not feel the slightest reluctance over buying this box of chocolate. Besides, to him, this could also be considered a very worthwhile investment, laying a solid foundation for winning over Gu Yue Na in the future.

As he thought, Yao Xuan walked toward home. The journey was smooth, and a little over ten minutes later, he pressed the doorbell as usual. Na'er came forward with a face full of smiles.

"Brother Yao Xuan, welcome home!"

As she spoke, Na'er buried her lovely head against Yao Xuan's chest and gently rubbed against him, as though she wanted to leave her own scent on him.

"Happy birthday, Na'er! Come, see what birthday present Brother brought you."

Yao Xuan gently ran a hand through Na'er's soft silver hair and spoke with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother! I bet it's something delicious!"

Hearing that Yao Xuan had prepared a gift for her, Na'er's lips curved upward like a crescent moon. After thinking for a moment, she answered in a voice as sweet as an angel's.

"Na'er is so smart! Happy birthday, Na'er. This is the birthday present Brother got for you."

As he praised Na'er, Yao Xuan took out the chocolate he had prepared long ago from behind his back and handed it to her.

"It's chocolate! Hehe, thank you, Brother Yao Xuan!"

Looking at the birthday present in Yao Xuan's hand, Na'er beamed with delight. Ever since tasting chocolate, the amnesiac Silver Dragon King had fallen in love with this unique human dessert.

"Mm, it's still early. Let's chat for a while, then eat cake together when it's time for dinner."

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Yao Xuan said with a smile. Na'er naturally agreed happily. She sat with Yao Xuan on the sofa, leaning against his shoulder as she listened to him tell interesting stories about school and Mang Tian's Workshop.

"By the way, Brother Yao Xuan, am I going to start school soon too?"

As they chatted, Na'er asked Yao Xuan curiously.

"School? Yes. After today, Na'er will already be six years old, so you'll soon have to go to school. In a few months, you'll also test your Martial Soul like I did, then attend either a regular class or the Soul Master Class based on the results. If you have Innate Soul Power, you can become a Soul Master like me!"

"Then, if Na'er enters the Soul Master Class and there's anything you don't understand about cultivation, you can come ask me. In our grade, my cultivation speed has always been the fastest!"

Seeing Na'er ask, Yao Xuan answered proudly.

"Okay! A Martial Soul... I wonder what mine will be?"

Listening to Yao Xuan's words, a trace of yearning appeared in Na'er's eyes, but it was soon replaced by a hint of confusion. For some reason, when she heard the words "Soul Master," she felt an inexplicable palpitation.

"Your Martial Soul? You'll find out then! But I think Na'er is so pretty that her Martial Soul must be very powerful too!"

Although Yao Xuan knew that Na'er's Martial Soul was the Silver Dragon King and that ordinary methods could not detect it, he still rubbed her cheek before answering with a smile.

As Yao Xuan and Na'er chatted warmly, time flew by. In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. At that moment, Lin Ximeng emerged from the kitchen, called out enthusiastically, and brought one lavish dish after another to the dining table.

"Coming, Mom!"

Hearing Lin Ximeng's call, Na'er and Yao Xuan answered almost in unison. They exchanged a smile, then hurried to the table.

Na'er's favorite Fried Pork Ribs had already been placed on the table. Their golden, crispy coating gleamed beneath the Soul Guiding Lamp, instantly whetting one's appetite. Beside them were several other dishes, including Braised Pork Belly, Braised Beef in Soy Sauce, and Lettuce with Oil Drizzle.

At the center of the table was a Cream Cake. In the middle of the cake was a greeting card, with the six large words "Happy Birthday, Na'er" written on it in cream, surrounded by all kinds of colorful fruit.

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