"Yanzi, I came to see you again. I missed you so much."
He skillfully walked into the small courtyard and discovered that Dugu Bo was not home, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. It was good that he was away!
He was greeted by the woman rolling her eyes.
"Did you miss me, or did you want to watch the most beautiful Nightglow Spirit Bone with me again?"
Ning Bei chuckled awkwardly. This woman really held a grudge.
"Of course I missed our beautiful and charming Yanzi. Don't make me sound like Nightglow Spirit Bones are all I ever think about, okay? Do I look like that kind of person?"
Dugu Yan glanced at Ning Bei, then nodded heavily.
"Yes!"
Ning Bei nearly spat out blood. Then he turned into a demon. Fine, since she said he was, then he was.
He picked Dugu Yan up and headed for her bedroom.
The woman froze for a moment before unleashing a flurry of punches at Ning Bei's back.
"Bastard, wait until tonight! It's broad daylight—have you no shame? My grandfather might be back soon."
"It's fine. Give the old man a big, fair great-grandson, and he'll definitely be happy."
"Get lost!!"
Before long, the sounds of their horseplay gradually turned soft and sultry.
Two lines of wild geese flew over the little courtyard, sometimes forming the character for "scurry," sometimes the character for "distant."
As they flew into the distance, waves of pleasant cries echoed through the air.
After that, Ning Bei began another period of bitter cultivation. He greatly coveted the effects of the Transformation Pill. It was the key to whether he could arm the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to the teeth.
Other than occasionally visiting Dugu Yan to recharge himself, Ning Bei basically remained within the Seven