Chapter 72 Qian Renxue's Hug, Little Nian, You Smell So Good!
"No."
Jiang Nian shook his head in refusal, only to have his cheeks pinched by a pair of jade-like hands.
"Ahhh! Why!" Qian Renxue was getting anxious; she was almost dying of boredom in the Spirit Hall.
If Jiang Nian were here, it would be alright, but if he left, even her desire to cultivate diminished slightly.
"Stop talking, no means no."
Qian Renxue released her hands, glaring at him angrily.
She didn't understand why she couldn't come along.
Didn't they say they were the Condor Heroes?
How could he abandon her?
What a heartless man!
"Alright, I'll go back and pack up first. It's fine if you want to come along." Jiang Nian got up, patted his bottom, pinched her cheek, and left happily.
Qian Renxue stared blankly at the boy's departing figure, her pretty face burning.
It seemed she... really liked being treated like that by him...
Ugh!
That's going against the natural order!
How could he treat my face like that?!
"Hmph! Who wants to follow you?" Qian Renxue pouted and turned to go to the herb garden behind Jiang Nian's bedroom.
The next day.
The news of the newly appointed Holy Son of the Spirit Hall spread, causing quite a stir throughout the continent.
All forces were curious about what kind of genius this young man would be.
First there was Bibi Dong with twin martial souls, and now there was the newly appointed Holy Son.
Qian Xunji's departure did not bring a heavy blow to the Spirit Hall, but instead showed signs of becoming even stronger?
All the cardinals immediately went to Spirit City to watch the coronation ceremony.
Jiang Nian had been pulled aside by Bibi Dong to talk about some things during this time, and left after a short while.
"Soul bone...I remember there is a 60,000-year-old spirit skull..."
"This one, let's give it to Xiao Nian."
After choosing the soul bone she wanted, Bibi Dong walked towards the Hall of Offerings.
Soon after, she entered the grand hall that she loathed.
"High Priest."
"Hmm? What brings you here?"
Qian Daoliu turned around, his gaze complex as he looked at his daughter-in-law.
Whether out of guilt or because of Xiaoxue, he had always wanted to mend the relationship between the two factions.
Unfortunately…
"I've come to collect Jiang Nian's soul bone." Bibi Dong looked intently into his eyes, her tone brooking no refusal.
"Alright, which one do you want?" Qian Daoliu nodded. This soul bone had been mentioned before; it was originally intended as a reward of around 50,000 years.
"I want the 60,000-year-old Spirit Skull."
"Jiang Nian, as my disciple, the youngest Soul King in history, also contributed a method to increase the age of a Soul Master's Soul Ring absorption."
"Such merit and talent are more than worthy of this Spirit Skull."
Bibi Dong's voice was loud and clear, her aura solemn.
Qian Daoliu hesitated, lowering his eyes. After a moment's thought, he agreed to Bibi Dong's request.
"Very well."
With that, he took out the 60,000-year-old Spirit Skull from the Spirit Hall and handed it to her.
Before he could say anything more, Bibi Dong spoke first.
"I won't trouble you any further, Grand Elder."
"Farewell."
With that, she took the spirit skull and left without hesitation.
Her retreating figure exuded power.
Qian Daoliu frowned and stroked his chin.
"Strange... why is her cultivation speed so fast?"
"How many years has it been? She's already gained so much soul power?"
"Sigh... if it weren't for that rebellious son..."
Qian Daoliu sighed helplessly, turned around, and prepared to leave.
As they left the Hall of Offerings, Bibi Dong bumped into Qian Renxue.
Mother and daughter stared at each other, neither speaking first.
Finally, the little golden retriever couldn't hold back any longer.
"Mom...Mom?" Her voice was hesitant, lacking its usual boldness, casualness, and earnestness...
Upon hearing this address, Bibi Dong initially felt disgusted, then momentarily lost in thought.
Her mind was now filled with Jiang Nian's words.
Qian Renxue stared at the changing expression on her face, puzzled.
Finally, Bibi Dong's expression returned to calm, she nodded slightly, and slowly walked away.
"Ah?!" The little golden retriever froze, her pupils dilating sharply.
She wondered if she had seen wrong.
Mom...actually agreed? She didn't insult her? She didn't hate her?
Qian Renxue stiffly turned around, watching Bibi Dong's departing figure with complicated emotions.
When she was little, she didn't understand why her mother hated and loathed her so much.
It wasn't until she grew up that she learned a few fragments of what happened back then.
She always wanted to prove herself to Bibi Dong, and of course, she also longed for maternal love in her youth.
So sometimes she was quite envious of Jiang Nian...
"Mommy, she seems to have changed a bit..."
"Could it be because of Xiao Jiang?"
Qian Renxue's golden eyes flickered slightly, her heart fluttering.
After taking a deep breath, she turned and walked towards the Holy Son's Hall, completely forgetting about the old man in the Offering Hall.
Half a minute later.
Qian Daoliu, who had been waiting quietly, opened his eyes in confusion.
Hmm? Why hasn't his precious granddaughter come in yet?
What is she doing outside?
After sensing her surroundings, he immediately wanted to drink a bottle of caustic soda to neutralize his stomach.
No! Why is she back at Jiang Nian's place again?
Outrageous!
Tap tap tap~
Jiang Nian heard footsteps behind him and knew without a doubt who was coming.
He got up from the herb field and was about to turn around when he felt a small mountain bump hit him on the back.
Soft and fragrant.
Hmm?
What's wrong with the little golden retriever today? Why is she rewarding herself?
After standing in the sunlight for half a minute, Jiang Nian couldn't help but speak up: "Xiao...Xiao Xue, can you let go of me first before we talk?"
"Hmm~ No! Hug me for a while..."
Qian Renxue rubbed her head, still clinging to his back.
Jiang Nian could only force a painful smile.
Well, he'd just have to endure it.
When he finally let go, he didn't know how long he'd been hugged. He just felt something wet on his back.
Hmm?
Was it tears or drool?
Jiang Nian turned around and looked at Qian Renxue's slightly red eyes. His heart tightened, and he instinctively reached out to wipe them: "What's wrong? Did you go to see the teacher again?"
The little golden retriever thoroughly enjoyed his touch, pouting and shaking her head.
Then she chuckled, looking silly.
"Jiang Nian, thank you."
With that, she mustered her courage and reached out again, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Her head was pressed against his chest, the only sound the beating of their hearts.
Qian Renxue's cheeks grew increasingly red; she didn't know where she'd gotten such boldness today.
But...
Xiao Jiang's embrace was so warm...
If only it could always be like this!
She could eat and drink for free, and not have to worry about anything...
If only she could keep him by her side forever...
Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, raising her head to stare intently into Jiang Nian's eyes.
"Xiao Jiang, you smell so good..."
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