Seeing them about to flee, Fu Ruheng’s eyes sharpened. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and anyone touched by them instantly dissolved into pools of blood.
Within a few breaths, not a single living disciple of the Avoid Sword Sect remained on the scene.
The snowflakes danced, soon covering the ground with a layer of white snow.
The crimson in Fu Ruheng’s eyes faded. He coughed a few times, his sickly yet stunningly beautiful face peerless in its allure. Touching a snowflake with his fingertip, he looked up and said:
“This snow is a bit prettier than before.”
“Take a good look.”
Ruan Ruoyin: Huh?
Does Zaizai think she likes snowy scenery?
Ruan Ruoyin wasn’t particularly fond of snow. In her original world, she had been abandoned by her biological parents. That year was winter, and the ground was covered in thick snow. Clutching her small bag, she knelt in the snow and cried.
When she finally found her way home and stood at the door, she overheard their conversation.
“Finally got rid of that child. Ever since she was born, our household expenses have increased so much.”
“Exactly, girls are nothing but money pits. The sooner we throw her out, the sooner we’re free.”
“Ah, just thinking about the boy in my belly makes me so happy.”
“Hahaha, dear, I’m happy too.”
At just six years old, Ruan Ruoyin understood a lot. She grasped what her parents meant.
They had a new baby and felt she was a burden on the family, so they discarded her.
But she didn’t eat much.
She only ate plain steamed buns each day, at most drinking a bowl of water.
Her clothes were all patched-up rags her parents had worn out.
Why did they say she was a big expense?
Ruan Ruoyin couldn’t understand, and she cried even harder.
But afraid they would angrily throw her out again, she covered her mouth and ran away.
That winter was the darkest winter Ruan Ruoyin had ever experienced.
In her world, the word “family” ceased to exist.
So even after transmigrating into the book, Ruan Ruoyin felt no nostalgia for her original world. There was no person or thing worth remembering.
But…
Looking at the Chibi Character on the screen speaking in a tone as if offering a treasure, Ruan Ruoyin, tears welling in her eyes, suddenly laughed. She patted Zaizai’s head. “It really is very beautiful.”
Fu Ruheng, receiving the head pats, brightened up.
It seemed that person really did like snowy scenery. Coincidentally, he had an ice Spiritual Root, so he could create a heavy snowfall for her every day.
Fu Ruheng accelerated the evaporation of his spiritual power, making the snow fall faster and heavier.
Ruan Ruoyin stared at the screen filled with white snow, feeling a bit bewildered.
Why did it feel like Zaizai resembled a peacock spreading its feathers?
After getting a response, was he even more diligently showing off?
Ruan Ruoyin couldn’t bear to discourage Zaizai, so she kept patting his head, watching this snowfall that lasted two whole hours.
Only when the snow stopped did Ruan Ruoyin withdraw her hand from the screen. Her fingers were numb, sore, and extremely uncomfortable.
Ruan Ruoyin rubbed her fingers in disbelief. Kid, I know you wanted Mom to see the snow, but there was really no need for it to last two hours. Mom’s hand is really sore!
Fu Ruheng, sensing the soft touch on his head disappear, darkened his pale face.
Why was his spiritual power so limited?
If he could make the snow last longer, that person would surely pat his head a little more.
Fu Ruheng hadn’t prepared any Elixirs to restore his spiritual power, so he could only bite his lip in frustration.
He muttered gloomily, “Are you angry…”
“Wait for me. I’ll rest a bit and then make more snow for you.”
With that, he found a clean patch of snow, sat cross-legged, and began meditating to recover his spiritual power.
Ruan Ruoyin: “”
How did Zaizai know she was angry?
How come she didn’t know she was angry herself?
It was just that she hadn’t patted Zaizai’s head!
Ruan Ruoyin sighed helplessly, poked the Chibi Character’s waist, and pushed him up. She then tapped on the snow on the ground and drew an arrow.
Fu Ruheng understood her meaning. “Are you saying I should leave this place first?”
Ruan Ruoyin nodded vigorously. Yes, exactly.
After all, this was the main base of the Sword Avoidance Sect, a very dangerous place where they couldn’t stay for long.
Fu Ruheng added, “Find another place to make snow?”
Ruan Ruoyin: “”
As Fu Ruheng said this, a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes. He knew that person wasn’t angry anymore. She was worried about his safety, urging him to leave quickly.
Ruan Ruoyin stared at the arrow-shaped indentation in the snow, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
She could write in the snow!
She could communicate with Zaizai!
Ruan Ruoyin carefully used her pinky finger to trace characters in the white snow on the screen.
Fu Ruheng was about to leave when he noticed words appearing in the snow, instantly perking up.
What did that person want to tell him?
Fu Ruheng watched intently. It took a long time for the other party to finish writing, and what was written was—
“Be good, I’m not angry. Leave this place first and protect yourself.”
Be good…
Fu Ruheng murmured the word a few times, his face flushing bright red.
What, what was that person saying?
This was the most flustered Fu Ruheng’s heart had ever been. It was the first time that person had communicated with him through writing.
And the very first word was a knockout blow.
“Be good.”
Who could withstand that?
Fu Ruheng felt a bit dizzy. Blushing, he blinked and said, “I’ll leave in a moment. Can I know how I should address you?”
Ruan Ruoyin stroked her chin. A form of address…
A wicked word popped into her mind: “Master.”
No, no, no. Such an adorable Zaizai—she would feel guilty.
Ruan Ruoyin thought for a moment and wrote a few strokes in the snow.
“Call me sister.”
Fu Ruheng’s eyes brightened slightly, his peach blossom eyes shimmering with a faint, glass-like glow.
Was that person a woman?
A gentle, soft-spoken woman…
He whispered softly, his lips lingering with warmth, “Sister?”
His voice was soft, a clear and youthful tone, with a slightly husky tail end, as if he were shy.
Ruan Ruoyin’s phantom limb nearly sprang to attention.
She took deep breaths, holding herself back. He’s Zaizai, Zaizai!
Three seconds later—
Ruan Ruoyin wrote in the snow, “Say it more. I like hearing it.”
Fu Ruheng bit his lip and called out with a hint of a nasal tone, “Sister, sister, sister…”
It was hard to imagine that the Demon Lord, whose hands were stained with countless blood, would cling to someone so softly and call them “sister.”
Ruan Ruoyin felt elated, as if she were about to stand on equal footing with the Jade Emperor.
She wrote in the snow again, “Can you say it a bit more… intensely?”
Fu Ruheng tilted his head and smiled innocently, his stunning peach blossom eyes opening and closing like exquisite petals. “How would sister like me to say it?”
Ruan Ruoyin’s cheeks burned fiercely. Zaizai’s soft voice combined with those words—it was impossible not to let one’s imagination run wild.
Ruan Ruoyin wrote somewhat shyly, “Sister, be gentle with me.”
This phrase had appeared in many novels. Suddenly feeling mischievous, she wanted to hear her Zaizai say it.
Wouldn’t it be super thrilling?
Fu Ruheng’s eyes deepened a shade. So that person liked this kind of thing…
He obediently parted his lips, his pupils glistening with a layer of mist. “Sister, be gentle with me.”
After a pause of two seconds, Fu Ruheng asked, “Sister, is that right?”
Ruan Ruoyin wiped away her drool and wrote with a serious expression, “That’s right, what you said is excellent.”
Fu Ruheng smiled, his eyes curving, “If Sister likes it, I’ll say it to you every day from now on.”
Ruan Ruoyin’s hand moved faster than her brain as she wrote, “Okay.”
Ruan Ruoyin: “…”
She was definitely not an old pervert.
Really.
It was just that she felt Zaizai’s voice was so pleasant to listen to—it would be a shame not to call her “Sister.”
Yes, that was the reason.