“Little Bing, you…”
Immortal Lord Qingxue nearly choked on his breath.
He stared at the steamed bun mount with a complicated expression.
“This one is a bit ugly. What kind of flying mount do you want? I’ll give you one. How about an Immortal Crane?”
Seeing Jiang Bingbing furrow her little brows in thought.
Immortal Lord Qingxue added, “Or how about a white fox? Snow-white and beautiful, clean and soft—many young girls like white foxes. The Peak Lord of Beast Taming Peak gave me two white foxes earlier. The girls on the peak cried and begged for them—they all wanted one. Little Bing, how about…”
“Master!” Jiang Bingbing pouted, looking a bit unhappy. “Bingbing likes the meat bun!”
Immortal Cranes, white foxes, lions, tigers—what’s the fun in riding the same things as everyone else?
Her little meat bun is way better!
Besides, she had no idea what materials Martial Uncle Ma used to make this bun, but it was incredibly bouncy.
It reminded her of the hamburger-shaped pillow she had bought before.
After Jiang Bingbing finished speaking, Immortal Lord Qingxue turned his back, panting heavily.
It took him a while before he turned back around.
He forced a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
“Since Little Bing likes it…” Immortal Lord Qingxue said with difficulty, “then ride this one.”
“Hmph!” Jiang Bingbing proudly raised her chin.
Then, she untied the Storage Bag from her waist and happily skipped over. “Master, Master!”
She held up the Storage Bag with both hands, her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. “Look inside!”
“There are so many treasures!”
“Oh?” Immortal Lord Qingxue’s smile grew a bit more genuine. “Let me see what treasures you have.”
He swept his Spiritual Sense over the Storage Bag. “Martial Brother Ma was even willing to give you so many hundred-year-old Bodhi Fruits?”
What a huge windfall!
Jiang Bingbing proudly puffed out her chest.
Looking like she was begging for praise.
Immortal Lord Qingxue curled his thin lips into a bewitching smile. “Our Little Bing is truly amazing!”
This smile made Jiang Bingbing’s mind wander, inexplicably reminding her of the Scarlet-Robed Sword Cultivator in the Sword Tomb. Although her master’s smile was bewitching, it was far less captivating than that Scarlet-Robed Sword Cultivator’s.
Afterward, she had tried to inquire discreetly.
But the people in the sect knew nothing about any Scarlet-Robed Sword Cultivator or gray-robed old man in the Sword Tomb.
What exactly had happened after she died that day?
Meanwhile, Jiang Bingbing handed the Storage Bag to Immortal Lord Qingxue, who happily counted the Bodhi Fruits inside.
Outside the courtyard.
Liu Zheng, who had just returned, tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.
Her gaze never left Immortal Lord Qingxue’s face. After steadying her irregular heartbeat, she walked into the courtyard with a stern expression. “Master.”
“Ah Zheng is back.” Immortal Lord Qingxue’s tone still carried the secret delight of having struck it rich.
“Mhm,” Liu Zheng glanced affectionately at her master. “The Sect Leader just asked me to relay a message. Since Little Junior Sister has already Guided Qi into the Body and entered the Qi Refinement stage, starting tomorrow, she must attend classes at the Heavenly Virtue Hall along with the other disciples.”
“Ah!!”
Before Immortal Lord Qingxue could respond.
Jiang Bingbing exploded.
Are you kidding me!
I have to suffer through morning classes even after transmigrating to the cultivation world?
“No way.” Immortal Lord Qingxue refused immediately, and Jiang Bingbing mentally gave him a big thumbs-up.
“Bingbing cannot leave Jade Immortal Peak. What if some clueless disciple bullies her?” His words were filled with the worry and concern of a doting father.
“I share Master’s thoughts, but the Sect Leader’s meaning is that we might not be able to look after Little Junior Sister while cultivating. With the Sect Elder overseeing the Heavenly Virtue Hall, no one would dare bully Bingbing. Moreover, since Little Junior Sister can guide qi into her body, it proves she has cultivation talent.”
The Sect Leader’s implication was that cultivators often enter long periods of seclusion, so it would be better for Bingbing to have some self-protection ability.
They couldn’t protect her forever.
“Master, I can protect Little Junior Sister forever.”
Everyone turned to see Wen Yuzhao in green robes walking over unhurriedly.
“As long as I, Wen Yuzhao, live, Little Junior Sister will never come to harm.” He approached and patted Jiang Bingbing’s head.
This was a heavy vow for a cultivator. Liu Zheng also solemnly said, “This disciple can do the same.”
The group fell silent.
Not long after.
Wen Yuzhao: “Why don’t we ask Bingbing? If she doesn’t want to go, then she won’t!”
“Right!”
The three looked over.
Jiang Bingbing didn’t want to go!
But she was someone who responded better to kindness than coercion!
With her master, senior brother, and senior sister willing to protect her with their lives, how could she hold them back?
And—
She didn’t want to disappoint those who loved her.
Even if she was foolish, reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage would be enough.
“Hiss—” Jiang Bingbing bared her teeth slightly, then put on her carefree expression again. “Bingbing wants to go!”
Her answer surprised Immortal Lord Qingxue and the other two.
Wen Yuzhao: “Little Junior Sister, going to the academy means waking up at mao hour every day.”
She knew!
Of course she knew!
Jiang Bingbing wanted to cry inside, but on the surface she said innocently, “Mm! I know!”
To reassure these worried elders.
She shyly fiddled with her fingers. “Going to the academy, Bingbing can make friends.”
“I want friends… to play with me…”
The little girl’s short sentence.
Struck the three present deeply.
Immortal Lord Qingxue’s chest rose and fell slightly as sourness and heartache welled up. This was the child he had picked up—he had always wanted to protect Little Bing under his wing.
But he had overlooked.
That during their meditation and cultivation.
Little Bing was lonely.
In the end, regarding attending classes at the Heavenly Virtue Hall.
They naturally respected Jiang Bingbing’s wishes.
So that evening, Jade Immortal Peak became busy again.
Xie Yingnan returned from his wanderings outside. Learning that Jiang Bingbing would attend classes at the Heavenly Virtue Hall tomorrow, he rushed off to find seamstresses to urgently make new clothes for her.
Liu Zheng turned her cave dwelling upside down.
Finding several defensive spiritual artifacts.
Wen Yuzhao busied himself in the kitchen preparing meals. The Sword Sect’s cafeteria food was terrible—he couldn’t stomach it back when he attended classes, let alone his food-loving little junior sister.
As for Immortal Lord Qingxue, this old father talked with Jiang Bingbing until now.
“Little Bing, if anyone bullies you, remember to crush this talisman immediately. Master, senior sister, and senior brother will all sense it, and we’ll rush over immediately to back you up!”
“Ooh ooh ooh!” Jiang Bingbing yawned.
“Also, the Sect Elder is your Uncle Zhang. He’s rigid and strict—give him some face. Don’t cause trouble in class. Even if you can’t learn anything, he won’t say anything.”
“Mhm mhm mhm!” Jiang Bingbing could barely keep her eyes open.
“Let me think if there’s anything else I haven’t reminded you about.”
“Master, want sleep!” She was too tired.
Immortal Lord Qingxue thought left and right, confirming nothing was missed, before personally escorting Jiang Bingbing back to rest.
After Jiang Bingbing fell asleep.
As he left the small courtyard, his peripheral vision caught the giant meat bun in the corner of the yard.
He stumbled and nearly fell.
“Really…” Jiang Qingxue muttered, “It’s just too ugly, it damages my image.”
All the disciples of the Sword Sect knew that everyone on Jade Immortal Peak was handsome or beautiful, with an impeccable presence.
If his little disciple rode a meat bun to class every day…
The elegant and noble Peak Lord of Jade Immortal Peak could not tolerate it.
Immortal Lord Qingxue tiptoed over to the bun, extending his clean, slender hands.
He bent down and picked up the large bun.
Then!
He ran off like a gust of wind!!
Just like that, he ran away!!
Ran away?!