I had at least cultivated to the level of an Immortal!
My Shifu, that old man, insisted on venturing into some secret realm, and once he went in, he never came out again.
Until my own death, I still didn't know if that old man was still alive.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh sadly!
I pulled the big red peony quilt over my chest higher.
Time to sleep; when I'm asleep, I won't think about it anymore.
Here, there are no great powers existing who will take your life or seize your body if you slack off even for a moment.
Insomnia?
Doesn't exist; it's very safe here!
From under the quilt, I stuck out my right index and middle fingers together, quickly pressed them onto the sleep acupoint... and then... there was no then.
When I woke up the next day, the sun was already shining brightly.
Completely covered by the quilt, I could only groggily reach out one hand to fumble around on the bedside table. This made my already fair skin look even more delicate against the backdrop of the bright red cotton quilt.
After fumbling for a while, I finally grabbed the watch. Taking a look...
Whoa~
It was already almost eleven o'clock!
I quickly got up, changed into a blue dress with a small floral pattern, braided my hair into two long plaits, and spent no more than five minutes brushing my teeth and washing my face.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I looked left and right.
"Tsk tsk~ On this palm-sized face, with big eyes, a small nose, and cherry lips—it’s still my own face that looks best." Su Jiaojiao said, smugly poking the position of the nose on the mirror with her index finger.
I don't know if it's due to the influence of the powerful Divine Soul or if it was meant to be, but after looking for seventeen years, this face is looking more and more like my old face.
Pinching my slender waist, which had no excess fat, I looked left and right again.
Logically speaking, a Divine Soul that had reached the stage of undergoing the ascension tribulation shouldn't be bearable for a Mortal.
Not to mention that when I first arrived, this body was just a baby.
But what was abnormal was that she actually completely endured this little baby body without any sense of incongruity. Even the World Fragment that I had refined with my Divine Soul back then, which was now my Soul Space, had followed me here.
Thinking about it now is still incredible!
"Su Jiaojiao, come down and eat! What time is it that you're still lazing around? Which young lady sleeps until eleven or twelve and still hasn't gotten up?" A voice, old yet full of vigor, came from downstairs.
It was clear that the anger in that tone could barely be suppressed.
"Coming, Grandpa! What are we having for lunch today?" Facing the old man's temper, Su Jiaojiao fearlessly asked this question.
Saying that, she grabbed the watch from the bedside table and put it on her Wrist, simultaneously pushing open the door to her private room and pattering downstairs.
This two-story Western-style house was allocated to Grandpa by the country.
Grandpa Su Zhenguo retired from the position of Commander.
Grandmother Li Miaoxiang was a military doctor who followed the Army during the war. The two of them met, got to know each other, fell in love, and eventually became Revolutionary Comrades during that time.
So the status they enjoy today was earned by them through every single bullet fired.
They only had one son, Su Xiangdong. It seemed she had been pregnant once, but couldn't keep it during that period of war and turmoil; only Comrade Old Su survived strongly.
When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw the old man sitting at the head of the dining table, his back to me, holding a newspaper.
And Grandpa's Guard had just set out the bowls and chopsticks.
Grandpa's Guard's surname is Li, named Li Zhong, and he is also a Soldier, in his forties.
He has followed Grandpa for over ten years.
Grandma and the nanny, Aunt Liu, were cooking in the Kitchen, and occasionally the conversations and laughter between Grandma and Aunt Liu could be heard.
Seeing this, the corners of Su Jiaojiao's mouth couldn't help but curve upwards. Every time she felt this warmth of familial affection, her heart softened a little more.
Actually, I spent very little time with my Shifu. When I was little, it was mostly Second Senior Sister who looked after me; most of my time was spent alone.
Every Cultivator spent every minute and second cultivating, going into Secluded Cultivation, practicing Magic Arts, or going out on Tasks and searching for their own Opportunity.
Cultivators were all rushing to cultivate every second they had. If I didn't understand anything, I would put it aside and wait until Shifu or Second Senior Sister came out of seclusion before asking for clarification together.
A life where one doesn't have to worry about the deceit and schemes of the Cultivation World, nor strive to raise one's cultivation level.
This kind of leisurely time spent wandering around...
is truly wonderful!
"Hello, Uncle Li." As soon as I reached the bottom floor, I greeted Uncle Li, who was carrying dishes from the Kitchen.
"Good morning, Comrade Su~" Li Zhong teased Su Jiaojiao with a smile.
Heh~
Waking up at eleven o'clock—for me, it really is morning.
If this statement were made in this era where labor is most glorious, it would make other little girls blush.
But how could someone who is always ready to raid someone's Cave Mansion and peek at male Cultivators bathing be flustered by this teasing?
"I'm up to eat breakfast." Saying that, I arrogantly lifted my chin slightly.
Upon hearing this, Su Zhenguo wanted to yell a few words at Su Jiaojiao.
But when he turned around, he saw his little granddaughter running over, smiling brightly, dressed up beautifully, and skipping as she walked.
All the words were stuck in his throat, and his usually stern square face froze for a moment.
This little debt collector! When she wasn't going out, she wore her pajamas all day, wandering around the house looking disheveled. As soon as she started dressing up, he knew she was planning to go out.
Thinking of this...
Su Zhenguo gently placed the newspaper in his hand onto the table, and his hand unconsciously moved to touch the corner of his side pocket, squeezing it...
His face immediately darkened!
It instantly gave the feeling that he could jump up and hit someone at any moment.
Scary.
But this expression might scare outsiders, Father Su, and her two older brothers, but Su Jiaojiao wasn't afraid of it.
She fluttered over like a butterfly and hugged one of his arms.
She squatted down, rubbed her face against his arm, and acted spoiled: "Grandpa, look, is this new dress I bought pretty?"
After saying that, she stood up and turned around in front of Su Zhenguo, looking at him with bright eyes, her face clearly screaming "intense hinting"!
Su Zhenguo was amused to anger by this little debt collector.
After glaring fiercely at her, he tilted his head and secretly glanced toward the Kitchen.
Seeing that the old woman was still busy in the Kitchen and hadn't noticed the situation here, he reluctantly took out over twenty yuan from his pocket, pulled out a Da Tuanjie, and handed it over.
"Is this enough?" His voice, usually stern, was deliberately lowered, revealing a hint of a Guilty conscience.
The habit developed over ten years meant that even he, the one giving the money, felt guilty about trying to keep a little pocket money for himself, while she, the one receiving it, acted completely justified. Where was the mistake in this?
Su Jiaojiao took the Da Tuanjie but didn't immediately put it in her pocket. She just held the money and smiled at the old man without speaking.
The Meaning of this was already very clear.
Seeing this, Su Zhenguo gave up struggling and resignedly shoved the remaining ten-plus yuan in his hand into hers all at once.
He glared at her crossly and said irritably: "Take it, it's all yours!"
"Pfft~ Hehehe..."
Su Jiaojiao couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, then swiftly tucked the money into the pocket of her dress.
"Thank you, Grandpa~" After thanking him in a sweet voice, she didn't forget to provocatively pat the spot where the money was tucked in her pocket.
Seeing this, Su Zhenguo, who was already sulking, pouted in anger.
"What time is it? You just woke up? What kind of girl sleeps until noon mealtime before getting up? Huh?"