Chapter 150: 0109 Yun Qian Won’t Have Obsessions (Two-in-One)_2

I wonder, is raising a daughter this kind of feeling?

“Xu Xiaohua?” Xu Chang’an said, thinking that the name he gave should naturally follow his surname.

“Meow…” Little Li Hua didn’t resist suddenly having “Xu” added to its name by Xu Chang’an, instead it just yawned and gently waved its paw in front of him.

“So… Yun Xiaohua then?” Xu Chang’an coughed.

“?” Little Li Hua looked at Xu Chang’an, its big eyes full of confusion.

“For now, it seems I still can’t raise you. When your injuries are healed, go play at Muyu Peak, I’ll head back, and another day… I’ll introduce my wife to you.” Xu Chang’an smiled.

—-

At the foot of the mountain, he watched the Li Hua cat dart into the roadside bushes, going to catch fireflies, with a faint smile on his lips.

Saying to the Li Hua cat “my wife,” reveals its high status in Xu Chang’an’s heart, surpassing many people.

Yun Qian’s desire for a daughter wasn’t her own thought; ultimately, it was because Xu Chang’an himself cherished the idea, so she couldn’t be blamed.

Miss Yun wouldn’t be obsessed with things outside of Xu Chang’an himself; if she was, it definitely wasn’t her obsession, but rather Xu Chang’an’s.

“Junior Brother.”

At this moment, Wen Li, wearing a black skirt, walked over from afar. Her gaze fixed on the direction where Li Hua disappeared, hiding her discomfort and releasing her hold on her skirt’s edge. She said: “You really like it.”

“I guess so.” Xu Chang’an looked at Wen Li, becoming more serious: “Senior Sister, how was today’s teaching?”

“Junior Sister Yun is very clever, generally no problems.” Wen Li calmly extended her hand towards Xu Chang’an: “Token.”

Understanding Wen Li’s intent, Xu Chang’an handed over his Steward Order.

A silver flash appeared in Wen Li’s hand, followed by a look of obvious understanding.

“Bamboo Tea Fragrance, Ice Heart Pill, Purifying Talisman, Light-Containing Grass, Dusk Cloud Flower, and Spirit-Eating Worm…” Wen Li returned the token to him, saying seriously: “Junior Brother, you’ve used all your Contribution Points, leaving none behind. What will you do for the next tasks?”

Xu Chang’an currently doesn’t have the ability to purchase daily-used items like Recovery Elixirs and Demon-Exorcising Talismans.

Knowing Xu Chang’an’s “stinginess” and “caution,” she finally experienced Xu Chang’an’s feelings for Yun Qian. After all… their lukewarm relationship had previously led others to question their bond.

“Contribution Points and Spirit Stone, I’ll find a way.” Xu Chang’an quickly asked: “Senior Sister, which of the things I acquired can she use now?”

“The Bamboo Tea Fragrance and Elixirs are for after cultivation; the medicinal bath… you can start using from today.” Wen Li said: “Junior Sister’s constitution is really poor, needing early improvement.”

“Medicinal bath? I understand.” Xu Chang’an nodded.

He had self-taught medicine, knowing Yun Qian’s body was weak. He hoped the Immortal Sect could provide healing since ordinary medicine was ineffective.

“That’s that.” After saying farewell to Xu Chang’an, Wen Li walked forward a few steps, turned back to see Xu Chang’an walking towards the Teleportation Array to Celestial Bright Peak.

Silent for a while.

Xu Chang’an’s feelings for Yun Qian prevented her from telling him about Yun Qian’s Elixir Field unable to absorb Spiritual Qi. As the cause was still undetermined and might be due to her own guidance error, she refrained from increasing Xu Chang’an’s worries. Better to consult a Master and review the information first.

As for any Celestial Tribulation today, she was too engrossed in other thoughts to notice.

“…”

Wen Li turned and entered the forest.

When she came out again, she was holding Li Hua cat, its paws covered in mud. She remembered the sensation she’d felt earlier that nearly made her lose her composure, her gaze stiffening somewhat.

“Settle down these few days.”

“Meow!!!!”

Li Hua cat waved its claws, trying to scratch Wen Li’s hand, but Wen Li gave no chance, merely pinpointing its forehead. Soon, the cat seemed soulless, unmoving.

Wen Li had a touch of emotion in her eyes.

“…Xu Xiaohua?”

She sighed softly.

This Junior Brother Xu of hers is truly baffling.

“He… doesn’t loathe the Demon Race?”

Li Hua may appear cute, but at the end of the day, it’s a demon everyone wants to strike down. Even if someone approaches, it’s to tame and consider it a toy or an outlet for emotion–ultimately disposable.

Since it’s on Muyu Peak, many women get close to it, but only one–Xu Chang’an–shows such affection.

—-

When Xu Chang’an returned to Celestial Bright Peak, he noticed more people here, gathering in various places–not ordinary disciples.

Presumably attracted by the Celestial Tribulation.

Xu Chang’an quickened his pace, inconspicuously heading to North Garden via a small path.

—-

Due to Xu Chang’an not returning for a while, the weather cooled down, and in the courtyard, Yun Qian waited without wanting Xu Chang’an to worry. Alone, she moved the bamboo chair back inside.

Continued waiting inside.

Lying on the bed, smelling that familiar scent.

The bed was cold, yet reassuring.

Thus, Yun Qian slept.

She didn’t sleep long, soon hearing the sound of the door opening, rolled twice holding the quilt, and sat up, looking outside with slightly bleary eyes.

“I’m back.” Xu Chang’an pushed open the door, seeing the neat organization of the room.

“I’m hungry.” Yun Qian yawned as she looked at him.

“No rush, there’s still time.” Xu Chang’an sat next to Yun Qian, gently holding her hand, asking: “How did you feel today?”

Upon hearing this, Yun Qian seriously looked at Xu Chang’an’s nearby side profile, saying: “Not so good.”

Cultivation requires one’s most important aspect.

He was hurt.

She spoiled his mood.

The main issue was that she spoiled Xu Chang’an’s mood, thus affecting her own.

“Cultivation… is inherently dull.” Xu Chang’an hugged Yun Qian’s waist, comforting: “Endure it.”

“I’m enduring.” Yun Qian, just waking, felt lethargic and spoke weakly.

“Miss, where did you cultivate today?” Xu Chang’an asked.

“In the courtyard.” Yun Qian replied truthfully.

“So, you didn’t let Senior Wen inside the house?” Xu Chang’an was surprised.

Yun Qian calmly answered: “I called her to see the words you wrote; she chose not to come inside.”

“…I… alright, sort out your own matters, just don’t interrupt cultivation.”

“You? How was your day?”

“Me?”

Xu Chang’an thought briefly, sharing the shopping and Trial Tower events with Yun Qian. Regretfully, he said: “Unfortunately, today’s Dao Discussion Arena collapsed too quickly. I still wanted…”

As he spoke, Xu Chang’an noticed Yun Qian’s body stiffening. He glanced at her, understanding, and said: “Miss doesn’t need to worry. It’s just a scratch on my face; the Trial Tower’s danger only hurts, not causing real injury.”

“…Pain is already very annoying.” Yun Qian lifted her head slightly: “You love fighting so much?”

She dislikes pain.

Even when washing her hair, if Xu Chang’an’s hand was slightly heavy, he feels guilty, not to mention other things.

“This isn’t a fight.” Xu Chang’an said: “It’s preparing for potential future scenarios.”

“Whatever you say.” Yun Qian after a pause, sighed gently, lay on the bed, pulling his sleeve over her eyes, muffling her voice: “As long as you’re happy.”

She won’t watch from now on.

Thinking a bit, Yun Qian suddenly sat up.

Her husband has solutions for injury, but… letting Spiritual Qi enter her belly is absolutely unacceptable, non-negotiable.

Keep her daughter’s place–non-negotiable.

Yun Qian stared at Xu Chang’an, somewhat puzzled, then comfortably lay down once more.

Her inability to cultivate, her husband will find solutions, so she just needs to relax.

This was also a decent experience.

“I’m hungry.” Yun Qian repeated.

“…Hmm, I’ll prepare some pastries first, then cook when the time comes.” Xu Chang’an thought of the Spirit-Eating Worm, heading into the kitchen.

While they can’t eat now, Miss Yun needs to adapt.

—-

Soon after.

Xu Chang’an appeared with a plate of snacks, coughed lightly: “Miss, try these.”

Yun Qian looked at the platter of small, poorly shaped worm-like snacks, slowly raised her head, speaking softly.

“Are you… bullying me?”