Chapter 707: Chapter 707: Why Is Your Mind Full of Dirty Thoughts? Chapter 707: Chapter 707: Why Is Your Mind Full of Dirty Thoughts? Xue Qiu scratched its white fluff and offered a rotten idea from the sidelines, “Give him some medicine to make him obey honestly! Whatever position he wants to take, the ancestors will decide!”

Bai Chuwei glanced sideways, her eyes full of disdain, “What’s with all the yellow waste in your head? So depraved!”

“You know what a soulmate is? Do you?”

Xue Qiu fell silent. When the ancestors started to attack it verbally, its status really had dropped.

They were not even cultivation partners bound by a contract, not to mention having spirit union, nor were they soulmates!

Bai Chuwei’s voice was even more disdainful, “Right, you should watch less of those one-night-stand CEO stories. A single rat with nothing but improper thoughts in its head, you’re already poor at cultivation, and this will destabilize your dao heart.”

Xue Qiu: ‘…’
The ancestors now spend every day thinking about how to first do this and then do that with President Duan. How come her dao heart isn’t unstable?

Excuses.

All excuses.

The corners of Bai Chuwei’s lips curved up as she wrote vigorously under the desk lamp…

The temperature dropped further in the early morning, but having entered the path of cultivation, such cold was nothing to fear.

The sky outside was hazy, with the light of early winter rising later, and it wasn’t fully bright yet.

Duan Feihan woke up early, his biological clock alerting him before six. Opening his eyes, he gazed at the ceiling but didn’t get up immediately, as if he could still smell a trace of medicine near his pillow.

Duan Feihan was slightly surprised; Bai Chuwei had been clingy last night, even burrowing into his blankets.

However, after one night, her faint medicinal scent in the bedding had dissipated. Why was there such a strong smell of medicine?

Duan Feihan sat up, lifted the blanket, and was about to get out of bed when his footsteps halted instantly.

A flicker of astonishment passed through his eyes, and then they deepened like the sea.

Next to his bed, a spirit plant had bloomed overnight. Things like ginseng and Snow Lotus had ripened in the pot, although they were a bit small.

This was the seed that Bai Chuwei had scattered before she left last night.

These were all spiritual medicines Bai Chuwei liked.

Duan Feihan’s brow twitched slightly. Could it be… he had transformed from Tang Seng’s meat to a fertilizer promoting rapid growth in spiritual medicines?

The thought was a bit unpleasant.

Dressed in loose, dark PJs, Duan Feihan went downstairs first to pour himself a cup of warm water in the kitchen.

There was also a string of Buddha Beads on the table, with gold wire stringing each Sandalwood Buddhist Bead into a bracelet, the gold wire perfectly solidified together, as if the beads had been restored to their former condition.

But they had lost the ability to suppress the spiritual energy in his body, no different from ordinary ornaments now.

Even so, Duan Feihan still pocketed the Buddha Beads with care.

He returned to his bedroom, changed clothes, and called out softly, “One Million.”

A giant black snake, over ten meters long, wriggled its body and slithered in. Duan Feihan said, “Go back to Haicheng first.”

One Million, with its two red lantern-like eyes, looked at its master, baffled.

The Imperial University anniversary celebration wasn’t over in a day; it was a three-day event.

Wasn’t the master here to attend Bai Chuwei’s school celebration? Why head back to Haicheng now?

Duan Feihan’s toes touched lightly, and he landed steadily on One Million’s head. The tens of meters long serpent turned like a dragon, shooting off the balcony and soaring through the clouds, flying straight for Haicheng.

One Million was much faster than that cheap, fake fur blanket, or even an airplane.

Before the day had fully broken, Duan Feihan had already arrived at the Duan Family’s Chinese-style villa in Haicheng.

Leaping lightly from the snake’s body, Duan Feihan had a cold expression as he walked toward the study.

He had yet to open the door when an elderly voice suddenly rang in his ears, “Fourth child, let’s have a chat.”