Wen Zixing noticed the young girl who suddenly came over to Lu Yaoyao and said something sarcastic out of the blue. He couldn’t help but give her a few more glances.
Murong Liluo looked around and noticed Wen Zixing, Chao Muxue, and others who had gathered here after her loud comment. She walked over confidently and said, “You can see His Venerable, right? Take me there.” She used a commanding tone, which was quite displeasing.
Lu Yaoyao understood that Murong Liluo had overheard their conversation. Before Lu Yaoyao could respond, Wen Zixing snorted, “This junior sister, have you learned how to fly on a sword? What’s your cultivation level? More importantly, who are you to just demand us to take you? Are we very familiar with you?”
“You!” Murong Liluo’s eyes suddenly reddened, and she turned and ran away.
Wen Zixing scratched the back of his head, wondering, “Was I too harsh?” This girl had a bit of a bad temper, but she was ultimately a minor character with few scenes, no more than a cannon fodder. Should he have gone easier on her?
Lu Yaoyao shook her head. She watched Murong Liluo’s retreating figure, lost in thought.
“What are you looking at, Yaoyao?”
“Is she trying to be friends with us?”
Wen Zixing was puzzled. “Why would you think that?”
“Look at her, she keeps coming over again and again, as if to show her presence. Isn’t there a saying that goes, ‘if you like someone, you tease them’?” Lu Yaoyao’s reasoning was entirely plausible. While Murong Liluo acted provocatively every time, she hadn’t actually caused any substantial harm or gained any advantage.
Wen Zixing nodded thoughtfully. “That makes sense.” When he was younger, he used to pull the braids of the girl sitting in front of him, teasing her constantly just to get her attention. As a result, he was taken to the principal’s office and had his parents informed.
Lu Yaoyao shook her head. This Murong Liluo was several years younger than her, and a spoiled rich girl on top of that. Her first impression of her wasn’t good, and she didn’t really want to be friends with her.
Clearly, the others felt the same way, and they didn’t pay any more attention to this incident, continuing their practice.
Chao Muxue and Du Qianshan didn’t continue practicing flying swords; instead, they talked to Lu Yaoyao and Wen Zixing about their insights when absorbing qi into their bodies, hoping that the two could start their formal cultivation sooner.
Lu Yaoyao was deeply touched. Although she didn’t really need their instruction, she appreciated their kind gestures.
After class, Lu Yaoyao wasn’t idle; she had to rush back to the South Fifth Peak. Her Master was strict with her studies, and she still had to attend a one-on-one intensive lecture with her Master. In the evening, while she was burying herself in homework at her desk, Yao Jiuxiao appeared silently.
Lu Yaoyao looked up and saw her father standing in front of her. She immediately tossed her brush aside and jumped onto the table, rushing over to him. “Father!”
Yao Jiuxiao caught the little girl with one hand and expertly held her in his arms.
“Father—” After such a long time apart, Lu Yaoyao snuggled with Yao Jiuxiao for a moment and then eagerly shared, “Master praised me again today. Your daughter is indeed brilliant. Master said I’m a one-in-hundred-year rare alchemy genius!” Lu Yaoyao was elated. As expected, she truly was the most extraordinarily clever child!
Yao Jiuxiao responded, his eyes briefly scanning the papers on the table.
Lu Yaoyao noticed her Father’s gaze and, with her short legs swinging, said, “Master says that memorizing something a hundred times is not as good as copying it once by hand. I’m currently copying the Four Books of Alchemy.”
The corners of Yao Jiuxiao’s lips curled up slightly. He was naturally proud seeing his little daughter so diligent in her studies. “Have you finished copying?” He asked.
Lu Yaoyao shook her head. “Master didn’t specify a deadline for the assignment, only that I should copy it well for him.” She then looked up at Yao Jiuxiao with shining eyes. “Father, I have so much I want to talk to you about.”
There were too many things she wanted to talk about, and for a moment, Lu Yaoyao didn’t know where to start. She stared at her Father for a while, then finally asked, “Father, do you know about Daddy’s identity? Do both of you know each other’s identities?”
Based on various clues, Lu Yaoyao felt it was impossible for them not to know each other’s identities, but she had never heard her Father or Daddy personally confirm it.
Yao Jiuxiao’s gaze paused for a moment before he nodded in response.
“So, are those rumors true?” Lu Yaoyao thought of the rumors she had heard on her journey, plus the contents of the storybooks she loved to read. Since there was no smoke without fire, she was worried about whether the rumors were true or not. Did Father and Daddy really have an irreparable blood feud, or were they just opposing forces because of their different positions? How should she handle it?
Yao Jiuxiao didn’t know which rumors his daughter was referring to, but in the case of him and Lu Qingyu, the rumors that circulated were practically similar in nature. His voice turned softer, “Regardless of whatever might exist between me and your Daddy, we won’t make it difficult for you, so you don’t need to worry.”
This was an unspoken consensus between him and Lu Qingyu.
Lu Yaoyao understood what her Father meant. Her eyebrows furrowed. Rumors were always exaggerated, but if they were even 80-90% true, it meant that despite half of her blood being from their mortal enemy, neither Father nor Daddy hated her for this, and they always loved her regardless. Should she consider herself lucky?
But… how could she not worry?
“Father and Daddy must always be with me, and if I lose either of you, I’ll die of heartbreak.” She rubbed her face against his.
Yao Jiuxiao lowered his gaze. “A kid should not talk about death so easily.”
“Alright!” Lu Yaoyao raised her chubby wrist and waved it. “One more thing, Father. Daddy said that you put a seal on me. Can you help me undo it?”
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