519. Not Spoiling You For Nothing

Seeing Hu Liena’s gloomy expression, Bibi Dong couldn’t help but be slightly amused.

Adjusting her posture, she turned to Ling Yuan, who was peeking her head over the fence outside.

"You too! Go do what you’re supposed to do."

"Understood!"

Ling Yuan quickly ran in the direction of the alchemy hall.

It seemed...

Her Majesty was quite curious about Miss Lingling. If that’s the case, the paintings she prepared would definitely suit Her Majesty’s tastes.

"Grandmaster, Little Fei Die wants to help too!"

Little Fei Die quickly stood up and ran to Bibi Dong’s side, volunteering eagerly.

"Sure, let’s say this is your way of taking a little break~"

Bibi Dong agreed with a smile, gently cupping the little face and giving it a soft rub.

"Alright, let’s get started."


---

The so-called storage room wasn’t much different from Hu Liena’s or the others’ rooms. It just needed tidying up and a new window installed.

For soul masters, such a task wasn’t particularly troublesome or exhausting.

In less than two hours, Qian Renjue’s new bedroom was ready, with only Little Fei Die still wiping down the table. Bibi Dong and Hu Liena had already gone back to bathe and change.


---

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Inside the master bedroom, Hu Liena’s confused voice, tinged with reluctance, suddenly rang out.

"Sit down and behave."

Fresh from her bath, Bibi Dong was dressed in a nightgown with a casual men’s coat draped over her shoulders. She gently pushed Hu Liena into the chair in front of the vanity.

"Teacher will help you."

Bibi Dong’s jade-like hands rested lightly by Hu Liena’s ears, softly tucking away a few strands of hair.

In the mirror, her gentle smile was reflected.

Hu Liena settled down, looking into the clear reflection, her voice soft.

"Thank you, Teacher~"

"Now tell me, are you feeling a little upset inside?"

Bibi Dong smiled, nodding as she asked.

"…"

Hu Liena pursed her lips, her spirits low, and replied quietly,
"Teacher, don’t you feel upset too?"

"You!"

Bibi Dong’s expression shifted slightly but quickly softened again.

"Hmph! That’s my flesh and blood. Of course, I have feelings about it."

"But you!"

Bibi Dong grabbed Hu Liena’s delicate face and playfully scolded her.

"Teacher is comforting you, and this is how you respond? Do you even want to be part of this family?"

"Ah! Teacher~"

Hu Liena covered her warm, slightly reddened face and hurriedly said,
"Of course I do! I’m sorry. Nana knows she was wrong."

"Good. As long as you understand."

Bibi Dong smiled, letting go of her face and holding Hu Liena by the shoulders with a gentle expression.

Hu Liena lowered her gaze, raising a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear.

Though her face was red from the scolding, Bibi Dong’s support eased the weight in her heart.

"Teacher, Nana is fine…"

"Are you really fine?"

Bibi Dong bent slightly, embracing Hu Liena’s slender frame and resting her head on her shoulder. Her phoenix-like eyes gleamed with encouragement and affection.

"Nana~ Teacher is really looking forward to the day you officially call me ‘Mom.’"

"Hmm~"

Hu Liena’s sincere expression softened with emotion. She hugged Bibi Dong back, tilted her head, and hesitated before placing a gentle kiss on her cheek.


Bibi Dong Fears Hearing That “Dinosaur Versus Wolf” Noise Again

She especially didn’t want to see anything unsightly!

“Hmm~ Nana understands. Actually, I’m not in such a hurry either,” Hu Liena replied as clarity returned to her thoughts.

With her senior brother and teacher both supporting her, there was no need to rush to get closer.

Ultimately, this household was still under the teacher’s control.

At least, for most trivial matters—after all, life is built on those.


---

Golden light stretched across the mountain peaks as the sun began to set.

Qian Renjue didn’t dare delay and returned home in time to enjoy dinner with his mother.

After a warm moment together, he planned to head back to his room and relax.

“Jue! What are you doing in your mother’s room? Get up!”

Bibi Dong’s tone was both amused and annoyed as she pulled Qian Renjue off the couch.

“Jue, I’m not used to it yet,” Qian Renjue said with an awkward laugh, scratching his head as his feet dangled in the air.

“That’s alright,” Bibi Dong replied with a smile that quickly turned icy. Her voice, though soft, carried a dangerous undertone:
“Jue will make sure you remember~”

Before Qian Renjue could respond, Bibi Dong tossed him straight out the window.

Though he flew through the window, there wasn’t the sound of him hitting the ground.

Clap, clap!

Bibi Dong dusted her hands with a satisfied look.

“That brat… at least he wasn’t spoiled for nothing.”


---

In the kitchen, Little Fei Die peeked her head out, her hands still covered in bubbles, looking confused.

“Little Aunt, where did Uncle go?”

“Senior brother has already gone to his room. It’s probably his spatial ability,” another voice responded.

“Uncle is amazing!”

“Yes, very impressive.”


---

Bang!

Inside Qian Renjue’s new bedroom, a golden figure landed heavily on the bed, producing a muffled thud.

Qian Renjue laughed, adjusted his collar, and caught his breath.
Lying in the room by himself felt a little unfamiliar.

Before long, there was a knock at the door, and Xiao Fei Die’s crisp voice called out:
“Little Uncle, Grandmaster asked you to take a bath first.”

Qian Renjue sat up, glanced around the room, and, seeing no bathroom, replied,
“Understood. I’ll be there right away.”


---

As Qian Renjue stood under the curtain of water, far away, outside Soto City at Shrek Academy, Tang San, still nursing his injuries, knocked on a teacher’s door.

A one-eyed man with cropped hair peeked out, looked left and right, then pulled Tang San inside.

“Xiao San, you still haven’t given up on cultivating your second spirit?”

Behind a screen, Yu Xiaogang’s hoarse voice sounded. He sat on a chamber pot, wearing a cotton outfit. His condition, worsened by snake venom, had left him with lasting health issues.

The meal Tang San had brought earlier had upset his stomach, leaving him restless all night.

“Ah~ Oooh~”

Yu Xiaogang’s voice was... unsettling.

Outside the screen, Tang San’s face turned a shade resembling liver, a look of disgust on his face.

It seemed he had come at the wrong time.

Pinching his nose, he spoke in a muffled voice:
“Teacher, I’ve made up my mind. The Blue Silver Grass has no spirit skills and no potential—it will only bring me shame!”

Fighting through the room’s unpleasant stench, Tang San clenched his fist, filled with hatred toward his martial spirit and bitterness toward Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San was proud. He couldn’t bear the scornful looks and ridicule from others.

The entirely useless Blue Silver Grass... it was a humiliation he couldn’t bring himself to show!

“Xiao San, I understand your feelings. I truly do!”

Yu Xiaogang’s strained, hoarse voice carried a heavy empathy.

He, too, had once been proud.

As the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, his identity had been glorious. But fate played a cruel joke.

His martial spirit mutated into a pig-like form, leaving him with only half a level of innate spirit power.

He had fallen from heaven into hell, from the spotlight to becoming a lifelong failure unable to surpass level 30.

He became a disgrace to his family, dragging them into shame. His position plummeted within the clan, and he was mocked relentlessly.

The harsh words, malicious curses, and ridicule had left him in agony.

Even now, just recalling it made his lips pale and his body tremble.

Those past memories haunted him like nightmares.

“Ugh! Ahhh~”

Hearing Yu Xiaogang’s unsettling sounds, Tang San’s faint empathy vanished, replaced by revulsion.

It was indeed nauseating.