"No problem." Yun Zhan nodded. "I'll go back and write it now."
"There's no need to rush," Bai Qingqing said with a smile. "Clan Chief Yun and the others will be staying here for lunch today. Young Master Yun, why don't you join them?"
"Then I'll have to trouble you," Yun Zhan said.
Bai Qingqing smiled and waved her hand, then poked her head out of the study and called out, "White Dragon Horse..."
The white dragon horse was watering the flowers when it heard this and came running over.
"Master, you were looking for me?" The white dragon horse flicked its long mane and asked, blinking its big eyes.
"Go and see if my parents, brothers, ancestor, and Master Niu are free. If they are, invite them over for lunch," Bai Qingqing said.
It's wonderful to have everyone gathered together, close-knit and lively.
Moreover, she also happened to have something to discuss with everyone.
"Okay, I'll go now." The white dragon horse nodded and galloped off again.
The Turtle Prime Minister, with great foresight, picked up the watering can that the White Dragon Horse had placed aside and continued the important task of watering.
"Miss Bai seems to really enjoy lively occasions," Yun Zhan said.
"I don't think anyone in this world likes being alone, right?" Bai Qingqing asked rhetorically, resting her chin on her hand.
“Cultivators are mostly lonely,” Yun Zhan said.
Let's talk about him.
From the beginning of his cultivation journey to becoming a God Emperor, he had very few people around him who could be considered true friends.
The main reason is that he practices regularly and goes into seclusion from time to time.
This seclusion lasted for many years.
Where do I find the time to maintain relationships?
"Perhaps." Bai Qingqing nodded, then looked up and smiled, "However, I don't like being alone. I like it when everyone is together, having a lively time."
“If Miss Bai says so, then I’ll take it seriously.” Yun Zhan also smiled and said, “I will definitely come to bother you often in the future.”
"Welcome, welcome," Bai Qingqing said with a smile.
"I wonder what my grandfather and the others are busy with now? Is there anything I can do to help?" Yun Zhan asked.
“They’re building dormitories.” Bai Qingqing stood up and said, “Let’s go take a look.”
I wonder how far things are going.
If it's too slow, we'll ask the disciples in the sect to come and help us in a bit.
“Okay.” Yun Zhan nodded and followed Bai Qingqing into the backyard.
Before even getting close, Yun Zhan saw the verdant little two-story building.
I couldn't help but stumble.
Green, green fog bamboo...
They're all Azure Mist Divine Bamboo...
Holy crap, using a Primordial Spirit Root to build a house...
From now on, these ten people will no longer need to cultivate; they can cultivate on their own while sleeping inside.
This is only one of the benefits.
If one lives in this house built of the Azure Mist Bamboo for a long time, one can even comprehend supreme spiritual techniques.
However, this depends on opportunity and one's comprehension.
Very few people can grasp it.
Therefore, it is not recorded in most ancient books.
He stumbled upon this book by chance when he was the God Emperor and enjoyed browsing through his collection of books.
"It's finished so quickly?" Bai Qingqing stepped forward quickly, looked it over, and a hint of surprise appeared between her brows.
It's really well built.
It was exactly the dormitory she had imagined.
"Because we have Mr. Luo's blueprints, it's relatively easy to build," Luo Xingran said, wiping the sweat from her forehead, somewhat guiltily.
“Yes, Miss Bai’s blueprints are still the best,” Yun Yue added.
Zheng Wu Hui's mouth was a step too slow, missing this wave.
I was so annoyed I wanted to stomp my feet.
Bai Qingqing smiled and waved her hand, then went inside and took a look around.
"We're still missing some pillows, blankets, teacups, teapots, and the like. We'll go to Tianyuan City to buy some this afternoon," Bai Qingqing said, looking up at everyone.
After scanning the room, he said, "Yunhong, I'll leave this matter to you."
Unfortunately, I couldn't remember any of the other names besides this one.
Yun Hong stood up straight excitedly and said repeatedly, "Don't worry, Miss Bai, I will definitely handle it well."
The other nine people also looked at Yun Hong with envy.
Yun Yue glanced smugly at Luo Xingran and Zheng Wuhui, thinking that only the sons of his Yun family could be so promising.
Bai Qingqing noticed that there was still half a piece of green bamboo left on the side.
I thought about it for a moment, and then picked it up.
Then, noticing a short blade tucked into Yun Hong's waist, he asked, "Yun Hong, could I borrow your short blade for a moment?"
"Okay." Yun Hong replied, then handed over the short blade with both hands.
Bai Qingqing took it and began to whittle the bamboo.
Seeing this, Yun Hong quickly stopped her, saying, "Miss Bai..."
That short blade was merely a Xuan-grade weapon; it couldn't even cut through the Azure Mist Divine Bamboo.
However, before he could finish speaking, Bai Qingqing swiftly cut the bamboo into several pieces, as if slicing tofu.
He choked right there.
Are Xuan-grade spiritual artifacts really that powerful?
Bai Qingqing looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yunhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and, in a moment of inspiration, said, "I just suddenly thought, should we buy some buckets when we go shopping this afternoon?"
"Why do you need to buy a bucket?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"For watering vegetables," Yun Hong said.
"No need, I've already made all the farming tools. I'll have Wukong take you there to see them later." As Bai Qingqing spoke, she had already carved out ten bamboo tablets.
It is indeed quite square, but it's not very aesthetically pleasing.
Bai Qingqing looked it over for a moment, then began carving patterns on the side.
Soon, ten exquisite bamboo plaques were carved.
Bai Qingqing nodded in satisfaction.
"Who lives in this room?" Bai Qingqing asked as she walked to the leftmost dormitory room on the first floor.
“Miss Bai, this is my room. I am Luo Zixing from the Luo family,” Luo Zixing stepped forward and said.
Upon hearing this, Bai Qingqing gave Luo Zixing an approving look.
This young man is really savvy.
Then Bai Qingqing took a brush, dipped it in golden ink, and wrote Luo Zixing's name on the bamboo plaque with flowing strokes.
The moment Bai Qingqing finished her last stroke, Luo Zixing uncontrollably surged to a higher realm.
Luo Zixing was so surprised he almost jumped up.
"Young Luo, calm down," Wukong immediately transmitted his voice, "If you dare to spout nonsense and ruin your master's cultivation of the mortal realm, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
Luo Zixing quickly took two deep breaths to barely suppress the excitement in his heart.
Our ancestor was truly amazing.
Such a powerful figure, you can just grab him without hesitation.
In the future, he must learn diligently from his ancestor.
Bai Qingqing took a nail from the system space and neatly nailed Luo Zixing's nameplate to his door.
Then, Bai Qingqing did the same thing again, writing name tags for the other nine people.
That way, we'll remember their names, won't we?
Hmm, I'm really smart.
Yun Yue, Luo Xingran, and Zheng Wuhui were all at a loss for words, no longer able to express their envy.
A major realm is a minor matter; the key is Miss Bai's calligraphy.
How come these ten little brats are so lucky?
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