"Of course I know my own things."
Upon hearing this, Fang Qiao suddenly perked up: "So the space I went into was yours? You knew about my comings and goings?"
“Yes.” Cheng Baidong nodded.
Fang Qiao then asked, "Since we can both enter the space, why don't you talk to me inside it?"
"Because the distance is too far," Cheng Baidong explained to Fang Qiao. "The space is extremely vast. Only by entering from the same location at the same time will you land in the same place. If you enter from different locations, your landing point will also be different. Cultivators can consciously control their landing point, but you have no cultivation, and my cultivation is practically nonexistent, so it's almost impossible for us to control our landing point. And the space is too vast. Even if two mortals walked for a year, they still wouldn't encounter each other."
“No wonder! I knew it was impossible for such a good thing to fall from the sky to fall on my head. Then…” Before Fang Qiao could ask any more questions, she suddenly saw Cheng Baidong’s handsome face looming in front of her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively closed her eyes.
She thought Cheng Baidong was going to kiss her, and her eyelashes trembled nervously, but instead she heard him chuckle softly.
"..." Okay, how embarrassing.
Fang Qiao bit her lower lip in embarrassment.
Fortunately, Cheng Baidong didn't make her feel awkward for too long, and gently placed a light kiss on her forehead.
He was mindful of his unborn daughter and restrained his longing, not going too far.
Cheng Baidong reached out and grasped Fang Qiao's fingers, pulling her into his arms and embracing her. To divert her attention and prevent her from asking any more questions, he returned to the previous topic and asked her, "The spiritual spring water in the space is a good thing. You took out several buckets. Besides feeding the chickens, what did you do with the rest of the water?"
Suddenly being held in Cheng Baidong's arms, feeling his warm breath on her cheek, Fang Qiao felt a little dizzy. She didn't press the matter further and subconsciously answered, "The rest, the rest were all used for watering the fields."
"Those cabbages in the backyard?" Cheng Bodong raised an eyebrow.
That cabbage covers almost half an acre.
Fang Qiao nodded.
Good heavens, they poured the undiluted spiritual spring water directly onto the land.
That cabbage is something else!
Eating one will strengthen your body; eating two will be comparable to taking health supplements.
"You didn't drink a drop?"
"No." Fang Qiao touched her belly, a gentle smile full of maternal tenderness spreading across her face: "I'm pregnant, how could I dare to put anything of unknown origin into my mouth?"
Cheng Baidong thought about it and agreed: "You're right, I was wrong. It's good to be cautious for the sake of the child, and that deserves praise."
Fang Qiao raised her chin arrogantly and snorted, "I don't need your praise. It's my own child, so it's only right that I be as careful as I can."
"I'm praising your composure. When I first saw the secret realm, my mind was so excited it was like mush, I had no sense of reason at all. I wanted all the good stuff, but I wasn't skilled enough and accidentally ate a handful of Valerian grass, which made me fall into a deep sleep for more than half a year." Cheng Bodong said self-deprecatingly, "Luckily there were no monsters in the space, otherwise I would have died in their bellies and wouldn't have been able to come back."
Fang Qiao's heart tightened: "A demonic beast? What's that?"
“It’s an animal from another world, and it’s quite ferocious,” Cheng Baidong explained.
Fang Qiao astutely grasped the key point: "So you went to another world after falling off the cliff?"
Monsters are creatures that don't belong in this world.
It sounds like something out of a fantasy novel that will be popular decades from now, but she hasn’t actually read it, otherwise she could compare the two.
I've only heard my nephew from my maternal family mention it a few times. The male protagonists in fantasy novels are all arrogant and cool, which is very different from Cheng Baidong's gentle and considerate personality.
Since Cheng Baidong chose to share the space with Fang Qiao, he didn't intend to hide it from her.
He only realized after he was reborn that Fang Qiao had lived a difficult life alone for thirty years in the world after his death, before finally being reborn with him.
Cheng Baidong didn't know how she had managed to survive all those years after losing her daughter, and just thinking about it made his heart ache.
He didn't know how to make up for the thirty years he had lost, so he could only vow to spend the rest of his life loving her.
Cheng Baidong hummed in agreement and said frankly, "Actually... I was already dead when I fell off the ice cliff, but I don't know why, I came back to life in another cultivation world later."
"What is the world of cultivation like? Is it like Journey to the West? Can humans and demons cultivate to become immortals?" Fang Qiao asked curiously.
Cheng Baidong shook his head: "No, it's much crueler than Journey to the West. Journey to the West is a myth that talks about the equality of all beings. Although it's not true equality of all beings, the laws and order still exist. So there are many people who become immortals, but there are no gods in that world, only a group of cultivators who are obsessed with becoming immortals."
Recalling the unpleasant past, Cheng Baidong's eyes turned cold: "In their eyes, someone like me, born of mortal origin, was nothing but an ant, unworthy of cultivating the immortality that only the upper class could cultivate. Perhaps because I did too many immoral things, that world was abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, and no one has been able to ascend to immortality for thousands of years. By the time I returned, those arrogant upper class people had been dead for countless years, and the grass on their graves had probably grown into a forest."
Fang Qiao exclaimed "Ah!" and looked at him with heartache in her watery almond-shaped eyes: "Then you must have suffered a lot, right?"
Cheng Baidong didn't expect Fang Qiao to say that.
He thought she would be excited and ask him about his adventures in the other world, but she wasn't.
Her first reaction was, 'He suffered a lot there.'
His Qiaoqiao... how could she be so good?
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