Life in the realm of the gods was more peaceful than I had imagined.
Perhaps because of the presence of her family and friends, Song Tingwan seemed to be living as comfortably as before.
She studied alchemy books every day, and the Fuxuan clan even had alchemists personally teaching her and her young apprentices.
The master and apprentice studied together diligently, and Baili Xijiang later discovered his master's terrifying talent.
Why can Master understand something after just one listen, and even be able to refine elixirs?
He's still figuring out what it means!
Frustrated, Baili Xijiang stayed with Qin Xi. One held his face and sighed, while the other swung a sledgehammer to forge weapons.
"Isn't this what should be done? Otherwise, how could Wan'er be your master?"
"Could it be that you're used to being flattered by those people in the lower realms, and you're unhappy because you see Wan'er's great talent?"
As Qin Xi spoke, she felt that the shawl around her arm was in the way, so she tore it off, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into Baili Xijiang's arms.
"Hold this for me."
Baili Xijiang obediently caught it, pulling it into his arms while sighing.
"I know, I just feel very frustrated, but I admire my master even more now."
"It feels like starting from scratch in the realm of gods. You have to admit, I'm actually looking forward to it."
Baili Xijiang rested one cheek on his hand, imagining the kind of glory they would create in the divine realm in the future.
"Don't get your hopes up yet. Your uncle and A Yao and A Ji are now permanent residents of the Xuancheng sparring arena. Their daily progress is terrifying to me."
"We need to catch up with them quickly."
Even after reaching the realm of gods, Qin Xi still wanted to forge even better things, and continued to forge weapons for his companions.
Qin Xi took a break, wiped his sweat, and his eyes were filled with a desire to strive.
Baili Xijiang grinned and said, "Alright, then I'll go refine pills too. You... don't tire yourself out."
He got up and ran, disappearing from sight before he could finish speaking.
Qin Xi put his hands on his hips and laughed. He was always so natural when expressing concern to others, but he always seemed a little shy towards her.
However… she herself is also like that.
Qin Xi chuckled to himself and continued refining the weapon.
The trio went to spar again today. The little apprentice went to play with Qin Yuanyuan. Song Tingwan had some free time, so she specially went to find her parents who were playing the zither and drinking tea.
"Uncle Zhu? Awan still misses him."
Wu Shu was stunned and put down the teacup in her hand.
Song Tingwan nodded and carefully held the several sections of bamboo in her hands.
The music gradually stopped, and Song Chaoxuan took a sip of tea, glancing sideways with a smile as he listened.
He was a senior who had disappeared from their memories, but Awan remembered him for many years.
Wu Shu sighed softly, "The puppet has completed its mission and will not..."
As the woman spoke, her gaze fell on the bamboo in her daughter's hand, and she suddenly paused.
To her surprise, she picked up a piece of bamboo, which, under the influence of divine power, faintly retained a trace of life.
"The puppet has actually developed its own will to live..."
“Awan, just keep it as a regular bamboo. Maybe one day, your Uncle Bamboo will come back.”
Wu Shu smiled gently at her daughter, never expecting that the puppet she had painstakingly hidden from the heavens and thrown down would develop its own consciousness.
However, judging from what Awan said, she is a very good elder. The soil in the divine realm has been nourished by divine power for countless years, so perhaps this bamboo can still survive.
"Okay, thank you, Mother."
Song Tingwan's eyes lit up with joy as she carefully carried her bamboo back to the courtyard.
"Wait, there's still some fairy dew here. Water it after you plant it, and you might be surprised by the results."
After a moment's hesitation, Wu Shu took out the rare celestial dew to fulfill her daughter's wish.
Song Tingwan smiled with emotion, said goodbye to her parents again, took the dew and walked away quickly.
You can imagine how anxious they were.
As her graceful figure slowly disappeared, Song Chaoxuan smiled and said to his wife, "The Immortal Dew is so rare that others would fight over it, yet you, Madam, have given it to a puppet."
Wu Shu smiled and glared at him. "I noticed that Awan is very fond of that Uncle Zhu. I've been absent from their lives for so many years, only busy stuffing them with a bunch of treasures. This is the first time Awan has come to me, so I have to fulfill her wish."
She was not there when her two daughters needed her most, and Wu Shu always wanted to make up for it in some way.
So the two sisters used the best food, drink and other necessities, and also prepared everything for their friends.
“They all understand your good intentions, Madam, you don’t need to feel too indebted.”
Song Chaoxuan spoke softly, and Wu Shu sighed, "It's precisely because they are so sensible that they are even more heartbreaking."
The elderly father and mother looked in the direction their daughter had left, filled with emotion.
After Song Tingwan carefully planted the bamboo and watered it with immortal dew, Shen Zhuochuan suddenly appeared behind her.
She turned around and was startled by the man.
Shen Zhuochuan stepped forward with a smile, "What are you doing so happily? Your dress is all dirty."
Song Tingwan casually set up a barrier, her eyes sparkling with joy as she pulled him down to sit. "Mother said Uncle Zhu still has hope, and she even gave me some fairy dew to water him with."
The two sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard. Shen Zhuochuan listened to her vivid and expressive speech and felt happy for her.
I had heard about this senior before, and I felt quite regretful at the time.
This time, she can finally have one less regret.
"Then let's look for more things like fairy dew in the future to help Uncle Zhu return as soon as possible."
Song Tingwan smiled and nodded.
"Why are you back so early today?" she asked, her excitement fading.
Shen Zhuochuan then became serious. "The Dragon Clan of the Divine Realm has come looking for us and wants Xiao Hei and me to go back to the Dragon Clan with them."
Song Tingwan was somewhat surprised, then smiled and said, "It's time to go."
Shen Zhuochuan thought so too.
I can't live off the Fu Xuan clan and my in-laws for the rest of my life.
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