The little white fox thus fell into a deep sleep!
Feeling both guilty and anxious, Yingbao quickly placed the little white fox into the spiritual spring and waited for a very long time until the little white fox's condition improved...
Ten days in the space are equivalent to one hour outside.
While cultivating in the space, Yingbao kept a close eye on the movement of the spiritual spring water so that she could detect any unforeseen events that might happen to the little white fox.
After an unknown amount of time, a clear voice like that of a lark rang out, "Yingbao, don't worry, I'm fine. I... had some enlightenment in the spiritual spring water, so I'm cultivating here to break through."
"Little White, Little White... Is that you?" Yingbao excitedly asked the little white fox in the spirit spring water repeatedly to confirm, but unfortunately, the little white fox remained motionless.
Yingbao thought she was hallucinating, that she was possessed!
I felt a little disappointed!
In an instant, the voice in my mind said, "Yingbao, it's me. You're not hallucinating." I'm calling you using a long-lost telepathic technique from my mother's clan.
It is not asleep because it is sick, but because it is cultivating itself.
Yingbao, after understanding and realizing the situation, temporarily put aside her chaotic mind and focused on cultivation.
Concentrated practice leads to noticeable improvement and results.
She has already made some progress, having cultivated to the fifth level of the "Absolute Compassion Heart Sutra," where she can reach the point of "all fruits blooming simultaneously and all fruits uniting as one."
It means that one fruit can turn into tens of thousands of fruits that can attack different places and people at the same time. They can also be combined to fight one enemy, making it impossible for him to even find his grandmother's house!
Without further ado, she needed to go find her father, Ye Tianyong, to discuss it.
Ye Tianyong was still in the backyard processing the wooden sticks he had brought back that morning, splitting them into small sections in preparation for cooking.
Yingbao hopped to the backyard in a few steps and called out to Ye Tianyong in her babyish voice, "Daddy, Daddy, I have something important to discuss with you. Are you done with your work?"
Ye Tianyong looked up at his precious daughter, put down the firewood he was chopping, and immediately asked, "Yingbao, what do you want from your father?"
"Daddy, come closer? Let's have a private chat!" Yingbao said mysteriously.
Ye Tianyong couldn't quite grasp his daughter's thoughts, so he obediently sped up, walked over, squatted down with his dark and tall body, and leaned in to listen.
"Daddy, let's do business and make big money!" Yingbao whispered, stretching out her chubby little white hand and tugging at Ye Tianyong's ear.
What?
Did I hear that right?
Ye Tianyong looked at Yingbao with a constipated expression, as if to say, "Are you just dreaming?"
If Yingbao weren't his beloved little daughter, he probably would have actually said it.
If it were Xiao Mingchen, he would have arranged everything perfectly...
"Ying, Yingbao, what kind of business are you planning to do? Why can't you just come up with something on a whim?" Ye Tianyong stammered, his voice tinged with hesitation.
Father, why are you stuttering?
You won't be happy, will you?
I'll stop thinking about it now; important matters need to be addressed.
"Daddy, I want to sell braised skewers?" Yingbao asked hopefully, hoping Ye Tianyong would agree.
"Skewers? Braised skewers? What's that?" Ye Tianyong was completely confused after hearing Yingbao's words.
Yingbao patiently explained, "It's like stringing together abacus stems, like sweet and sour candied hawthorns." Our family cut the meat and vegetables into small pieces and strung them together.
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