Po Xu Yuzhuang called: "Elder sister."
Finally, it was Xiao Lingdang.
"Third Sister."
The Han sisters saw Song Yan arrange them in such order and finally felt relieved. Their greatest fear was that Song Yan would return to his own world and then abandon them.
Now, this outco was acceptable.
Little Wei’Er stepped forward and looked at Ning Yunmiao, saying: "Eldest Sister."
Xiao Lingdang also unwillingly went up to greet the Eldest Sister.
Ning Yunmiao felt complicated. She was not fond of the idea of a third person joining beyond the Dao Companion, but thinking of her responsibility to "guide Song Yan and prevent him from falling into becoming a demon," she slightly nodded and then said, "You are all his wives. You must watch over him together to keep him from heading down an evil path."
Little Wei’Er said, "Yes, Eldest Sister."
Xiao Lingdang said, "Whatever the husband does is right, it’s not an evil path!"
Ning Yunmiao looked at this "rebellious one in the harem" and imdiately showed a slight chill, reprimanding, "Han Lingzi, would you only be happy if the husband turns neither human nor ghost?"
Xiao Lingdang pouted but dared not look at Song Yan, for fear of putting the husband in a difficult position. Although annoyed, she respectfully replied, "Eldest Sister is right."
...
...
Into the night...
Song Yan enjoyed the company of three won.
With Han Weizi present, Ning Yunmiao was exhausted, slumping so much she didn’t even want to move a finger.
Perhaps sharing a bed for over ten days improved the relationship among the three won slightly, though there were hidden disagreents, they no longer seed so awkward on the surface.
That day, Song Yan took Ning Yunmiao to the small Secret Realm where the seed was deeply buried.
Po Xu Yuzhuang was sitting beside the seed cultivating.
As always, she inhaled Profound Qi and exhaled the Netherworld’s Qi. The vigorous Netherworld’s Qi was like a fla burning in darkness, like a Sea Beast with fangs and claws within the deep sea.
"She’s your daughter," Song Yan reminded Ning Yunmiao who was frowning at the Netherworld’s Qi.
He was quite satisfied with their current relationship, feeling it was like having a family.
Family, once a distant word.
He never thought about it.
But now, he had a group of people who had seen his true self, were not controlled by him, yet were willing to stay by his side.
He didn’t want discord among family mbers.
Ning Yunmiao looked at the porcelain Female Cultivator who stared fearfully at her. The Female Cultivator appeared pitiful, but it was only a puppet, with an evil tree hidden inside as its true body...
"I am father’s daughter, and also the elder sister’s daughter," Po Xu Yuzhuang mustered the courage and clenched her fists.
Ning Yunmiao said, "Don’t worry, I won’t harm you."
This statent did not conflict with her principles.
Because she also regarded guiding Yuzhuang and preventing her from falling into evil as her own responsibility.
Song Yan, with a thought, suddenly held a transparent Jade Pearl in his hand.
Inside the Jade Pearl, a misty white smoke flowed, appearing dreamlike.
He had obtained it in the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss.
When he acquired it, the Jade Pearl was battling the Blood River Power within the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss, which once led him to believe there must be a Ghost Cultivator within it.
However, after so investigation, he found it was a pure pearl, with not even a Secret Realm inside.
Connecting the Yin Qi of the pearl with Po Xu Yuzhuang’s Netherworld’s Qi, and the relationship between Yin Qi’s birth Ghost Cultivators and "afterwards," Song Yan took out the pearl.
Po Xu Yuzhuang sniffed it, and the tree roots manipulated the tongue to lick it, so the root tip that erged from the hole on the tongue could get closer to the aura on the pearl.
And at the mont of contact, Po Xu Yuzhuang’s eyes opened wide, revealing an expression of extre pleasure and joy.
Song Yan watched this scene, noting to himself: No wonder Elder Ning said this object is destined with . Both Yuzhuang and the Ghost Cultivator accompanying have a connection with it.
He placed the pearl in Po Xu Yuzhuang’s hand and said, "For you."
"Really!" Po Xu Yuzhuang was ecstatic.
Ning Yunmiao seed to foresee Po Xu Yuzhuang becoming an evil giant tree. Her expression was not good, she pondered for a mont and advised, "Husband, children’s things should be given gradually. This pearl’s Yin Qi is introverted. If little Yuzhuang obtains it, and the Yin Qi impacts her, what if she loses her original intelligence?"
After saying this, she honestly admitted her true thoughts: "Junior brother, you promised to beco a Sword Cultivator of integrity, so our daughter should not beco an Evil Demon."
Song Yan took back the pearl from Po Xu Yuzhuang’s hand and handed it to Ning Yunmiao, then said, "Yuzhuang, get along well with your elder sister."
Po Xu Yuzhuang pouted, as if the lollipop she had longed for was taken away right after she got a taste of it.
Not happy.
Ning Yunmiao pulled out a Yellow-skinned Gourd from her waist, then took a cup, lightly shook the gourd, poured out the fine wine, and handed it to Po Xu Yuzhuang, saying, "This wine contains various elents of the mundane world. If you drink it, your intelligence will also improve. Consider it a small compensation for Elder Sister taking your thing."
Song Yan had known early on that Senior Sister cultivated the "mundane life," and at this mont the components of the wine were also clearly revealed to his eyes.
Besides so rare herbs, this wine contained many "thoughts."
Interestingly, these thoughts were all positive, clear, clean, pure...
Anyone who experiences the thoughts within would surely feel joyous and reflect and grow from these experiences.
Compared to the obsession of the Sea of Suffering, they were two extres.
"Senior Sister is so partial. There wasn’t such good wine in the gourd you gave before." Song Yan said.
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