Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Gu Chaoyan lovingly patted the Dragonman’s head.
The Dragonman slightly turned its head, just enough for Gu Chaoyan to place her hand on its head, allowing her to gently stroke it without any resistance.
“I’m not underestimating you, but this task is more suited for the White Deer, so I’ve entrusted it to him, you see? If there’s a task better suited for you, I’ll certainly call upon you. When have I ever been polite with you?” Gu Chaoyan explained in a gentle and reassuring tone.
The Dragonman’s anger had already dissipated with Gu Chaoyan’s affectionate touch.
Hearing her explanation, it naturally didn’t take offense at all.
Still, it remained sowhat haughty.
But it refrained from causing any further trouble and retreated into Gu Chaoyan’s arms to continue recuperating.
It was still quite young and lacked significant energy.
Gu Chaoyan felt confident after setting up the array formation in an appropriate location.
No one raised any objections to Gu Chaoyan’s plan.
Now, they simply had to wait for the arrival of the Paragon Martial God expert.
During the night, Gu Chaoyan didn’t rest; instead, she ditated.
Having reached the Paragon Martial Saint Realm, her energy consumption and need for rest had significantly diminished.
In her room, there was a bathtub, and Gu Chaoyan filled it with water from the spiritual spring. She sat in the water, recuperating. The sensation of the spiritual spring water was reminiscent of the one on Wuyuan Island, but the spiritual energy in this spring water was even more potent. Gu Chaoyan observed that her cultivation wasn’t growing, but her spiritual roots were being nourished.
And so, the night passed swiftly.
She erged from the bathtub, dried herself off, donned her white attire, and felt refreshed.
Ever since Sword One and Lingyun started pursuing their own endeavors, Gu Chaoyan had grown accustod to being self-sufficient. As her cultivation level rose, her requirents for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation had diminished significantly.
For instance, her clothing; due to her cultivation and spiritual energy, her attire was often automatically purified by spiritual energy, negating the need for constant washing.
When thoughts of Sword One and Lingyun crossed her mind, she brushed them aside.
After leaving her room, she waited.
Waiting for soone to arrive.
Given the current circumstances, even if they didn’t co today, they would likely appear tomorrow.
During this interval, Gu Chaoyan engaged in conversation with Mada Yan and Yan Shuang.
Yan Shuang had never ntioned Zhou Huaijin, but Gu Chaoyan understood that she was concerned about him and didn’t wish to distract her, so she refrained from asking.
After chatting for a while, Yan Shuang expressed so apprehension. “I’m worried that the Zhang Family won’t co today.”
Yan Shuang had barely finished speaking when the household servants approached, looking anxious, and hurriedly reported a distressing developnt.
Yan Shuang realized that she had overestimated the Zhang Family’s discretion. When villains gained power, they often flaunted it recklessly. How could they pass up any opportunity to do so?
“Let’s go and see what’s happening,” Gu Chaoyan suggested, leading the Yan Family towards the commotion.
“Old Master, Madam!” The servants at the scene wore helpless expressions. Although they had attempted to prevent the disturbance, it was clear they hadn’t succeeded, leading them to report their failure with guilt.
“It’s alright. You may leave..”
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