Yun Qingyue didn't want to admit that she had recovered her mories at all.
However, it was her Master who had asked, and she naturally dared not conceal it, so she had no choice but to acknowledge it. But the more she did so, the more embarrassed she felt, even wanting to hide her face in her wings to avoid facing the others' subtle gazes.
Qingyu and the others weren't fools; they naturally saw Yun Qingyue's embarrassnt at a glance, and with a mont's thought, could understand what she was embarrassed about.
Zhu Baiyi, her birth mother, was the first to break into laughter, recalling Little Swan Goose's petty grudge-holding manner and wanting to tease her a bit. However, before she could speak, Qingyu, who knew her well, saw through her intentions and gently poked her in the back. Zhu Baiyi imdiately fell silent, then cast a resentful glance at Qingyu, as if accusing her of favoritism.
Qingyu ignored the resentful gaze beside her and didn't ntion anything that might embarrass her disciple, continuing to ask: "It's good that you've recovered your mories. Qingyue, do you feel any discomfort now? How much of your cultivation has been restored?"
Perhaps because Qingyu's attitude was so normal, the embarrassnt in Yun Qingyue's heart eased sowhat. She shifted slightly, allowing her awkwardly positioned talon to co down, this ti not daring to grip the branch too tightly: "Thank you for your concern, Master. This disciple is well in all respects." After a pause, she added: "As for my cultivation, it's similar to before, though I feel there's still room for advancent."
The advancent she ntioned now was naturally not the normal improvent through cultivation, but the benefits brought by her ancestral return—after all, having absorbed the essence of an entire dragon skeleton, if her cultivation didn't have so breakthroughs, the absorbed dragon bones would probably be dissatisfied.
After explaining her own situation, Yun Qingyue's gaze fell on Qingyu, easily noticing that her Master's aura was even more imposing than before. Combined with the mories she had integrated from Little Swan Goose, she naturally knew about the tribulation the group had encountered upon leaving the ruins, so she respectfully added: "This disciple congratulates Master on breaking through to the Great Achievent realm."
The higher a cultivator's level, the more difficult it beca to advance. Among the five Peak Masters of the Xuanqing Sect, all were at the Fusion realm. The Sect Leader, with the highest cultivation, had reached late-stage Fusion long ago but had been stagnant at this level for hundreds of years, and the other Peak Masters were no exception.
Qingyu was the youngest among the five Peak Masters. Previously, her cultivation had only been middling among them, inferior to both the Sect Leader and the Peak Master of Mount Luoxing. But now she had surpassed her fellow disciples, leaping into the Great Achievent realm thanks to the inheritance from the ruins. From now on, she could join the ranks of the Supre Elders, becoming one of the top figures in the cultivation world.
Facing her disciple's congratulations, Qingyu naturally accepted them, then casually gave Yun Qingyue a pile of resources—Little Swan Goose still had room to grow, and now that she was wealthy, raising a disciple who was also like a daughter was completely manageable.
It wasn't the first ti Master had bestowed resources, and Yun Qingyue had always been able to accept them calmly before. However, this ti she felt sowhat hesitant to reach out for the resources Qingyu offered. Because of her black history of trying to eat everything in her mories, now when she saw the spirit stones her Master gave her, she felt as if they were snacks... Whether her image as a glutton was deeply ingrained in others' minds, she didn't know, but it was certainly ingrained in her own.
Despite her extre embarrassnt and hesitation, faced with her Master's sincere care, she ultimately accepted everything.
As the interaction between master and disciple concluded, Jiang Mo finally found an opportunity to approach. She stared at the phoenix with bright eyes, unaware of Senior Sister's current embarrassnt, and called out with so excitent: "Senior Sister?"
The forr Little White Tiger had also been picked up and raised by others, but at least she had retained her previous life's mories, so there wasn't as much embarrassing history, and others didn't know her background. But Yun Qingyue was different—her post-nirvana mories truly qualified as black history, and while she could comfort herself sowhat in front of the elders who had raised her, facing a peer like Jiang Mo made her truly want to find a hole to crawl into.
After a long silence, Yun Qingyue finally gave a cold "Mm" in response to Jiang Mo.
However, Jiang Mo had never seen Yun Qingyue so cold before and was montarily stunned, thinking she had unknowingly offended her. She carefully tried to read Senior Sister's expression, but Little Swan Goose's face revealed nothing, leaving Jiang Mo clueless about her thoughts.
So, with so anxiety, Jiang Mo called out again: "Senior Sister?"
Yun Qingyue finally raised her eyes to look at her, then, seeming to recall sothing, those beautiful glass-like phoenix eyes suddenly trembled, as if struck by lightning. Then she spread her wings and flew up, leaving the branch to land on Jiang Mo's shoulder.
Before Jiang Mo could feel happy about this, she heard Yun Qingyue urge: "Go sowhere else, I have sothing to ask you."
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Since Yun Qingyue wanted to speak privately with Jiang Mo, the latter naturally complied, and although Qingyu and Zhu Baiyi saw this, they said nothing.
Carrying the phoenix on her shoulder, Jiang Mo walked into a dense forest nearby. Only when they could no longer see Qingyu and Zhu Baiyi waiting at the original spot, and after she had set up a sound barrier with a wave of her hand, did she turn to look at the phoenix on her shoulder: "Senior Sister, what instructions do you have for ?"
Yun Qingyue flew from Jiang Mo's shoulder again, deliberately finding a branch at her eye level to perch on. Person and bird faced each other, as the glass-like phoenix eyes stared intently at Jiang Mo. After a long while, she finally said: "Don't you have anything to explain to ?"
Hearing Senior Sister's clearly accusatory words, Jiang Mo was confused: "What?"
She couldn't imdiately understand Yun Qingyue's question because she believed she hadn't neglected Senior Sister at all these past two years. In fact, to help her recover quickly, she had depleted all her savings and continued to bustle about earning money... Having been so devoted to Senior Sister, while not expecting her to be moved enough to imdiately offer herself in marriage, she certainly didn't expect to be questioned like this.
Jiang Mo's confusion was entirely genuine, and Yun Qingyue's anger equally real, almost to the point of grinding her teeth: "Retention Stone!"
With these three words as a reminder, Jiang Mo finally understood, and the wronged expression on her face instantly gave way. Her eyes shifted slightly to look elsewhere as she stamred: "Ah, well, Senior Sister, you rember that?"
Of course Yun Qingyue rembered. Although Little Swan Goose didn't know what a retention stone was and didn't know how much of her embarrassing history Jiang Mo had secretly recorded, how could Yun Qingyue not recognize a retention stone? Even if the mories related to retention stones were sparse and insignificant in Little Swan Goose's two years of mories, even a passing glance at such mories was impossible for Yun Qingyue to ignore.
She never would have imagined that the seemingly honest little tiger could be so mischievous—seeing her lose her mories and beco ignorant and confused, instead of teaching and guiding her more, she had only thought about recording with retention stones. She had misjudged her!
Jiang Mo was unaware that her image had plumted in Senior Sister's mind. If she had known, she would likely have cried injustice. After all, as a modern person, taking out a phone to photograph or record whenever sothing happened had beco almost instinctive. Although she had recorded many embarrassing monts of Senior Sister, she hadn't intended to show them to others. Besides, Senior Sister had been so cute as a little one—what was wrong with keeping so ntos?!
Though she wanted to be righteous in her heart, faced with those penetrating glass-like phoenix eyes, Jiang Mo felt sowhat guilty. She hesitantly took out several retention stones and handed them to Yun Qingyue, while still trying to defend herself: "I didn't an anything by it, I just thought it was cute..."
Before she could finish, she fell silent under Senior Sister's suddenly murderous gaze.
The phoenix rose with a flap of her wings and grabbed the retention stones. She first counted them, then silently checked their contents, before coldly asking: "Where are the others?"
Jiang Mo paused, spreading her hands: "That's all of them."
However, having recovered her mories, how could Senior Sister be so easily fooled? The phoenix stood up straight, stretching her long neck, looking down at Jiang Mo, and exposed her lie: "You bought a hundred retention stones at once in Cangyun City, and now you're only bringing out a few?" Without waiting for Jiang Mo to make excuses, she continued: "Even if there are unused blank retention stones, hand them over too."
Jiang Mo hadn't expected her to rember such a trivial matter and felt both surprised and reluctant. But faced with Senior Sister's harsh words, she didn't dare disobey, so she reluctantly took them out one by one, while still muttering: "What's the big deal, it really was very cute..."
The glass-like phoenix eyes coldly watched her, temporarily ignoring these words, counting each retention stone Jiang Mo produced.
A full hundred retention stones, with Yun Qingyue not missing a single one. Then she carefully examined their contents. The result surprised her—of the hundred retention stones, more than ninety had already been used, showing how frequently Jiang Mo had recorded. So showed her gnawing on minerals, so recorded her acting spoiled while begging for food, so captured her petty tattling, and others showed her vainly admiring herself in mirrors...
Judging solely by the content, they were actually quite interesting—young ones naturally soften hearts and are likable. But that's only if the young one in the content isn't yourself; otherwise, no one could face such embarrassing history.
Yun Qingyue was no exception. She watched these retention stones with what was essentially a black face—though her feather-covered face didn't actually show the expression.
Beside her, Jiang Mo could feel Senior Sister's aura growing increasingly oppressive and instinctively sensed trouble. Then she heard a "crack" as Little Swan Goose's talon clenched, crushing the retention stone she was holding.
Then "crack," "crack" sounds continued without interruption as the retention stones were crushed one after another.
Jiang Mo's eyelid twitched with each "crack," her heart pounding heavily in response. She finally felt genuinely guilty, her tiger eyes darting around, sowhat wanting to slip away. However, before she could act, she saw a white flash before her eyes, then felt a weight on her shoulder—Yun Qingyue had finished checking the retention stones and had once again landed on her shoulder.
This normally intimate gesture now made the hair on Jiang Mo's back stand on end: "Se-Senior Sister?"
Yun Qingyue narrowed her phoenix eyes, glancing down at Jiang Mo, then ordered: "What, feeling guilty? If you want
to let this go, then transform back to your original form now."
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