“Why is there another little chair?” Ye Yatou asked, surprised. After a brief trance, she deliberately asked with a questioning tone, trying to cover her tracks and steer the conversation back, “This isn’t even a fractal or illusionary spirit art. You two, from head to toe, except for your clothes and appearance, are completely identical? Could it be that the ‘spirit pill and wondrous medicine’ I guessed earlier not only made Chengying more beautiful but also gave you two identical ones?”
Although she hadn’t figured out exactly what happened, Ye Yatou clearly sensed that the little chair in the crane cloak that appeared later was the one who had just emerged from seclusion. She immediately went all out to diffuse the awkwardness. “That’s quite a quick reaction. I’m afraid Ye Yatou has always been this good at fooling that silly chair.” Beside her, Qin Gou crossed his arms and chuckled to himself.
Zhao Xinting, who had quietly appeared beside his esteemed master, also chimed in with praise: “Exactly! A great master produces a great disciple!”
“Rascal, what did you just say?!” Old Qin, who had been relishing the situation, twitched his face and was instantly on the receiving end of the jab.
At the same time.
“No, Palace Lord, you’ve misunderstood.”
As the most easily appeased person in the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace, Yi Chengying did not disappoint her Palace Lord. Her previous dejected and indignant mood instantly vanished, and she quickly began to explain herself earnestly.
“Oh? So you mean…”
A short while later, Ye Qishuang looked at the little chair in the floral dress again: “You also came from A’Yuan’s side?”
“Yes, Palace Lord,” the little chair nodded obediently.
“Silly girl, do you know how dangerous this is?” Ye Qishuang placed her hands on the little chair’s shoulders, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed, but her eyes filled with gentle concern.
The little chair immediately lowered her head and said with shame: “Actually, Little Chair didn’t fully grasp the situation at first. Luckily, it turned out right by chance.”
“You… you’ve always kept me surprised from childhood to adulthood. Never mind, as long as you’re not hurt, that’s good.”
Ye Qishuang gently patted the little chair’s shoulder. Just as Qin Gou was with his disciples, Ye Yatou, even upon meeting the little chair from another world, felt no barrier after a brief exchange.
“Little Chair will definitely not do anything out of line in the future,” the little chair said sincerely, promising in front of Ye Qishuang.
“I know, but that’s only if you silly chair doesn’t insist on being stubborn! As the saying goes, don’t commit small mistakes, never back down from big things – that perfectly describes our Mystic Maiden Palace’s Lone Shadow Saintess!” Ye Yatou gave a knowing smile and nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
At these words, both the Da Xiao Yi Zi (Female and Female) looked bashful and ashamed.
Just then, another familiar figure came into view.
Looking at the slender figure in the elegant blue, white, and gray Daoist robe, the little chair’s eyes lit up with surprise: “Sister Yuan Zhen?!”
Upon hearing Yi Chengying’s call, Li Xiaogou was taken aback for a moment. Then, she smiled at the little chair, waved in greeting, and immediately looked towards Qin Gou for help.
She had indeed known of the little chair’s existence from some of Old Qin’s memories through her natal spirit tool. However, in this world, they hadn’t interacted much, and the other party likely didn’t know her current situation well.
Seeing this, Qin Gou walked over immediately: “Little Chair, Yuan Zhen is currently practicing the ‘Silent Sword Scripture’ with all her might. For a short period, she can’t truly speak to you beyond simple onomatopoeia.”
“So that’s how it is.”
The little chair understood tacitly and nodded. She then examined Li Yuanzhen’s expression and said, “By the way, looking at Sister Yuan Zhen’s eyes, she has a complex feeling towards me, both familiar and strange. Could it be… that here, we don’t know each other yet, and Sister Yuan Zhen has only heard of me?”
Li Yuanzhen’s expression was slightly surprised.
Qin Gou was also quite astonished: “You can actually discern Yuan Zhen’s thoughts just by looking at her expression? Although Little Chair, you haven’t spent as much time with Yuan Zhen as I have, your understanding of her is clearly no less. Could this be the true friendship between women? I never noticed it before, it’s truly admirable.”
“Ahaha…”
The little chair originally wanted to say, ‘I’ve raised a lot of small animals like puppies and bears, and I’ve always communicated by trying to understand their gazes, so I’m quite skilled at it.’ But she quickly shut her mouth, her little face flushing red.
“Alright, you two chat more. Yuan Zhen can respond to you by writing. I still need to go to the Divine Bridge Sanctuary.”
After speaking, Qin Gou discussed with Ren Su and Song Qianyin. Song Qianyin needed to return to her clan first, so Ren Su could accompany him now.
As the two of them arrived at the entrance of the sanctuary, Ren Su’s waist suddenly flashed with a dark light, and a solidified black mace spirit tool appeared.
“You’re awake?” Qin Gou glanced at the long black mace and said without hesitation.
He knew that when this happened, the person in control of this Daoist body at this moment was the true Master of the Ren Clan, ‘Ren Ci’, who had now returned.
“You’ve only rested for a day or two. Xiao Ci, don’t force yourself.” Qin Gou sensed her spiritual power fluctuations and said calmly.
Ren Ci smiled lightly and said, “No harm done, Fellow Daoist Qin, don’t be nervous. Now, this Seat is far stronger than before! Let’s continue. Yes, Xiao Su, speak slowly, I’m listening.”
Seeing this, Qin Gou understood tacitly. It seemed that Xiao Su at this moment was not completely asleep, but was reporting her experiences of the past two days to Ren Ci.
“You, what nonsense are you talking about? How is that possible?”
However, they had only taken two steps when Ren Ci couldn’t help but mutter to herself with a particularly strange expression.
“What?” Qin Gou asked, confused.
“I’m talking about that child, Xiao Su,” Ren Ci said somewhat embarrassedly. “This wench is fooling around again.”
“What’s wrong?” Qin Gou kindly asked, “Xiao Su has been quite sensible these past two days. Is there some misunderstanding? Xiao Ci, tell me, maybe I can help explain.”
Ren Ci nodded slightly: “This matter, in fact, has something to do with Fellow Daoist Qin.”
“How?” Qin Gou was completely bewildered.
“That wench suddenly said…”
Ren Ci paused, her eyes filled with helplessness: “After interacting with you these past two days, the impression you gave her, and some of your unintentional little habits, are surprisingly similar to Qin Yue, a human I favor! She’s confused by this and even foolishly asked me if you two are the same person? This is truly… such nonsense! I’m afraid that silly girl hasn’t met many men… or perhaps as she gets older, she’s becoming more mischievous, even daring to joke with her elders like this?”
