Xu Changâan was already feeling somewhat gloomy due to Yun Qianâs cultivation matters. Now, discovering that he inexplicably got involved with some rainwater situation, he was feeling even more depressed when he heard Li Zhibai throw out a statement.
?
White Jade Purple Thunder?
Tribulation Thunder?
The entire cultivation realm was shaken by the tribulation thunder, knowing it had something to do with the Sect Leader.
That has nothing to do with me.
It shouldnât be related, and it definitely canât be related.
"Teacher."
Xu Changâan gripped the umbrella tighter for a moment, then subtly relaxed his hand, speaking with a hint of helplessness: "What peace throughout the ages, Peaceful World... How can you associate something like tribulation thunder with a student over just one phrase."
"Slowly Plan Changâan, I know the meaning behind your name." Li Zhibai nodded; Xu Changâanâs name wasnât as domineering as Peaceful World.
"Iâve never seen what celestial thunder looks like before, but back then... it really was an eye-opener." Xu Changâan spoke with a slight smile: "That purple thunder was quite nice to look at, really fresh."
"Not just you, even I... it was my first time seeing such a tribulation thunder." Li Zhibai gave Xu Changâan a deep look, intending to inquire further, but her gaze caught the hairpin and earrings Yun Qian had worn, lying on the table, and she swallowed her words, replacing them with a light sentence.
"I really dislike trouble," Li Zhibai said.
"Teacher fears nothing, only decides whether to care." Xu Changâan replied earnestly.
"Perhaps." Li Zhibai realized she had spoken too much, shaking her head: "The words from earlier were just casual... As for the rainwater, just pay attention to it yourself. Use an umbrella when going out, and leave the rest to me."
"With your words..." Xu Changâan breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a heartfelt smile.
Very reassuring.
"Have some courage." Li Zhibai glanced at Xu Changâan, feeling slightly exasperated.
This child was becoming bolder; in the past, she would have smacked his palm a few times.
"Take the umbrella back, donât let Ms. Yun wait too long." Li Zhibai waved her hand.
Hearing Li Zhibai naturally refer to "Ms. Yun," Xu Changâan felt at a loss for words.
His opinion had no effect whatsoever.
So... how had Miss Yun won the favor of his teacher in just a few hours?
Theyâre talking about different generations altogether.
"Still not leaving? What are you waiting for?" Li Zhibai inquired, puzzled.
"Student takes leave." Xu Changâan took a few steps back, but just as one foot crossed the threshold, he suddenly heard a voice from inside the room.
"Wait."
Xu Changâan: "..."
What now?
Xu Changâan was indeed a bit afraid now; earlier, Li Zhibai had kept him to talk about the rainwater issue, and now...
"I almost forgot." Li Zhibai stepped out, intending to say something but was momentarily taken aback as she saw Xu Changâanâs lingering wary expression, narrowing her eyes.
"What... are you afraid of?"
"Nothing, nothing." Xu Changâan held the umbrella, asking, "Does teacher have anything else? Please feel free to instruct."
"Oh, next time you come, bring a few of the fruits youâve grown... what was it called... Beauty Fruit?" Li Zhibai thought for a moment: "Yes, thatâs it, Beauty Fruit."
Thatâs what Shi Qingjun asked her to request from Xu Changâan; she almost forgot.
"How does teacher know I grew Beauty Fruits?" Xu Changâan heard, letting out a breath while feeling slightly puzzled.
Because Li Zhibai didnât eat these fruits; as a student, Xu Changâan had sent her some fruits a few times in the past, and without exception, they were never seen by her.
"I didnât know you grew them." Li Zhibai waved her hand nonchalantly: "Itâs just a few fruits, shouldnât be a problem, right?"
"... Thatâs true." Xu Changâan nodded, thinking to himself that it actually doesnât matter whether he grew Beauty Fruits or not. Even if he hadnât, as long as Li Zhibai expressed a desire for them, he would meet her wishes by planting them on the spot when he returned.
"Teacher, I did grow some Beauty Fruits, and the seeds... were given by Steward Zhu." Xu Changâan explained.
What Xu Changâan didnât expect was that upon hearing his words, Li Zhibaiâs eyes suddenly widened, staring at her: "Tong... Miss Zhu gave you seeds? Sheâs willing to eat fruits you grew?"
Xu Changâan was momentarily confused, then quickly recalled what Qinling had said.
Apparently, being willing to eat the fruits he gave was a sign of trust?
Qinling even said he could be considered as Zhu Pingniangâs direct lineage.
"Yes." Xu Changâan replied: "It should be because my talent isnât too bad? After all... the characteristic of Beauty Fruits is that their flavor varies depending on the Spiritual Qi restructuring method used."
"Indeed, you do have some talent." Li Zhibai supported her forehead with one hand.
"She really does like you." Li Zhibai commented with a bit of emotion, then her eyes showed a hint of vigilance: "Changâan, if that woman ever harbors any ill intentions towards you, remember to tell me, and Iâll back you up."
Xu Changâan: "?"
He couldnât understand it; even the Senior Zhu in his teacherâs eyes was... that kind of person?
The image of Zhu Pingniangâs extremely exquisite, fairy-like hands flashed in Xu Changâanâs mind, and he shook his head.
Senior Zhu appeared flamboyant and always said inappropriate things during their meetings, but Xu Changâan was very aware of her gentleness and dignity; she wasnât actually as coquettish as she seemed.
"Teacher, Senior Zhu..."
"Enough, sheâs a big trouble," Li Zhibai didnât let Xu Changâan finish speaking, recalling something: "Sheâs caused a lot of trouble... If you need to go down the mountain, find QinâEr; she should have something for you to take to her."