Inside the wooden house.
Tuoba Qiyue stood next to Ye Yu for a long time.
Her feelings were quite complicated.
At this moment, she had just finished reading âThe Complete Collection of Stories Between Me and the Saintessâ.
The first half of the book was excellently written, with delicate emotions and high-sweetness romance.
But in the latter half, the romantic path between Ye Yu and the Saintess became fraught with twists and turns.
This made Tuoba Qiyue very displeased.
How could it be like this?
Why not continue with the sweetness?
Why add so many twists and turns?
So, Tuoba Qiyue went to the Dao Preaching Peak to argue with them, wanting them to change the plot.
But to her surprise, before she could even start her critique, a newly published book was already shoved into Tuoba Qiyueâs hands.
It was the book âAffectionate Junior Brother, Please Have Mercyâ.
To be fair, this book was not as harsh as the latter half of the previous one.
But the story still didnât fully satisfy Tuoba Qiyue.
So after much thought, she made a bold decision.
To write her own high-sugar romance story.
The protagonists would still be Ye Yu and Yun Roumu.
However, to enhance the experience, Tuoba Qiyue decided to stay here, intending to watch Ye Yu while writing a sweet story that she approved of.
Hmm!
To be very honest, this junior brotherâs appearance was indeed impressive.
No wonder he could handle the Saintess.
ButâŠwhy does Xie Muling like to be so close to him?
Tuoba Qiyue was very puzzled.
She leaned closer to Ye Yu, gently sniffing.
She didnât detect anything particularly unusual, so she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, Xie Muling was different from ordinary people.
Perhaps she could smell things others couldnât!
Smell!
Good topic!
Tuoba Qiyue sat cross-legged, took out a blank new notebook, and wrote a few big characters on it.
âJunior Brother, I Remember Your Scent!â
Tsk tsk tsk, what a gimmick, absolutely a gimmick.
Tuoba Qiyue was very pleased, and immediately started writing fervently.
So absorbed was she that she didnât notice.
At this very moment, outside the house, a âsneakyâ figure was coldly observing them.
This person was none other than Xie Muling from Wuzhi Peak.
She watched the scene inside from outside the window, fuming with such rage that she was about to break her teeth from grinding.
Oh, you senior sister.
On the surface, righteous and stern.
But behind the scenes, playing the game of embezzling the treasure!
Outrageous, truly outrageous!
Xie Mulingâs breathing became rapid.
She really wanted to rush into the room right now, defeat Tuoba Qiyue and then reclaim Ye Yu, to be close to him again.
But the remaining shred of rationality told her, this could only exist in imagination.
If she really acted on it, the outcome was certain. Xie Muling would only face a crushing defeat.
Thinking of Tuoba Qiyueâs terrifying methods, she couldnât help but shiver.
Yet she had no intention of giving up.
She took one last look at the scene inside, then turned and walked away.
Resolutely.
At the same time, she silently vowed:
Two months, at most two months. Once everything was prepared, she would surely defeat Tuoba Qiyue in a fair fight.
And reclaim Ye Yu.
Absolutely!
As for what Tuoba Qiyue and Xie Muling were doing, Ye Yu was completely unaware.
At this moment, he was fully immersed in the dream.
ăTalent for this dream: Investment Makes You Stronger (Gold)ă
ăInvestment Makes You Stronger. After starting, choose a suitable target to complete the binding.ă
ăAfter successful binding, this target automatically becomes an investee. The more you invest, the faster you become stronger.ă
ăInvestees are not limited to people.ă
ăNothing is more satisfying than nurturing growth.ă
ăGood luck, fantasy investor!ă
Hiss, a golden talent.
It was like changing places, which was equivalent to changing feng shui.
The feng shui of Senior Sister Tuoba Qiyueâs place is quite good.
As for this talent, it is directly labeled as a nurturing type of golden talent.
That makes it even more interesting.
At this moment, Ye Yu has already determined the gender of the investee.
A female fairy; it must be a female fairy.
Otherwise, investing in a grumpy big man, just thinking about it is already quite disgusting.
Wait a minute.
Since investees are not limited to people, does that meanâŠHumans, demons, and ghosts are all acceptable?
Just as Ye Yu was pondering this, the next moment, a terrifying suction force came.
ă0 years old, Ye Yu was born into a wealthy family in the East Sea Continent.ă
ăAlthough his parents did not practice cultivation, they were quite wealthy.ă
ăHis childhood should have been one of great fortune and prosperity.ă
ăBut on that very night, a wicked maidservant played a game of âthe fox takes the princeâs place.âă
ăShe brought her own child to the manor, then placed little Ye Yu in a wooden barrel and let him drift away down the river.ă
ăAnd to reassure herself, she murmured: Little young master, how your future turns out depends on your fate.ă
ăMaybe you will be adopted by a wealthier family.ă
ăSo, this old servant is actually helping you.ă
ăLying in the barrel, Ye Yu began to give a heartfelt greeting to the maidservantâs ancestors.ă
ăHelping me? Why donât you let your own son sit in the barrel and drift?ă
ăAnd he is just a newborn baby.ă
ăYou are truly malicious!ă
ăJust wait, if I have the chance to survive, I will kill you!ă
ăAs Ye Yuâs curses continued, the wooden barrel drifted further and further away, floating outside the city.ă
ăLooking at the pitch-black night sky, Ye Yuâs heart was as cold as a fish knife in a seafood market.ă
ăIs this really what a 0-year-old baby should face?ă
ăYe Yu was in great distress.ă
ăEspecially thinking that the golden talent hadnât been used yet, the distress was doubled!ă
ăHe didnât know how long he had drifted.ă
ăYe Yu was already hungry.ă
ăAt this moment, he suddenly noticed that the barrel was being lifted.ă
ăYe Yu felt a surge of panic.ă
ăIn this world, you could encounter all sorts of people.ă
ăIf you met a good person, your life would be safe.ă
ăBut if encountering a demon cultivator, then turning him into a ghostly baby is also possible.ă
ăThat is why Ye Yu is so anxious.ă
ăSoon, a withered old face appeared.ă
ăYe Yu gasped in horror.ă
ăWithout needing to speak, without using any magic, just based on this face, Ye Yu could be certain that this old fellow was definitely a demon cultivator.ă
ăNo, to be precise, he should be called a demon lord!ă
ăDamn, itâs late at night and his eyes are still glowing.ă
ăAre you truly hungry, sir?ă
ăIf the old man were to bite him in the next moment, Ye Yu wouldnât be the slightest bit surprised.ă
ăDamn, the heavens are jealous of talents, my fate is doomed!ă
Because of the scene he saw in the dream.
Ye Yuâs brow furrowed deeply, his expression troubled.
His breathing also grew rapid.
Meanwhile, Tuoba Qiyue, who had been writing fervently, subconsciously thought that this little junior brother must be having a nightmare.
So, after a momentâs hesitation, she gently patted Ye Yuâs chest, trying to calm him down.
Miraculously, within just two breaths, Ye Yuâs brow relaxed, and his expression returned to normal.
Seeing this, Tuoba Qiyue revealed a smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment in her heart.