The person hadn’t yet approached.
Little Di Shen seed to have so kind of sixth sense, and his little head turned around with a "swish".
Standing sowhat firmly on his chubby little legs, he hurriedly stepped forward.
"Oh, Little Di Shen, slow down, walk carefully."
Elder Feng saw Little Di Shen’s half walking, half running posture, and his face imdiately showed a look of anguish.
Last night, ever since Master Wuya infused Primordial Power into Little Di Shen, he looked like a frostbitten eggplant.
Master Wuya hastily handed over the spiritually awakened Little Di Shen, like a ball, to Elder Feng, saying he needed to retreat for a month, leaving Little Di Shen’s daily schedule, both day and night, to Elder Feng to manage with Ye Lingyue.
Elder Feng was single and unmarried, despite his age, had never taken care of a baby, and was completely exhausted by Little Di Shen last night.
Early in the morning, just as Elder Feng was about to close his eyes for a bit of a rest, Little Di Shen leapt from the bed and started walking.
That little body, walking as if it were constantly falling over.
Frightened, Elder Feng worried that he might bump or fall, not daring to teach him any martial arts, spending the entire day just accompanying Little Di Shen on Green Moon Cliff, strolling around, teaching him how to walk.
Finally, he managed to endure until now, quickly bringing Little Di Shen back.
"Little Emperor, Little Emperor."
Despite his small stature, Little Di Shen had changed into a snow-white Inner Sect disciple robe lined with the sa color as his eyes - a golden rim, looking like a small snowball, "rolling" his way over, his eyes filled with joy at the sight of Ye Lingyue, his little red mouth sputtering like a string of firecrackers, calling out continuously.
Ye Lingyue was montarily stunned as she listened.
The little guy ran a few steps, suddenly tripped, and fell to the ground.
A pang struck Ye Lingyue’s heart, and she hurriedly picked him up.
Little Di Shen, ignoring the dust sared on his face and clothes, took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ye Lingyue, planting a big, noisy kiss on her cheek, gleefully smiling, his little body seeming boneless, rubbing against Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue slled the familiar scent on Little Di Shen, taking a closer look at his slightly grown features, her heart warm and bittersweet, yet unable to describe the feeling.
Elder Feng, watching from the side, initially wanted to scold them a bit.
Now seeing their deanor, he was taken aback.
Due to innate talent, Elder Feng had sowhat looked down on Ye Lingyue.
The words that Master Wuya spoke were intended to be passed on to Ye Lingyue, instructing her to take good care of Little Di Shen, but she must never entertain the thought of a toad desiring to eat swan at.
Yet witnessing this, the two silhouettes, one big, one small, embracing each other, he wondered if it was the twilight’s glow that caused the overflowing joy on their faces and the palpable aura that made it difficult for him to disrupt them.
Clearly they were worlds apart, yet at this mont, it felt as though there were no gaps, no talent, no age.
"Ahem." Elder Feng cleared his throat a few tis, intending to righteously convey his ssage to Ye Lingyue, but instead silently swallowed his dignity, "I’ve handed him over to you. I’ll pick him up at dawn tomorrow morning."
Ye Lingyue suddenly realized there was a third person present. Her face flushed a bit, hastily expressing her gratitude to Elder Feng.
Glimpsing once more, Elder Feng noticed his eyebrows and eyes were filled with laughter, entirely focused on Ye Lingyue alone, sighing deeply; kids these days, oh, they mature so early.
After Elder Feng left, Ye Lingyue crouched down, carefully inspecting Little Di Shen.
Discovering a majestic and thick Primordial Power within him, she was surprised to see that Little Di Shen might have found a good teacher; she couldn’t afford to be surpassed by Little Di Shen.
"Little Di Shen, from now on, don’t call Little Emperor, it sounds awkward if others hear it."
Ye Lingyue formally advised Little Di Shen.
But as soon as the little guy heard this, he pouted, and refused to eat dinner.
After much coaxing and persuasion, Ye Lingyue finally had to compromise.
Early the next morning, Elder Feng indeed arrived on ti to take Little Di Shen to Green Moon Cliff.
In the days that followed, for almost a month, Elder Feng consistently transported Little Di Shen back and forth.
The matters of the Clothes Washing Workshop proceeded smoothly.
With Ye Lingyue’s assistance, the cultivation of the new miscellaneous servants had all improved to a certain extent.
Seeing Ye Lingyue and others living quite comfortably, Fang Rou and her group from the Clothes Washing Workshop felt uneasy.
That night, after curfew, Fang Rou quietly left the dormitory, heading out of the Clothes Washing Workshop.
By two pools stood a few brawny youths.
If Ye Lingyue saw this, she would surely recognize them as those who held grudges with Huang Jun before, who were also Hong Mingyue’s followers.
"Greetings, seniors, what brings you here today?" Fang Rou respectfully addressed the youths.
"Fang Rou, don’t beat around the bush. I gave you ten low-level spirit stones to teach that Ye Lingyue a lesson, yet it’s nearly a month and Ye Lingyue is still fine?"
"Seniors, Ye Lingyue cos to the Clothes Washing Workshop daily from nine to five, with Steward Xiao monitoring her, making it difficult for to act.
She’s also suspected that sothing’s odd about Ye Lingyue.
But every ti she ordered soone to secretly follow Ye Lingyue, for so unknown reason, they always lost track of her.
She interrogated those new miscellaneous servants, yet they remained tight-lipped like a sealed jar, saying nothing.
The new ones were also very clever, always moving outside in groups for rest, and she couldn’t find any flaws.
The task of teaching Ye Lingyue has thus been deferred repeatedly.
"Hmph, all excuses! You, an experienced hand, can’t handle a newcor? I’ll give you three more days; if Ye Lingyue remains unchanged, I’ll take it out on you. You should know that in the Lonely Moon Sea, a servant’s life is worth even less than an ant’s." The Outer Sect disciples said arrogantly.
Fang Rou shivered.
She indeed understood this point.
"Rest assured, seniors, tomorrow, I’ll certainly find an opportunity to act," Fang Rou gritted her teeth, considering her safety, determined to deal with Ye Lingyun.
In an instant, Ye Lingyue had been in Lonely Moon Sea for over a month.
On this day, coinciding with the first of the month, Ye Lingyue sent Little Di Shen off early, heading to the Clothes Washing Workshop like usual, although she didn’t have to work, simply to collect her monthly salary, a spirit stone.
Ye Lingyue successfully received a low-level spirit stone from Steward Xiao.
The spirit stones distributed by Lonely Moon Sea differed sowhat from those Ye Lingyue had received from Hong ng Heaven, being larger and imbued with more abundant spiritual power.
Aside from her spirit stone, Ye Lingyue also collected her rewards from the hands of over twenty new miscellaneous servants according to prior agreent.
With this, Ye Lingyue now possessed over twenty low-level spirit stones, providing an opportunity for the Cauldron Spirit to awaken.
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