Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Xian said she would come again the next day, but she didn’t appear until evening.
At that time, Ying Qiao had just picked up Jiang Lan from work and returned home when he saw Ji Xian already waiting in the yard.
Ji Xian stood under the tree, her eyes much calmer than yesterday, and she controlled her aura very well. The scorching heat emanated from all around her, but it was all sealed within two meters of her. Only by getting close could one feel the surging heat.
Even the occasional breeze seemed to bypass her, not even stirring her skirt.
On the second-floor balcony, Jiu Ding was furtively peeking out and looking down. Ji Xian may have noticed but didn’t pay any attention.
It wasn’t until Ying Qiao’s car drove into the yard that her gaze shifted, and she turned her head to look at them.
Ying Qiao opened the car door and said, “I’ve already spoken to Tai Feng. Shall we go to the station now?”
Ji Xian did not get into the car, but nodded and said, “You lead the way, I will follow behind.”
She possessed fiery energy, and apart from Geng Chen, whose attributes cancel hers out, others inevitably felt uncomfortable spending too much time with her. So she had long since developed the habit of keeping her distance from others.
Seeing her like this, Ying Qiao did not force her to get in the car. He restarted the car, turned it around, and prepared to lead the way.
“Wait!” Jiu Ding rushed downstairs and stopped the car, clinging to the window and pleading, “I want to go too.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Xian out of the corner of his eye.
—This morning Ying Qiao told him that his girlfriend was coming to meet Geng Chen today.
Ying Qiao’s original words were, “Your mother will be coming today, remember to call her then.”
But Jiu Ding didn’t think so at the time. He believed that the spirit of the artifact was born of nature and could not possibly have a father as foolish as Geng Chen.
Ying Qiao had originally planned to bring Jiu Ding with him, since without him, no one would know what Geng Chen was saying.
Moreover, with the family of three reunited, the scene would surely be even more lively. Ying Qiao smiled and asked him to get into the car.
Jiu Ding quickly got into the car and obediently settled into the back seat. He couldn’t help but turn his head to look at Ji Xian through the rear window— Ji Xian lagged behind, keeping a distance of three or four meters from the car, following at a comfortable distance. Her bare feet trod on flames, making her seem like burning ice.
Beautiful and cool.
He had been secretly watching Ji Xian from the balcony for a while, and he secretly guessed that this must be Geng Chen’s girlfriend.
Jiu Ding was a little jealous. Geng Chen looked so silly, yet he managed to find such a beautiful fairy as his partner.
But then he thought that if Ji Xian were to become his mother, he could barely accept having a father who was mentally challenged and still breastfeeding.
….
After the four arrived at the Demon Management Bureau, Ying Qiao sent a message to Tai Feng before leading Ji Xian inside.
Although they tried their best to avoid bystanders, Ji Xian’s presence was too strong, and her appearance still caused quite a stir. Subtle, inquisitive gazes came from all around, landing on their group with gossipy interest.
They wondered what this demon had suddenly appeared at the Demon Management Bureau for.
Ji Xian ignored these gazes, but Ying Qiao frowned and glanced around, scaring the gossiping little demons into scattering like birds and beasts.
The group went upstairs to the place where the bronze tripod was stored.
It just so happened that the staff member on duty was the same one from yesterday. Upon seeing Ying Qiao, he immediately reported his work in a fawning manner to prove that his payment had not been in vain: “The monster milk arrived ahead of schedule, and I just poured half a vat into the cauldron this afternoon.”
Although he was curious why a cauldron would drink milk, he understood the principle of doing more and talking less. He didn’t ask questions he didn’t understand, and once he received the benefits, he obediently did what was required.
Ying Qiao nodded slightly, dismissed the others, and then led Ji Xian to the compartment where the bronze tripod was stored.
Apart from a small spirit-gathering array, the room was completely empty except for a bronze cauldron that was about half a person’s height and had an ancient design, placed in the middle.
At that moment, the cauldron still contained a small amount of demonic beast milk, so much so that the entire compartment was filled with a milky, fishy smell.
Meanwhile, the monster milk in the cauldron was visibly decreasing slowly, with small milk bubbles occasionally bubbling up.
Ying Qiao watched coldly, thinking to himself that Geng Chen was probably quite happy drinking the milk.
I just don’t know if he’ll still be able to stay happy later.
“Is Geng Chen’s soul inside this cauldron?” Ji Xian slowly stepped forward, walked around the cauldron, and focused her gaze on the demonic beast milk inside. Even with her composure, she couldn’t help but reveal a hint of doubt: “What is this beast milk for?”
Before Ying Qiao could reply, the bronze cauldron suddenly began to tremble violently, and the unfinished beast milk inside started to bubble wildly.
—It’s estimated that Geng Chen inside the cauldron must have discovered Ji Xian and got a little excited.
Ying Qiao glanced at the cauldron and, in the midst of his conversation, couldn’t wait to betray his uncle: “Geng Chen wanted to drink milk as soon as he wakes up, and he cried if he was not given milk. I had no choice but to have someone order a batch of demon beast milk and have a vat delivered to him every day.”
Ji Xian: ?
Her long, delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her light-colored pupils focused on the bronze cauldron that was bubbling and rubbing against her. She unusually took a step back, somewhat flustered. She then looked at Ying Qiao suspiciously: “Are you sure this is Geng Chen?”
It’s really not anything else?
Why does it not look quite like it?
“Genuine, no doubt about it.” Ying Qiao smiled and pushed Jiu Ding forward, saying, “You’ve seen the spirit of Jiu Ding before. It was only through the influence of Geng Chen’s remnant soul that it gained sentience and became a spirit. Now, only he can communicate with Geng Chen’s remnant soul.” As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Jiu Ding’ shoulder, formally introducing it to him: “This is Ji Xian, Geng Chen’s partner. Call her ‘Mom’.”
“…”
Jiu Ding was forced to step forward, his face flushed, and after a long pause, he finally managed to utter, “Mom!”
Upon hearing this, Ying Qiao was immediately satisfied and gave him an approving look.
This child is teachable.
“…”
Ji Xian was unsure what expression to make, so she could only maintain a blank expression, which made her look somewhat fierce: “What did you call me?”
“???”
Seeing that she didn’t seem too happy, Jiu Ding was momentarily at a loss. He subconsciously glanced at Ying Qiao, and receiving his encouraging look, he mustered up his courage and said, “Ying Qiao said Geng Chen is my father, so you are my mother.” His voice grew softer under Ji Xian’s gaze: “If not ‘Mom,’ then… Mother? Or… Mother?”
Ji Xian: …
She opened her mouth to say something but found that she couldn’t explain it clearly.
Moreover, upon closer inspection of Jiu Ding, she realized that his features actually resembled Geng Chen, but his nose and mouth were somewhat like hers. The young man in blue stood there, his expression pitiful; to directly refute him would seem rather cold.
Moreover, Ying Qiao wasn’t entirely wrong…
Having figured this out, her expression softened somewhat. She nodded to Jiu Ding, skipping over the issue of address, and pushed aside the bronze cauldron that had finished its milk and rolled to her feet. She then asked Ying Qiao, “Is he missing a soul, which is why he’s become stupid?”
Ying Qiao hummed in agreement.
Jiu Ding was the most qualified to speak on this matter. Seeing that Ji Xian seemed to have a hint of disdain, he quickly explained, “He’s not that stupid. He’s become a little smarter recently. He can talk to people now and knows to ask for milk!” Then he remembered that he had forgotten the most important point and quickly added, “He said he wanted to see you yesterday!”
Although he tried very hard to help his intellectually disabled father, it seemed to have the opposite effect.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xian’s two long, elegant eyebrows furrowed so deeply they almost knotted together.
She paused for a moment, then glanced at the bronze cauldron she was holding back, which could only spin in place, and looked at Jiu Ding expressionlessly: “Can he speak now? Tell him not to move.”
Jiu Ding said “Oh” and was about to pass on the message when the bronze cauldron, which had been spinning around, suddenly stopped and came to a steady stop next to Ji Xian.
Jiu Ding: ???
What’s going on? He hasn’t even said anything yet.
Ji Xian looked at the cauldron thoughtfully: “Can you understand?”
The bronze cauldron slammed heavily on the ground, making a dull thud.
Then he tried to approach Ji Xian again, but Ji Xian dodged him.
The bronze cauldron didn’t hit anyone, paused for a moment, then flipped over and began rolling on the ground.
The group watched as if they were watching a circus act, seeing that huge cauldron tip over and roll from one end to the other, its solid, heavy body pressing several cracks into the ground.
But Ji Xian remained unmoved.
Ying Qiao then recorded the ground maintenance fees in his notebook.
The scene was quite silent for a time.
It was Jiang Lan who broke the brief silence: “Is Geng Chen’s condition any better than yesterday?”
After all, he needed Jiu Ding to relay the message yesterday so that he could understand it.
Jiu Ding took a look and his expression immediately turned somewhat distraught, but he still agreed, “That’s right, that’s right, he’s a bit stronger.”
Not only did he become stronger, but his howling voice also became much louder.
He kept yelling “Ji Xian Baby Ji Xian Baby” non-stop, like a repeating babbling machine. It was so noisy that his brain was buzzing, and more importantly, it was embarrassing.
Jiu Ding thought that his newly recognized fairy mother would probably be gone soon, after all, his mentally challenged father was too embarrassing.
He moved a little further away, slightly annoyed, so as not to be disturbed.
The bronze tripod was still rolling around like a juggler, behaving like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.
However, Ji Xian was even more ruthless than Ying Qiao. She impatiently narrowed her eyes, tapped the cauldron with her fingertip, and said threateningly, “Don’t make a sound.”
Bronze tripod: …
The frantically rolling cauldron stopped, hesitated, and swayed left and right a few times, as if weighing its options. After a few seconds, it finally stopped moving.
Ji Xian was slightly satisfied and said to Ying Qiao, “We’ve seen the person, let’s go.”
After saying that, she turned around and walked out without any hesitation.
“!!!”
The bronze cauldron saw her intention and hurriedly tried to follow her, but it rolled across the ground with a dull thud, which made Ji Xian turn around and give him a light glance, so he stopped moving again.
Ji Xian continued to stride away.
Jiu Ding: …
He glanced at the bronze cauldron, then at Ji Xian’s retreating figure. After thinking for two seconds, he followed in Ji Xian’s footsteps.
“Serves you right for being so useless. Now you’re being looked down upon, aren’t you?”
Ying Qiao didn’t care whether Geng Chen inside the cauldron could understand or not. He said in a self-righteous manner, “Later, I’ll have someone install a mirror on one wall in your room. If you look at yourself in the mirror every day, you should be more motivated to cultivate and recover as soon as possible.”
“…”
The bronze tripod slammed heavily onto the ground.
I’m very unhappy.
Jiang Lan looked at him sympathetically, sensing a sense of dejection emanating from the cauldron.
Sigh, no wonder. Ji Xian’s disdain is so obvious. If he can still keep happily begging for milk, he might really never find a partner.
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