Chapter 6

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Chapter 6: A Kiss From An Lan (1)

After leaving her cave, An Lan had been following Bai Lian.

Of course, she didn’t have any immoral intentions.

She was a well-known figure, so how could she possibly do anything “bad” while Bai Lian was awake?

An Lan was simply preoccupied with a very serious question.

What should she give Bai Lian for her birthday?

Finding an answer to this was far from easy.

An Lan wasn’t particularly good at this. After all, in the past, it was always others giving her gifts.

If it weren’t for Bai Lian, she wouldn’t have bothered putting in the effort.

Gifts?

If she could think about this, why not eat a few more melons instead?

“How troublesome!”

An Lan, lying on the bed, couldn’t help but turn over.

Watching Bai Lian’s figure sway as she walked, An Lan’s thoughts slowly drifted away.

Why not send Bai Lian some clothes?

[Wrapped tightly in love from the master, from head to toe, both inside and out, filled with the master’s breath.]

Hmm, okay.

But then, as Bai Lian progressed, the figures of Xiao Jinse and others suddenly appeared in An Lan’s sight.

“…”

No, no.

An Lan immediately dismissed the thought she had just had.

She remembered that Bai Lian’s Martial Sisters had already given Bai Lian clothes before.

As her master, how could she do the same thing?

That would be too humiliating.

She was a master, full of authority. What she did must be something no one else had done before!

Hmm.

Why not send Bai Lian a black bodysuit?

Pooh, pooh, pooh.

Although tempting, it was still just clothing, wasn’t it?

An Lan shook her head repeatedly.

Soon, she was distracted by the quarrel between her fifth disciple and the little Saintess.

Everyone seemed inert.

Thinking was too tiring for An Lan, so it was simpler to just stay in the dark and eat melons!

An Lan’s mouth curled up when she heard that her fifth disciple had made the little Saintess cry.

“Don’t look down on my disciple!”

In order to prove she wasn’t a worthless master, and to showcase her natural talent in teaching, An Lan dedicated herself entirely to Ling Xuan.

In the three short months, she helped Ling Xuan improve her physical fitness five times.

It was rare to find a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator with a purer body than Ling Xuan’s in the East Divine Land.

To hone Ling Xuan’s combat skills, An Lan half-threatened and half-seduced the jade rabbit into becoming Ling Xuan’s sparring partner.

After enduring hundreds of sweaty, panting battles, even a pig could learn something. Let alone the naturally gifted Ling Xuan.

Aside from combat, An Lan often took Ling Xuan to herb baths.

Ling Xuan’s body couldn’t contain spirit Qi, but when faced with precious medicinal ingredients, she was like a gluttonous beast, eating as much as she could.

Even the jade rabbit, who loved to eat grass, had to submit to Ling Xuan in this regard.

After all, it was just a jade rabbit. How could it endure the same hardship as Ling Xuan?

But An Lan was still cautious.

She had other methods to help Ling Xuan grow stronger, but these methods could damage her body. She would never use them in front of Bai Lian.

Ling Xuan was only ten years old. The key task at this stage was to lay a solid foundation. These methods could ruin her future and cause endless harm.

“One day, Bai Lian will know how powerful her master is and beg for my mercy!”

An Lan smiled proudly.

Alright.

She now had no interest in thinking about gifts anymore.

There was no need to worry.

Bai Lian’s birthday was still more than a month away.

“It’s not too late to think about it after the Lantern Festival!”

An Lan pulled out two large watermelons from her hug.

She nibbled at them happily.

Bai Lian had said she would handle all the arrangements herself. As her esteemed master, it was enough for her to just sit back and enjoy Bai Lian’s service.

She had cared for Little Bai Lian in the past world, and now it was Little Bai Lian’s turn to care for her.

When she thought about it, this life wasn’t too bad.

After the ceremony ended, Bai Lian finally found some free time.

Every day, she had to urge her Martial Sisters to cultivate hard, and then…

There was no “then.”

After working overtime to draw a family photo and replacing the original paintings on the wall, Bai Lian found herself at a loss for things to do.

The Qiongming Peak only had seven people.

There wasn’t much that required her attention.

Not to mention, all the tasks had been taken over by the second Martial Sister.

“I wish I had a computer.”

Bai Lian, leaning against the window, yawned.

There weren’t enough recreational activities available to someone alone in the cultivation world.

At that moment, she found herself missing the busy days not long ago.

Although those days were hard, they made her feel fulfilled!

Though this fulfillment was more passive than active, it was still more enjoyable than sitting idly by and watching the scenery.

And because there were people around her back then, she could trigger new tasks and earn skill points every now and then.

Just like playing a game—whenever there were rewards, players were eager to complete tasks.

Bai Lian didn’t stay bored for long.

Since there was nothing to do, she decided to cultivate like the Martial Sisters!

With the aim of improving her proficiency in the True Secret of 500 Million Dharma Bodies, she worked hard to create a new avatar.

This avatar took a lot of energy to create.

After making it, Bai Lian felt dizzy, weak in the hands, and aching in her waist. It was like having a bad cold. She couldn’t even lift herself. The avatar gently pushed her down.

But after playing with the avatar for two days, Bai Lian gradually got used to it.

She became lively again and easily defeated the silly avatar formed by spirit Qi using her intelligence.

“No one in this world knows gobang better than me!”

On the fourth day, Bai Lian conjured up another new avatar.

This time, she was nearly tortured into fainting.

But after enduring the intense initial shock, she gritted her teeth and persisted.

She understood.

Doing this was like wearing cloth shoes. You couldn’t stop wearing them just because they were tight and pinched your feet.

Nothing would change if you didn’t. You had to be brave and wear the shoes.

As time went by, the shoes would naturally loosen.

Enduring the temporary pain was the path to enjoying greater happiness in the future.

Go!

Bai Lian and her two avatars played mahjong for four days.

Just like last time, after a lot of hard work, Bai Lian became more spirited, while the avatars grew listless, looking drained by her efforts.

While taking care of her Martial Sisters, she could also play mahjong with her avatars!

Bai Lian’s ultimate goal was to host a grand football match with twenty-two players and a hundred thousand spectators—all by herself!

However…

Dreams belonged to dreams.

Reality returned to reality.

Before she could achieve her goal, the New Year arrived.

She decided to enjoy this time with her master and no longer play with her avatars!

Bai Lian immediately dispersed the two avatars.

Cultivators, even at the Foundation Establishment Stage, had long lifespans—more than 200 years. Hence, they generally weren’t interested in the Lunar New Year.

They preferred spending their time cultivating.

But this year, the Duxian sect was different.

Perhaps the festive atmosphere from the success of the Blood Tree Patriarch’s Guafeng Disaster had not entirely faded.

On New Year’s Eve, Qiongming Peak was decorated with lanterns.

Tong Yao, too, imitated them and led her Younger Martial Brothers and Sisters to decorate their peak with joy.