Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 346 - 345: Mianmian is not going to debate with you

Chapter 346: Chapter 345: Mianmian is not going to debate with you

Mianmian was still studying the pale blue circle on the ground.

She punched it as hard as she could, but her efforts felt like they were spent on cotton, unable to break the circle at all.

If she couldn’t break the circle, she couldn’t get out.

Mianmian puffed up her cheeks, her face full of frustration.

The little boy’s soul floating mid-air saw this and asked curiously, "Little sister, how did you suddenly appear inside the circle?"

Mianmian replied, "I just did this and that and then, I found myself inside the circle."

The little boy’s soul was still very intact, showing no signs that he had lingered in the human world for six or seven years. This was probably thanks to the Talisman Spell on the urn that allowed the little boy to maintain a complete consciousness.

At first, when Mianmian knew that someone was willing to expend energy to exchange souls and lives for ordinary people, and the magic might not even succeed, she found it unbelievable. But now that she knew the person offering help was Fen Tian, she was even more confused.

"Did you plan for so many years, intending to trap Mianmian in this circle even before she was born?"

Mom said, when you don’t understand, you have to ask.

Little Bun peered through the pale blue walls, staring at Fen Tian with a curious expression.

Fen Tian touched his nose, and his extraordinarily fairy-like handsome face unexpectedly showed a rare hint of embarrassment, "Yes, I’ve been planning it since that time."

"Did you calculate it?" Mianmian became even more curious, her face close to the pale blue wall, "You’re really amazing, to predict things so far in the future."

Fen Tian slightly lifted his chin, one hand resting behind him, "Aren’t you the same? You can see through other people’s destinies at a glance."

Mianmian shook her head, suddenly becoming modest, "I can’t, I can’t see the destinies of Yang Xian and Situ Zha, but you even included Situ Zha in your calculations, so I am not as impressive as you."

Her modesty only made Fen Tian frown, his eyes taking on a shade of darkness.

Su Mianmian claimed she wasn’t impressive? If Su Mianmian wasn’t impressive, then who in this world could be considered impressive?

Fen Tian stared at the trapped Little Bun, and at a glance, saw that the path of Little Bun’s destiny was blocked by an even stronger aura of virtue and golden light than before.

This also included the faith of ordinary people, all converging upon Little Bun.

Ordinary mortals who wish to know their destiny do not know how much effort they must put in. Yet, there are people in this world who are born with a better starting point than others. Without any effort, without passing through life-and-death trials repeatedly, just by standing there, they receive the favor of Heavenly Dao.

Comparing oneself to others, it’s maddening!

Fen Tian flicked his sleeve and urged Situ Zha, "Situ Zha, what are you hesitating for?"

Situ Zha was irritated, and hearing Fen Tian’s question, he responded speechlessly, "Who said the young master is hesitating? It’s just Su Mianmian, right? I promised to complete a task for you, and I will certainly do it, just not right now."

This kind of response was clearly within Fen Tian’s expectations. He was not dissatisfied but sat on the ground leisurely, "So it’s not right now, and yet you can still reply confidently to me that you won’t become someone who acts on Su Mianmian’s orders?"

Seeing Fen Tian sitting down, Mianmian blinked and also sat down cross-legged.

She was about to speak when Fen Tian suddenly stood up again, his eyes showing a trace of fear.

"Oh my, Mianmian isn’t trying to debate with you, what are you scared of?" Mianmian pouted.

She wasn’t so foolish! A trick that worked once wouldn’t be effective if used again. Similarly, Mianmian felt she should improve her camouflaging spell because if it keeps getting discovered, then it serves no purpose.

"Afraid of you? Impossible." Fen Tian smirked as if he heard something amusing, chuckled "hehe" twice, then added, "I just feel that sitting on the ground is uncomfortable, I prefer standing."

"Oh." Mianmian didn’t call out Fen Tian’s pretense, and simply commented, "Mianmian just wanted to say that what you said just now was wrong. Mianmian doesn’t give orders, Mianmian isn’t that kind of child. If you do that, you won’t have any real friends."

Green, who was hidden in the trees, heard Mianmian say this and disdainfully pursed her lips.

"It’s normal for a little brat to want to be friends with demons, zombies, mortals, and the like. But to consider an artifact spirit a friend, isn’t that a bit too much?"

Divine Artifact, since it is an object, it was created to be used by people.

As a Divine Artifact, it had been a long time since it enjoyed the feeling of being used. Eager to let Su Mianmian use it, all Su Mianmian managed were phrases like "please help me" and "could you help me?"

So boring, truly boring!

Green continued to watch the drama unfold with Erlang’s legs crossed.

His gaze landed on Situ Zha, full of scrutiny.

"Do you two have some kind of problem?" Situ Zha looked at Fen Tian and Mianmian with disgust.

Having listened to their conversation, Situ Zha had figured it out.

Fen Tian and Su Mianmian had made enemies of each other long ago, and he was just an innocent bystander who got dragged into their mess.

He initially felt some gratitude towards Fen Tian for saving him and teaching him how to use his strength, but now he just felt repulsed. Even the sworn promise he made earlier to help Fen Tian with one thing turned repulsive.

It wasn’t just Situ Zha who found their back-and-forth tiresome; Aunt Fan and her son next to him seemed to be at the limits of their patience.

"Daoist Master, you promised to resurrect our son, you swore it. You won’t go back on your word when it’s crunch time, will you?" Aunt Fan’s son clenched his fists tightly.

Aunt Fan also urged anxiously, "Daoist Master, please show some kindness and start the magic now, isn’t there a time limit? If you keep dragging this out, when can my grandson be resurrected?"

Aunt Fan spoke with genuine concern, her eyes red as if she was about to cry any moment.

She was plump and her appearance was completely non-threatening, a cute, chubby woman with delicate features.

But now, looking at Aunt Fan’s face, Situ Zha’s mother felt nothing but disgust! Using someone else’s son to exchange for her own grandson’s life, and asking others to show kindness, why doesn’t she show some kindness and spare Zhazha?

Thinking this, Situ Zha’s mother, worried, looked at Mianmian and her son, trapped, her face full of concern.

As a mortal, all she could do now was try not to be a burden.

But the children around her seemed different...

Situ Zha’s mother took Liao An’s hand and wrote, "Do you have a way to help Mianmian?"

Liao An’s hand was cold to the touch, Situ Zha’s mother felt uncomfortable holding it.

After writing, she stared at Liao An, hoping for a response.

But Liao An just stared back at her with his narrow eyes and shook his head.

In the village, Liao An had sporadically learned some lessons from the village chief and couldn’t recognize all the characters. Situ Zha’s mother wrote quickly, and he didn’t know what she was writing, only guessing it had something to do with Mianmian.

Situ Zha’s mother was terrified, thinking Liao An had refused her!

She then turned to look at the Yin siblings, trying to write on them.

But she saw the Yin siblings exchange glances with Liao An and then quietly moved behind Fen Tian.

It seemed that the children were still trying to come up with a plan!

Situ Zha’s mother clenched her fists and quietly cheered for the Yin