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Chapter 194: Sha Qing’er, Who Wants to Cause Trouble

Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Sha Qing’er, Who Wants to Cause Trouble

"I suddenly remembered that there are some things left to deal with in the building. I won’t disturb you teaching." After saying that, he left in a hurry, without bothering for courtesies.

After walking a couple of steps, he turned back.

"Junior sister, would you like to take some to go eat?" Wang Zijia’s eyes brightened, and with a flip of his hand, he pulled out a few more boxes, saying, "Don’t be polite, I have many more novel foods here."

Sha Qing’er stiffly placed the mostly eaten pastry down that she had in hand, without talking or looking back, she left in a hurry.

"You little brat, daring to show off in front of Guan Gong! When I was messing with my teacher, you weren’t even born yet!" Wang Zijia watched her leave for a while before he returned to his normal expression, indifferently saying, "Trying to pull a trick on me? Practice a few more years!"

In the midst of his words, Wang Zijia felt that his nose was a bit off, only then did he realize that he was still holding the stinky dried fish in his hand.

He hurriedly sealed it once again. Waving his hand, he opened all the windows in the room. Mana flowed, stirring up the spirit wind, quickly refreshing the room’s air.

Then, Wang Zijia sniffed his hand.

"Ugh!"

He intuitively dry heaved.

For Bai Qian’s dark cooking skills, Wang Zijia was becoming more and more impressed. She was even starting to make series now.

Bitter, stinky, sour were the three main streams. Especially the Stinky Lingmiao Fish that Wang Zijia just took out—it was a top grade among them. The fart of a Lingmiao has a strong attachment and it can even knock demonic beasts unconscious. However, Bai Qian came up with the idea of smoking it into food, showing how talented she must be!

Anyone who was half a bit short of talent would never make it!

Don’t talk about eating it, just giving it a little taste—if you don’t rinse your mouth with some special spiritual material, you’ll have bad breath for at least two months. Opening the mouth would be like having eaten shit!

Don’t ask Wang Zijia how he knows. Speaking of it brings tears of bitterness!

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Another afternoon spent idly making talismans. When it was almost time, he left work early.

When he returned to Biyi Court, Wang Zijia was taken aback. There was a large group of girls, alongside some thin boys, in the courtyard. They all looked very innocent.

A large gathering, there were almost twenty or thirty. The youngest was probably seven years old, and the oldest was already around eleven or twelve.

However, any Lingtong who could enter the Sect, at the very least, had to possess a lower-grade spiritual root. Due to the spiritual root’s precocious nature, even the six or seven year-olds were all serious, looking like little adults, acting mature.

They were all sitting in a circle in the courtyard, like elementary students in class.

Bai Qian was at the very front, on the steps of the room’s entrance. There was a large cauldron placed at the entrance. She was refining pills while explaining to these kids. It looked like she was teaching them Alchemy.

Wang Zijia: "······"

I didn’t see it coming. Half a year of interaction, and this little Bai Qian has learned to exploit loopholes in his words, bending the rules!

But as long as she wasn’t holed up by herself, spending all day either in pill refining or medicine making, Wang Zijia was satisfied. He wasn’t someone who liked to meddle with his loved ones’ choices. Whatever road she chose, it was best if she walked it herself. Wang Zijia’s role was just to ensure she did not have any psychological issues.

"Wow!"

Lost in thought, Wang Zijia controlled the paper kite to land in the courtyard. The children all looked at it in admiration and envy.

"Young master, you’re back!" Upon seeing this, Bai Qian approached Wang Zijia nervously and weakly said, "I forgot the time and these kids were still here. I’ll send them away now."

Wang Zijia looked at Bai Qian’s immature performance. At a glance, he could tell that she intentionally allowed the children to stay.

The reason wasn’t difficult to guess. She was probably afraid of bending the rules, being disliked by Wang Zijia, and decided to do it this way. She would either be scolded outright, or it wouldn’t count as bending rules anymore.

After all, once it passed by Bright Path, it was a legitimate and standard ball!

"Is this the activity arranged for you by the manager of the Spirit Child Institute?" Wang Zijia said with a smirk.

Bai Qian subconsciously lowered her head, looking at her toes and said, "It’s Bai Qian’s own request. But the manager agreed too!"

’How could he not agree, he was probably too thrilled, he can also take this chance to scrape off the wealth from a lot of small clans. The transmitting of the Dao Seed by the master to his disciple is almost like accepting a disciple!’

Wang Zijia’s mind whirred, but there was no hint of it on his face. He said, "Okay, since that’s the case, teach them well, just don’t disgrace me."

"Really?!" Bai Qian raised her head in surprise, then promptly said with joy, "Don’t worry, sir, I will definitely not let you down!"

Wang Zijia reached out to pat Bai Qian’s head. Bai Qian had a cheerful expression and glittering eyes that were filled with brilliance and happiness. "It’s not early anymore, let them go back. Don’t let them miss the dinner at the Spirit Child Institute. They have strict rules there."

"Oh! Okay!" Bai Qian turned around and put on a stern face, acting like a mature person. She demonstrated a full-grown poise and firm momentum. With a serious and stern voice, she said, "Alright, today’s class ends here. The specific time for tomorrow’s class will be arranged by me later."

"Yes, Master Bai Qian!" A large group of Lingtong children respectfully bowed and then turned to leave one after another.

A few subconscious glances were thrown towards Wang Zijia, who was standing in the courtyard. Their eyes were filled with admiration, expectation, and determination. From this moment, they had set Wang Zijia as the target they would pursue.

Watching this vibrant scene, Wang Zijia smiled. He was reminiscing about his past youth, and that scientist dream of his which he had lost somewhere, sometime.

The happenings of his last life felt so distant!

"Youth is truly wonderful!" Wang Zijia couldn’t help but sigh to himself.

"What’s going on?" At this time, Xiang Feifei, who had just finished her shift, floated down from the air. Looking at the Lingtong children who were leaving the courtyard one after another, she asked in confusion.

"No big deal, I just asked Bai Qian to find something to do. She’s teaching them Alchemy," Wang Zijia answered with a smile.

Xiang Feifei was taken aback. She looked at Bai Qian, who was hurrying a group of children out, then at the strange Pill Furnace on the steps at the entrance of Wang Zijia’s courtyard. Her eyes were slightly dim.

Everyone lived together, so she knew that Bai Qian had taken the path of Alchemy and was a genius at it. In less than half a year, she had become a beginner in Alchemy. Even in the Pill Institute, she was considered talented.

As for herself... it was fine in the Clan, but in the Sect, she was far from being an average person.

Not only outsiders, she herself, after almost a year of being together, had clearly realized that she was not worthy of Wang Zijia. Not at all.

Lost in these thoughts, she looked up at her handsome, manly, and well-groomed fiancé.

The rays of the setting sun shone down on him, as if he was clad in a golden armor. He was so handsome and yet unattainable.

He was so close and yet seemed so far away.

The ordinary and tranquil days of six months ago seemed as distant and lengthy as those of a past life, and were now out of reach.

Was it wise to cling on to such a favored son of heaven, such a fiancé, being a mundane person like herself?

Would it be good for his future?

For a moment, Xiang Feifei stared blankly at Wang Zijia.

Watching Xiang Feifei gaze at him blankly, Wang Zijia showed an indulgent smile.

The golden rays of the setting sun, spread brilliantly on his face. He looked just like the princes in the tales, descending from the sky adorned in a rainbow.

That handsome face left a deep impression, and this moment, like eternity, was deeply etched into Xiang Feifei’s mind.

Under the setting sun, the evening glow filled the sky, and the couple in Biyi Court gazed deeply at each other. A poetic scene was being painted by these two golden boys and jade girls. Ordinary, yet beautiful.