Ling Feng struggled to open his eyes, nodded, and his body swayed slightly from exhaustion.
Bibi Dong looked at his tired appearance, and a hint of pity arose in her heart.
She opened her mouth, and a wisp of pale purple Qi gently wafted out.
This purple Qi carried an indescribable fragrance, instantly enveloping Ling Feng.
Ling Feng only smelled that alluring scent, and his tense nerves instantly relaxed. An irresistible drowsiness swept over him. He didn't even have time to make a sound before his head tilted, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Bibi Dong reached out and steadily caught his small, falling body.
Looking at Ling Feng sleeping peacefully in her arms, Bibi Dong's expression softened.
She picked up Ling Feng, intending to send him back to his own room.
But her footsteps changed direction, and she once again walked towards her purple bedchamber.
The next morning.
A familiar soft touch, a familiar quiet fragrance.
Ling Feng's consciousness awoke from his slumber. He slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was the familiar purple curtain.
And... a beautiful sleeping face.
Bibi Dong lay beside him, breathing steadily, sleeping soundly.
He had once again slept in the Supreme Pontiff's bed.
Ling Feng's mind instantly cleared. He carefully moved his body, wanting to sneak away quietly.
But as soon as he moved, Bibi Dong's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her beautiful purple eyes.
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze.
"Teacher... I..." Ling Feng's cheeks instantly flushed.
Bibi Dong looked at his embarrassed expression, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously curved into a small smile. Her voice carried a hint of post-sleep laziness.
"Xiao Feng, your spirit powerRank is too low. Cultivating together with me consumes a lot of your energy. That purple Qi just now was transformed from my spirit power; it can help you quickly recover your Spirit and calm your mind for sleep."
She explained what happened last night but didn't mention why she had carried him to her own bed.
Ling Feng suddenly understood. So that was it.
At the same time, he felt a surge of excitement. His Mo Yun Teng Martial Soul's Fusion with Bibi Dong's Spirit had an even better effect than he had anticipated.
This was not just Cultivation; it was also subtly deepening their connection.
"Then... Teacher, I'll go back now." Ling Feng lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
"Go." Bibi Dong did not stop him.
In the following days, Ling Feng's life became regular and fulfilling.
In the morning, he would appear punctually in Yue Guan's courtyard.
"Teacher, yesterday you spoke of 'Evening Primrose.' Why does its spirit power fluctuate with the phases of the moon?"
"Good question. Evening Primrose is naturally attuned to the power of moonlight. On the night of the full moon, when the moonlight is strongest, its power naturally reaches its peak."
Yue Guan was very satisfied with this Disciple. Not only was he exceptionally talented, but he was also eager to learn. In the hour-long theory class each day, Ling Feng could always infer other things from one point.
After the theory class, he would go to the academy's Cultivation ground to find Hu Liena.
On the grass in the backyard, the two sat cross-legged, palms touching.
"Junior Brother, you're improving too quickly!" Hu Liena exclaimed in surprise as she felt the spirit power flowing from Ling Feng's palm.
Just a few days ago, she could still feel her clear spirit power advantage, but now, Ling Feng's spirit power had become much denser. Although the total amount was far less than hers, its quality was extremely high.
"It's all thanks to Senior Sister's good guidance." Ling Feng responded with a smile.
"Hmph, you know how to talk." Hu Liena's face showed a triumphant smile.
As they Cultivated together, their spirit power increased much faster than meditating alone, thanks to the resonance of their Spirits.
And at night, the small house in the backyard of the Supreme Pontiff Palace would welcome its noble mistress.
Bibi Dong still arrived punctually every night, touching palms with Ling Feng for their unique joint spirit power Cultivation.
After each Cultivation session, Ling Feng would fall into a deep sleep amidst Bibi Dong's Originspirit power purple Qi, which had a calming effect.
Then, in the early morning of the next day, he would wake up on that large purple bed filled with a faint fragrance.
From initial panic to later composure, Ling Feng only took a week.
He could even, without changing his expression, quietly slip away before Bibi Dong woke up, pretending nothing had happened.
Bibi Dong saw all of this but said nothing, merely acquiescing to this peculiar way of getting along.
A week later, in the morning.
Ling Feng finished Yue Guan's lesson and was about to leave.
"Xiao Feng." Yue Guan called out to him.
"Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"
Yue Guan's face wore a gentle smile:
"Seeing your diligence these past few days, I am very pleased. Today, I'll give you a day off; go and relax properly."
Yue Guan took out a small money bag from his spirit tool and handed it to Ling Feng.
"This is your pocket money. Buy whatever you want."
Ling Feng took the money bag, feeling its weight.
"Thank you, Teacher!"
Leaving Yue Guan's residence, Ling Feng squeezed the money bag in his hand, and a plan quietly formed in his mind.
Whale Glue, it was time to put Body Refining on the agenda.
He knew its effects very well, but he couldn't tell Bibi Dong directly.
How could a six-year-old child know such obscure knowledge?
The best way was to experiment with it himself first.
Once the body strengthening effect became apparent, and it was
At that time, if Whale Glue's efficacy were to be promoted within Spirit Hall, he would also gain immense merit and prestige.
As for gold coins, he wasn't lacking them now.
Teacher Yue Guan had given him a sum, and a few days ago, Bibi Dong had also given him a large bag of gold coins under the guise of
Spirit Hall's financial resources were unfathomable.
Ling Feng made up his mind and turned to walk towards Spirit City's commercial district.
Spirit City's commercial district was bustling and lively, with shops lining both sides of the street, offering a dazzling array of goods.
Ling Feng's small figure weaved through the crowd, but he didn't attract much attention.
He didn't go to the shops selling spirit tools or rare Ores but instead turned directly into a relatively secluded alley.
Deep in the alley, a crude wooden sign hung, with the words
Ling Feng pushed the door open. The shop was dimly lit, and the shelves were filled with various dried sea Spirit BeastMaterials.
A skinny, goat-bearded middle-aged boss was napping on the counter.
"Boss." Ling Feng spoke.
The boss looked up, saw a child, and waved his hand impatiently:
"Go away, go away. Kids, don't cause trouble. We don't sell candy here."
Ling Feng wasn't angry. He took out the heavy money bag from his Huai and placed it on the counter with a dull thud.
"Boss, I want to buy something."
The boss heard the sound of gold coins clinking, and his eyes instantly lit up, his attitude doing a complete 180-degree turn.
"Oh, a young customer! What would you like to buy?"
"Whale Glue." Ling Feng stated his purpose directly. "Do you have hundred-year, thousand-year, or even ten-thousand-year ones?"
(End of Chapter)
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