Chapter 20: Third Disciple Wang Qiu'er

the Star Dou Great Forest.

Bai Yuan and Bai Yu were quickly rushing along the road.

The Three-Eyed Golden Qilin waited quietly in Bai Yuan's embrace. From time to time, it affectionately rubbed its head against his chest and licked his face.

Bai Yu looked on, feeling jealous; she felt that the master's affection for her was about to be snatched away, and she felt a strong sense of crisis inside.

All the way back, perhaps due to the Three-Eyed Golden Qilin's auspicious aura, they encountered no danger at all.

Upon arriving outside the big tree, Bai Yuan had no intention of taking the Three-Eyed Golden Qilin inside; instead, he directly fed it a Transformation Pill.

This time, Bai Yuan did not pinch its face; everything was left to it to act on its own.

After taking the Transformation Pill, the Three-Eyed Golden Qilin seemed to know what changes would happen to it.

Thus, it examined Bai Yuan from all sides, then took a good look at Bai Yu, after which it melted in a flash of white light and then solidified into shape like a liquid.

Finally, a girl who resembled Bai Yuan and Bai Yu alike appeared in his embrace; her height was the average of the two, her front was also the average of the two, she had golden eyes and golden hair, and a vertical pupil on her forehead.

Bai Yuan's mouth twitched as he watched.

Why does everything take the average of him and Bai Yu?

Can't it have a mind of its own?

Besides, what's the point of showing a vertical pupil on your forehead?

Are you afraid others won't know you're not human?

Bai Yuan glanced at the girl speechlessly, then with a casual grab, a clothing artifact appeared out of thin air.

This was something he had long prepared for his disciple; it had no special abilities, just being hard to wear out, basically staying clean, and it could change with the wearer's figure.

Bai Yuan put the clothing artifact on the girl, and it changed according to his will, finally becoming a pleasant ancient-style long skirt.

Bai Yuan placed the Three-Eyed Golden Qilin on the ground and helped her stand firm, saying: "From now on, you are my third disciple, Wang Qiu'er. Do you understand?"

The Three-Eyed Golden Qilin is an auspicious beast of emperors, beloved by heaven and earth, born with spiritual awareness, and can understand human language.

Wang Qiu'er flung herself into Bai Yuan's embrace, rubbing her head while speaking in a childish voice: "Understood, Daddy."

Bai Yuan corrected him speechlessly: "Qiu'er, I am your master, not your father."

Wang Qiu'er nodded and said: "Understood, Master Daddy."

"Ding! Congratulations on successfully taking on a disciple."

After receiving the system's notification, even though Bai Yuan felt speechless, he no longer wanted to keep correcting her; after all, he just wanted Wang Qiu'er as his disciple.

As for whether to call him Master or Master Daddy, those are minor matters; Bai Yuan completely doesn't care, and being ranked third is because he didn't count Xiao Wu.

"Bai Yu, from now on Qiu'er will be under your care; remember to teach her human eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, washing, etc., just as I taught you before, do you understand?"

Bai Yu glanced at the girl, who was much taller than her, then looked at Bai Yuan and said: "Master, how am I supposed to teach her? She's so tall, how can I...?"

Bai Yuan said indifferently: "I don't care; anyway, as master I've taught you, from now on you will take care of the third and second junior sisters."

Bai Yuan then patted Wang Qiu'er's head and said: "Go find your senior sister to lead you; master still has some things to do."

Wang Qiu'er looked up at Bai Yuan doubtfully for a moment, but eventually she let go, turned and hugged Bai Yu, affectionately licking her face while saying: "Mommy, how are you going to teach me?"

Bai Yu corrected: "It's Senior Sister."

Wang Qiu'er nodded and said: "Senior Sister Mommy, how are you going to teach me human eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating?"

Bai Yu didn't want to speak, but Bai Yuan had already rushed into the body of his second disciple nearby.

At that moment, Ning Rongrong was eating the millet porridge she had cooked, with two extra bowls set aside, as if prepared for Bai Yuan and Bai Yu.

He pushed open the wooden door, and Bai Yuan saw Ning Rongrong eating, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

According to his expectation, Ning Rongrong should have taken the chance when he wasn't there to run away, and then be trapped in the illusion formation.

In the end, Bai Yuan came back and let her out again, hoping to completely dispel her thought of escaping, but Ning Rongrong actually didn't run.

"Young Master Bai, you're back." Ning Rongrong stood up, turned, and served him a bowl of millet porridge, looking like a little lovely wife.

Bai Yuan walked expressionlessly to the table, sat down, and began drinking with a wooden spoon.

To be honest, Ning Rongrong's cooking is not great; it can even be said to be hard to eat, after all she's just started learning.

However, millet porridge, being simple, Ning Rongrong can make it barely edible; it won't be like last night's dishes, which were hard to swallow.

"Young Master Bai, where is Bai Yu's younger sister?" Ning Rongrong asked after picking a piece of the pickled vegetables Bai Yuan made for him.

Bai Yuan, while eating the pickled vegetables, took a mouthful of millet porridge and said: "She? She's currently worried about raising a child."

"Raising a child?" Ning Rongrong stared blankly.

At that moment, Bai Yu also walked in with Wang Qiu'er.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly went to the kitchen to fetch a bowl and a small spoon, and served two bowls of millet porridge.

"Senior Sister Mommy, what is this?" Wang Qiu'er shook the small spoon back and forth; she looked nothing like a maiden, more like a two- or three-year-old child.

Ning Rongrong almost spat out the millet porridge in her mouth.

"Senior Sister Mommy?"

Ning Rongrong gave a strange look to the short white-haired little loli who was much shorter than her, then turned her gaze to Wang Qiu'er, who was about the same height as her.

At this moment she also noticed the vertical pupil on Wang Qiu'er's forehead.

"What are you looking at? I'm much older than her. She's just a newborn little brat." Bai Yu had a blank expression, completely ignoring Wang Qiu'er's question.

"A newborn little brat?"

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her eyes flickering, because at a glance she could tell Wang Qiu'er was not human!

Bai Yuan had no choice but to say helplessly: "Qiu'er, that's a spoon, and this is how you use it."

Bai Yuan demonstrated it himself, then took Wang Qiu'er's spoon and fed her a mouthful, showing great patience.

"Thank you, Master Daddy." Wang Qiu'er tilted her head and smiled, showing a pure and innocent expression.

She then tried to imitate it, but her movements were slow, making her look clumsy.

Ning Rongrong's expression became even more strange.

At this moment, a loud "Boom" suddenly rang out.

Bai Yuan and the others felt the earth tremble slightly.

"What's going on?" Bai Yuan wondered.

Bai Yu put down her bowl and chopsticks, and said in a deep voice: "Master, Second Junior Sister said she saw strong fighters battling in the high heavens."

Bai Yuan's face sank; to cause such a commotion, at the very least they were a Title Douluo-level expert.

"Are they from the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, or from the Spirit Hall? Or have they all come? And who exactly is fighting?" Bai Yuan analyzed in his heart.

After all, the news of the "hundred-thousand-year cultivating Soul Beast" had spread; the Spirit Hall would certainly send people, but the question is who they are fighting.

It's utterly impossible that the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect would be fighting a Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall, right?

"Roar!"

A terrifying piercing whistle echoed through heaven and earth; even though the place where they were fiercely battling was still far away, Ning Rongrong also felt her head spin.

In an instant, Bai Yuan made a judgment.

This was not a fight between people, but between a person and a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, or rather a ferocious beast.

(End of chapter)