[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take":3,"chapter-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-109":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","If You Will Not Reject Me, I Wish to Bow and Take You as My Adoptive Father",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2276836,4454,"Chapter 109","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-109",109,"\u003Cp>“Xiao Mudan’s charm is passionate and unrestrained, not flirtatious,” Xiao Yu said awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Nipo praised: “You’re right—don’t call it ‘flirtatious,’ it sounds bad if it spreads; call it ‘passionate, lively, free-spirited Xiao Mudan.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Lian said: “It’s unrealistic to master the Xiao Mudan Sword in seven days—is there any shortcut?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Nipo replied coolly: “Mastering the Xiao Mudan Sword is the greatest shortcut.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Lian’s eyes flickered, and she whispered: “I heard Grandma still has Divine Water and Divine Incantations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Nipo nodded: “I have Divine Water—for young women, it enhances marital bliss and helps bear children early; for older women, it strengthens the body, prolongs life, and preserves youth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have Divine Incantations—to expel evil, purge demons, purify homes, and protect family peace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But for you, neither Divine Water nor Divine Incantations are shortcuts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Improve yourself—master the Xiao Mudan Sword to elevate your charm, use fine cosmetics to enhance your appearance, and buy a few bolts of trendy fabric to make new clothes—that’s far more practical.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Xiao Yu truly began to view Feng Nipo with new respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t peddle Divine Water or talismans—instead, she urged others to improve themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old nun seemed almost ‘upright’—no wonder she’d lived to 130 without being beaten to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jin Lian was far from satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she could master the Xiao Mudan Sword herself, why would she need a witch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeking a witch’s help was precisely to find a shortcut!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Feng Nipo’s earlier “Kui Tian Jian Di Tai Qing Ru Lai Da Fa” had been too powerful, establishing an inviolable divine authority in Jin Lian’s heart—even if dissatisfied, she dared not show it. Though she didn’t entirely hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sharing a lavish lunch with Feng Nipo, Jin Lian gifted her a pouch of gold coins—roughly twenty-plus taels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Feng Nipo been willing to sell her even a bit of Divine Water or talismans, or perform a “Fortune-Shift Ritual,” Jin Lian might have offered forty or fifty taels in return—now she gave only half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu also rushed back to Xiao Jingxuan, wrapped a dozen gold and silver ornaments in silk, and presented them to Feng Nipo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, don’t refuse them—I’m new here, not as lavish as Sister Jin Lian. Please, accept them out of kindness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Nipo was slightly surprised, and somewhat pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu’s gift wasn’t lavish—after all, as she said, she was new and had little money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sincerity was key!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today she had won over this “Little Five Supreme Sword Maiden”—in four or five years, when the girl rose to become the true “Heavenly Gate’s Top Courtesan,” how much benefit would Old Feng reap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Nipo’s attitude toward Xiao Yu grew warmer; she took her hand and chatted for a long time at the courtyard gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She revealed her home address, daily haunts, approximate rest times—even her sect lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Xiao Yu knew she was the abbess of “Shuixue Nunnery,” a revered guest of every noble family; a hundred years ago, the Nine Heavens’ Mystic Lady had descended to enlighten her; she had attended the Peach Banquet, taken the Dao Ancestor as her father, and recognized the Queen Mother as her elder sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh—except for the confirmed location of Shuixue Nunnery, Xiao Yu felt the rest was nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could someone who was a revered guest of noble families mingle with courtesans in Qingshuiwan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ladies and daughters of noble families would never use the same “product” as courtesans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Xiao Yu didn’t expose Feng Nipo’s lies—she played along, placing even more crowns on her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much Feng Nipo boasted, her “Kui Tian Jian Di” was undeniably powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu wanted to uncover its secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, you really should meet Old Feng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing Feng Nipo off, Xiao Yu returned to Xiao Jingxuan and sighed to Hong Qu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she wrapped the gold and silver ornaments, she had indeed called Hong Qu to accompany her in seeing Feng Nipo off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Qu refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only country bumpkins and foolish women believe witch’s nonsense,” Hong Qu sneered, her face again twisting with contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think I’m foolish? Old Feng’s Kui Tian Jian Di Tai Qing Ru Lai Da Fa truly knows everything,” Xiao Yu said, full of awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Xiang Huchen of San Cha Ridge explained the “Yin Gong Theory,” she had become cautious in speech and deed, always wary of the Underworld’s “investigations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t trying to cultivate the “Yin Gong Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She merely didn’t want to expose her transmigrator’s secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or risk revealing the secrets of her Purple Mansion and the Peng Bird transformation due to careless words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a person has a name, ghosts and gods investigate; if ghosts and gods know, immortals and Buddhas know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, having witnessed Feng Nipo’s “Kui Tian Jian Di”—damn, she even knew about Xiao Yu’s whispered conversation with Hong Qu last night in the water—she not only had to be cautious, but constantly ready to slip into “Academy Award mode.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, now, when mentioning Feng Nipo’s powers, she must wear an expression of awe and reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Sigh, living under the watch of ghosts, gods, and supernatural powers—how exhausting. When would she ever truly enjoy freedom?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu felt weary, yet kept her face naturally admiring and excited as she recounted in detail the events in Yihong Academy’s upper floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Hong Qu’s mockery vanished; she frowned and sighed: “No wonder my father always warned me—the world is full of extraordinary people; at all times, before anyone, never be careless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu wanted to retort: You’ve heard that line your whole life—yet at the most crucial moment, your father himself forgot it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In your father’s circle, are there any figures like Old Feng?” she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d danced around for so long—her sole purpose: she didn’t understand Feng Nipo’s Kui Tian Jian Di and wanted Hong Qu’s insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t ask directly—afraid Feng Nipo was eavesdropping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Qu sneered: “Feng Nipo may have some strange arts, but my father converses with immortals—his associates are never charlatans.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For practitioners like Feng Nipo, keep your distance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worshiping her as a true immortal brings you no benefit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She can’t even save herself—how could you expect her to save you? It’s like climbing a tree to catch fish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Keep your distance. Of course—she’s the “Wenqu” daughter: if she doesn’t understand, she disdains—and thus keeps her distance. But I suspect others keep their distance from me too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu’s expression shifted several times; she stood up: “Let’s read the Daoist scriptures later—I’m going to see Aunt Liu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why now?” Hong Qu asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu replied strangely: “To discuss my future direction at Hongxiu Fang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Qu was even more confused, whispering: “Your future is simple—cultivate martial arts, kill your way through Hongxiu Fang, and escape Shu before you come of age.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu gasped, lowering her voice: “Is it that obvious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Qu rolled her eyes. “Don’t you realize every pore of your body radiates astonishing arrogance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyone with even a little experience knows someone like you will never submit quietly or endure passively.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu protested: “I call every guest ‘Elder Sir’ or ‘Elder Lady,’ address elders as ‘Sister’ or ‘Auntie,’ and greet neighbors from afar with ‘Auntie’ or ‘Uncle.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone likes me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m so approachable and kind—and you say every pore of me oozes astonishing arrogance? How astonishing? You’ve actually frightened me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xiao Yu genuinely alarmed, Hong Qu felt delighted; she smiled softly: “You needn’t worry too much—every girl in Hongxiu Fang, young or old, wants to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take Zi Ying—she’s less arrogant than you, yet possesses a stubbornness even harder to erase than arrogance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t Jin Lian seeking Feng Nipo precisely to find a good man and escape Hongxiu Fang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu sighed: “But I don’t feel I’m astonishingly arrogant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Qu’s eyes held a touch of envy: “Maintaining calmness and positivity in any environment—that’s true arrogance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without arrogance, there’s no confidence; without confidence, there’s no ease.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Heaven-Born Sword Bone, slayer of human immortals, Guan Yu—suddenly reduced to Hongxiu Fang’s “worthless” Yu Fengxian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the heavenly sword bone who slew a Golden Immortal, Guan Yu became overnight the “worthless one” Yu Fengxian of the Red Sleeve Courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet you live so freely in Hongxiu Fang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even have time to wander streets, visit neighbors, and gossip about the north and south of the city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu was speechless: “I live freely because I’m naturally easygoing and carefree—isn’t that enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call it whatever you like. When even I, the daughter of a prime minister, envy your ease—you’re not just naturally carefree.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Xiao Yu truly didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much of her confidence and ease came from her Purple Mansion and Peng Bird transformation—she wasn’t sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps without the Purple Mansion’s crutch, without the Peng Bird transformation’s greater potential, she’d be less easygoing than Hong Qu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dusk, Xiao Yu came from the back courtyard to the front, finding Zi Ying counting beads on her abacus in the “Garden Pavilion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has Aunt Liu returned yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu had her crutch, confidence to adapt anywhere; Hong Qu had her background, waiting for rescue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ease and freedom were somewhat fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Ying, an ordinary girl, lived most authentically, most diligently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides studying with the girls from Lixiang Garden, Zi Ying trained swordplay with Xiao Yu, brought her lunch and dinner to earn “allowance,” and from afternoon to night, served as Aunt Liu’s secretary, handling countless tedious tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides studying with the sisters from Lixiang Garden, Ziying had to train swordplay with Xiao Yu, bring her lunch and dinner to earn her “regular pay,” and from afternoon till night, serve as Little Secretary to Aunt Liu, handling countless tedious tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she was energetic, spirited, and improved herself daily amid the rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like now—Aunt Liu was absent, so she managed accounts, her abacus beads clacking faster than her sword movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being able to manage accounts meant she’d mastered writing, calculation, and literacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about Xiao Yu’s age, and unlike Hong Qu, not from a prime minister’s family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt Liu has returned—she’s at the pavilion by the lake now. Walk toward the lake, you’ll see her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Ying didn’t look up, her right hand swiftly writing with a brush, her left hand clacking the abacus beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is Aunt Liu available to see me? Is anyone with her?” Xiao Yu asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d come earlier that afternoon to see Aunt Liu—what she wanted to discuss was sensitive, best spoken privately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had come to see Aunt Liu in the afternoon, and the matter she wished to discuss was quite sensitive, best addressed privately and at leisure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard from Uncle Zhang that Honggu sent over a little girl. Sigh, now Hongxiu Fang has another ‘daughter’.” This time, Ziying put down her brush and looked outside, her expression complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu said nothing and turned toward the small lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the pavilion by the lake were four people: Aunt Liu, a little girl of about ten with twin buns, a middle-aged woman with a large mole beside her lip, and an elderly woman over fifty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly woman squatted on the ground, turning the girl over and over, examining her closely—prying open her mouth to check her teeth, lifting her eyelids to inspect her pupils, parting her hair strand by strand to feel her scalp, and slipping her hands inside the girl’s clothes to feel front and back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl’s eyes were brimming with tears, but she held them back, too afraid to cry—she looked utterly pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in the red skirt spoke loudly beside them, “Aunt Liu, you still don’t trust Little Hong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I checked her myself—Hui’er has not a single flaw. She’s even a famous vessel!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last sentence was whispered, secretive, leaned close to Aunt Liu’s ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Liu replied coolly, “I saw lice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lice are normal—who doesn’t have lice on their head? Even the girls of Hongxiu Fang often have to apply medicine to kill them!” the woman in red replied dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Liu paused, then said, “Forty taels of silver, plus ten percent dry shares. Or sixty taels outright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s a famous vessel,” the woman in red hesitated. “At least fifty taels, with ten percent dry shares.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, if this were anyone else, your demand would be reasonable. But do you not know who she is? Frankly, I’m very uncertain,” Aunt Liu frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in red’s face changed instantly; she quickly smiled, “Aunt Liu is always fair. Fine—sixty taels outright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Liu glanced at her. “You’re giving up the dry shares? Hui’er has good potential. If someone ever redeems her, she could fetch at least a thousand taels of silver. Wait seven or eight years—ten percent dry shares would be a hundred taels!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in red said, “She might be redeemed by a patron—or she might spend her whole life as a ‘gugu’ in Hongxiu Fang. Better to take the money now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Liu had spotted Xiao Yu in the distance. “Sang Niang, take Hui’er away. Also, tell Old Qin and Ziying to assist Honggu in completing the remaining procedures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they had left, Xiao Yu walked over and asked, “That Hui’er—could she be Xu’s Hui’er? I see a resemblance to Madame Xu in her brow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt Liu, you have the audacity to defy the wind and break the rules.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, cough, cough~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Liu suddenly turned deathly pale, clutching her chest as she coughed violently, crimson blood staining the corner of her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt Liu, you’re injured?” Xiao Yu exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>",2258,"2026-06-20T00:29:13.334Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ec2135ab490d5b5f1010c021768282c17e736863cfbbfb5f6faabd53f2e0856e","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-110","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-108",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fif-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-cover.jpg"]