Chapter 500: My Bathwater

Go ahead and level up.

I'm here! Jiang Yun Chu gave a light smile, her face soft, eyebrows curved.

Ning Chengyan gave her a deep look, finally sighed, "Wait for me."

This breakthrough isn't in Zhongzhou, where spiritual energy is scarce; he doesn't know how long it will take.

Moreover, he doesn't know if he'll wake up this time.

The realm suppressed for two years has suddenly been stirred; now he can only try.

Okay. Jiang Yun Chu nodded, lightly stroking that ancient wooden ring.

Little guy, it's up to you.

At this moment, Ning Chengyan had closed off his senses, his breath sinking into his dantian.

He knows nothing of what's happening outside.

A tiny plant, like a radish, sprang from that ancient ring; its tender white little face seemed to show some disdain.

Here.

That childlike voice, soft and milky, yet strangely carried a hint of odd helplessness.

Jiang Yun Chu raised an eyebrow, seeing a drop of clear water flicked over by the little guy.

If I'm not mistaken, this drop of water looks like dew from the little guy's leaf.

What is this?

She didn't move, just observed silently.

Back then, from the West Wind Mirror, did this little guy walk out on its own?

But what exactly is it? Moreover, it dispersed its internal energy and directly switched to cultivating spiritual energy.

An ignorant child!

The radish-like little guy, hands on hips, glaring, said, "This is the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the quintessence of sun and moon."

Get to the point! Jiang Yun Chu narrowed her eyes, the smile on her face carrying a hint of strangeness.

The little guy had just been fierce, but then its whole face suddenly flushed red, and it covered its face with both hands…

My bathwater!

What's wrong? My bathwater is precious, okay? Even in Zhongzhou, it's something people fight over.

You despise it? Then give it to me!!

The little guy grew more agitated under Jiang Yun Chu's gaze; the whole white jade radish suddenly turned into a red radish.

The hand covering its face was now inappropriate to keep, yet lowering it also felt wrong.

Jiang Yun Chu made no move, merely looking at it with a half-smile.

Oh?

That cold voice, with a rising tone, made the white jade radish tremble, its very filaments shaking.

Whimper~

How scary!

It doesn't want to be on good terms with her…

Jiang Yun Chu had no idea what it was thinking; this little guy is extremely hard to catch, and once it entered the ring, trying to find it again is even harder.

Since we found it today, many things need to be figured out.

Why did it follow me?

Unlike cultivating inner energy, which feels obscure and hard to grasp, cultivating spiritual energy gives a sense of things falling into place naturally.

Do these have anything to do with it?

You nasty girl!

You're too mean! You'll scare this old man! The radish went limp, plopping onto the ground in a "do whatever you want" pose.

Go ahead and ask.

These three words carried a hint of the helplessness of "better dead than living in disgrace."

Who are you? Jiang Yun Chu raised an eyebrow; this is something she's always wanted to know.

Especially after opening the West Wind Mirror, all of this surpasses her understanding.

Upon hearing that, the radish's leaves, which had just gone limp, now perked up again.

I am Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng.

Having just finished showing off, the radish saw Jiang Yun Chu's half-smile and immediately pursed its lips, "You ignorant little girl."

If you keep spouting nonsense, I don't mind slicing you up, pulling out your filaments one by one, peeling off your skin, and stewing you! Jiang Yun Chu's voice, slow and lazy, played with her tender white fingers, indifferent.

But the radish extended a filament, pointing at Jiang Yun Chu, "You… you… you…"

Jiang Yun Chu raised an eyebrow, "So… I'm not patient."

You've been following me for quite a while; it's time you knew what kind of person I am.

Words spoken, water spilled—

Before she could finish, the radish's filaments all stood up…

I'm not lying; I am Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng—thousand-year-old roots, ten-thousand-year-old leaves, hundred-thousand-year-old soul.

I'm already over three hundred thousand years old—never mind my bath dew, even my foot-washing water has people in Zhongzhou fighting over it!

Threatened, the little mouth babbled, spilling everything out clean and clear.

Can this dew solve the problem of scarce spiritual energy?

The little radish, just scared, was about to roll its eyes—but dare it?

No way!

Of course, although it's my bathwater, how could a genius's body condense mundane dew?

This...

Seeing that threatening gaze, the little one's voice began to weaken, "Each drop contains countless spiritual power; these are already the limit that guy can accept."

"A little more and he'd burst and die." The Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng wasn't speaking nonsense; it had already acknowledged its master, and in this life it's bound to that female demoness.

It had no other choice.

Jiang Yun Chu nodded, first feeding that drop of clear dew into Ning Chengyan's mouth, then stepping back.

"Why did you choose me?" Her gaze still fixed on Ning Chengyan.

But the radish knew she was asking herself.

"Your body has a familiar aura, not—"

"It's a familiar soul aura."

The Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng sat on the ground, rubbing its chubby white belly, its beady eyes also filled with confusion.

It was she who awakened me.

And I found a familiar feeling on her; I don't know why, but I just want to follow her.

Jiang Yun Chu looked at it, knowing the little one was telling the truth.

Whenever it lies, its beady eyes dart around randomly.

When boasting, its beady eyes float upward.

When exposed, its beady eyes fly to both sides.

"Familiar..." Jiang Yun Chu confirmed it was speaking the truth; the previous question wasn't resolved, but instead brought more questions.

"Your bathwater, give me some more; you've seen all fourteen little ones."

"And my dad and uncle, you've seen them too."

Jiang Yun Chu directly extended her palm, face up, her words carrying a sense of inevitability.

The Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng looked at her; its just-recovered fair skin slowly began to flush red.

"Jiang Yun Chu! Don't think that just because you're my master I have to obey you!"

"At worst... at worst..."

Under Jiang Yun Chu's calm gaze, the Mystic Heaven Snow Ginseng's voice grew softer and softer.