Offering Salted Fish To Master

‘You snatched my food and laughed at me? Are you a primary school boy?’ Liao Tingyan said in her heart, ‘You are an old man. But you want to use the title of the master and bully the novice driver here. Do you have no shame to even say it?’

She used her ability again to control the little fruits floating in the air. She had to eat one today!

It was a pity that the ancestor next to her was extremely bored, and clashed with her. Every time the fruit fell to her mouth and she opened her mouth it was suddenly taken away. Sima Jiao ate her fruit and laughed at her. After trying six times, Liao Tingyan gave up. With a thought, she sent the fruit to Sima Jiao’s mouth. With her knowledge of this ancestor, he wouldn’t eat it if she sent it to his lips.

The fruit fell to Sima Jiao’s mouth and he ate it.

Liao Tingyan: “…” I guessed wrong, goodbye food.

“Shizu, do you like to eat this?” Liao Tingyan smirked.

Sima Jiao vsaid, “I don’t like it. It’s too sweet.”

‘If you don’t like it, why the f*** did you eat it?’

With that thought, dozens of fruits rushed to Sima Jiao’s mouth. ‘Eat, eat for this lady! I will let you eat enough!’ 

As a result, before it touched his lips, the fruits just reflected and came to her face.

‘Damn, I am so angry.’

Sima Jiao laughed next to her. She thought indifferently, ‘Do you think I am playing with you?’

She didn’t want to care about this elementary school boy. She continued to explore her abilities and gathered a ball of water, trying to make them stick on her face like a mask and wash the juice on her face. She was,’t very proficient, and carefully controlled the water mass, washing back and forth on her face. This feeling was very refreshing. Her face felt cool and refreshing. After washing her face, it was like a water mask.

If that was the case, next time she could add some skin care items with the collected spiritual water to cover her face. Wouldn’t it be a mask? Although her cultivation level was so high that there was no need for a mask, she still wanted to use it.

She tried to put a flowing water mask on her face. Next to her, Sima Jiao raised his hand and peeled it off, “What are you doing?” 

Why did she want to press the water into such a layer on her face?

Liao Tingyan made another, “Masking a facial mask.” 

Her hands were itchy and she also got some on Sima Jiao’s face.

“Huh? What’s the use?”

“Keep your skin moisturized?” Liao Tingyan replied.

Sima Jiao couldn’t figure out what was in her mind again. If he asked her now with the truth spell, she would probably give a strange answer.

Liao Tingyan saw his hand holding the water mask. The wound was still open. She felt a little uncomfortable. She was quiet for a while, and after Sima Jiao closed his eyes again, she surreptitiously put her hand in the air, trying to cure it. She used the spiritual power and the clay ox entered the sea. (m. to disappear with no hope of returning)

‘Okay, I give up.’

But looking at it was too annoying. Even if the injury couldn’t be cured, couldn’t it be bandaged? She remembered the band-aid and decided to make a big one. There was a plant leaf in the Qiankun pouch that she brought in Clear Sky Valley before. A senior who she didn’t remember the name said it could be applied on bruises. So she could apply it in wounds.

She took out the big leaf, cut it off slightly, attached it to Sima Jiao’s wound, and finally covered it with a thin layer of spiritual power. It wrapped the leaf and the wound, and made a version of the big band-aid of the cultivation world.

She felt that she was so powerful. She could find countless ways to play by herself.

She closed her eyes and touched her spiritual sense to the outside of the palace again, trying to control it from a distance. The bright red flowers on Baili Mountain floated in from the window and were caught by Liao Tingyan. She used her consciousness to control these red petals to squeeze out the juice, and smoothly painted her nails red.

Liao Tingyan was playing with her new skills, but outside because of the fact that the ancestor of Baili Mountain hadn’t moved, people felt frightened.

“Shifu, today the Dao lord Cizang didn’t go to Yunyan Mountain Terrace. Could it be because yesterday’s situation made him unhappy?”

Shi Qian was sitting on his jade seat, closing his eyes and practicing. Hearing the question from the disciple, he waved his hand slightly, “If he was unhappy, he would have attacked the spot yesterday. Based on my understanding of him, I am afraid that something happened to him today. He closed the Baili Mountain and couldn’t come out.”

Shi Zhenxu asked, “Shifu, is there really no way to see what is happening in Baili Mountain? We are very passive.”

“Sima Jiao is very aggressive. He will never allow any peeping in his territory. Do you think we didn’t arrange our eyes to enter Baili Mountain, and no other palaces did too? But you can see who succeeded, no one.”

Shi Qian’s whole body was full of spiritual energy. As his breathing rose and fell, he spoke steadily, with emotion in his tone, “Who would have thought that a small child that the predecessors thought could be controlled would grow like this. He not only got rid of their control, but even swept back so many people. He has truly a terrifying qualification and fierceness. A dying beast is not easy to provoke.”

Shi Zhenxu didn’t say anything about this. As a junior in the Shi family, he knew many things, and he also had some understanding of the turmoil that occurred five hundred years ago. If it hadn’t been for that mistake, they wouldn’t be so restrained when confronted with the Dao Lord Cizang.

“I asked you to investigate Liao Tingyan. Is there any news?” Shi Qianqi asked.

Shi Zhenxu bowed, “There are already some people looking for it but we haven’t found out who is behind her. Master, maybe we should wait until we find out her identity and have control over her.”

Shi Qianqi said, “Zhenxu, you are wrong. With her identity, even if she had no one to control her, you don’t need to worry about the people behind her. The only worry is Sima Jiao. Being in contact with her is not suitable for him. Tomorrow, if Sima Jiao doesn’t appear yet, I will go see Majesty Dong Yang to test him, and ask him to write a letter.”

Shi Zhenxu said, “Yes, the disciple understands.”

Liao Tingyan was hugged and slept for a day. When night came, Sima Jiao opened his eyes and sat on the bedside barefoot for a while. Liao Tingyan looked at the way he rubbed his forehead and guessed that he might have a headache. She had suspected it when she was in Three Saints mountain. He had a brain disease. This brain disease wasn’t a curse, but an objective description.

She also felt that because his brain hurts too much, he didn’t care about the injuries on his hands at all. In comparison, the pain on his hands was nothing compared to that.

He didn’t look very good, but he didn’t say a word. He stood up and walked over to the pool in the hall.