The Cub I Raised Turned Out to Be a Reborn Boss (GL) - Chapter 23.3

Last time at Yunlai Inn, just because she had looked a little longer, her face had turned red. Song Xi cursed herself inwardly for being useless.

Jiang Yixue had never thought raising a child would be so tiring. In her previous life, when her friend complained to her about the naughty little sister at home, Jiang Yixue had only laughed it off.

Now that she had encountered Song Xi, who was so stubborn that even nine oxen could not pull her back, Jiang Yixue truly understood what it meant to hate iron for not becoming steel.

She casually pulled a wooden sword from her storage ring and tossed it to Song Xi. Her tone was cold.

“Demonstrate the Wanxue Sword Technique for me once.”

The wooden sword felt light in her hand.

Sword energy burst from the wooden sword.

The aura around Song Xi changed completely. The sword light gathered without dispersing, cutting across the green stone slabs beside her and leaving a deep white mark.

Song Xi was very talented in sword intent. In only a few months, she could already catch up to several years of achievement from others.

Jiang Yixue could not help feeling the pride of seeing her family’s child grow up. The anger in her heart unknowingly faded by quite a bit.

A wooden sword could not store spiritual power, so it was easier to sense the aura of Song Xi’s spiritual power.

If Song Xi had cultivated the Yin volume of the Demon God Secret Manual, then during the process of demonstrating the sword technique with a wooden sword, it would definitely be completely exposed.

Jiang Yixue slightly clenched her palm, carefully sensing the aura of spiritual power radiating from Song Xi.

She had cultivated for at most three months. If they forcibly abolished the technique now, it would still be in time… No matter what, it was much better than having Wei Qi forcefully dig out her divine bloodline in the future.

Those who cultivated the Yin volume were destined to become the lifelong subordinates of those who cultivated the Yang volume. Jiang Yixue frowned slightly. She did not think that just because the two ended up together in the end, it counted as an HE. In that route, the heroine merely became the male lead’s subordinate. What true love was there…

Song Xi lifted her fair wrist, revealing the blood-jade bracelet on her wrist. The tip of the sword drew a sword flower in the air before stopping.

“Senior Sister, I’ve finished demonstrating.”

Song Xi stood there prettily. A few fallen leaves swept down by sword energy clung to her pink clothes. The loose hair by her forehead stuck to her skin because of sweat, and her tender cheeks were flushed from the exercise, making her look cute and lively.

Song Xi’s spiritual power aura had not changed at all?

Had she made a mistake?

Jiang Yixue immediately felt a little embarrassed. She rubbed Song Xi’s head.

“All right. It’s fine now. Go back early and rest.”

Song Xi blinked in confusion. “Senior Sister, but the matter from earlier still hasn’t been explained clearly.”

Clearly, Jiang Yixue had wanted her to explain why she had suddenly risen to Mystic rank. For some reason, she made her practice swordsmanship, then for some reason, she stopped asking… If Song Xi were not very certain that the current Jiang Yixue would absolutely not harm her, she really would suspect this was another trap Jiang Yixue had set.

“How has it not been explained clearly?”

Jiang Yixue hurriedly said, “You already apologized. What else has not been explained clearly?”

She tried to fish in muddy waters and perhaps muddle through this embarrassment.

But the moment this thought appeared, Jiang Yixue’s words paused. Wasn’t this teaching a child to lie?

A child’s worldview had not yet fully formed. She could not act like this in front of a child.

Jiang Yixue coughed lightly twice. Her expression was somewhat unnatural, but she still crouched down and looked at Song Xi at eye level, slowly explaining, “That… Senior Sister misunderstood Xixi. I thought you had followed someone else and cultivated some strange technique, but now I understand that I was wrong. So I should be the one apologizing to you.”

Song Xi’s mind went blank with a boom.

Strange technique?

Could it be the Netherworld Secret Manual…

This was Song Xi’s greatest secret. The instant those words came from Jiang Yixue’s mouth, all the hair on Song Xi’s body stood on end.

Jiang Yixue was still continuing. “So both of us have to take this as a warning. In the future, if we do something wrong, we have to take the initiative to apologize. Just like Senior Sister. A sincere apology will definitely be forgiven, right?”

“Ah. Right, right, right…”

Song Xi answered in a daze, then came back to herself.

According to Jiang Yixue’s words, she had not discovered the Netherworld Secret Manual. She had only felt that Song Xi’s cultivation was progressing too quickly. It had not been exposed. Good, good.

Song Xi had so quickly learned another excellent life quality.

Using herself as an example, Jiang Yixue instantly felt that her image had become grand and lofty. This was the power of being a role model. A child taught this way would definitely become an outstanding youth with the “Five Stresses and Four Beauties.”

The Netherworld Secret Manual had not been exposed, but it was still a ticking time bomb. Song Xi hesitated slightly and asked, “Will every apology be forgiven?”

“Of course,” Jiang Yixue answered without hesitation.

Song Xi did not continue speaking. She lightly bit her lower lip.

Cultivating the Netherworld Secret Manual was her choice, and something she had no choice but to do for revenge. She knew that no matter how nicely Jiang Yixue spoke now, she would not tolerate it.

Although the Netherworld Secret Manual could not exactly be considered demonic cultivation, its methods were strange and extremely similar to demonic cultivators. Moreover, the death energy used in cultivation was itself a sinister method… No one could tolerate a demonic cultivator who possessed a divine bloodline. She was destined to be rejected by everyone.

Song Xi’s thoughts were very chaotic. Instinctively, she followed Jiang Yixue step by step into the main hall, then unconsciously followed her into Jiang Yixue’s room.

Jiang Yixue leaned sideways against the soft couch and closed her eyes, but her brows were still slightly furrowed. Her mind throbbed faintly with pain.

Her spiritual power had already recovered quite a bit during this period, but the depletion of her mental power still needed time to slowly repair.

Song Xi stopped and stared at Jiang Yixue.

Whether Jiang Yixue could accept her cultivating the Netherworld Secret Manual or not, judging from now, Jiang Yixue truly treated her very well…

This feeling was like poison wrapped in honey. Song Xi did not want to provoke it, yet she could not resist its temptation.

“I’m sleeping with Senior Sister today.”

As she spoke, Song Xi took off her shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed.

She pulled the brocade quilt from the inner side and covered Jiang Yixue with it. Then she burrowed in as well, curled into a small ball, and lay closely against Jiang Yixue.

This sleeping posture was a sign of insecurity…

Jiang Yixue had originally wanted to drive Song Xi away, but when she saw the way Song Xi slept, she felt a faint ache in her heart. In the end, she could not bring herself to drive Song Xi away.

So she turned sideways and pulled Song Xi into her arms, saying softly, “It’s late. Sleep early.”

Jiang Yixue’s embrace carried a faint cold fragrance. After being warmed by the heat beneath the quilt, it became a lingering, scent that wrapped around the fingers.

It felt completely different from that day at Yunlai Inn…

Hearing the thump, thump of the heartbeat beside her ear, Song Xi tightly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. But her stiff hands and feet betrayed the thoughts inside her heart.

After only a while, Song Xi heard Jiang Yixue’s long and steady breathing. Jiang Yixue was indeed tired. The fatigue caused by mental power depletion was very difficult to resist.

Song Xi carefully stretched her hand out from under the quilt and gently touched the ink-black hair spread across the pillow.

Jiang Yixue’s embrace was soft. It was much more comfortable than kneeling in the courtyard and being blown by the cold wind.

Perhaps, in a certain sense, Jiang Yixue had been right.

Apologizing was indeed something one should do. After all, being able to exchange it for a warm embrace from Senior Sister was very worthwhile.

A wisp of ink-black energy emerged from Song Xi’s palm and entered Jiang Yixue’s pulse gate.

Because Jiang Yixue’s mental power was currently depleted, and because there was a Netherworld power seed in her sea of consciousness, she did not encounter much resistance.

In only a moment, the slight curve of Jiang Yixue’s furrowed brows completely relaxed, and she slept even more deeply.

Song Xi slightly lifted a corner of the quilt, then sat upright.

Under the pouring moonlight, Song Xi’s body slowly stretched out. Her figure became tall and slender, graceful, perfect, and exquisitely curved.

She casually draped on a piece of clothing and slowly circulated Netherworld power to absorb the spiritual power Jiang Yixue had transmitted into her body today.

After leaving Qingyang City, once she absorbed most of the death energy in her body, she returned to her current ten-year-old child’s body.

But because her foundation was currently unstable, if the spiritual energy in her body swelled too much and became difficult to digest in a short period of time, restoring her appearance from her previous life would allow her to absorb it faster.

The moon was cool as water. Song Xi leaned down, and her loose hair spilled with her movement. Deep brown strands were mixed with a faint touch of red, making that bewitching and gorgeous face look even more unreal than a fairy’s.

Her deep gaze fell on Jiang Yixue’s face, tracing downward from the corners of her eyes and brows until it landed on those pale lips.

Because Jiang Yixue had lost spiritual power and mental power, there was even less color in her lips, making them slightly pale.

Song Xi’s finger touched those pale lips as lightly as a dragonfly skimming water, then immediately separated. A faint red slowly dyed the tips of Song Xi’s ears. Her lightly pressed lips looked a little nervous, and the corners of her eyes and brows gained a few traces of softness.

Gently closing her eyes, Song Xi bent down and lightly kissed those soft lips. The touch was soft and warm.

Song Xi’s long lashes trembled softly in the air. After calming her heartbeat, she slowly controlled the spiritual power inside her body and returned it to Jiang Yixue.

Jiang Yixue could not control the Netherworld power seed on her own to purify death energy. But the spiritual power that entered Song Xi’s body would inevitably be tainted with death energy. For safety’s sake, Song Xi could only use this method.

Before long, Jiang Yixue’s spiritual power became much fuller, and color also returned to her face.

Song Xi hesitated, opened her eyes, yet could not bear to lift her head. Her brows curved with a little smile.

Senior Sister tasted sweet…

If Jiang Yixue could not accept her cultivating the Netherworld Secret Manual, then she would do everything she could to hide it. In any case, Senior Sister had to be hers.

This warmth and sweetness—she could not bear to lose them.

Jiang Yixue’s cultivation was completely stuck at the peak of Spirit rank. She also understood that the greatest taboo was rushing for quick results. The more one wanted to break through, the harder it often became.

Jiang Yixue simply relaxed her state of mind and temporarily set aside her own cultivation. Perhaps after sleeping once, she would break through.

Because of this, Jiang Yixue had more time to teach Song Xi, more time to buy beautiful clothes to dress Song Xi up, and occasionally go to the kitchen to cook and feed Song Xi.

Jiang Yixue could not quite appreciate the food she made herself, but Song Xi looked as if she liked it very much, giving Jiang Yixue tremendous comfort.

The red bean paste pastry before her was obviously burnt. When pinched, it dropped crumbs, yet somehow, the inside was still soft batter. Even the red bean filling might not have been fully cooked.

Facing Jiang Yixue’s expectant gaze, Song Xi lightly bit the edge that looked cooked.

After gently chewing a few times, she revealed a sweet smile. “It’s… it’s delicious.”

It was far too sweet and far too greasy. Song Xi did not know whether Jiang Yixue had creatively added some seasonings, but the flavor was also extremely strange.

But seeing Jiang Yixue’s expectant gaze, Song Xi felt it would be better to say something comforting for now.

“That’s good.”

Jiang Yixue’s eyes immediately lit up. She had not expected to succeed on her first attempt. It seemed she would not need to ask the cook for advice anymore in the future.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Yixue slapped her forehead and said, “I bought another pretty outfit from the Rare Treasures Pavilion today. Xixi, come try it on.”

When she followed Jiang Yixue into the room, Song Xi’s hand seemed to brush across the tabletop unintentionally. The few red bean paste pastries on the table were all stored into her blood-jade bracelet…

What Jiang Yixue took out was a light gauze dress. The goose-yellow skirt hem was adorned with a circle of beautiful tassels, revealing a graceful figure when walking.

Goose yellow was a lively and sunny color. When worn by Song Xi, it made the little girl look even more lively and adorable.

Everything in the Rare Treasures Pavilion was a spiritual weapon. This outfit looked ordinary, but it was made from the silk of a type of butterfly called the Qimeng Butterfly, and a hallucination formation had been engraved into it.

Song Xi looked at the clothes from left to right, then obediently put them on.

During this period, Song Xi had also become clear about Jiang Yixue’s taste. She simply liked dressing Song Xi up in all kinds of appearances, like a little girl playing with a doll.

Whenever Jiang Yixue saw Song Xi change into new clothes, she always had a stunned and delighted expression.

Song Xi liked Jiang Yixue’s reaction very much. Whether she was a doll or a junior sister, in Jiang Yixue’s eyes, she was unique and irreplaceable. This was very good. Jiang Yixue’s eyes were full of her, and the only person she cared about was her.

“Oh, right. There’s also this soft armor.”

As Jiang Yixue spoke, she took out a thin, soft piece of armor from her mustard-seed bracelet.

“Soft armor?”

Song Xi froze. When her hand touched the armor, there was a faint coolness, like the feeling of certain scales.

Song Xi had seen many things. With one glance, she recognized it. These were not scales. This was flowing silver. Only this kind of metal could be used to create such smooth yet durable armor plates. Tiny flowing-silver plates were linked together piece by piece, finally forming a full set of soft armor.

Even though the light inside the room was rather dim, it still shone with flowing colors, dazzling to the eye.

Jiang Yixue smiled in satisfaction and said, “Flowing Silver Chainmail. A few days ago, I asked Binniang to help buy it from the black market outside. Do you like it?”

This Flowing Silver Chainmail was even better than the soft armor Jiang Yixue wore herself.

Among all materials used to make soft armor, flowing silver was the lightest and thinnest, as well as the least restrictive and easiest to shape.

The Rare Treasures Pavilion also had Flowing Silver Chainmail, but it cost over ten million contribution points. Jiang Yixue was currently too poor to afford it, so she could only spend spirit stones and ask Binniang to buy it from the black market.

Although Binniang had many channels and bought it at the lowest price on the black market, it had still almost emptied all of Jiang Yixue’s assets.

But Jiang Yixue felt it was worth it.

The reason Song Xi had been injured some time ago still had not been found.

If it was not Wei Qi, then it could only have been a disciple on Wanxue Peak.