Chapter 69 The Most Perfect Daoist Pact (1/2)

After much deliberation, Yan Yu felt that Zhao Weiguo was the most suitable candidate to succeed him.

Perfect timing! Using the excuse that it was too much trouble for one person to move the machine, he got the brigade to assign Zhao Weiguo to him as an assistant.

Once he's taught her how to do it, he can completely wash his hands of the business and stay home all day, taking care of his little girl.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu abruptly changed direction and strode towards the house where Zhao Weiguo was staying.

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Yan Yu was gone for about an hour before Ruan Tang finally woke up.

She sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

The air still carried a uniquely masculine yet cool and refreshing scent.

The taste was faint, yet it permeated everything, like an invisible net that tightly enveloped her, making her feel incredibly at ease.

Beside the pillow, Little White was holding a peeled pine nut with its two front paws, its cheeks bulging as it happily gnawed on it.

Seeing that she was awake, Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and it immediately offered the half-eaten pine nut to Ruan Tang, its eyes full of invitation.

Ruan Tang was amused by its clever little appearance and giggled. She affectionately pinched its fluffy little ears with her slender fingertips.

With a thought, he took Xiaobai into the space.

The most urgent task is to form a pact.

She needs to figure out the Daoist Couple Pact as soon as possible.

Just thinking about the obsessive and deep affection in the depths of the man's eyes that almost devoured her made Ruan Tang's lips curl up uncontrollably.

He is hers.

Completely, utterly, belonging only to her.

This thought made her feel incredibly at ease.

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Inside the library of the spatial palace.

Rows of tall rosewood bookshelves reached to the sky, neatly stacked with countless jade slips, animal skin scrolls, and ancient books, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of spiritual wood.

The puppet grandmother was already waiting respectfully to the side.

Ruan Tang briefly explained her needs.

The puppet granny bowed slightly, and the next second, her figure transformed into a blur, swiftly traversing through the vast sea of ​​ancient texts.

Her fingers swept across the bookshelf, and one by one, the heavy books were lifted up by an invisible force, the pages turning on their own with a "rustling" sound, so fast that they were just blurry afterimages.

Ruan Tang then leisurely sat down on the soft couch by the window, brewed herself a pot of spiritual tea, took out a few juicy fairy fruits, and contentedly closed her eyes.

"Squeak!"

Little White leaped down from her shoulder, put its two little front paws on its hips, and struck a pose that said, "This mouse also wants to share its master's worries." It imitated the puppet grandmother's manner and also wanted to turn the pages of the book.

As a result, it was too small, and even with all its might, it could only reach the bottom shelf of the bookshelf.

The little paws rummaged around for a long time but couldn't pull out a single book. Instead, it almost got buried alive by a thick book that it had pulled off itself.

Startled, it squealed and transformed into a streak of silver light, darting back into Ruan Tang's arms. It rubbed its fluffy little head against her chin, looking pitiful and seeking comfort.

"Alright, alright, I know our little white dog is the most capable." Ruan Tang suppressed a laugh and patted its little head reassuringly.

This little guy is becoming more and more intelligent and knows how to be affectionate.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the puppet granny's figure reappeared silently in front of Ruan Tang.

In her hands, she held an ancient animal skin scroll bound with thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk.

The animal skin scroll had been through countless years; its edges were worn and frayed. Unraveling the ice silkworm silk, a powerful five-element spiritual energy slowly rippled outwards.

“Master, we’ve found it.” The puppet granny’s voice was flat yet incredibly clear. “This technique is called the ‘Five Elements Soul Pact,’ and it is best suited for use in places with scarce spiritual energy, where it can be formed with the help of external objects.”