Chapter 157 Refusal (1/2)

After lunch, Yan Yu and Ruan Tang didn't stay in the courtyard for long.

It's freezing cold outside, nowhere is as warm as inside.

The space is like spring all year round, with an energy so rich it's almost impossible to breathe in. Just one breath brings a sweet warmth that travels from your throat all the way to the tip of your heart.

It feels like a waste to waste even a second in such a wonderful place.

Holding Ruan Tang's soft little hand, Yan Yu had a thought, and the two of them appeared on the oasis of the elemental mine.

Ever since Ruan Tang taught him to use elemental stones to soak water for watering the land, the spiritual energy of this oasis has become incredibly pure.

Standing here, without even consciously channeling their energy, the spiritual energy seemed to come alive, frantically drilling into their bodies.

Ruan Tang sat down cross-legged with practiced ease, closed her eyes, and entered a meditative state almost instantly.

A soft blue-green halo enveloped her small figure, making her fair face seem to glow, so pure that one dared not breathe too loudly.

Yan Yu was not in a hurry to start cultivating.

He just watched quietly, his gaze focused and deep, as if he wanted to etch every tremor of her hair and every rise and fall of her breath deep into her bones.

That heart, hardened to the bone by the apocalypse, softened completely at the mere sight of her.

The space was so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats.

Not far away, Little White stood upright, its two mithril paws held imposingly on its hips, looking just like a little overseer, meticulously directing the puppet granny to categorize its treasures.

"Squeak!" (These sparkling gems must be arranged in order of color from light to dark!)

"Squeak!" (The fragrant spiritual plants must be arranged neatly by year, not randomly!)

That little pile in the corner was its secret treat that it had begged Ruan Tang for after throwing a tantrum. It even drew a "38th parallel" on the ground with its little paws, ready to fight anyone who touched it!

The tiger cub lay in its den, licking its paws with a look of utter despair.

It resigned itself to its fate.

In this family, it's a mascot.

Watching that man and rat feast while he could only smell the delicious food... this is probably the worst life a tiger can have.

In the midst of this peaceful moment, a knocking sound came from outside without warning.

The sound wasn't loud, but in the extremely quiet space, it was terribly jarring.

Yan Yu's brows furrowed instantly.

A chilling murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

Who will come at this time?

He was very unhappy.

He hated any form of disturbance, especially any disturbance to his little girl's cultivation.

Yan Yu didn't move.

This is such a trivial matter that he shouldn't have to step away from the little girl.

But the knocking grew more urgent with each knock, like a death knell.

"Squeak!"

As Little White was taking stock of its treasures, its snow-white fur suddenly bristled, its stardust tail turned into a fluffy brush, and its silver-tipped ears twitched restlessly.

This is outrageous!

Who's the fool who dares to make such a racket outside!

Didn't you see that my young master is cultivating?! He has disturbed His Majesty's presence; can he bear the consequences?!

Enraged, Xiao Bai threw a shiny spirit fruit on the ground, took a few quick steps, and darted to Yan Yu's feet, stretching out its tiny mithril claws to anxiously scratch his trouser leg.

"Squeak! Squeak squeak!"

Master! There are troublemakers causing a disturbance outside! Quickly, drag them out! Don't disturb the young master's peaceful meditation!

Yan Yu lowered his head and met Xiao Bai's dark purple eyes that seemed to scream "Protect me! Protect me!" For some reason, the coldness in his heart dissipated a little, and even a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.