Chapter 214 Backlash (1/2)

The bronze cauldron in Ruan Tang's space never stopped humming.

It wasn't a big commotion, but it was as persistent as a mosquito.

Ruan Tang was nestled in Yan Yu's arms, being carried by him with her toes off the ground. She felt warm all over and was so comfortable that her eyelids were drooping.

As a result, I was woken up by the vibration.

She groggily raised her head and rubbed against his firm chest, her voice soft and sticky.

"Brother, wait a minute."

Yan Yu paused, lowered his dark eyes to look at her, his eyes full of questions.

Ruan Tang rubbed her eyes and jumped down from his arms, waving her little hand.

With a clang, the bronze cauldron, half the height of a person, landed steadily on the snow.

The tripod is still the same tripod, simple and heavy.

Having washed away the resentment of a thousand years, it exudes a calm and serene aura that has weathered many storms.

At this moment, the ancient bird-and-insect script characters on the cauldron were flashing faintly, as if they were breathing.

"It wants to talk to me?"

Ruan Tang tilted her head and curiously poked the cool cauldron wall with her finger.

The moment the fingertips touched it, the bronze cauldron hummed and shone brightly!

Rays of cyan light shot out from the cauldron, intertwining and outlining in the air in front of the two people, projecting an incredibly complex three-dimensional star map out of thin air!

Countless stars move within it, their trajectories so complex they're enough to make one's scalp crawl.

At the very center of the star chart is a blurry coordinate, locked tightly by layers upon layers of star trails.

Ruan Tang's large, almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.

She leaned closer, her small nose almost touching the illusory starlight, and her red lips unconsciously parted slightly in surprise.

This thing... is so high-tech!

[Squeak! Sparkling! So intricately sparkly!]

Little White also popped out of the hood, its two tiny mithril paws tugging at Ruan Tang's collar, dazzling the eye.

Ruan Tang was engrossed in watching, her mind racing with the Green Vine Cloud Mist Technique, trying to analyze even a fraction of the star map.

But as soon as his divine sense probed in, it was like a drop of water falling into the universe, instantly losing its direction, his mind buzzing, and the world spinning.

"No, I can't understand it."

She shook her head, rubbing her throbbing temples, her little face scrunched up.

"There are so many intricacies involved here, it feels like there's even more knowledge than in the classics."

Yan Yu reached out his large hand, covered her little head, and gently rubbed it.

"If you don't understand it, just put it away for now." His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a reassuring power. "No rush."

He didn't care at all what the star map was; he only cared whether his little girl was tired.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Tang also agreed that it made sense.

She's not the type to dwell on things.

She nodded, waved her little hand, and put the star map and bronze cauldron back. Then she looked up at Yan Yu with her small face, which was no bigger than a palm, and smiled sweetly. Her two little dimples were full of honey.

"Brother, I'm hungry. Let's go home for dinner!"

"good."

Yan Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he bent down to pick her up again. The space distorted, and the two disappeared into the vast snowfield.

...

The courtyard was already filled with the aroma of food.

The mutton and radish soup stewed by the puppet grandma was milky white in color. Sprinkled with a handful of bright green scallions and cilantro, the fresh aroma kept wafting into my nose.

There was also a plate of golden and crispy fried lotus root sandwiches and a dish of stir-fried local bok choy.

Ruan Tang's little mouth was glistening with oil from eating, her cheeks were bulging, and she squinted her eyes contentedly.

Yan Yu sat opposite her, barely touching his own food, just watching her eat.

He lowered his eyes, carefully picking out the small bones from the mutton with his chopsticks, and then put the peeled shrimp one by one into her bowl, his eyes filled with an overwhelming tenderness.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Yan Yu took a tissue and carefully wiped the grease from Ruan Tang's lips. He said in a deep voice, "Get back to work."

He stood up, and Ruan Tang stood up as well.