Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 151 Sorry, does high cultivation level mean you can do whatever you want?
The white headband is identical in style and texture to Hu Liena's, except for the color.

At the end of the headband was a tiny gemstone that shimmered with a faint blue light.

Qian Renxue immediately changed out of her imitation headband and put on this one.

"Thank you for the gift." Qian Renxue pursed her lips, suppressing her racing heart, and gave Bibi Dong a hug.

Bibi Dong was momentarily stunned. She placed her hands on Qian Renxue's back, unsure of how to respond, and simply hugged her loosely.

Qian Renxue could feel Bibi Dong's body stiffen slightly, but she didn't let go; instead, she hugged her even tighter. In this embrace, she tried to draw a trace of maternal warmth from Bibi Dong, even if it was just a fleeting illusion.

A hint of guilt flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

Sorry, Xiaoxue, I've already had the first broth, and it was very refreshing. Qianyao and I have already transformed into each other's shapes.

What a pity! You were the ones who arrived first, but now, my dear sister, you're late!
The power of the Moon in Qianyao cleanses the soul. If it weren't for that, I really wouldn't want to share it. I'll make up for the past debts later. At worst, I'll just devote more energy to you.

Now, I have formed this wonderful connection with Qianyao, a connection that is hard to sever.

She patted Qian Renxue on the shoulder, her voice surprisingly stiff and choked with emotion, "If you like it, that's good."

Why did I feel a moment of confusion and melancholy? Did I still harbor those feelings for Qian Renxue?
Perhaps Qianyao is right. The secret struggles between them over the years have already etched each other's place in the mother-daughter relationship, and it won't be easy to change that overnight.

But isn't this even better?
Qianyao has gained another identity: my woman. "When I'm cheating, I get even more excited. I must be going crazy; it must be the lingering side effects of Rakshasa's evil thoughts."

Bibi Dong's mind was in turmoil as she frantically tried to shift the blame for her morbid thoughts onto Rakshasa God, while a sickly flush rose on her cheeks.

Qian Renxue nestled in Bibi Dong's arms for a moment, quietly breathing in that familiar yet unfamiliar scent. "Never mind, that's enough, isn't it? At least she herself shouldn't know yet."

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Qian Renxue came to her senses. "Qian Yao learned about this from her, so after dealing with the Rakshasa's evil thoughts, she actually already knew everything?"

She pursed her lips, clenched her fists and then released them, slowly stood up, looked into Bibi Dong's eyes, a hint of tears in the corners of her eyes, "So, you've recovered, right?"

I've already asked Grandpa about what happened back then. I hope you can tell me now, what would you like me to call you?

Bibi Dong glanced at Ling Qianyao subconsciously, then opened her mouth, remaining silent for a long time.

"Anything is fine with you if you want."

"As expected." Qian Renxue closed her eyes, a tear sliding down her cheek. She took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, her gaze held a resolute determination.

"Alright, since you put it that way, from now on, I will no longer use the bond between mother and daughter to bind you, nor will I dwell on those past hurts."

She took Bibi Dong's hand and led her into the house. "However, we are still family. I will call you whatever I like. You owe me so much, and I will make it up to you one by one."

Bibi Dong smiled and let Qian Renxue pull her along until they reached the dining table inside the house, where a grand feast had already been laid out.

Qian Renxue forcefully pressed her into a seat, then turned around to brew a pot of hot tea. She gently pushed the teacup in front of Bibi Dong, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Have a sip of tea first, warm yourself up, and then we can talk slowly."

Bibi Dong picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and the aroma of the tea spread in her mouth, which relaxed her tense nerves a little.

She looked at Qian Renxue, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "Xiaoxue, I'm sorry." She spoke these words sincerely, not only because of the debt she owed him in the past, but also because she still felt guilty for having taken advantage of Ling Qianyao not long ago. Qian Renxue shook her head, "It wasn't your fault. If I had known earlier," a cold glint flashed in her eyes, "Qian Xunji would definitely have been annihilated by me, no, he would have died a tormented death."

Standing in the distance with Zhu Zhuqing, who had a slight aunt-like smile on her face, Ling Qianyao suddenly felt a chill.

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's conversation continued.

“Mom.” Qian Renxue laughed. “It feels so strange. I used to long to call you that, but now when I call you that, I feel incredibly weird, yet I’m also a little happy.”

From now on, I'll still call you "older sister."

"Oh right," Qian Renxue handed the omelet rice she had just made to Bibi Dong, "Want to try some?"

Bibi Dong picked up a spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful of omelet rice, and put it in her mouth. The delicate egg skin wrapped around the soft, fragrant rice, paired with just the right amount of sauce, creating a wonderful flavor on her tongue.
It's fake. Just like the fried egg last time, Qianrenxue put in too much salt.

Bibi Dong blinked, maintaining the faint smile on her face, "It's quite delicious."

"Delicious? Then it's all yours." Qian Renxue smiled, delighted that she had succeeded in making omelet rice twice. Qian Yao had eaten the one at noon, so this one, made using the same method, must be delicious too.

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling, and waved to Ling Qianyao, "Qianyao."

Ling Qianyao's expression shifted, and with Bibi Dong squinting, he sat down on the other side of Qian Renxue.

This guy's avoiding me? Ha.

Bibi Dong took a bite herself first, then pushed the omelet rice in front of him. "Qian Yao, you have to try Xiao Xue's cooking. I just took a bite and the flavor lingered in my mouth for a long time. I savored it too carefully and I'm a little full now. You should eat more."

Ling Qianyao felt a pang in his heart and silently picked up a spoon to feed himself.

"Huh?!" Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise, staring blankly at the spoon.

"What's wrong?" Bibi Dong noticed Qian Renxue's unusual behavior and asked in confusion.

"No, it's nothing." Qian Renxue shook her head, secretly annoyed. "Forget it, it's just a spoon, what's the big deal? An indirect kiss is just child's play, hmm."

Ling Qianyao finished the "delicious" omelet rice, glanced at the sky, and said, "Let's eat, or the food will get cold."

He changed seats and sat down in the main seat facing south.

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong sat on the right, with Bibi Dong sitting closer to them. Zhu Zhuqing sat on the left. From the beginning, her gaze had never left Bibi Dong, and only after sitting down to eat did she reduce her observing gaze somewhat.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ling Qianyao, her eyes flickering slightly.

Ling Qianyao had just picked up his chopsticks when he froze for a moment. Without making a sound, he picked up some food, put it in his mouth, and looked down.
He didn't know whose black silk-clad jade feet were, but they quietly placed them on his abdomen. The crystal toes gently caressed him, and the subtle teasing spread through his body like an electric current.

He looked up and saw the mocking look in Bibi Dong's eyes.

A voice transmission came.

"Sorry, but having high cultivation levels means you can do whatever you want. They won't notice. Shh, don't make a sound. You don't want them to notice either, right?"

(End of this chapter)