Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

The sisters' gathering lasted until sunset.

Yunxiao was dragged by Ao Ling to the Dragon Clan's villa in Chaoge to see the newly acquired luminous pearl, while Jiang Xiaowu and Yang Chan went to the West Market to choose fabrics.

After watching them leave, Bixiao's eyes darted around, and she turned briskly toward the General's Mansion.

As dusk settled, the lights were on in the study of the general's mansion.

Su Yunbai was reading through the secret reports from Beihai, his brows furrowed.

The demon master Kunpeng moved even faster than he had anticipated.

The seventy-two demon kings have gathered, and the vanguard is less than a thousand miles from Chaoge.

Just then, the sound of familiar, light footsteps came from outside the window.

He looked up and saw Bixiao leaning half her body in through the window, smiling at him.

"Is one person studying hard?"

Su Yunbai put down the secret report, smiled and waved: "Come in, what kind of behavior is it to be leaning out the window?"

Bixiao nimbly climbed through the window—it was her usual style to deliberately avoid using the door when it was clearly there.

She walked to the desk, naturally sat in Su Yunbai's lap, and put her arms around his neck.

I missed you, so I came to visit.

Su Yunbai wrapped his arms around her waist and gently sniffed her hair.

"Weren't you having a get-together with your girlfriends today? What brings you here to see me?"

"The party's over."

"My eldest sister was dragged away by Sister Ao Ling, and Sister Xiao Wu and Sister Yang Chan went shopping. As for me... I came to find you."

As she spoke, she drew circles on his chest with her fingertips.

"You've been staying with your older sister these past few days, haven't you?"

Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness and jealousy, but no real resentment.

Su Yunbai grasped her mischievous hand and said gently, "Are you jealous?"

"No way," Bixiao pouted. "My eldest sister is aloof, I'm overjoyed that you could get her to open up. It's just..."

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

I just miss you a little.

These words were spoken so softly and gently, like a feather tickling the tip of my heart.

Su Yunbai's heart softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"I miss you as well."

Bixiao smiled with satisfaction.

She turned to the side and took something out of her bosom—an exquisite food box.

"I brought you some Eight Treasure Duck from Zuixianlou Restaurant, and some Osmanthus Wine."

"You're so thoughtful." Su Yunbai smiled as he accepted it.

The two moved to a soft couch by the window and sat facing each other, drinking together.

Bixiao's alcohol tolerance was actually not very high. After a few drinks, her cheeks flushed and her eyes became hazy.

She rested her chin on her hand, gazing intently at Su Yunbai.

Do you remember the first time we met?

"Um……"

Su Yunbai took her hand.

"Because you are my Daoist partner, it is only natural for me to protect you."

Tears welled up in Bixiao's eyes.

"I know. That's why I protect you too. In front of my elder brother, in front of my master, in front of everyone—I always say that Su Yunbai is the one I've chosen, and no one can bully him."

She leaned closer, her forehead touching his.

"I like you, I like you so much..."

His voice trailed off, tinged with intoxication and overflowing with deep affection.

Touched, Su Yunbai gently embraced her.

"I know. Bixiao, I like you too."

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell upon the two of them.

Bixiao snuggled against him and suddenly chuckled.

"Actually, I noticed it a long time ago. My older sister treats you differently. The way she looks at you is starting to resemble the way I look at you."

"Yeah?"

"Yes." Bixiao nodded. "Eldest sister has a cold personality, but she is more serious than anyone else when it comes to the people she cares about. Since she has decided on you, she will definitely treat you with all her heart."

She looked up and gazed at him intently.

"You must treat your eldest sister well. She has cultivated for a thousand years and has never fallen for anyone. You are the first."

Su Yunbai nodded solemnly: "I will."

"I'll treat you well too." Bixiao smiled again, her eyes crinkling. "So tonight... I'm going to have you all to myself."

As she spoke, she reached out and untied his belt.

The movement was very light, yet it carried an air of undeniable authority.

Su Yunbai let her have her way.

The moonlight outside the window is perfect, and spring is in full bloom inside.

The phantoms of Qing Si Rao and Bi Xiao's natal magic weapon, the Golden Dragon Scissors, intertwined in the air. The Golden Dragon Scissors were sharp, and Qing Si Rao was tender and affectionate, yet they were perfectly matched.

That is the resonance of Tao and Law, and the fusion of hearts.

Bixiao's long hair was spread out on the soft couch, intertwined with Su Yunbai's hair.

"Yunbai..." she called softly.

He kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes—whether from passion or overwhelming joy, it was hard to tell.

That night, the study became their private world.

From the soft couch to the desk, and then to the window.

The moonlight reflected their intertwined figures, softening the passage of time.

I don't know how much time passed.

Bixiao leaned against Su Yunbai's chest, her breath still ragged.

Su Yunbai gently stroked her long hair, his fingertips twirling the strands.

"Tired?"

"Hmm..." Bixiao responded lazily, but snuggled closer to him, "But I don't want to sleep."

"Then let's talk."

Bixiao was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Yunbai, what do you think will happen to us after the Great Tribulation?"

"Everything will be alright," Su Yunbai said gently. "When the time comes, I'll take you all over the Three Realms. We'll go to the East Sea to watch the sunrise, to Kunlun to admire the snow, to the Northern Sea to observe the stars... We'll go to all the places you want to go."

A longing arose in Bixiao's eyes.

"Then I want to go to Flower and Fruit Mountain. I heard there are peach trees all over the mountain, and the peaches are especially sweet."

"Okay, let's go to Flower Fruit Mountain."

"I also want to go to the South China Sea to collect pearls and make necklaces."

"Whatever you say."

Bixiao smiled contentedly.

She looked up at him and said, "Yunbai, do you know why I like you so much?"

Why?

"Because you're not like others," Bixiao said softly. "The senior brothers of the Jie Sect respect me because I'm Master's disciple and my elder brother's sister. The people of the Chan Sect fear me because my magical weapons are powerful and I have a bad temper. Only you..."

She paused.

"Only you truly love me as if I were Bixiao. You love my mischievousness, tolerate my willfulness, and cherish my sincerity."

Su Yunbai felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

"Because you are you. The one and only Bixiao."

Tears welled up in Bixiao's eyes, but her smile became even sweeter.

She leaned closer and gently kissed his lips.

"Thank you, Yunbai."

The two embraced, saying nothing more.

The moonlight fell silently, elongating their shadows and blending them together.

In the latter half of the night, Bixiao finally fell asleep.

Su Yunbai gently draped a robe over her shoulders, then lay down fully clothed and embraced her.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms, he felt a sense of peace in his heart.

Bixiao and Yunxiao are completely different, yet they are both the people most cherished in his heart.

One is as passionate as fire, the other as serene as the moon.

But their sincerity towards him was equally pure.

"With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"

He murmured softly, placed a kiss on Bixiao's forehead, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning.

The morning light streamed through the window and fell on the two of them.

Bixiao woke up first.

She blinked and realized she was still in Su Yunbai's arms, and he hadn't woken up yet.

She quietly looked up at his sleeping face.

He is usually calm and composed, but when he is asleep, he appears exceptionally gentle, even somewhat... childlike.

Bixiao couldn't help but reach out and gently poke his cheek.

Su Yunbai's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.

"Awake?" The voice was hoarse from the early morning.

"Mmm," Bixiao said with a grin, "I couldn't resist seeing you sleeping so soundly."

Su Yunbai chuckled and hugged her even tighter.

"It's still early, I'll sleep a little longer."

"No, I can't." Bixiao shook her head. "I promised to accompany my elder sister to set up the formation outside the city today. The demon race is arriving soon, and we need to prepare early."

Su Yunbai also remembered his business and released her.

The two got up and changed their clothes.

Bixiao hummed a little tune as she tied her sash, in a very good mood.

Su Yunbai wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"So happy?"

"Of course!" Bixiao turned and hugged him. "How could I not be happy when I'm with someone I love?"

She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

"Let's go, I'll come find you again tonight."

After saying that, she skipped away like a happy little bird.

Su Yunbai watched her departing figure, shaking his head and chuckling.

This girl is always so energetic.

He tidied his clothes and prepared to go out—he was going to discuss defense arrangements with Wen Zhong today.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard Bixiao's voice coming from afar:

"Big sister! Wait for me!"

Then came Yunxiao's gentle response.

The sisters' voices faded into the distance.