Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapters 335, 358, and 359—Experiencing Farmer Life at Shrek Academy (Capturing Blackie… and Cai Tou)

"The Parasitic Soul Skill can actually be used like this?!" Qian Lingyun stepped over the clump of vines on the ground and walked to Huanhua's side, puzzled. "You turned him into this mess, isn't that a waste?!"

"Wasteful? Absolutely not! I'm a CD/DVD enthusiast!"

Huanhua gave a wicked smile, lifted a corner of her skirt, and covered the object formed from vines with it…

The black skirt trembled violently a few times, and the parts that had been deformed by the vines quickly returned to their original shape.

"I'm done eating!" Huanhua moved her mouth a few times, barely managing to eat a fraction of what she was full.

Eating makes one sleepy, and Huanhua was also feeling a bit drowsy at this moment. She needed time to digest the soul power she had ingested.

She yawned and crawled back into the undead demiplane to sleep, leaving Qian Lingyun to clean up the mess herself.

Qian Lingyun wasn't really that concerned about the first Grand Competition of the Holy Spirit Cult's unique skills that was going to take place in a few days.

After all… aside from combining the Ghostly Phantom Step with the movement patterns of other creatures to create a new footwork, she only had a superficial understanding of the other techniques.

As for Qian Renxue... she also has a little lion to keep her company.

She felt that the two guys would definitely have something in common.

After knocking on Feng Ling's door, Qian Lingyun casually lay down on the sofa. After briefly informing her about the grand competition of martial arts, she left the prizes and got up to leave the Holy Spirit Sect headquarters.

As she walked out of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, Qian Lingyun raised her head and stared straight at the azure sky, a rare look of confusion appearing in her eyes.

She seems to have a lot of things to do, but she has already told others about most of them.

So what should she do now?

She didn't know! She had many places to go here, but it seemed to matter whether she went or not!

Thinking of this, she gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Without a specific destination, I simply walked and walked, letting my mind wander.

The following afternoon, she walked from the Demon Forest to the gates of the Duke's mansion.

Upon seeing that it was their married daughter, the butler at the door hurriedly approached her, showering her with concern: "Miss, the Duke hasn't gone out today. Won't you go and see him?"

"Ah! Okay!" Qian Lingyun paused for a moment, then nodded and followed the butler into the Duke's mansion.

As she passed by her room, Qian Lingyun stopped and couldn't help but glance at the closed door of the room a few more times.

The butler was also a shrewd person. Seeing Qian Lingyun staring blankly at his room, he quickly explained:

"Miss, your room is exactly the same as before your marriage. Aside from someone cleaning it every day, only His Majesty the Duke goes in!"

"Hmm!?" Qian Lingyun hummed softly, seemingly somewhat surprised.

"You don't know! Ever since you got married, His Majesty the Duke has been missing his daughter terribly, and he comes here to sit for a while every day..."

Upon hearing this, Qian Lingyun's lips curled up involuntarily, and her emotions seemed to change somewhat.

Yuma is indeed a good mother. Although she may have subconsciously seen herself as a substitute for her daughter who died young, her actions genuinely made her feel maternal love...

"Alright, I understand. Lead the way!" Qian Lingyun paused, then looked towards the bustling courtyard.

"Yes, miss, please follow me!"

The butler responded with a sound of agreement and continued walking forward with his head down. That direction led to the hot spring pavilion next to the Duke's mansion garden, where there was an artificial hot spring.

At this time of day, Yuma should be taking a bath.

Knock knock knock!

A gentle knock was made on the door of the hot spring pavilion, and the butler greeted the doorman in a loud voice, "Your Grace, Duke!"

……

After a while, a languid female voice finally rang out amidst the babbling brook: "Wang Wu! What is it?"

"Miss is back!"

The butler, named Wang Wu, lowered his head and spoke cautiously.

"What! My daughter is back to see me!"

The languid woman's tone clearly carried a hint of surprise, followed by the sound of splashing water from inside the room.

With a creak, the tightly closed door of the hot spring pavilion was suddenly flung open from the inside.

The doors were wide open, and a misty, cloud-like vapor billowed out of the pavilion, as if a heavenly palace had descended to earth.

Yuma, her face flushed, held a bath towel in front of her, but even so, the thin towel could not completely conceal her magnificent figure.

The area of ​​a bath towel is limited, but Yuma's bosom is vast. Qian Lingyun could see at a glance the alluring curves of her ample bosom on both sides of the edge of the bath towel.

Her face flushed slightly, and she said sheepishly, "Mom, I'm back!"

"Hmm, it's good to see you back!" Yuma touched Qian Lingyun's forehead with her other hand, puzzled. "You're married now, why are you still so coy! Tsk! I just can't do anything with you!"

The professional butler seemed to have anticipated this, and the moment the door opened, he had already turned his back.

Qian Lingyun followed Yuma into the hot spring pavilion, and closed the door behind her as she entered.

Judging from her back view, Yuma definitely doesn't look like she's in her forties or fifties. Her smooth and delicate skin would make even many young women in their late teens feel ashamed.

Especially her elegance and mature charm, which she exudes with every smile and frown, is simply walking hormones!

The thought that such an elegant lady was her godmother made Qian Lingyun feel a little proud.

Slowly submerging most of her body into the water, Yuma rested the back of her head on the smooth jade pillow, letting her exquisite body float in the hot spring. After a while, she glanced at Qian Lingyun and uttered a soft sentence:

"Silly girl! What are you still standing there for? Come in and wash up!"

"Okay!"

Qian Lingyun felt a heat in her nose, and guiltily wiped her burning nose. She then neatly tossed her clothes aside and lay down next to Yuma, just like she had done.

"How are you feeling?!" Yuma asked in a soft voice, opening one eye halfway.

"It feels...good, this feeling...is..."

Qian Lingyun struggled for a while, but couldn't come up with that damned word. She groaned a few times in frustration and then fell silent.

"It's the emptiness and relaxation of letting go of all thoughts, right?"

Yuma's body gradually sank to the bottom of the water. She sat up in the water and slowly moved to Qian Lingyun's side.

She placed Qian Lingyun's head horizontally in front of her thighs and gently massaged Qian Lingyun's temples and other acupoints on her head with her fingers.

The magical tingling sensation added an alluring blush to Qian Lingyun's cheeks, which were already flushed from being soaked in hot water. She let out a soft groan and looked at Yuma with some surprise.

But what first catches the eye is…

A mother's love is boundless.

"Hmm..." Qian Lingyun hummed, tilted her head awkwardly, and asked curiously, "Mom, how do you manage to stay elegant and happy at all times?"

"It's very simple. First, do what you want to do. Second, don't take what others say to heart!" Yuma's hand paused lightly on Qian Lingyun's head for a moment, then pinched Qian Lingyun's earlobe and rubbed it downwards.

"Most importantly, you need to have a general goal!"

"Hoo... Is that so?!" Qian Lingyun closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before falling asleep.

"Huh! Asleep?!"

Startled, Yuma released her grip, looking down at Qian Lingyun's long purple hair, which floated like seaweed in the water. She sighed with a hint of helplessness, "Is this child under a lot of pressure? How can she fall asleep like this? But she can't stay in the water all the time!"

Getting up and stepping out of the hot spring pool, Yuma first used her soul power to dry the water droplets on her body, then changed into a bright red silk nightgown. She then bent down and scooped up Qian Lingyun, who was floating in the water, and placed her horizontally on a sandalwood table in the hot spring pavilion.

Gazing at Qian Lingyun, who lay motionless on the table like a sleeping beauty, Yuma took out several white bath towels from the closet on the wall and began to wipe Qian Lingyun's body.

As for why we didn't use soul power to lift Qian Lingyun and then use soul power to dry her body, there's a reason for that too.

Qian Lingyun is extremely sensitive to soul power. As long as soul power gets within half a foot of her skin, she will automatically wake up, whether she is cultivating or sleeping.

Yuma didn't want her daughter, who had finally fallen asleep, to wake up from her sweet dreams.

As the bath towel swept across Qian Lingyun's body and began to wipe her limbs, the jagged wounds made Yuma's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

"This child...sigh..."

Yuma changed Qian Lingyun into a spare pink nightgown, then carried her into the boudoir where Qian Lingyun had lived before her marriage.

Yuma gently laid her sleeping daughter flat on the bed and covered her with a blanket. She lightly flicked Qian Lingyun's nose with her fingertip. As she turned to leave, she realized that her belt was still wrapped in the little girl's hand.

"Huh? Does this child not want me to leave?"

Seeing this scene, whether by accident or not, Yuma was both annoyed and amused. She rubbed her temples helplessly and pushed Qian Lingyun to the other side of the bed.

The bed was large enough to fit several people. After making enough room, Yuma sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the sleeping little figure in a daze.

When Qian Lingyun woke up from her sleep, it was already noon the next day.

Although I don't know when I fell asleep yesterday, I slept exceptionally soundly.

She hadn't had a proper night's sleep in ages. This nap left her feeling completely relaxed and languid—it was such a wonderful, lazy feeling. She wished she could just stay in bed all day!

Wait, why is Yuma sitting next to her?

"You little sleepyhead! Finally up!" Yuma raised one eye and looked at Qian Lingyun with a smile. She flicked Qian Lingyun's nose lightly with her fingertip and said, "Sleeping for so long, are you a little pig?"

"ah…"

With a gasp, Qian Lingyun's initial comfort instantly turned into intense emotion, causing her to leap out of bed with a start: "Mom, you haven't left, have you been watching over me all this time?"

"I want to go too! But this little lazybones is clinging to Mommy, grabbing her belt and not letting me go!"

Yuma held up the sash beside her and couldn't help but tease, "If I had known that the little lazybones liked Mommy so much, Mommy wouldn't have let the little lazybones get married!"

Damn! This is incredibly embarrassing! I don't think I can stay in this house anymore.

Qian Lingyun's expression changed rapidly; that complex look could perhaps be described as utter despair...

"Do you have a grudge against Shrek Academy?" Yuma suddenly blurted out.

"Ah! This...this is something we evil spirit masters and Shrek academy students can't stand, isn't this very..."

Before Qian Lingyun could finish speaking, Yuma interrupted her, "Go on, I want to see what kind of nonsense you can come up with! You said all sorts of things in your sleep last night!"

"Huh! I was talking in my sleep?"

At that moment, all Qian Lingyun wanted to do was sew her mouth shut with needle and thread…

"Yes, she talked on and on all night, and I listened for most of the night!" Yuma put one arm around Qian Lingyun's shoulder and buried her daughter's head in her boundless maternal love.

While her daughter kept her head down, Yuma's lips curled into a playful smile. She adjusted her breathing and comforted her, "Tell Mom what's wrong. I've been through this before, I can help you figure something out!"

"Then I'll say it!" Qian Lingyun paused, her face, buried in maternal love, subtly curving upwards.

Yes, Qian Lingyun, immersed in maternal love, was not fooled by Youma's few words. As a master of deception and manipulation, she always adhered to the principle that as long as there is no solid evidence, she would not admit it, and even if you could prove it, she would not admit it.

As long as Yuma doesn't throw the recording of her sleep talking in her face, then she didn't say it!

"I know where Xu He, the crown prince who escaped from the previous emperor, is, but I'm torn about whether or not to go and capture him..."

Without the slightest hesitation, Qian Lingyun directly recited the name on her death list that was most recent!

"It's that little bastard! He's still alive? It's true what they say, evil lives forever!" Yuma's pupils contracted slightly, clearly not expecting such explosive news.

"My dear daughter, have you had any important work lately?" Yuma pulled Qian Lingyun out of the suffocation brought on by maternal love, shaking her awake, her eyes filled with barely suppressed joy.

"Hmm...nothing particularly important," Qian Lingyun looked up, thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "...Most things have already been explained!"

"That makes things easier," Yuma said, carrying Qian Lingyun in a princess carry. "How about we go out with Mommy, catch that little bastard, and exchange him for money with my father-in-law?!"

"But... that guy is in Shrek City, with that Limit Douluo there. Wouldn't it be......"

Qian Lingyun looked somewhat troubled. The Holy Spirit Cult did not follow the normal timeline to capture Ma Xiaotao from the Sea God Pavilion, and naturally, that old guy Mu En did not die as originally planned.

This also resulted in the existence of a Limit Douluo within Shrek Academy.

Although this Limit Douluo is the weakest of the three Limit Douluos, he still has the Golden Tree there. If that old man Mu En uses the Golden Tree to come up with some strange moves, then things will get complicated!

(End of this chapter)