I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"Hmph, you dare to get up after getting my clothes dirty."

The year seemed to have been stirred by some strange fighting spirit.

"Lie down properly, you silly little white thing. Today I'm going to teach it a lesson."

"No... Sister... I feel... um..."

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Holding onto the last days of the year, I stare silently at the ceiling during the day.

"Damn it, why?!"

Looking at his hands, which were completely soaked and covered in white stains, and his still firm body, Nian fell into deep thought.

"Sister...she's all better...she's really all better."

Bai Zhou has no thoughts at all now.

He just wanted to end this terrible experience as soon as possible and get a good night's sleep.

Kal'tsit once said that this kind of thing shouldn't be done too often, as it can be harmful to the body.

But he did it nine times that year.

Nine times!

If it weren't for his strong financial resources and solid foundation, he wouldn't have been able to survive even the third time.

And now, Nian even wants to do it for the tenth time!

This is no longer enjoyment, this is torture!

"...I'll let you off this time, but if you dare to do it again, I won't let you off easily."

Although it was a pity that it could not be completely subdued, seeing the weak and powerless state of the daytime, Nian had no choice but to temporarily spare this hateful thing.

"I'm going to wash my hands, Xiaobai, go clean them up."

Now I feel sticky all over, and those things have started to smell strange.

"Ah... um..."

During the day, he raises his hand, summoning water to wash away the filth.

"Clothes, Xiaobai, help your sister wash them."

Although the fairy robe can clean itself, Nian still wanted to wash it again, otherwise wearing it always felt a bit awkward.

"Okay. Thank you for your help, sister."

Even though she was only wearing a strapless top, revealing a large expanse of skin, Bai Tian, ​​already exhausted, had no time or inclination to appreciate it.

After washing and hanging the clothes for the New Year by the window, Bai Zhou dragged his tired body back to bed and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"..."

During the day, he could fall asleep peacefully without any distractions, but Nian was not sleepy at all.

She was still thinking about what had just happened.

The task requires concentration and focus, proceeding step by step, with a careful control of the pace. It also demands unwavering commitment to completing the task in one go; any lapse in concentration will drastically alter the final outcome.

Yes, she was referring to the forging process.

What she just did to Bai Zhou was like casting an object.

Nine attempts, each with different results, were not perfect.

There must be a better way to solve this situation.

They pondered countermeasures for the next battle.

"..."

Bai Zhou, who was resting peacefully in his dream, noticed the change in his body and suddenly opened his eyes. He then saw Nian with a silly smile on his face.

"Sister... what's wrong with you...?"

Helpless, Bai Zhou grabbed Nian's wrist and pulled her off him.

"Hey? Don't be like that, Xiaobai, just try it once, just once."

Over the years, I've considered many different forging techniques, and all I need to do is try them out to get results.

Unfortunately, he was caught while secretly conducting experiments.

Not even once.

In the daytime, he silently tied on his robe, concealing the giant monument that had been secretly erected by Nian.

"Sister, I really can't go on today. Please don't let the pack animals die from exhaustion."

"Really not going to work? Hmm... I understand, I understand."

Year after year, unwilling to give up, she hugged Bai Zhou, buried her head in his chest, and muttered to herself.

Secretly conducting experiments is out of the question; we'll have to wait for another opportunity.

"Sister, what exactly is it about this kind of thing that attracts you?"

I really can't think of anything interesting about doing that kind of thing during the day.

"Hmph, you just don't understand, you silly little newbie."

Nian raised his head and shared his views on "casting oxen".

"How exactly did that kind of thing come to be associated with casting techniques?"

Why not focus your attention on what's worth doing?

Looking at the inexplicably excited Nian, Bai Zhou became even more determined to protect his "Niu Niu".

Kal'tsit is the best; she knows how to care about his health.

And his unscrupulous older sister only ever exploited him, without ever considering whether he could withstand the high-intensity work.

"Silly little white... Ugh, so sleepy."

After pouring out his inspiration, the exciting energy subsided, and Nian also felt tired.

"Go to sleep, sister. We're going out tonight."

If he can wake up at night.

"Ah."

By tonight... Xiaobai should be fully recovered...

Thinking this, Nian drifted off to sleep.

The black and white tails intertwined, clinging tightly to each other like their master.

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Returning to the Twentieth Discourse on the Way, Arriving at the Western Mountain

The silver moon hangs high outside the window, and night has already covered the earth.

The final day of the gathering was also the most lively moment.

But Bai Zhou couldn't join in and enjoy this soon-to-end happy time with the people.

Because...

Bai Zhou turned his head and glanced at the immortal who was sleeping soundly with his arm around his.

He gently tucked a strand of hair that had fallen to her lips behind her ear, sighed softly, and continued to gaze at the ceiling, contemplating life.

"It's a little too comfortable."

The different sensations brought about by the immortal's forging techniques and furnace can be described as extreme changes.

The gliding fingertips and the warm, soft palms—the casting technique is like meticulous carving and polishing, capable of refining even the slightest detail in the beginning, end, and transition of each line.

The blazing furnace, the anvil as smooth as flowing water. The sensations brought by the art of casting are even more intense, its effects intoxicating and unforgettable.

The unusual movement from the tail brought Bai Zhou back to his senses.

But the immortal's white tail detached from his tail and instead wrapped around his calf.

Even when asleep, he's restless.

He gently embraced the immortal, and during the day he dreamt of her in his arms.

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The following morning, after the sunlight streamed into the room, the sound of a large number of people moving around could be heard outside.

Today marks the start of the Dao Discussion Period. These people are probably the new generation who are going to the Dao Discussion Grounds to broaden their horizons by following the senior leaders.

"Sister, sister~. It's already the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), we should set off."

He gently pinched Nian's cheek and whispered in her ear during the day, trying to wake her.

"Um... um..."

A half-day dazedly responded, draping her arm over Bai Zhou's shoulder and neck, snuggling in his arms like a lazy cat clinging to its owner.

"I just can't do anything with you... Sister, don't move around, or you'll get something in your eyes."

During the day, he held her in one arm and used the other to take a damp towel from the side to wipe her face.

"It's so nice to have Xiaobai."

After wiping his face clean, Nian finally seemed to regain some energy, leaning against Bai Zhou and praising him softly.

"I bought some steamed buns for breakfast. Sister, have some to tide you over first."

Nian was awake, but looking so lazy and reluctant to get out of bed, it seemed unlikely he'd be up for at least half an hour. Bai Zhou wasn't in a hurry and went to get the soup dumplings he'd bought that morning to feed Nian.

"These steamed buns smell so good... but I'm not very hungry..."