Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

Chapter 37 Bai Mo: Sister Xi Lian really loves me, she even made me noodles (╥_╥)

Under continuous and intense friction, the surface of the metal particles was no longer absolutely cold, but instead showed a restrained yet dangerous dark red color, like a miniature star nucleus that had been ignited.

However, its shape remains as stable as a rock, showing no signs of melting, deformation, or collapse.

Just then, another portal to the Hundred Realms opened precisely in front of it, engulfing it. This cycle repeated itself, with Bai Mo manipulating the portal to allow the metal particle to accumulate terrifying kinetic energy—enough to destroy the world—through repeated "jumps and falls"...

Until... Bai Mo reversed the Hundred Realms Gate, using gravity to continuously slow its speed.

The metal particle that had returned from hell lay in Bai Mo's palm.

Its entire body remained that deep, matte gray, but its surface now bore an intricate and mysterious spiral pattern, created by extreme friction. It was icy to the touch, yet seemed to contain a destructive power capable of freezing the soul.

“Indestructible…unmeltable at high temperatures…undamaged kinetic energy…” Bai Mo’s voice was dry and trembling with extreme excitement, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

"Conventional kinetic weapons? Ha! Dropping a rock from space would burn up before it even hits anyone. But... I have the Hundred Realms Gate!"

Bai Mo's lips curled into an almost arrogant smile, "No need to accelerate to a fraction of the speed of light, just this speed of tens of thousands of kilometers per hour, magnify this solid 'little guy' a hundred thousand times, turn it into an indestructible metal pillar, and fly it towards you..."

He imagined the scene that would run through everything, his eyes brimming with excitement: "If you're so capable, then show me how to block it!"

But the imagination is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. He looked down at the priceless sample and recalled Hatonus's resounding "eight million".

The initial excitement was instantly replaced by immense pressure. He sighed with a wry smile and carefully put the metal pellet away.

Eight million…we have to find a way to get it! He looked towards the blacksmith's shop. The money-making plan had to be put on the agenda immediately!

However, before that, we can use ordinary stone as a substitute, although each stone can probably only be used once and cannot be accelerated to a very high speed. But that's the only option for now.

Bai Mo stood before the tightly closed wooden gate of the courtyard, the golden rays of the setting sun casting a long shadow of him. A knowing smile played on his lips as he gently shook his head.

"Come to think of it, it's about time. I've been wandering around outside for almost three hours..." he muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the familiar patterns on the door frame.

"Sister Xilian, you don't really think I didn't notice, do you? Miss Feng Jin looked hesitant when she left... Ha, how could I forget that today is my and Bai E's nineteenth birthday?"

He recalled Xi Lian's actions that morning—first, she casually patted him and Bai E on the shoulder, and vaguely said, "You've grown another year older."

Then, like herding ducks, they were chased out: "Go, go, go! Shuting is on holiday today. Bai'e, Teacher Tibao needs to see you. Bai Mo, aren't you going to properly thank Miss Feng Jin for healing your leg?"

"Sister Xilian, oh Sister Xilian, after all these years, your way of preparing surprises is still so...childish." Bai Mo's smile deepened, filled with doting affection and anticipation. He listened intently; the courtyard was deliberately quiet.

"Sure enough, I'll probably be bombarded with a 'surprise' as soon as I open the door," he imagined confetti, cheers, and a cake that might be thrown at him. He took a deep breath, composed himself, and pushed open the door—

"Squeak-"

"I'm back!" Bai Mo's voice was deliberately raised, filled with anticipation, echoing throughout the quiet courtyard.

However, the expected uproar did not materialize.

The courtyard was quiet. Only two people were sitting around the small table: Xi Lian and Bai E.

On the table, there was a large bowl sitting alone, filled with... noodles? Next to it were two empty bowls, one of which had clearly just been used, with traces of thin soup still remaining at the bottom.

Xi Lian looked up, a perfectly natural smile on her face, as if it were just an ordinary dinner time: "Oh! Bai Mo is back? Perfect timing, come over here."

She pointed to the bowl of noodles, "Today is your and Bai'e's birthday. Your sister Xilian cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for you two brothers! Bai'e has already eaten, so you should try it and thank your sister Xilian."

Bai E also looked up, his face expressionless, and simply nodded in agreement: "Yeah, Bai Mo, eat up, the noodles... are alright."

Bai Mo: "...Hmm?"

His smile froze instantly. He walked hesitantly to the table, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the bowl of noodles that looked ordinary, even somewhat...shabby, and the empty bowl with soup left in front of his younger brother.

An indescribable sense of loss, mixed with confusion, quietly crept into my heart.

"Sister Xilian, Bai'e. What's going on here..." Bai Mo's voice was a little hoarse as he pulled out a chair and sat down.

He tried to find any trace of a prank on Xi Lian's face, but the other party just smiled at him with utter sincerity in his eyes.

"That's right! It's longevity noodles, the sentiment is the most important! Eat up, eat up, try my cooking!" Xi Lian enthusiastically stuffed the chopsticks into his hands.

Bai Mo looked at the few slightly overcooked noodles in the bowl, with a fried egg lying on top, its edges charred and its shape somewhat abstract. He picked up his chopsticks with mixed feelings.

He picked up a mouthful of noodles and put it in his mouth—hmm, indeed, the taste was quite "simple," with almost no seasoning besides the aroma of the noodles, as bland as boiled noodles in plain water.

But seeing Xi Lian's expectant eyes and the burnt but clearly fried egg in the bowl, Bai Mo's heart suddenly softened.

He swallowed the mouthful of noodles with difficulty: "Thank you... Sister Xilian."

His voice was gentle and sincere. "It's delicious, really. It's just... well, maybe adding a little more salt would make it even more perfect. How about I teach you how to make noodles next time? I guarantee you'll..." He said half-jokingly, trying to liven up the slightly quiet atmosphere.

Just then, his leg seemed to accidentally bump into something soft and warm under the table.

"Ouch!" A familiar, slightly aggrieved and panicked cry came from under the table.

Bai Mo froze instantly. That voice…

He lowered his head and lifted a bit of the drooping tablecloth—

In the cramped space under the table, Tian was huddled there, clutching a small box that was crookedly wrapped but clearly very carefully. Her large, bright blue eyes were brimming with tears, and her embarrassed expression at being caught made her meet Bai Mo's shocked gaze!

Tian: (?﹏?) Oh no! We've been found out!

The air seemed to freeze for a second.

The next second, Tian, ​​like a Saifei whose tail had been pulled, suddenly popped out from under the table!

Her face flushed red, and she held the small box in both hands, forcefully shoving it into Bai Mo's arms. With her eyes closed, she shouted loudly:

Happy Birthday, Little Whitey!

Chapter 38 Author: I've placed a dragon girl here; don't bully her.

Tian's earth-shattering "Happy Birthday" was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake!

"Pfft—hahahahahaha!" Xi Lian, who had just been all "sincere," was the first to break down, slapping the table and laughing so hard she was doubled over.

"Hahahaha! Bai Mo! Your expression just now! You really believed it?" Bai E also instantly broke down, laughing so hard he slapped his thigh, all traces of his previous "calmness" gone.

As if a magical little switch had been pressed, the courtyard instantly came to life!

"Happy birthday, Little White!" Teacher Tibao's helpless yet doting voice came from the inner room. She and Tining walked out side by side, their faces beaming with smiles.

"Happy birthday, Mo Bao!" Feng Jin, holding little Ika, peeked out of the room, her face beaming with an uncontrollable smile.

"Your reaction when you walked in, and that 'Thank you, Sister Xilian, it's delicious,' was so adorable!"

"Happy birthday, Your Excellency Bai Mo!" Xia Die carefully walked out carrying an extremely gorgeous three-tiered cake decorated with starlight icing and glowing berries, her purple eyes filled with smiles.

"Bai Mo, happy birthday." Aglaia appeared at the courtyard gate at some point, carrying a box containing a set of carefully sewn clothes.

(Aglaia: I'm really worried about Bai Mo's aesthetic sense, I'll do it myself...)

Although he maintained that calm and composed expression, a gentle blessing was clearly conveyed deep within his emerald eyes.

"Happy birthday, Bai Mo (my best friend)!" Elliott and Evelyn appeared from the corner of the yard, smiling.

Finally, a figure that Bai Mo never expected stepped out of the shadows—it was Professor Xia!

He crossed his arms, his expression still cold and hard, but his tone was unusually tactless: "Hmph, my good-for-nothing student... never mind, today's occasion is special, I won't scold you. Happy birthday." This was probably the most "gentle" birthday wish he could give.

Bai Mo held the small box that Tian had handed him, glanced at Xi Lian and Bai E who were laughing hysterically, and then looked at the large group of people who had suddenly appeared around them.

His facial expressions were incredibly varied, ranging from shock to bewilderment, then to a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and finally…

“You…you all…” He pointed at Xi Lian and Bai E, speechless for a moment, “Oh! Sister Xi Lian! Bai E! You two! You conspired with so many people to deceive me?!” His voice rose eight octaves, filled with strong “accusation.”

“Don’t drag me into this. It was that brat Bai’er who dragged me here, and it was his idea,” Na Ke Xia said, arms crossed. “Besides, he didn’t say Aglaia would be coming too.”

Xi Lian wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, waving her hands repeatedly: "Oh dear, you can't blame me entirely! It was Bai E who came up with the idea! He said you'd be on guard when you came back, so why not do the opposite, let you be disappointed first, then the surprise will be even greater! Isn't that right, Bai E?"

Bai E immediately shifted the blame: "Bai Mo! Don't just blame me! It was Sister Xi Lian who 'coerced' me into participating!"

"Besides! Who told you to come back so late?! Feng Jin has been back for ages, and she's already finished all the preparations, just waiting for us!"

After waiting and waiting, all I got was me coming back with Teacher Tibao! "I've already experienced the surprise once, what's the point of playing along again?"

Bai Mo looked at Bai E's smug face, then at the crowd around him trying to suppress their laughter, and finally at the bowl of bland noodles on the table that looked like "evidence" of his crime.

Finally, all his "annoyance" turned into a long sigh and a barely concealed smile in his eyes. He deliberately put on a stern face, turned his head to the side, and snorted:

"Hmph...you win! None of you will leave tonight!" He rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to fight.

"To 'repay' you for the 'surprise' you've prepared so carefully, I'll be cooking tonight's birthday dinner myself! I'll show you what real deliciousness is!"

"Yay—!!!" Xi Lian and Tian were the first to cheer, their eyes shining as if they could already smell the delicious food.

"Ah? Mo Bao is cooking herself? That's amazing!" Feng Jin clapped her hands excitedly.

"Do you need any help?" Xia Die asked, holding up the cake.

Seeing the cheering crowd, Bai Mo's deliberately stern face crumbled, and a wide smile crept across his lips. He turned to Xi Lian, who was still cheering, and added:

“However, Sister Xilian—” he pointed to the bowl of noodles on the table, “given your superb 'acting skills' and this bowl of 'carefully prepared' longevity noodles… there’s no food for you tonight!”

Xi Lian's smile froze instantly, then she put on a pitiful expression, rushed over, grabbed Bai Mo's arm, and shook it:

"Ah?! No way~ Little Bai Mo! Your sister Xi Lian was wrong! Sister Xi Lian apologizes to you! Sister Xi Lian can wash the dishes! Wash a hundred of them! Just let Sister Xi Lian have a bite! Just one bite?!"

"Hmph!" Bai Mo turned his head away arrogantly, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

The courtyard was filled with joyful laughter and warm chatter, the light from the dawn machine gently enveloping the birthday celebration.

Xi Lian was completely "isolated" outside the kitchen, clinging to the doorframe, staring longingly at the scene inside. She inhaled deeply the increasingly rich aroma in the air, muttering to herself, "It smells so good... Is it braised pork? And steamed fish? Is that golden fried shrimp balls? Oh my god... Xiao Bai Mo, you're so cruel...?"

As each delicious dish, bursting with color, aroma, and flavor, was served on the makeshift long table covered with a brand-new tablecloth, the courtyard erupted in even louder cheers than before.

"Wow—!!!" Tian was the first to rush to the table, her mouth watering as she looked at the plates of crystal-clear, tempting dishes.

"That's fantastic, Mo Bao!" Feng Jin clapped her hands excitedly.

"It looks delicious!" Xia Die exclaimed, her purple eyes reflecting the luster of the food.

Even Aglaia stopped her banter with Nakasha, her emerald eyes scanning each dish intently before she nodded gently.

"Little Bai Mo~ Sister Xi Lian, I've never asked you for anything..." Xi Lian looked at Bai Mo expectantly.

"Come on..." Bai Mo said, though he was still sharp-tongued, he still handed Xi Lian a knife and fork. "All the plates are yours tonight, Sister Xi Lian."

"Great!" Xi Lian immediately went from worried to happy, and pulled Feng Jin to discuss which piece of cake to cut after dinner.

When everyone was about 70-80% full and the atmosphere was at its most harmonious and warm, Xia Die stood up and solemnly brought out the three-tiered cake with its shimmering starlight and sparkling berries.

"Wow—!!!" This time, everyone gasped in amazement.

Bathed in the soft light of the dawn machine, the cake seemed to carry a small, dreamlike starry sky, breathtakingly beautiful.

The candle was lit, and the small flame flickered.

"Bai E, Bai Mo, make a wish!" Everyone said in unison.

Bai E and Bai Mo exchanged a glance, then both closed their eyes again...

The candles went out, and applause and cheers erupted once more.

"Happy birthday, Bai E and Bai Mo!!!"

(Golden Finger: Awoo~ Happy Birthday! Although a human's birthday is only a fleeting moment, considering how important you are... Hmph! Happy Birthday!)

(Author's note: I've placed a little dragon girl here; please don't bully her.)

Chapter 39 Bai Mo: This is the world I want to save... Never mind, author, this line is too awkward.

P.S.: There are more and more people here, thank you everyone for urging me to update and for the little gifts. Three updates today.

The hustle and bustle of the birthday party gradually subsided, leaving behind a lingering sense of satisfaction and the faint aroma of food.

Bai Mo's gaze searched through the crowd, finally landing on Aglaia, who was preparing to leave quietly.

He strode forward and called out to Aglaia just as she was about to step out of the courtyard.

"Ms. Aglaia, please wait."

Aglaia stopped in her tracks, her emerald eyes calmly turning to Bai Mo, awaiting his next words.

With a perfectly measured smile, Bai Mo asked, "Ms. Aglaia, if I may be so bold as to ask... how did you find the food tonight?"

Aglaia seemed surprised that he would ask this, and paused for a rare moment.

She remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, her voice still cold but with a hint of candor: "I have long lost the ability to feel the taste of sweetness, sourness, bitterness, and spiciness. Food is to me merely fuel to keep my body running."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the courtyard—Tian was still licking the last bit of cream off her fingers, Feng Jin was leaning back in her chair, rubbing her lower abdomen contentedly, and even the usually aloof Xia Die had a hint of languor on her face.

"...But when the food enters the stomach, a long-lost sense of satisfaction, originating from deep within the body, does indeed surge up."