Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

She actually... she actually got so excited while doing this that she lost control. How could this be? I'm her mother, how could I... Yue Qingge smiled, her voice full of doting affection.

He reached out and picked up the trembling Ah Yin, letting her sit facing him on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and held her firmly in his embrace.

The spring was still spewing out residual tides, which clung stickily to his legs.

It was warm and moist, but he didn't seem to care, not even looking down. "How could this be?" he whispered, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, their eyes meeting, their breaths mingling.

"Mom reaching this peak...isn't that the best encouragement for me?" Yue Qingge chuckled, gently pecking her lips, her voice filled with deep satisfaction.

"Mom, it's so moisturizing."

Ah Yin's face was covered in water droplets, it was hard to tell if they were from the tide, tears of shame, or a mixture of both.

Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she playfully punched him, the fist landing on his chest. "Stop talking..."

Then, with her hair all disheveled, she snuggled into Yue Qingge's arms like a spoiled kitten.

Her black hair brushed against his chin, tickling him and carrying the unique fresh scent of blue silver grass.

"Baby...you're so amazing~" Her voice was muffled and hidden in his chest, like a dream, barely audible.

"Huh?" Yue Qingge smiled, lowered her eyes to look at A Yin in her arms, and deliberately drew out her voice, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Ah Yin didn't dare to look him in the eye, and hurriedly turned her head away, leaving him with only her bright red ear.

She stretched out her slender finger and poked his chest, again and again, her voice carrying a hint of feigned composure mixed with barely concealed guilt and shyness. "I said... it's getting late, we have to travel tomorrow."

Chapter 117 Mother with Daughter

Yue Qingge gathered soul power at her fingertips, and a pale blue light spread out, brushing over the mottled marks remaining on the two of them.

Wherever the light passed, it smoothed away the mess left by pleasure. He lowered his eyelashes. Ah Yin leaned on his shoulder, her cheek against his, feeling his fingers tracing her snow-white skin, a tingling sensation that made her involuntarily bite her lip.

Once the last trace had disappeared, Yue Qingge withdrew her soul power, then wrapped her arms around her waist and lifted her up in her arms.

With a gasp, Ah Yin naturally wrapped her arms around his neck. He carried her back to the bedroom.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a silvery veil over the bed. The two fell into each other's arms, Ah Yin curled up in his embrace, unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

Yue Qingge grasped the mischievous hand, pressed it against her chest, and whispered, "Sleep."

Ah Yin hummed in agreement, her eyelashes fluttering. Ultimately, she couldn't resist the fatigue, and her breathing gradually became long and even.

Listening to her steady heartbeat, Yue Qingge also fell into a deep sleep amidst the unique fragrance of grass and trees that belonged to her.

Silent all night.

The next day, at dawn.

"Baby, it's time to go."

Ah Yin was already dressed and ready to go, standing by the door. A long, light green dress completely concealed her slender and graceful figure, and she had tied a knot at her waist.

Her long hair was casually held up with a wooden hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, adding a touch of languid charm to her beautiful and refined face.

She looked at the person still lazing in bed with a gentle smile in her eyes.

Yue Qingge yawned and sat up from the covers, her long, black hair falling over her shoulders, her eyes still hazy from just waking up.

He was only wearing a loose-fitting undergarment with the collar wide open.

"Why so early?" He rubbed his eyes, his voice a little hoarse. Ah Yin's gaze fell on him, and her cheeks suddenly flushed red. She quickly turned her face away, not daring to look at him anymore.

—You can't exactly say, "Your farm tools have woken up and are a bit hot on me," can you?

The pleasure from last night still seems to linger in every inch of my body; that feeling of being filled has not yet completely faded.

Her body still vaguely remembered those deep conquests, and the shameful sounds she made as she writhed and yielded to his pleasure.

The Blue Silver Cave was still red, swollen, and everted. The slight stinging and fullness made her clearly recall the previous night with every step she took.

Her long-dormant softness was still trembling slightly, and it was only by noticing anything amiss when she walked that she was managing to endure it. If it happened again…

She bit her lower lip, banishing the unpleasant thoughts from her mind, suppressing the ripples in her heart, and trying to make her voice sound calm:

"The air is fresher in the morning, and I prefer this kind of environment."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that the excuse was rather clumsy, and her ears turned slightly red.

Yue Qingge tilted her head and glanced at her, a mischievous smile flashing in her eyes, but she didn't expose it. She just said "Oh" softly and slowly got up to change her clothes.

As the two finished getting ready and walked out of the room side by side, the door to the next room opened just then.

Shui Rouxin was dressed in a black robe, with the hood pulled down very low, revealing only a small section of her fair chin and tightly pursed lips.

Her movements were much more hurried than usual, and her steps were hurried.

"Dean Shui! Do you need our help?" Yue Qingge had sharp eyes and recognized the familiar black figure at a glance, her voice carrying a hint of concern.

Shui Rouxin paused for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in her watery eyes beneath her hood. She quickly shook her head, forcing a smile.

"No need. I haven't even repaid the favor yet, how can I trouble you any further? Besides, it's not a big deal." She said, waving to the two of them, "I'm leaving now, remember to come find me in Tianshui."

Before she finished speaking, she had already turned around, her black robe billowing, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps and a faint, cool fragrance.

Yue Qingge frowned slightly as she looked in the direction where she disappeared, feeling that Shui Rouxin was acting a little strange today.

Ah Yin tugged at his hand: "Let's go. Everyone has things they don't want others to know."

Yue Qingge withdrew her gaze and nodded. The two intertwined their fingers and walked out of the inn, the morning light just right.

A few vendors had already set up stalls on the street, their calls echoing throughout. Ah Yin deliberately concealed her presence, causing passersby to subconsciously avoid them, neither bumping into them nor noticing their existence.

This saves a lot of unnecessary trouble.

The two walked side by side, Yue Qingge's thumb gently stroking A Yin's hand, the delicate and warm touch making his heart flutter.

Ah Yin glanced at him sideways, her eyes flashing with a hint of reproach, but she didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she tightened her grip slightly, letting him hold it.

After walking for a while, Ah Yin suddenly stopped.

Her body stiffened slightly, and then a smile spread across her lips, gentle and captivating.

A look of surprise appeared in her bright eyes, and the corners of her eyes curved slightly. Yue Qingge caught this fleeting smile out of the corner of her eye, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart. She turned her head to look at her, her voice filled with curiosity: "What's wrong with Mom?"

Ah Yin tightened her grip on her hand slightly, her steps becoming lighter as she suppressed her quiet excitement: "There's a soul beast aura here, Mom will take you to see it."

Her skirt swayed gently with her steps, and the light green fabric made her look like a fairy herb stretching its branches and leaves in the morning light.

The two walked through the crowd, their pace quickening. Ah Yin's gaze remained fixed on the corner at the end of the street ahead.

There were two figures in black, one large and one small, standing on the street. As they approached, Ah Yin's eyes met those of the mother, who was also dressed in black robes.

Something invisible seemed to be trembling gently in the air.

That was the resonance between two soul beasts after they had taken human form, the connection between kindred spirits. Ah Yin's lips curled up slightly, and she nodded gently towards Yue Qingge, her posture elegant and dignified. Then she tugged at Yue Qingge's hand: "My name is Ah Yin."

She paused, then turned to look at Yue Qingge beside her. "Qingge, say hello to this auntie."

Only then did Yue Qingge take a closer look at the pair of Mu women in front of her.

The mother was dressed in a black robe, tall and slender, with half of her fair and delicate face visible beneath the hood, her eyes carrying a serene composure honed by the passage of time. Her aura was perfectly concealed; were it not for Ah Yin's guidance, Yue Qingge would have barely detected any fluctuations in her soul power.

The girl standing beside her was also dressed in a black robe, but it couldn't hide her lively and energetic spirit.

Beneath the hood was a delicately sculpted face, with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her eyes were large and round, with slightly upturned corners, revealing a natural charm.

Chapter 118 Taking Things for granted

Her lips naturally curve into a slight smile, as if she's always smiling, which makes people feel happy just looking at her.

Yue Qingge composed herself and bowed slightly: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Yue Qingge."

The other party was clearly somewhat surprised. She had assumed that the person who suddenly approached her was up to no good and had already secretly gathered her soul power, but she did not expect to be greeted with such a gentle and warm greeting.

Those calm eyes swept back and forth between Ah Yin and Yue Qingge. Seeing that the two indeed meant no harm, she relaxed her guard slightly and nodded in return.

“My name is Su Qin.” Her voice was melodious and clear. She then looked down at the girl beside her, a gentle look appearing in her eyes. “This is my daughter, Xiao Wu.”② As soon as she finished speaking, a clear and lively voice rang out, as pleasant as a silver bell: “Hello! My name is Xiao Wu, the ‘Wu’ in ‘dancing’!”

As the girl spoke, she peeked out from behind her mother, tilting her head to look at Yue Qingge and A Yin, her big, round eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

Her voice was clear and loud, with a childlike innocence that made people feel fond of her.

Yue Qingge's pupils contracted slightly in that instant.

The name Xiao Wu exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt. He recalled the rings of divinely bestowed soul rings behind Bibi Dong. Therefore, she had never hunted the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit, meaning the fundamental contradiction had never existed.

This realization brought Yue Qingge a quiet sense of relief.

His expression changed extremely quickly, returning to normal in an instant, with even a slight smile appearing on his lips. None of the three people present noticed that subtle change.

A Yin took out a Blue Silver Grass leaf from her sleeve. The leaf was crystal blue with clearly visible veins and a faint layer of soul power on it. She handed the leaf to Su Qin.

“If you encounter any difficulties, you can contact me using this leaf.” Ah Yin’s gaze was calm, but her voice was firm. “I will do my best to help you.”

Su Qin looked at the blade of grass, feeling the powerful soul energy contained within it, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She looked up at Ah Yin, as if confirming the authenticity of this kindness. Ah Yin met her gaze, her eyes clear and open. Su Qin was silent for a moment, then finally reached out and took the leaf. The moment her fingertips touched the leaf, a warm and peaceful power flowed into her body, easing the tension she had been feeling for days. "Thank you."

"It's alright." Ah Yin waved her hand, then took Yue Qingge's hand. "Let's part ways here."

Before she finished speaking, she had already pulled Yue Qingge past the two of them without the slightest hesitation.

After walking a few steps, Ah Yin took out a sedan chair from her storage ring.

After the two entered the sedan chair and settled in, Ah Yin poured her soul power into it, and the sedan chair steadily headed towards the city gate.

In the distance, Xiao Wu, still standing in the same spot, looked up, her big eyes filled with confusion. She tugged at Su Qin's sleeve, her voice low: "Mom, who is she? I don't remember any other transformed beings, do I?" Su Qin held the blue silver grass leaf, her fingertips gently stroking the surface of the leaf, feeling the pure soul power contained within.

That power carried a vast aura originating from heaven and earth, bringing her peace of mind.

Her gaze deepened, and after a moment, a look of understanding appeared in her eyes. "This... is probably the legendary emperor of the Blue Silver Grass, the Blue Silver Emperor."

"She seemed to be talking to herself, or perhaps explaining to her daughter."

Without further thought, she carefully put the leaf into her bosom, took Xiaowu's hand, and walked towards the city.

"Don't overthink it, we need to hurry. After we buy things and get home, I'll continue to teach you some human knowledge." Su Qin looked down at her daughter.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's little face immediately broke into a bright smile. She skipped and hopped beside her mother, radiating the unique vitality and energy of a young girl.

"Yes, yes, I'll listen to Mom!" Her voice was clear and bright, and her face was beaming with a happy smile.

Tiandou Forest.

The sedan chair had already entered the outer area of ​​the forest. Yue Qingge and the others did not intend to cross the entire forest, but only to take a shortcut and use a side path to save time.

Inside the sedan chair, Ah Yin changed her position, leaning back on the soft cushions, with Yue Qingge resting her head on her lap.

She lowered her head, gently brushing aside the stray hairs on his forehead with her fingers. "Why did you decide to go to Sunset Forest, baby?"

Her voice carried a hint of curiosity and concern as her fingertips slowly slid from his forehead to his temples, pressing with just the right amount of pressure.

Yue Qingge closed her eyes, feeling the tingling sensation of the warm, soft fingertips massaging her acupoints.

Instead of answering directly, he raised a hand, his fingertips tracing upwards along Ah Yin's skirt, gently sliding over her calves, feeling the delicate touch through the fabric.

"I dreamt of a treasure trove in the Sunset Forest, and I want to go and find out if it's real."

His voice was languid and casual. He paused, his fingers stopped moving, and he opened his eyes, looking directly into Ah Yin's eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips. "But most importantly, I can still travel with Mom." Ah Yin's heart skipped a beat under that direct and ardent gaze, and two blushes instantly spread across her cheeks.

She lowered her eyelashes, not daring to meet his gaze, but her fingers continued to gently massage his temples.

"You're so good at talking," she said with a light reproach.

Yue Qingge closed her eyes again, a satisfied smile on her lips, enjoying Ah Yin's massage.

His consciousness quietly sank into the sea of ​​knowledge.

Within her sea of ​​consciousness, the golden phantom still hovered in mid-air. Yue Qingge's figure appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness, and she looked up at the phantom, asking, "System, can the opportunity in Sunset Forest be located at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire?" As soon as she finished speaking, the golden phantom moved, slowly condensing into a human-shaped outline.

With his hands on his hips and his head tilted slightly, his pupil-less eyes stared straight at Yue Qingge, his gaze conveying the message, "Are you an idiot?"

[When did I say I could find the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire? Are you just making assumptions again? Do you think the only opportunity in Sunset Forest is the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire?]

Yue Qingge stood there, her mouth agape, unsure how to respond.

He raised his hand, his finger lightly touching the golden phantom, wishing he could poke that annoying "face" to pieces, but in the end he could only helplessly lower his hand.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?" His voice was filled with frustration and tension. Xue Di, watching this scene, couldn't help but laugh. The laughter echoed softly in her mind's eye. She moved gracefully, her white skirt rippled like water, and drifted down to Yue Qingge's side.

She stretched out her arms and gently embraced his head, pressing his face into her soft bosom.

She ran her fingers through his hair, gently combing it, trying to soothe him.

Chapter 119 Yin and Yang

"Sunset Forest isn't large; if we sense carefully, we can still find it." The Snow Emperor's voice, carrying a hint of gentleness, softly sounded above his head.