147: Chapter 147 The Ancient Palace of Love, the Clingy "Baby"

Inside the Ancient Hall of Love and Heaven, the atmosphere was completely different from the cold and murderous Aura of Ningyin Hall.

"Little Brother~ just teach me~ please~"

The Little Girl sat cross-legged opposite Xu Ruyu, her small hands cupping her pink face, big eyes blinking, long eyelashes fluttering like small fans, her voice so sweet it could drip honey.

She had been pestering Xu Ruyu like this for three whole days.

From the initial "Little Brat," to "Nephew Xu," and now to "Little Brother"—the names became more and more intimate, her attitude more and more clingy, but her goal remained the same:

To learn the Cultivation Technique.

To learn the set of True Explanation of Taixu Source Energy that she called "fun."

Xu Ruyu was pestered until his head felt as big as a bucket.

He tried to reason with her:

"Little Girl, this Cultivation Technique is really just a first draft. Many key points are not yet perfect. Cultivating it rashly might be risky."

The Little Girl replied, "If it's not perfect, let's perfect it together! I'm best at perfecting Cultivation Techniques!

I perfected the third layer of the Heavenly Charm Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra at age seven, improved the Foundation Establishment chapter of the Mystic Maidens Sun-Stealing Art at eight, and at nine..."

Xu Ruyu: "..."

He tried changing the subject:

"Little Girl, it seems like a fight has broken out outside. Shall we go take a look?"

The Little Girl curled her lip, "What's there to see? Xiao Yinzi is dealing with that Old Lecher Situ E. What's so interesting? She beat him up once three hundred years ago; this time it's just beating him a bit harder."

Xu Ruyu: "..."

He tried... playing dead.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, eyes closed and mind focused, ignoring the Little Girl's constant chatter beside him.

As a result, the Little Girl climbed directly onto his lap, buried her head in his chest, and began to act spoiled:

"Little Brother~ you're ignoring me~ I'm so sad~ waaaa~"

Xu Ruyu: "..."

He finally understood.

The Little Girl in front of him was simply a little ancestor who was impervious to reason or force and wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted.

Moreover, she was a little ancestor with an unfathomable background, who dared to call Xiao Nianyin "Xiao Yinzi" and casually talked about "letting Xu Ruyu become the Sect Master of Hehuan Sect."

He couldn't afford to provoke her, couldn't hide from her, couldn't beat her... and couldn't shake her off.

"Sigh..."

Xu Ruyu let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and looked at the Little Girl who was still clinging to his chest, looking up at him with big, blinking eyes. He finally compromised.

"I can agree to teach you."

He spoke slowly, his tone serious:

"But—I have one condition."

"A condition?"

The Little Girl's eyes lit up, but then, as if thinking of something, she suddenly "whooshed" out of Xu Ruyu's embrace, took three steps back, covered her chest with her hands, and showed a "wary" expression on her small face:

"A condition? You... you don't want me to warm your bed, do you?"

She paused, her small mouth pouting, her voice filled with grievance:

"I'm still just a baby... you can't have those kinds of thoughts about a baby!"

Xu Ruyu: "..."

He froze for two seconds, and then—

"Pfft!"

He couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

It wasn't that he wanted to laugh, it was just... this Little Girl's reaction was too ridiculous!

Warm the bed?

For her?

A "baby" who looked eight or nine years old but was actually probably over eight hundred years old?

Xu Ruyu laughed until tears came out, shaking his head as he laughed:

"Little Girl... what... what are you thinking..."

He finally stopped laughing, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said seriously:

"Although I, Xu Ruyu, am no saint, I wouldn't have those kinds of thoughts about a... uh, Little Girl."

"Really?" The Little Girl let go of her chest but still maintained a "safe distance," looking at him suspiciously.

"Really." Xu Ruyu nodded, his tone sincere, "I swear to heaven, I have no such intention."

The Little Girl stared at him for a long while. Seeing that his eyes were clear and he didn't seem to be faking, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned in again:

"That's good, that's good... scared the baby to death."

She patted her small chest and then asked curiously:

"Then what is your condition?"

Seeing her acting like a "baby," the frustration in Xu Ruyu's heart dissipated quite a bit. He pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"My condition is—you have to tell me who you really are."

The Little Girl was stunned.

"Or rather," Xu Ruyu added, "what exactly is your identity in this Hehuan Sect? Why do you dare to call Sect Leader Xiao 'Xiao Yinzi'? Why did you say you could make me the Sect Master of Hehuan Sect?"

He looked directly into the Little Girl's eyes and said word by word:

"You must tell me all of this. Otherwise—"

Xu Ruyu paused, his tone firm:

"Otherwise, I would rather not teach this Cultivation Technique."

This was his bottom line.

He couldn't expose his fundamental Cultivation Technique to someone of unknown origin, unknown purpose, and even unknown real age.

No matter how harmless or cute the other party appeared.

The Cultivation World was never a place where you judged by looks.

The Little Girl fell silent.

She tilted her head, her big eyes blinking, seemingly thinking and weighing her options.

After a long time, she finally spoke. Her voice was no longer sweet and cute, but carried a depth that didn't match her appearance:

"Little Brother, do you really want to know?"

"Yes." Xu Ruyu didn't hesitate.

"Even if... knowing might bring big trouble?"

"It's better than being like this, knowing nothing and living in fear every day."

The Little Girl fell silent for a moment.

Then, she suddenly smiled.

That smile was no longer innocent, but carried a sense of world-weariness that had seen through everything:

"Fine, since you want to know, I'll tell you."

She stood up, walked to the center of the ancient hall, turned around, and faced Xu Ruyu.

Her small figure in the empty ancient hall unexpectedly took on a majestic Aura.

"My surname is Qing, and my given name is Tian."

The Little Girl spoke slowly, her voice clear but like a thunderclap exploding in Xu Ruyu's ears:

"Three hundred years ago, they called me—Fairy Qing Tian."