The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Shi Bao is truly a good child.

Since leaving the Trial Tower, after Shen Yao sent Shi Bao a short essay, Shi Bao no longer worries about whether his mother will abandon him.

As usual, he greeted her every day. During the four days that Shen Yao was in the Spirit Seal Space, he did not reply to her messages, and Shi Bao did not cause any trouble.

My mother said that if I don't reply to a message, it must be because something is holding me up, not because I'm ignoring him.

With Jiang Ming taking care of the child full-time, and Shi Bao being sensible and reasonable, Shen Yao was relieved of a lot of worries.

The one who doesn't have to take care of the kids is always free and unrestrained, doing whatever they want.

For example, right now, the carefree fairy couldn't take it anymore after drinking bitter medicine for three days in a row, so she decided to steal her father's storage ring and destroy the raw materials of the Cen Lotus he had stored.

She was clearly not sick, but Huo Diefei insisted that she was. He forced her to drink medicine three times a day, and Feng Yu had to watch the clock to make her drink it. It was so painful.

Before she can steal Cen Lian, she needs to find a way to get Feng Yu away.

Her husband is very clingy, following her almost all the time. Shen Yao didn't feel anything before, but now she finds it extremely annoying.

There's absolutely no privacy whatsoever.

Even the best of relationships shouldn't be treated like this.

He wanted to stick close to her, but he couldn't possibly help her steal the medicine.

It only delays things.

Unable to find a reason, she asked Feng Yu to forge a spirit sword for her so that she could practice the "Thirteen Forms of Sword Intent".

Unexpectedly, Feng Yu took out over a hundred high-grade spirit swords, all of which he had forged in the past.

"It's not enough."

As expected of the top craftsman in Qiwu, he has a lot of stock.

Tu Xiaoxiao has been doing something these past few days and hasn't left her room. Otherwise, she could have gotten the eight-tailed fox to cooperate and steal Cen Lian away.

I'm really worried.

The fairy, who had no chance to steal the medicine, could only wait until Feng Yu fell asleep and then climb through the window in the middle of the night.

Huo Die is a living map, the kind that can locate objects within a certain range. He knew as soon as Shen Yao tiptoed out of the flower room.

Shen Yao left the flower room and stood on the raft to observe the window of the left room on the second floor.

Huo Die pondered for a moment, guessed the general idea, and calmly unlocked the window, turned over, lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

After observing for a moment, Shen Yao flew to the window and carefully tried to push it open.

The window was pushed open a crack, and she was overjoyed. She released her spiritual sense through the crack to check the situation inside.

The spirit sneaked in, crawled along the floor onto the bed, and quietly approached the pillow. Huo Die seemed to be fast asleep, breathing evenly.

Shen Yao withdrew her spiritual sense, slowly pushed open the window, and quietly climbed down from the windowsill. Once on the ground, she quickly squatted down and slowly walked to the bedside.

Huo Die's hand was covered by the quilt. Shen Yao held her breath and used her index finger to lift the quilt, slowly lifting a small corner of it. She grabbed her father's sleeve and tried to pull his hand out.

Huo Die was fast asleep.

With her left hand easily pulled out, Shen Yao effortlessly removed his storage ring, took out Cen Lian from it, and transferred her to her own storage ring.

After she finished turning it over, she thought for a moment and then turned it back over to a small portion, enough to last her for about two days.

Huo Die was sleeping too soundly.

After Shen Yao finished everything, she easily put the storage ring back on his wrist, carefully covered him with the blanket, and then, having accomplished her mission, climbed out the window, happily closed the window, flew back to the raft, and went back to her room.

The next morning, after Shen Yao finished practicing her swordsmanship, Huo Die, as usual, brewed a pot of medicine and stood guard beside her.

This time, Shen Yao didn't hesitate at all. Without her father saying anything or her husband coaxing her, she picked up the jar and drank it all in one gulp. She let out a burp and said to herself, "Burp... I got up too early today and was hungry. The medicine didn't taste so bitter anymore."

Huo Die took the medicine bottle and looked at her meaningfully: "My daughter is sensible now. I won't have to persuade her to take her medicine anymore."

For the next few doses of medicine, Shen Yao didn't need to be persuaded; she would pick up the medicine and drink it without saying a word, acting like a good little girl who takes her medicine well.

Feng Yu was very pleased; his wife had made great progress and knew how to take care of her health.

The amount reserved for Huo Die's storage ring was about the same as Shen Yao's estimate.

After finishing the sixth dose, Huo Die said that Cen Lian's stock was gone. Shen Yao suppressed her joy and casually replied, "So what if it's gone? I've been drinking it for so many days, I'm already fine."

Huo Die reached out to take her pulse, pretending to examine her for a while: "She seems much better. We'll have a follow-up appointment tomorrow morning."

Shen Yao smiled, revealing her eight big white teeth. Her plan had been a success, and she had finally gotten rid of Cen Lian.

Tu Xiaoxiao finally came downstairs in the evening.

He was dressed in a red cloud-patterned robe and came face to face with Shen Yao as he left the flower room.

His hair was as black as graphite, smooth and glossy, and his pair of soft, snow-white fox ears twitched slightly unconsciously.

His handsome face was expressionless, his fox-like eyes were calm and still, which added a touch of refined elegance to his appearance, contrasting with his red clothes, making him both innocent and alluring.

Shen Yao was immediately unable to move.

Having grown accustomed to seeing the eight-tailed fox in his usual pristine white robes, Shen Yao's heart pounded wildly at the sight of him adorned in crimson robes and with his jade-like face painted with rouge. Her mind raced, repeatedly commenting: Beautiful, extremely beautiful.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten about her seemingly perfect husband, revealing her true nature as a scumbag and her lustful nature.

Feng Yu knew that the fox demon was no pushover. He had been hiding in the room for five days, and then suddenly tried to seduce his wife in this guise, pretending to be indifferent to desire... How infuriating!

Is there any way to get the fox demon to hurry back to Dragon Abyss City?!

"Yanzhou, look at me."

Feng Yu tugged at Shen Yao's arm. Shen Yao turned to look at him, then at the fox demon, and a blush crept onto her face. One was bright and clear like the moon, the other was alluring and seductive... their styles were completely different...

"What have you been doing in your room these past few days?" She asked with concern, her head down and hands behind her back, before drawing circles on the floor with her foot to hide her guilty conscience.

To the two male cultivators, she looked like a shy young lady.

Feng Yu was furious.

My wife likes pretty things, but can you not be so obvious about it? I've seen plenty of good-looking people over the years, and I've never seen her so envious.

So angry!

Tu Xiaoxiao's fox-like eyes were calm and still, but her voice was gentler than ever: "Practice your skills."

It must be said that the Eight-Tailed Fox is truly a blessing for voice lovers. The two words are like soft feathers brushing against the ear canal, making even fairies' ears go weak.

Just as she was about to chat casually for a bit and then leave, she suddenly smelled a refreshing fragrance.

She sniffed and took two deep breaths; the scent seemed to come from a deep valley, somewhat similar to the fragrance of wisteria.

She looked up at Tu Xiaoxiao and asked in confusion, "Why do you have a...?" She leaned closer to sniff, "...a light fragrance, a bit fainter than wisteria blossoms?"

Tu Xiaoxiao's pupils flickered slightly, her gaze as soft as cotton: "You can smell my scent?"

Shen Yao mustered her courage and leaned closer to smell it again: "Isn't it obvious?"

She turned to Feng Yu and asked, "Can you smell it?"

"No." Feng Yu shook her head, instinctively feeling that it wasn't a good thing. She pulled Shen Yao away and said, "We're going back to our room. Please make yourself at home, Young Master Tu."

The petty immortal lord couldn't be offended even slightly, and behind closed doors, he began to settle scores: "Yanzhou, am I not good-looking?"

"Your eyes are practically glued to him. Is he really that good-looking?"

He pulled her close, his voice dripping with jealousy: "Think carefully before you answer, my wife. Is it me who's more handsome, or him?"