Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

This time, they traveled even faster than before. Jingyou knew they couldn't delay, so he didn't complain of being tired and kept up closely with the two of them.

The three of them stopped when night fell.

"There's an inn up ahead, let's stop and rest for the night," Jing Shu said, looking at Jing You, who was exhausted.

"Okay, okay," Jingyou nodded, panting.

Jing Ran naturally had no objections.

So the three of them went into the inn and asked for three rooms. This time, Jingyou didn't ask why they didn't just ask for two rooms—he was too tired, and went straight to bed without even eating.

Looking at the food the waiter brought out, Jingran said, "How about we take him flying on our swords tomorrow?"

Judging from Jingyou's appearance, he probably won't have the energy to travel tomorrow. Although he and Jingshu didn't fly on their swords today, their speed was still quite fast. It's already pretty good that Jingyou was able to keep up.

Jing Shu shook his head. "It's alright, Ran. Xiao You will recover after a good night's sleep."

Jing Shu was very familiar with Jing You's physical abilities. Today's travel speed was just at his limit, so he wouldn't be unable to get out of bed tomorrow. Moreover, this level of speed also improved his physical abilities, so he wouldn't be at a disadvantage when encountering secret realms where he couldn't use spiritual power in the future.

As the saying goes, if you can't beat someone, can't you at least outrun them?

"You seem to be very good at taking care of children?" Jing Ran swallowed the small piece of crispy pork in her mouth and asked curiously.

He had noticed before, back at the private school, that Jing Shu was very adept at handling the group of children. Now it was the same with Jing You; although he didn't talk as much, he was always able to keep an eye on Jing You's state and accurately grasp Jing You's training.

"Does Aran think she can take care of a child?" Jing Shu didn't answer, but instead asked with interest.

Jingran shook her head firmly, "No, I'm not good at taking care of children."

Jing Shu was not surprised at all by Jing Ran's answer, but its firmness made him laugh out loud.

"Then, Aran, who do you think took care of Meng'er when she was still an infant, when our eldest brother went out to gain experience?"

"........"

Jingran fell silent, feeling a little guilty, so he chose to eat quietly.

Did he exploit Jing Shu like this before? Jing Shu doesn't look very old, yet he's already helping to take care of his child at such a young age. No wonder he's so experienced.

Jing Shu had no intention of letting Jing Ran off so easily; he could tell at a glance what Jing Ran was thinking.

“Yes, Meng’er and I entered the sect on the same day, one after the other. I was only five or six years old at the time. My master wasn’t good at coaxing children, and neither was I. But my master just pushed me out there to coax the crying Meng’er.” Jing Shu pretended to complain.

"Aran, tell me, isn't this going too far?" Jing Shu tilted his head slightly, looked at Jing Ran who was eating with her head down, and chuckled softly.

Five or six years old?! Jingran silently took a bite of the steamed bun in her hand. It did seem a little excessive…

However, "That's probably because I trust you completely?"

Jing Ran raised her head and met Jing Shu's smiling eyes. In an instant, she felt no guilt.

Are you kidding me?

"Yes, Aran truly trusts me completely." Both in the past and now.

"Are you happy to tease me?" Jing Ran raised an eyebrow and, mimicking Jing Shu, tilted her head and said to him.

"Yes, I like to see Aran show an expression that's different from usual," Jing Shu said frankly.

Jingran wasn't really angry. "Let's eat quickly, we still have to travel tomorrow."

As she spoke, she placed a thick piece of rice cake on Jing Shu's plate, gesturing for him to shut up and eat.

Jing Shu obediently ate the rice cake, but he couldn't stop smiling.

Jingran pretended not to see it, finished her meal, returned to her room, and summoned the Snow Condensation Sword.

He could sense that the sword spirit's aura was much stronger than before. Was it because of Jing Shu's blood?

Jing Ran put away the Snow Condensation Sword, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and prepared to fall asleep.

For some reason, he remembered the fox tail he had touched that morning. Jingran sighed softly. He needed to recover his memory as soon as possible; he really wanted to sleep with the fox tail again...

The next morning.

Jingran always felt that a burning gaze was watching her.

He knew who it was, but he just wanted to keep sleeping. But he still had to travel today...

Laziness and reason were locked in a fierce battle in Jingran's mind, but in the end, reason prevailed.

Jing Ran slowly opened her eyes. It was Jing Shu...

"What's wrong?" Jing Ran looked at Jing Shu, who was still staring at him, and felt a little strange. He sat up and asked.

"Aran, who am I?" the Nascent Soul asked somewhat nervously.

“You’re the one who teaches children to read, Jing Shu, who’s even less adept at taking care of children than I am.” Jing Ran’s lips curled slightly. “What, are you afraid I won’t be able to tell you apart?”

"No." The Nascent Soul said no, but his heart was at peace with it.

"How can Aran tell us apart? We look exactly alike," the nascent soul said with a smile, mimicking Jing Shu's manner.

Jingran's response was a resounding flick on the forehead.

Yuan Ying covered his forehead, which had been flicked red, and called out "A Ran" in a pitiful voice.

"Don't pretend, I can tell the difference," Jing Ran said calmly.

Jingran threw off the covers and got out of bed, then walked past Jingshu to put on her clothes.

In fact, even if one's consciousness is split, one should not be much different from one's original personality. For example, the current him, apart from having no memory, should have the same living habits and personality as before. That is why Jing Shu understands him so well in all aspects.

But Jing Shu is different; the two Jing Shus that split off from him have different personalities. So it can only be a matter of memory. Only by experiencing different things at different times can a person's personality change.

Jing Shu, with his fox ears, is clearly a child at heart; he is Jing Shu in his childhood. Even though Jing Ran only spent one day with him, he could already discern his personality.

He's short-tempered, easily angered, and even lacks social skills. Judging from the Nascent Soul's behavior just now, he's actually quite adept at feigning innocence. So, when was he Jing Shu?

Although Jingran was curious, he didn't intend to ask. Jingshu said that he would tell him everything after he regained his memory.

He has the time to wait, and besides, he likes all of Jing Shu, regardless of which one he is, and he likes every type of Jing Shu.

That's enough...