Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi nodded.

Xie Lingyun looked at the undisguised stubbornness in his eyes, reached out and touched his cheek, his voice tinged with a hint of bitterness:

"So... are you still leaving?"

Xie Xiaoyi nodded again and softly replied, "Auntie, I have to leave again, but I promise you, I'll come back as soon as I've cured Mu Pingting!"

"Can you come back in three days?"

"Auntie, three days isn't enough, it might need to be longer!"

Xie Lingyun gently turned his head away, no longer looking at him.

She was a figure who had traversed countless peaks in the martial world and was ranked among the four grandmasters. She had long seen through the grudges and separations of the world.

But ever since she started living with Xie Xiaoyi, her heart, which had long been as still as a dead stone, has been stirred by him time and time again.

The romantic entanglements that I used to despise have now become entangled in me, impossible to shake off.

Xie Xiaoyi saw through the unspoken turmoil in her heart and stepped forward to gently grasp her wrist: "But Aunt, I can stay tonight."

Xie Lingyun's body stiffened slightly, his cheeks flushed instantly, and he hurriedly lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his breathing became a little erratic.

"Who...who wants you to stay? Don't flatter yourself!"

Xie Xiaoyi reached out and steadily lifted her up in his arms, then lowered his head to gently kiss her slightly cool cheek:

"Yes, I was just being presumptuous. Next, I'll be presumptuous again and perform my unique skill for my aunt."

Xie Lingyun buried her head in his neck, her ears burning, and said softly, "Let go of me! I don't want to, you always... you're never serious!"

Xie Xiaoyi didn't stop walking, her voice slightly deep, carrying an air of dominance: "Auntie is too late! Tonight, I'm in charge."

Having said that, he held the soft, warm person in his arms, turned around, and walked towards Xie Lingyun's bed.

Xie Lingyun lightly punched his chest, her voice both shy and anxious:

"Put me down... I'm one of the top ten martial arts masters, a grandmaster! You're making me lose all my dignity!"

Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head and buried it in her chest, his head bobbing back and forth, his voice muffled:

"With me, Auntie doesn't need to worry about propriety. If I were to talk about propriety, I wouldn't be able to act freely..."

Xie Lingyun gently grabbed his hair, trying to pull him away from that "place of trouble".

"I won't listen... You're leaving tomorrow, why bother provoking me?"

Xie Xiaoyi reluctantly looked up, smiled slightly, and then said in a roguish tone, "It's precisely because I'm leaving that I'm leaving tonight entirely for my aunt!"

Xie Lingyun crossed her arms to protect her chest, feeling both ashamed and angry. She turned her head away and ignored him.

......

"Hands... Damn it! Xie Xiaoyi... You're becoming more and more lawless."

"I only act recklessly towards my aunt..."

The lamplight flickered, the night deepened, and everything else disappeared into the heavy twilight.

A single glance led to a fatal mistake, and for eighteen years, the regret has lingered.

Do not say that rank and age are far apart, nor that one's fortune will bring down a city.

Tonight, he really was in charge...

A night of tender words and gentle caresses, like a spring breeze melting snow, quietly soothed the melancholy in Xie Xiaoyi's heart.

Although the oppression and pain in his heart had not completely dissipated, it was no longer as suffocating as before.

Xie Lingyun's gentleness at Wanghailu eventually eased most of the tension in his heart.

......

The next morning, just as dawn broke, a light mist enveloped the Wanghai Lodge.

Xie Xiaoyi was dressed in black, his aura was deep and restrained.

He gave Xie Lingyun a deep look, turned around, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and rode his sword straight into the air, heading straight towards the medicine hut.

Xie Lingyun stood in front of the hut, watching the black figure disappear into the sky, and did not move for a long time.

Riding his sword at breakneck speed, Xie Xiaoyi arrived outside the medicine hut in just two hours.

He went to see his senior brothers and sisters and Mu Pingting, exchanged a few pleasantries and then hurried to the quiet room of the medicine hut.

My gaze immediately fell on the earthenware jars filled with orange peels in the room.

Xie Xiaoyi understood. His knowledge of biology and physics before his transmigration told him that Penicillium mold could not be formed overnight.

For the orange peel in the earthenware jar to develop sufficient medicinal effects, it takes anywhere from three to five days to seven days to extract usable medicinal properties.

Taking advantage of the few days of waiting, he simply stayed indoors and focused on cultivating in the medicine hut, concentrating on refining the Frost True Qi passed down by Xie Lingyun.

He was born with the aura of the ancestral dragon, and his body was nourished day and night by the dragon essence and phoenix blood. He also received the primordial yin energy of the beautiful grandmaster Xie Lingyun. His foundation was so strong that it was rare in the world.

In just a few days, he refined the fierce and pure icy true energy, making it more and more harmonious, until he mastered it and could control it at will.

In the past few days, his senior sister Hua Suwen has taken good care of him, delivering his three meals a day on time to his door, and showing concern and care.

Hua Lingshu was inherently kind-hearted, and he took meticulous care of Mu Pingting at her bedside, ensuring she was well taken care of.

Xie Xiaoyi saw all of this and was filled with gratitude. If the two hadn't been so dedicated, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate in peace and wait for the medicine to take effect.

That morning, he estimated that the time had come, and slowly walked into the quiet room, gently lifting the hemp cloth sealing the pottery jar.

With just one glance, an undisguised joy flashed in Xie Xiaoyi's eyes—

The orange peel inside the jar was covered with a thick, bright green mold, with plump mycelia and abundant spores. It was the Penicillium mold with the highest medicinal efficacy and the most suitable for extraction.

Xie Xiaoyi was overjoyed—

With everything in place, the east wind will come naturally.

Next, we need to see if our method will work.

He first had Hua Suwen bring a clean earthenware jar, then used his fingertips to exhale a little true energy to clean the jar of all dust and impurities, ensuring it was spotless and clean.

He then returned to the earthenware jars where the Penicillium mold had grown, took a deep breath, hooked his five fingers together, and silently performed the "Azure Dragon Drinking Water" mantra.

An irresistible suction force suddenly arose in his palm. He had already reached the Starry Sky Profound Realm, and his true energy was circulating with extreme precision.

In a short while, the medicinal moisture contained in the mold layer in the jar was slowly drawn out and condensed into a glistening green water ball in his palm.

Hua Suwen stared at the emerald green water sphere that had formed in his palm, her mouth agape involuntarily. "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Xie Xiaoyi smiled slightly: "I'm making an antidote for Sister Mu's serious illness."

Although Hua Suwen knew absolutely nothing about martial arts, the scene before her was truly beyond her imagination—

It can absorb water from a distance, condense it into a water ball, and the water ball on the palm of your hand gathers together without dispersing.

She couldn't help but lightly cover her red lips, exclaiming in surprise, "Junior brother... what kind of divine skill is this!"

"In all my years, I have never seen such a method of medicine making. It's incredible!"