After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

It's probably for the small womb mandala and the small Pixiu to play with.

but...

Who said adults can't play on swings?

Holding Xiaxia in his arms, Shi Yan's lips curled up into a smile.

She held Xiaxia and sat her on the swing.

"Sister...Sister?" Looking at her sister's smile, Xiaxia suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Xiaxia's cultivation is progressing very slowly," Shi Yan said with a wicked smile.

"I..."

"They must have been slacking off." Even though he knew it was Nanjun City's problem, Shi Yan deliberately put on the airs of a strict teacher.

"Yes..." Xiaxia obediently gripped the swing ropes tightly with her little hands.

Is it about teachers and students?

Xiaxia is fine with anything her older sister likes.

“First level of the Spirit Realm…too low.” Shi Yan placed his hand on the girl’s wrist.

"I'm...I'm sorry..."

"Xiaxia, you need to keep up with your older sister."

"Yes..."

"Then let your older sister teach you."

"Sister...she breaks through very quickly."

"Yes...yes..."

After changing into a white robe belonging to the Shi family, Shi Yan left the courtyard.

After all, it's not really appropriate to be wandering around Shi's house wearing the clothes of the Love Sea Demon Sect.

Under Shi Yan's careful guidance, Xia Xia's cultivation has reached the second level of the Spirit Realm.

Reality is not like a game.

In the game, a girl's cultivation level will stagnate if she gets tired of studying.

In reality, however, Xiaxia will only work even harder to catch up on her studies.

Shi Yan was quite concerned about Xia Xia's cultivation level.

Her goal was to help Xiaxia break through to the ninth level of the Spirit Realm before leaving Nanjun City for "Huangtian Houtu".

Shi Yan slowly walked towards the side room near the reception room.

That was originally intended for guests visiting the Master's family to stay overnight.

That's where Bai Xiaoxiao just took the girls.

clang-

The teacher pushed open the door.

The little Pixiu and the little Womb Mandala were squatting on the ground by the door, playing some kind of crossword puzzle.

This time, the small womb mandala used a clever trick.

Although she was facing away from the door and seemed to be at a disadvantage, she was a demon.

She could detect Shi Yan's approach even faster than the little Pixiu.

Just as Shi Yan was about to push open the door, the Little Garbhadhatu Mandala turned around and pounced over.

"Master! Master!!!"

"Sister Shiyan!!!"

This time... the Lesser Garbhadhatu Mandala gained the upper hand.

She directly took over the dominant position in Shi Yan's arms.

Seeing the womb mandala that had taken its place, the little Pixiu's eyes seemed to dim, and its short, thick, jade-colored tail drooped down, the tip of which brushed the ground.

On the contrary, the womb mandala in Shi Yan's arms was laughing so hard it was almost uncontrollable.

The girl's tuft of hair on her forehead swayed happily, and Shi Yan could even feel the wind.

With one hand cradling the soft body of the womb-mandala, Shi Yan pinched the girl's tuft of hair.

The womb-mandala struggled awkwardly in Shi Yan's arms for a moment.

The very tip of the ahoge (cowlick) was still stubbornly trembling.

Sister Shiyan smells so good right now; to a demon, she's like the most tempting candy.

After teasing the little fetus for a while, Shi Yan took out a gold ingot from his storage ring and fed it to the little Pixiu.

She looked at the scene in the room.

Jingse Mandala sat in a chair with her legs crossed, her expression cold.

The coldness on her face only slightly softened after she entered.

And in front of her... the "Heaven and Earth" envoy, bound from behind, knelt on the ground, being used as a footrest by the Pure Color Mandala.

Her dark golden eyes were almost filled with despair. She raised her head and looked at Shi Yan as if she were seeing light.

"save..."

"Help me..."

"Heaven and Earth... will surely repay you handsomely." But before Shi Wei could finish speaking, she saw the little womb mandala slowly turn around in the beam of light.

His cherry-red eyes stared intently at her.

Light--

It was destroyed.

333 The charm of the teacher's words, the perfect assist of the Pure Color Mandala [First update, 4K]

Looking at the "Heaven and Earth" envoy who was bound there with his back tied up.

"Waaaaah..."

"Well..."

"Waaah..." A muffled, mournful cry escaped from the unconscious girl's mouth.

Before Shi Yan could say anything, she saw the girl's dark golden eyes gradually lose their sparkle until they dimmed completely.

"What...is she imagining?"

The "Heaven and Earth" envoy, kneeling on the ground, seemed to have completely given up struggling. Her cheek was pressed against the ground, and only her slightly trembling shoulders spoke volumes about the girl's feelings at that moment.

Nestled in Shi Yan's arms, the womb-mandala that had just turned its head to stare at the girl slowly turned its little head back.

The girl nestled in Shi Yan's arms, inhaling the sweet, honey-like fragrance.

It's Xiaxia, the older sister.

The womb mandala is enjoying a 'rare' feast.

Even if it's just the aftertaste, it's still a nice treat for the Heavenly Demon.

In contrast... she glanced almost contemptuously at the pure-colored mandala on the lower back of the "Heaven and Earth" statue, which was sitting there with its feet dangling.

Only this guy is indiscriminate in his tastes, accepting all comers and no gourmets.

When Pure Color Mandala saw the look in Garbhadhatu Mandala's eyes, she almost exploded on the spot and was about to stand up, stepping on the woman.

What does this little brat want?!

We are all demons 'enslaved' by Master's words.

They were all beings whose power had been confiscated by Shi Yan.

He couldn't beat her in the Outer Heavens, but now... Pure Color Mandala gestured.

I'm at least a head taller than her!

After losing their power, the 'war' between her and the Womb Mandala has turned into a simple fight between two little girls who are hugging and rolling around together.

Pure Color Mandala has never felt that its advantages are so great.

After being bullied by this idiot in the Outer Heavens for so many years, for the first time... Pure Color Mandala felt confident enough to ride her down.

"Ugh..." With such a sudden force applied to her lower back, Shi Wei completely lost the last bit of ability to maintain her 'dignity'.

She had been trying her best to keep herself from collapsing completely to the ground.

But... with such force from the little pure color mandala, her entire upper body was completely flattened on the ground.

Feeling the cold ground, tears welled up in the girl's eyes, sticking to her long hair that had fallen across her forehead.

Her shoulders trembled, and Shi Wei tried to sob but couldn't.

All they could do was sob helplessly.

She is the darling daughter of Heaven and Earth.

I've been born with a silver spoon in my mouth, when have I ever been treated like this, when have I ever suffered such injustice?

Tears are truly a wondrous thing.

The tears I had been holding back finally burst forth like a dam breaking after my emotional breakdown.

Shi Yan looked at the girl in the black dress who was kneeling there, trembling.

Well... how to put it... this appearance... the girl's silk dress was stretched taut behind her back, outlining her figure in a captivating way.

His timidity was about the same as the tavern owner's as she turned her back to him, pulled up her skirt, and slowly sat down on the table.

Only the girl's suppressed sobs, which gradually became uncontrollable, remained in the room.

Master Yan gently put down the womb mandala in his arms.