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"Go when you're not busy at the end of the year. Anyway, this year's turnover is already more than two hundred times that of last year. Half a month less business won't make a big difference," Auntie said with a smile.

"More than two hundred times. How much is that?" Su Yan asked his aunt with a gossipy expression.

"Two hundred is two hundred, go rest!" Auntie raised her hand and tapped Su Yan's little fox nose, rolling her eyes and scolding her little nephew for his gossip.

Compared to last year's income, my aunt has more than 400,000 spirit stones in her pocket this year. Although it can't compare to the millions of spirit stones she earned a year during her peak years of robbing and plundering, it's still much better than before. Now she no longer feels guilty when she goes to the gambling house.

"Well then, goodnight, Auntie! I'm going back to my room to rest."

Su Yan rubbed his cheek against his aunt's shoulder, jumped off, and stepped into the void. With a Shiba Inu-like smile on his face, he strolled back to his dormitory, intending to study the Immortal Ship some more when he returned to the dormitory, so that he could find Princess Wuxi to take off together when he went to work at the Grand Tutor's Mansion tomorrow.

"Whoohoo-"

Su Yan took out the wooden box from her storage ring, and just as she climbed onto the bed, ready to roll around and stretch to relax, she fell asleep the instant her head touched the pillow.

"You can fall asleep like this? Aren't you ashamed? What future is there in just sleeping?"

While Su Yan was in a deep sleep, the avatar of his inner demon peeked out, looked at his sleeping body like a log, and mocked him with a face full of disdain:

"A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, without being injured or mentally damaged, just falls asleep. What's the difference between you and those two black pigs in the pigsty? You've utterly disgraced Nascent Soul cultivators, don't even mention that you're my true form!"

"I'm out having some fun now, you can rest!"

A phantom fox, with a snow-white body, four black lotus-shaped legs, and flame-patterned tails, floated out from Su Yan's body. It had a pleased expression on its face, hands on its hips, and looked at the real Su Yan with arrogance.

Having finished his taunts, the fox demon strode forward, turned around, and prepared to run to the Myriad Flowers Pavilion to have a twin meal.

"I'll get a few baby fox dragons out. I'm really looking forward to seeing your reaction then."

But as the fox demon turned around, it saw that a figure had appeared in the room at some point, blocking most of the candlelight on the table. A shadow covered itself and its original body, which was already fast asleep.

"!?"

When the fox demon saw the black skirt and the black and red undergarment, it felt a sense of familiarity, but for a moment it couldn't recall where it had seen them before. However, it was certain that the person in front of it was not its aunt.

The fox demon slowly raised its head and looked up, while the Lord of Night stretched out its right hand, grabbed the fox demon by the back of its neck, and looked indifferently at the illusory spirit that had not fallen into slumber before it, saying:

"A demon formed through special means?"

"Lord of the Night!?"

When the fox demon saw the person's face clearly, its pupils suddenly contracted and it cried out in surprise, "You...you...how did you end up in my dorm room?"

The Lord of Night, his face expressionless, did not respond to the inner demon's question. He tossed the fox inner demon onto the table and said calmly:

"Since you don't want to sleep, then start practicing calligraphy and reading now! I vaguely remember that Su Yan's calligraphy isn't very good."

Su Yan's calligraphy skills are not very good, not even as good as the clever monkey in her aunt's kitchen. She usually uses charcoal pencils to record anything she needs to do.

However, writing with ink has always been popular in the cultivation world because the ink used by cultivators is made by grinding ink crystals processed with special techniques. When written on paper, it can remain colorless for thousands of years. Even if the paper is destroyed and burned to ashes, some paper marks will still remain.

It is precisely because of the ink's durable properties that cultivators are all skilled in calligraphy.

"Start practicing by grinding ink."

The Lord of the Night sat on the bed, tossed the writing implements from his storage ring onto the tea table, and casually picked up the fast-sleeping Su Yan and placed him on his lap, gently stroking the fox's back with his fair and rosy hands.

"I"

The Lord of Night looked at the fox demon without offering any explanation or further words. The fox demon, looking aggrieved at its true form who was fast asleep in the Lord of Night's arms, said, "I...I can dance."

"No need. Dance is not part of any of my future children's education." The Lord of the Night raised his hand, signaling the fox demon to begin practicing grinding ink.

"Bah"

The fox demon whimpered, bent down, picked up the ink crystal from the table, held it between its little paws, and assumed a horse stance in front of the inkstone. It used its upper body to hold the ink crystal in place, while its lower body twisted its hips to push the ink crystal to grind ink powder and mix ink.

"Snapped--"

The fox demon was filled with resentment and grievance, wondering why it hadn't gone to sleep. But then, a series of whooshing sounds came from behind it as bamboo sticks lashed at the fox demon's wriggling buttocks.

"Class is in session now, so be serious and don't do anything indecent," the Lord of the Night said calmly.

"Waaah."

The demon fox felt a pain in its bottom and jumped up suddenly. It adjusted its posture with a pitiful expression and used its shoulder to support the ink crystal rod, pushing it back and forth. The rod rubbed against the inkstone on the table to generate the raw material for ink.

My fever and cold are gone. About three days? (A mix of laughter and tears)

After the incident with Guanzi, I realized for the first time how weak this cold was. It didn't last a week with a fever or a month or two of loss of taste. My nose barely even started running after three days.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 490 Releasing the Merfolk, Do You Know You've Broken the Law?

"Eek—"

In Su Yan's dormitory, a layer of restriction was shrouded. The mournful whimpers of the fox could be heard all night long. After the Lord of the Night left, the demon fox tremblingly crawled back into Su Yan's body, looking half-dead.

Throughout the night, the Demon Fox didn't even touch a brush. He spent the entire night grinding ink, researching the proper ratio of ink crystal powder and aqueous solution under the supervision of the Lord of Night.

The fox demon didn't know how to make it reasonable, but it knew that the two ink crystals weighed about two ounces, and according to the standard font size of Xia Yu's running script, they should be able to write about 70,000 characters.

The demon fox's hands were trembling. All it wanted to do was tuck its tail between its legs and go home. It didn't plan to wander around at night unless it had something to do.

………………

Not long after the demonic fox scurried home with its tail between its legs, Su Yan slowly opened her eyes, glanced around, and immediately looked surprised: "How did I fall asleep? We agreed last night to study the cruise ship immortal vessel."

Su Yan got up with a helpless expression, looked at the immortal boat placed beside the bed with a wry smile, and complained: "A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator can fall asleep at the speed of light as soon as his head hits the pillow. I'm afraid no fellow cultivator would believe this if I told them. My sleep quality, which is like that of a baby, is truly amazing."

Su Yan shook her head and manifested her human form. She went to the dressing table to do a quick wash, but when she looked into the bronze mirror, she didn't see her own reflection. Instead, she saw a four-tailed fox with its butt sticking out, fast asleep on a cylindrical pillow.

"This inner demon sleeps better than me." Su Yan stared at the bronze mirror for a moment, then couldn't help but complain.

The inner demon is currently in an untamed state, and the two parties do not have the ability to share memories.

The inner demon belongs to Su Yan's subconscious. The inner demon fox stayed up all night grinding ink. Although Su Yan doesn't have the memories of the inner demon fox, he already has a certain level of proficiency in grinding ink in his subconscious. When Su Yan gets his hands on the ink crystal to grind ink, he can quickly make good ink. This is muscle memory formed by the subconscious influencing his body.

Su Yan had no idea that the inner demon hadn't slept all night and was still practicing calligraphy in his place. What he saw was the inner demon fox sleeping like a pig, its butt sticking up, with a snot bubble floating on its nose.

Good morning, Auntie and Sister Nanwu.

Su Yan came out of the dormitory with a big smile and said good morning to her aunt and Nanwu.

"Good morning!"

Jiao Nanwu sat at the long table in the lobby, on which was laid out a lot of greasy roasted meat. The unique greasiness of mutton and beef filled the room, but Jiao Nanwu did not pay much attention to these things. After greeting Su Yan, he tore off a lamb leg and began to gnaw on it.

Currently, due to abnormal climate, winter has not arrived on the primitive continent, but this does not affect the Merfolk's custom of accumulating fat. The Merfolk girl from the South Mist is gradually becoming fuller, and is gradually approaching the shape of when she first met Su Yan, when her originally normal dress was stretched into a low-cut dress.

"I feel like I've got enough weight, but I don't really feel anything." After finishing her customized fat-gain meal, Samenagiri wiped her hands with a damp towel, weighed her thermal pad in her hand, pondered for a moment, and let out a frustrated groan.

According to the months, it is now the season for merfolk to reproduce. By nourishing themselves with spirit beast meat, they can achieve the required body fat percentage for reproduction. Logically speaking, they should be holding Su Yan down and giving him a kiss and a hug right now.

However, due to the abnormal weather, Jiao Nanwu has no worldly desires at all. When she sees Su Yan, she simply finds him cute and has no other intentions.

The first snow of winter has been delayed, which has already affected the reproductive instincts of the merfolk.

"I'm not going to run away."

When Su Yan saw Sister Nanwu, who looked at him with a pitiful expression as if she had been wronged, he comforted her, saying, "You can send me a message anytime you need it. However, I'm going to the Grand Tutor's Mansion now and I'll be back tonight."

Su Yan patted Jiao Nanwu's head, comforting the anxious Nanwu who was unable to enter the reproductive state.

"Uh-huh."

Upon seeing Su Yan's promise to sign a written agreement, Jiao Nanwu's feelings of grievance quickly faded.

She felt very sorry for Su Yan. Su Yan was young and unreliable before, but now that Su Yan is reliable, it's her turn to be unreliable and she can only leave Su Yan waiting.

Lacking the ability of their own, yet hoarding superior male beasts instead of sharing them with other capable members of their kind, such behavior is a crime within the Merfolk race!

Therefore, Jiao Nanwu felt both ashamed and guilty, as if she had prevented Su Yan from having sex with three thousand women in one night.

………………

Jiao Nanwu's strange thought process was unknown to anyone outside of Jiao. After having breakfast at home, Su Yan flew to the imperial city at low altitude and took a carriage to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Good morning, everyone.

Upon arriving at the courtyard of the Grand Tutor's mansion, Su Yan immediately spotted Zhou You and several others lying on the floor enjoying the cool air. He greeted them with a smile, saying, "Where are Sister Junxia and Sister Shiqi?"

"We just finished our morning exercise, and the Grand Tutor has something to attend to, so we are free to rest. Junxia and the others are enjoying the cool air in the garden and don't allow us men to get close."

Zhou You raised one head, and spoke tremblingly as if his face was full of weakness:

"Brother Su, do you have any chilled juice or shaved ice? I would like to have a serving of it. This is my greatest wish before I die. The Grand Tutor's jam and shaved ice cost three catties of spirit stones per tael, which is really too expensive for me."

Is it really that exaggerated?

Su Yan rolled her eyes, took out a jug of chilled spirit wine from her storage ring—the wine she hadn't finished at the dinner party on the immortal ship last night—and tossed it over, complaining:

"You bought your Golden Core cultivation, didn't you?"

"Brother Su, you are mistaken."

Zhou You downed a mouthful of chilled spirit wine, exhaled a breath of cold air, and said, "The fire energy in the world is strong. Although it won't cause me any harm, my body still feels uncomfortable."

"Iced spirit wine is like cold water poured directly onto a raging fire—it's refreshingly cool!"

"Yes Yes Yes"

Su Yan rolled her eyes and didn't argue with Zhou You here. She walked along the covered walkway, avoiding the sun, to Grand Tutor Jin's office hall.

"Uh, did I come at the wrong time?"

Bypassing the intricate and complex maximalist decorations, Su Yan saw two people sitting in Grand Tutor Jin's office hall.

Su Yan wasn't very familiar with the man, but he had seen him a few times during the month he had been running errands in the capital. The burly man was the Minister of War, one of the six ministries, a figure who held real power over the deployment, recruitment, and logistics of Xia Yu's army. He was the most powerful general under the Grand Protector in the military officer group, and his official rank was third grade.

The second rank is already at the level of a king of a different surname, and there are currently only three first-rank kings in Xia Yu, and it is impossible for any more to emerge.

The Minister of War sat on the right, while the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, Su Yan's Aunt Wangtianhou, sat on the left.

Seeing the Commander of the Demon Suppression Division and the Minister of War rush to Grand Tutor Jin's place early in the morning with grave expressions, it was clear that something had happened that he was unaware of.

"It's nothing serious."

Seeing that Su Yan was about to turn around and walk back, Grand Tutor Jin called out to Su Yan and said:

"It's fine to come and listen in; perhaps some things are related to you."

"What does this have to do with me?" Su Yan asked, puzzled.

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