Fairy, help me cultivate.

"what?"

Jiang Bailian's face turned completely red, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Chen Yao thought she disagreed and was about to hug her and fly out of the cave, but unexpectedly she reached out and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"Only... just once..."

Jiang Bailian closed her long-lashed eyes and pouted her lips.

Looking at her rosy little face, her shy yet expectant expression.

Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he leaned down to kiss her.

"Hmm~"

Cool, sweet, soft lips quickly met his.

His tongue pressed in, pried open the pearly teeth, and seized the nimble little tongue that had nowhere to escape.

The hissing and chirping sounds in the dim and silent cavern drowned out the sound of the river.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Jiang Bailian's face flushed even more, and she said shyly, "You broke your promise! We clearly agreed on that!"

Chen Yao licked the sweet saliva from the corner of her mouth: "Who was it that hooked my tongue with their little tongue from behind?"

Jiang Bailian was taken aback, then buried her pretty face in his chest: "I'm ignoring you..."

Chen Yao was delighted to find that Jiang Bailian, who was obsessed with alchemy, had such a shy side.

"One kiss from Senior Sister Jiang is enough to make up for all my losses this time!"

Jiang Bailian gently punched his chest: "You're acting innocent after getting the benefit..."

……

……

Once he emerged from the cave, Chen Yao realized just how much of a bargain he had gained.

The Jiang clan rebellion has been quelled, and the Qingxu clan members are either dead or captured.

Jiang Bailian accepted the inheritance and became the successor of the Jiang family.

Although she was shy in front of Chen Yao, she made a firm announcement at the celebration banquet that evening.

“My junior brother, Chen Yao, will be my husband from this day forward. The entire Jiang family will regard him as if he were me.”

These words stunned not only the Jiang clan members, but also Chen Yao.

When Jiang Bailian returned to the seat next to him and saw that he had no reaction, she asked with dissatisfaction, "Are you not satisfied?"

Chen Yao asked uncertainly, "Senior Sister, don't you regret it?"

Jiang Bailian glared at him: "I've already given you the kiss, what are you regretting?"

Chen Yao chuckled: "It was more than just a kiss..."

Jiang Bailian recalled the starlight behind the two branches of the alchemy room and the kisses during their shared sleep, and her face turned even redder.

Chapter 109 Bai Lian is Sincere

The sky was clear and blue, and the mountains were lush and green.

The water levels of the nine major rivers in Jiujiang have dropped significantly.

"My second uncle used all the essence of Jiujiang's water to forge a sword for you. It will probably take decades or even centuries for Jiujiang to regain its former glory."

Jiang Bailian flew through the air, but this time she did not accelerate.

"I'm afraid the Jiang family will face a lot of criticism from other families in Jiujiang this time!"

Because of Jiang Bailian, Chen Yao still felt somewhat embarrassed.

Jiang Bailian seemed to understand his thoughts as well. Her unfocused eyes turned to him, and she smiled sweetly: "It's alright, Fourth Grandfather can handle it. Besides, the sect will also send someone to back us up."

She glanced casually at the immortal sword at Chen Yao's feet: "How's the new sword? Should we name it?"

Chen Yao frowned, and the immortal sword beneath his feet suddenly lurched.

For some reason, this sword sometimes trembles like this, making it difficult to control.

Jiang Bailian seemed to have noticed this as well. After thinking for a moment, she extended her slender finger and pointed at the sword.

A wisp of pure white smoke curled from her fingertips, condensing and merging into the sword.

The sword beneath Chen Yao's feet rang out with a dragon's roar, unleashing countless rays of clear light before falling silent.

He tried to take control and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was much more adept at it.

"Senior sister, what's going on?"

Jiang Bailian slightly raised his chin: "This sword was forged with alchemical fire after all. Now that I have achieved the Acquired Alchemical Body, I can clearly feel that the alchemical fire it received was not pure. So I added a bit of alchemical energy to remove the last impurity from the sword."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Why are you being so polite with me?

Jiang Bailian wiggled her pert buttocks on the flying boat, protesting.

Chen Yao's heart stirred, and her eyes softened.

Jiang Bailian sensed it and quickly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

"Let's give the sword a name!"

She changed the subject and talked about other things.

Chen Yao was instead troubled, as he was never good at naming things: "Dragon of Jiujiang?"

"puff--"

Jiang Bailian couldn't hold back and giggled: "What a weird name!"

Chen Yao smiled when he saw her radiant smile.

Jiang Bailian gave him a soft, sidelong glance: "You just know how to make people laugh."

She suddenly reached out her hand: "Come on, let me take you somewhere."

"Aren't you going back to your sect?"

Jiang Bailian's expression hardened, and she said wistfully, "I want to see the places I went with my second uncle again."

The two flew through the air, leaving two long trails in the clouds, and entered the Cangshan Mountains of Jiujiang County.

Mist and haze pierce through the mountains, and the peaks are shrouded in fog, with sunlight casting countless soft rays through the lush mist.

Jiang Bailian and Chen Yao landed.

Countless flying stones were scattered.

With Chen Yao's help, Jiang Bailian finally located the flying boat and retrieved it.

"My eyes were made by my second uncle."

Jiang Bailian stood in the wind and dew, gazing up at the mountains, her voice filled with melancholy.

This was the first time Chen Yao had heard her talk about eyes: "So it turns out that my senior sister wasn't born nearsighted."

He thought Jiang Bailian had poor eyesight from birth, which was why she was able to refine the scale.

Jiang Bailian smiled and shook her head: "You know what? I'm just an illegitimate child. I shouldn't have had any chance to join the Kuanglu Sect for the sake of my family. The best outcome would be to marry me off as a gift to win over other families. I don't need to think about alchemy or cultivation advancement at all."

“It was my second uncle who chose me, which gave me the opportunity to stand out. Perhaps he feels indebted to me because of this, saying that I lost the possibility of ordinary people seeing the world from a young age, so he has always spoiled me.”

She took a step and began climbing the mountain.

"I have hardly ever met my father, and I don't even know who my mother is... My only relative since I was a child is my second uncle."

Chen Yao silently accompanied her on the mountain climb, listening to her pour out her heart.

Along the mountain path, various small flowers grow in abundance, many of which are of good quality medicinal materials.

“These flowers were planted by my second uncle and me. Every time we come here, we sow a few seeds. My second uncle always says that when this place is covered with flowers, Xiaobailian will be able to get married.”

Jiang Bailian's voice choked with emotion: "I didn't understand why he insisted on getting married..."

She stopped, turned to Chen Yao, and was already in tears.

Chen Yao gently wrapped his arms around her back and slowly pressed her chin against his shoulder.

"He...he was afraid that after he was gone, I would be all alone in this world...Chen Yao, I really miss my second uncle...With my second uncle gone, I feel like there's a piece of my heart missing..."

Chen Yao sighed, thinking of his real parents.

Separation by life and death is a problem that every world must face.

He empathized with her, but he couldn't comfort her or help her cope.

Jiang Bailian cried for a long time before finally lifting her face off his shoulder.

She looked at Chen Yao with teary eyes and said, "Thank you."

Chen Yao smiled and shook his head, wiping away her tears: "Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Bailian nodded and took his hand: "Come here."

The two walked slowly up the mountain path, which was lined with ancient cypress trees and blooming flowers.

A gentle breeze caresses the trees, and the mist hangs heavy, like gauze or clouds.

Jiang Bailian led Chen Yao to an open space and took out a carpet from her mithril ring.

Then she led him to sit down gracefully and leaned into his arms.

"My second uncle and I didn't come here for any special activities, just to enjoy the scenery and relax... Being with you is a different kind of peace of mind. Because you can hold me like this."

Jiang Bailian blushed and deliberately shrugged, pressing her back against Chen Yao's chest.

Chen Yao held the soft, fragrant body in his arms. The full, tender skin he held was clearly tangible even through several layers of clothing, and his heart fluttered.

He unconsciously wrapped his arms around Jiang Bailian's waist.

"Senior sister, are you sure?"