The First Senior Sister Is Weak and Helpless - Chapter 3

Not long after Mu Yao embraced her, the little one stopped crying, looking quite quiet and rather adorable.

“Why did she stop crying when you held her? Did I prick her when I held her?” Nan You asked with dissatisfaction.

Mu Yao did not want to argue too much with this childish person. “Perhaps a baby recognizes familiar faces. It might be because she has already grown accustomed to my aura.”

“So sensitive? She is a good seedling for becoming an alchemy cultivator.”

“What to cultivate is the Junior Sister’s own business.” Mu Yao did not really care about what path Wen Jiu wanted to cultivate in the future.

“That is true. Look at Sang Zhi and Jiang Si, they do not follow our Martial Uncle to cultivate the sword path like you do. Sword cultivators are all extremely poor. Why don’t you also change careers at an early opportunity?”

Listening to her chattering endlessly nearby, Mu Yao only found it noisy.

Fortunately, Yueyue finished taking that piece of spiritual stone and worked quite briskly, quickly boiling and bringing over some rice soup.

That rice soup still smelled quite fragrant.

Mu Yao accepted the rice soup and expressed her gratitude, but she had no idea how to feed the little Wen Jiu while holding her.

She wanted Nan You or someone else to hold her for a while so she could feed her herself, but the little one did not cooperate at all. She would cry the moment anyone else held her, and she refused to eat the food given to her, crying incessantly.

Having no other choice, Mu Yao found a spot to sit down, cradling her with one arm while projecting her spiritual sense outward to feed her.

Perhaps she was truly hungry, as the moment Mu Yao began feeding, the little one started eating obediently.

Only, the spoon Yueyue gave her was ultimately a bit too large, causing her to spill half of every mouthful she ate.

Mu Yao felt somewhat helpless. In the end, she directly used the Frost Sword to chop off a section of bamboo, first making an ultra-small miniature spoon, and then proceeded to feed the little one bite by bite.

After finishing more than half a bowl of rice soup, when Mu Yao tried to feed her again, the little one began to turn her head away and refused to drink anymore. Once full, she became full of energy again, grabbing Mu Yao’s hair and starting to play with it.

Mu Yao truly felt that their Master had brought back a little ancestor, and she was much too difficult to wait upon.

After finishing feeding her, Mu Yao expressed her thanks to Yueyue. Yueyue revealed two small tiger fangs and smiled at her. “The First Senior Sister is too polite. Is the First Senior Sister leaving now? Then should I bring another bowl over tonight?”

“Alright, thank you for your hard work.” Mu Yao’s tone returned to its usual unruffled state.

“The First Senior Sister is truly unfeeling. You run away as soon as you finish using people, without staying to keep your junior sisters company a little longer,” Nan You said, feigning sadness.

Mu Yao stood up while holding the little Wen Jiu. Although she had already withdrawn her spiritual sense by this moment, she could still roughly sense from the breathing that the little one had already grown sleepy.

“The Junior Sister is sleepy and must go back to rest. Otherwise, Junior Sister Nan You can just cede your own dwelling place to the Junior Sister.” Mu Yao’s tone was flat, but her words still managed to retort sharply.

Nan You touched her own nose. “That is not very appropriate.”

“However, let me clarify first that it is not because I am stingy. It is truly inappropriate. You know what kind of things are inside my immortal cave, so if it ends up hurting the Junior Sister later, that would not be very good.”

This statement was not false. Nan You’s immortal cave was located in the most remote place of Alchemy Peak, filled with all sorts of strange spiritual plants and various bizarre spiritual beasts.

Even if Mu Yao went to her immortal cave, she could not guarantee that she would remain completely safe, let alone the little one in her arms.

Naturally, Mu Yao had only spoken casually. As soon as she finished speaking, she once again summoned the Frost Sword and returned to her own courtyard on Xiaoyao Peak.

Upon returning, the little Wen Jiu had already fallen completely asleep. Mu Yao light-handedly placed the little one onto the bed, but the moment she was put down, the little one began to hum and haw with dissatisfaction, showing faint signs of waking up.

Mu Yao reached out and patted her gently, not daring to use any strength, and even imitated mortals by humming softly to coax her to sleep.

Not long after, the little one fell asleep again. Only then did Mu Yao let out a true, long sigh of relief, because this was truly not an easy feat.

Now that she had returned, her Master still had not come back yet. Mu Yao genuinely felt somewhat helpless, knowing that having an unreliable Master meant she, this First Senior Sister, truly had it very hard.

Back in the courtyard, Mu Yao, who finally had some rare leisure time, sat in meditation once more to begin her cultivation. Who knows how much time passed before a trace of spiritual energy finally fluctuated within the courtyard.

Mu Yao roused herself from meditation and then turned her head toward Feng Yang’s direction. “Master, it is late in the night.”

“Didn’t I come back now? How is your Junior Sister?” Feng Yang asked, poking her head over.

“She fell asleep.”

“Asleep, you say? Then save these foods for her to eat when she wakes up, because this master has specially done homework and these are all things that babies eat.”

“Why didn’t Master return even later? If you had returned any later, the Junior Sister might have grown up all by herself.” Although Mu Yao’s tone lacked any fluctuations, the words she spoke left Feng Yang completely speechless.

“Didn’t your Martial Aunt lack experience as well? This master specifically went to the Scripture Pavilion to read some books and do some homework, which is why I was delayed.” Feng Yang was not annoyed at all even after being scolded by her own disciple, as she was already used to it.

This eldest disciple appeared cold and aloof, but her words were exceptionally sharp.

Not just Mu Yao, even her two other junior sisters would retort with a couple of sentences whenever they saw her, so such matters were indeed habitual for Feng Yang.

Furthermore, she possessed a strong sense of self-awareness, knowing that she was not a competent master, and had nothing to get angry about.

“I went to Alchemy Peak to find some Congrao grass and spiritual rice, and boiled rice soup for the Junior Sister. I reckon Yueyue should be coming to deliver dinner in a little while.” Mu Yao spoke as she went to inspect the food items her Master had brought back.

As expected, she really should not place too high of expectations on her Master. “It seems Master’s homework was not done very well either. Shouldn’t these be meant for children who are a few years old and already teething?”

“Ah? Is that so? Then didn’t that waste dozens of my low-grade spiritual stones?” Hearing Mu Yao say this, Feng Yang muttered softly to herself.

Mu Yao truly could not help sighing. “Give them to Yueyue and send them to her as snacks.”

“That works too.”

Afterward, Feng Yang took out another item from her storage ring. “Since the food cannot be used, then this thing should work, right?”

Mu Yao could not see, but she reached out to touch it and could roughly sense that this should be something meant for sitting or lying down, with two small bells hanging on it that made a crisp yet non-piercing sound.

“Don’t babies in the mortal world all lie inside things like this?” Feng Yang said, shaking the bells twice herself.

“Shall we carry her out and give it a try?” Feng Yang wore a look of eager anticipation. Mu Yao could hear the excited voice of her Master, and at a glance, it was obvious she was not doing this purely for the Junior Sister’s benefit, but simply to satisfy her own amusement.

“First Senior Sister, I am here! Open the door.”

A small figure appeared outside the courtyard. Hearing Yueyue’s voice, Mu Yao walked toward that direction, knowing Yueyue was still young and had not even completed body-tempering yet, making her unable to open the gate to Mu Yao’s courtyard.

“The Junior Sister is right on the bed. Master can go hug her yourself.” Mu Yao spoke as she walked.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yang immediately entered the house. Meanwhile, just as Mu Yao opened the courtyard gate, she heard the crisp crying sound of an infant.

Yueyue also ran inside with curiosity. “First Senior Sister, is the Junior Sister hungry?”

Mu Yao’s intuition told her that she was definitely not hungry, and that it was absolutely because of Master.

Sure enough, once she released her spiritual sense, she saw her Master placing the Junior Sister into that baby chair and rocking her. Although the scene seen through her spiritual sense was not very clear, Mu Yao could still tell that the little one’s posture was not very comfortable.

Helplessly, Mu Yao walked over to adjust the little one’s posture. “Master, you cannot let the Junior Sister lie on her side, or she will feel uncomfortable.”

“Wasn’t I just trying to let her look at this master like this, so this master can play with her for a bit?”

“I think Master is the one who wants to play.” Mu Yao exposed her unceremoniously.

“It is indeed Martial Uncle who wants to play by herself.” Although Yueyue was young, she also knew how unreliable this martial uncle was.

Feng Yang had nothing to say for a moment, but she truly had never played with a baby before, so what was wrong with teasing one for a bit?

Mu Yao coaxed the little Wen Jiu for a short while, and then accepted the bowl handed over to her by Yueyue. This time, Yueyue had grasped the portion size just right, and the little one finished drinking all of it.

Yueyue also stayed crouched at the edge the entire time, watching the little Wen Jiu drink her rice soup.

“First Senior Sister, did I also grow up from being this small?”

“Everyone is.” Mu Yao understood this much at least.

“So small. To think I have grown up this big.” Yueyue was only nine years old, right at the age when she was curious about everything, and although her talent could not compare to Nan You’s, it was still quite good.

After speaking, Yueyue shook the small bell on top, her actions much gentler than Feng Yang’s had been.

At first, the little Wen Jiu only stared blankly, but after a moment, she suddenly burst into giggles and even started dancing her hands and feet while playing.

Listening to her laughter, Mu Yao instantly felt a subtle sense of satisfaction spreading deep within her heart.

She reached out to tease the little Wen Jiu, and the little one happily grabbed her hand, possessing quite a strong grip for her size.

She accompanied her in playing for quite a while following her movements, until Yueyue said she had to head back, at which point Mu Yao stood up to send her out.

Upon returning, she saw Feng Yang standing beside the little Wen Jiu, with her fingertips resting upon the little one’s forehead as red spiritual energy completely enveloped the infant.

Mu Yao’s spiritual sense was pricked by that spiritual energy and she hurriedly withdrew it, knowing that her Master’s spiritual energy had always been exceptionally overbearing and filled with a murderous intent, making it somewhat unbearable for Mu Yao.

“What is Master doing?” Mu Yao asked curiously.

“Checking your Junior Sister’s physique. Didn’t you notice that she automatically absorbs spiritual energy? The spiritual energy within the spiritual rice and Congrao grass you fed her today has already been refined by her by more than half, and this physique is precisely a born spiritual body.”

“A born spiritual body?” Mu Yao had also heard of this kind of physique. It was said to be a once-in-a-millennia physique where cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds overnight, and rumors said that such a genius had also emerged in the cultivation world a thousand years ago, but died in the great war against the Demonic Clan.

However, Feng Yang’s expression changed right after that. “No wonder, no wonder.”

“What is it, Master?” Mu Yao asked uncomprehendingly.

“Didn’t this master mention that when we saved your Junior Sister, both her parents were hunted down and killed by the Demonic Clan?”

“Did you mention that? Master only said she was picked up from the snow.” Mu Yao certainly did not remember her saying that.

“Well, I am saying it now. Aiyah, that is not important. In short, I was previously wondering why the Demonic Clan would hunt down two ordinary cultivators, even chasing them thousands of miles all the way to the Beixuan Mountain territory and almost chasing them inside. Now I finally understand, because what they were chasing was not her parents, but your Junior Sister.”

“Why?” Mu Yao could not figure it out. Even if the Junior Sister possessed a born spiritual body, it did not seem worth chasing such a long distance for.

“Because your Junior Sister is not only a born spiritual body, but also possesses a born extreme Yin body, making her a top-tier cauldron.”

Even Mu Yao could not help revealing a look of astonishment at this. A top-tier cauldron was by no means a good thing, and it could even be said to be the greatest misfortune.