Qian Renxue naturally wouldn't refuse. In her view, this was what Ye Tian deserved!
She immediately agreed with a smile.
"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, don't worry. I'll pass this on to Ye Tian."
Jin Yue'er naturally had no objections either.
She knew Ye Tian was essentially her savior - the kind of debt that could never be repaid.
Still, she pouted and complained.
"Grandpa, why didn't you ask Yue'er to deliver the message? Yue'er and Ye Tian are good friends too!"
"Haha~ Either way works, either way works."
Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but chuckle as he patted Jin Yue'er's head.
"Hehe..."
Jin Yue'er giggled happily, already imagining:
"In the future, I'll still be Ye Tian's teammate and get to eat his pills for free~ Haha..."
—
The night passed quickly.
In Spirit Hall City, even dishwashing was done by Soul Masters,
so the efficiency was naturally unparalleled.
Except for the sulfur and saltpeter Ye Tian needed, which required separate procurement,
everything else was completed overnight!
After all, Ye Tian wasn't short on money now.
He could afford expedited service too.
But of course, Ye Tian wouldn't waste money like that. Waving the banner of the Holy Maiden,
everything was prioritized for production!
Just as dawn was breaking,
Ye Tian, dressed in new clothes, went out laughing heartily.
After leaving the tailor shop,
he began hiking up the mountain toward Wisteria Residence
while reciting a melodious poem:
"Cultivated form resembles a crane's shape, beneath thousand pines two scrolls of scripture; I come to inquire of the Way with no extra words, clouds in blue sky... water in vase~"
—
Wisteria Residence.
When Bi Bi Dong opened the window,
the morning sun outside just happened to envelop numerous green plants, streaming into her fragrant chamber.
Bringing the first breeze of dawn,
fresh and cool.
"Where did that brat run off to all night? Not returning for the night is one thing, but he hasn't even brought me today's medicine yet..."
Bi Bi Dong furrowed her delicate brows, looking around.
Her eyes showed traces of fatigue, clearly indicating she hadn't slept well last night.
After searching for a long time,
until her stomach began protesting, Bi Bi Dong still hadn't seen any sign of him and could only temporarily give up.
She went to wash up first, then headed out to find food.
Just as Bi Bi Dong finished preparing and came into the courtyard filled with purple flowers, ready to go out...
There was suddenly movement outside the door.
A voice that sounded youthful yet deliberately aged, seemingly chanting something with rhythmic cadence, carrying an air of ancient simplicity.
"Who's pretending to be mysterious here?"
Frowning, Bi Bi Dong went behind the door and casually waved her hand, causing the rosewood door to slowly open.
Simultaneously,
the voice became clearer.
But Bi Bi Dong didn't see anyone, until she lowered her gaze...
and spotted the somewhat unfamiliar figure outside the door crack.
As the wooden door gradually opened,
the figure became increasingly clear - lightly swinging a dust whisk in hand, resting it in the crook of his arm while the voice slowly faded...
"..."
"I come to inquire of the Way with no extra words, clouds in blue sky, water in vase."
When the voice stopped,
the figure at the door finally looked up, meeting Bi Bi Dong's gaze.
Upon seeing clearly, Bi Bi Dong was immediately stunned.
Her face full of question marks.
"Who are you?"
"Teacher, it's me, your disciple."
"My disciple?"
Bi Bi Dong was momentarily stunned, then began examining carefully...
She saw the young Taoist standing in the morning light before her.
Like a piece of dark jade wrapped in soft light.
His black short hair was neatly trimmed, his forehead full and broad, with jet-black eyes as bright as morning dew-soaked obsidian, yet carrying a touch of tranquility.
The most striking feature was his white garment.
Made of fine cotton, it wasn't a glaring snow-white but rather a warm, creamy off-white.
The collar was cross-collared with right lapel, edged with an extremely fine silver-blue cotton thread, resembling ink-wash brushstrokes that added an elegant touch.
The wide sleeves hung at his sides, slightly tightened at the cuffs and similarly edged with the same silver-blue trim. When he moved, the sleeves swayed gently like two white butterfly wings about to unfold.
There was an air of natural grace reminiscent of Taoist philosophy,
lending the boy before her an ethereal quality untouched by worldly dust.
Indeed, this was truly her disciple!
"Ye Tian?"
Bi Bi Dong frowned slightly.
Looking at his clothing, she remarked curiously:
"Perfectly fine, why are you dressed like this? And holding that strange-looking broom?"
"Teacher, this is called a dust whisk, not a broom!"
Ye Tian explained while waving the dust whisk in his hand.
"What I'm wearing is called a Taoist robe."
As he spoke,
Ye Tian spread his arms wide.
"See? How does it look? Handsome or not?"
"Passable, you clean up decently."
Bi Bi Dong averted her gaze, crossing her arms while telling a white lie.
To be honest,
Ye Tian's appearance had genuinely improved quite a bit.
Enough to make her feel the impulse to keep one like him.
"Teacher, show some respect!"
Ye Tian rolled his eyes and continued showing off:
"See here? 'Pill Artisan of Longevity' - this is my Taoist name."
"Taoist name? Hah..."
Bi Bi Dong shook her head with a disdainful laugh.
Then she reached out and flicked Ye Tian's forehead with her finger.
"Ah, ouch--!"
Ye Tian covered his forehead, staggering backward.
That transcendent Taoist aura about him instantly vanished without a trace.
"Pfft--"
Bi Bi Dong blew on her finger, looking at Ye Tian with mockery.
"You've got quite the nerve, still just a one-ring Soul Master yet daring to speak of longevity. This is a lesson to keep you humble."
"Teacher, not giving encouragement is one thing, but discouraging me? That's not what a teacher should do."
Ye Tian corrected while rubbing his forehead.
"Hmph! Less of your nonsense. I don't need you to teach me how to do my job."
Bi Bi Dong snorted coldly,
though a hint of laughter shone in her eyes.
That transcendent quality Ye Tian possessed actually made her feel somewhat envious.
She truly wondered,
what kind of mind did this kid have to maintain such composure.
Setting aside her curiosity,
Bi Bi Dong leaned against the doorframe with crossed arms and asked with interest: "More importantly, did you spend the night outside making these clothes? Must have cost quite a bit."
"Not entirely, I also went to the blacksmith to have some things made - pill furnace and such, for arranging my room."
Ye Tian answered truthfully, then extended his hand.
With a wave of his dust whisk,
a still-warm food container appeared in his hand.
"I prepared breakfast for you early, teacher."
"Oh?"
Bi Bi Dong looked at the food container.
A strange light flashed in her eyes, but she didn't reach for it, continuing to ask:
"What about my medicine?"
"It's in here too, of course."
Ye Tian said with a smile.
"Alright then! At least you've shown some filial piety."
Bi Bi Dong reached out and took the food container, casually adding:
"How much did the clothes cost? I'll reimburse you. After all, you're my disciple, and what you wore before was indeed rather shabby."
Hearing this, Ye Tian's eyes instantly lit up.
"Teacher, exactly one thousand Gold Soul Coins."
"One thousand?!"
Bi Bi Dong stared at Ye Tian in astonishment,
"Are you sure you're not deliberately overcharging me?"
"Of course not. That Soul King did a good job, so I promised him I'd work there for the next few years. This is actually the discounted price."
"..."
Bi Bi Dong took a deep breath.
This brat even uses bulk orders to bargain when making clothes.
"Fine, I'll cover it all!"
"Thank you, Teacher!"
Ye Tian smiled as he closely followed behind Bi Bi Dong, stepping back into Wisteria Residence.