100 - All Eyes Are On The Peasant Family’ Adorable Baby Girl

### Chapter 100: Awakening Lin Qing Huai was kicked right in the face by Lin Shui Yan. Even though this body was no longer solely hers, and she had lost control, her pride as the young master of Sheng Lian Sect couldn't tolerate such humiliation. Burning with rage, she opened her mouth to threaten Lin Shui Yan, "I'll kill you for this." Lin Shui Yan was unfazed by her threats. She had dared to fight Murong Ling when she was much weaker; now that she had grown stronger, facing a soul deprived of its body wasn't the least bit daunting. Her low laughter was full of mockery. "Go ahead. Kill me now. If you don’t, I won't respect you." "You—" Lin Qing Huai gritted her teeth in fury, but she couldn't regain control of her body. Even if she could, she was physically a mere ice sculpture, only able to move her head, making her powerless against Lin Shui Yan. Not even Si Hua could do anything about Lin Shui Yan and her friends now; thus, she remained silent, displaying more composure than Lin Qing Huai. Stripped of her deceitful facade, Lin Qing Huai had lost her only weapon. Lin Shui Yan did not actually go to the extent of cracking open someone's skull and pouring hot oil inside. She remained crouched, staring unblinkingly at Shen Su. Though still possessing a touch of youthful innocence, her cultivation had improved greatly. However, Shen Su noticed a slight change in her; the way Lin Shui Yan stared at her evoked a strange urge in Shen Su to ask if she had been wronged. Though Shen Su had nominally elevated Ruan Tong to senior sister, she knew in her heart that Lin Shui Yan was the true leader of these children. Shen Su looked around at these now-grown kids, examining them closely. Their facial features had changed significantly, though she could still recognize their childhood faces with some effort. Apart from the plumper A Ran, most of them retained some resemblance to their younger selves. They mostly watched her with wide-eyed gazes, much like Lin Shui Yan. Quite a few were also watching Wei Nan Yi. Their burning eyes seemed laden with grievances. Growing more and more confused, Shen Su recalled there used to be twenty-one of these children, twenty-two including Leng Ru. But now, only twelve seemed to remain. The familiar faces of Xu Rong and Mu Yuan were gone, along with the girl with the speed of a golden eagle and the boy with the ultimate tracking ability of a dog. This prompted Shen Su to ask Lin Shui Yan, "Lin Shui Yan, where are the others?" Hearing Shen Su's question, Lin Shui Yan's expression changed slightly. Awkwardly, she turned her head and muttered, "I'm sorry." Still as awkward as ever, she couldn't even articulate her apology properly, but the words drifted to Shen Su's ears. This wasn't a time to expect much from Lin Shui Yan. Shen Su shifted her gaze to Ruan Tong, who crouched like Lin Shui Yan. Ruan Tong lowered her eyes sorrowfully and said, "Sect Master, it’s my fault for being an incompetent senior sister. They were all captured." Different from Lin Shui Yan, Ruan Tong recounted their past experiences to Shen Su honestly, leaving nothing out. After Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi departed, the children stayed under the care of Ruan Yao and other women, focusing on their training. However, the destruction of Shen Feng Village struck a severe blow to those women, leading to their demise within three years. Even Ruan Yao passed away five years after Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi had left. It was during that year that Leng Ru arrived at Shen Feng Village. When Leng Ru first reached Shen Nu Mountain, she almost became a meal for Xiao Hu. Fortunately, being a Golden Core cultivator, her body instinctively fended off the attack despite her diminished mental state. At that time, whatever residual power in Shen Nu Mountain was insufficient to completely conceal their tracks. The sudden arrival of a Golden Core cultivator near the ruins of the village alarmed Ruan Tong and her companions until Leng Ru declared her intention to find Lin Shui Yan. She said, "Daoist Shen told me to come to Shen Feng Village and find Lin Shui Yan." Lin Shui Yan wasn't widely known. The only one aware of her connection to Shen was naturally Shen Su. Upon seeing the jade pendant Shen Su had left for Lin Shui Yan, they were convinced that Leng Ru had been sent by Shen Su. From then on, Leng Ru trailed Lin Shui Yan persistently. Wherever Lin Shui Yan went, Leng Ru followed, always clueless about anything else they asked. Lin Shui Yan dubbed her a "silly fish," and she indeed was. Without the jade pendant that concealed her aura and her Golden Core cultivation, it would have been nearly impossible to find Shen Feng Village. They often coaxed Leng Ru for information about Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi, but all they ever got out of her was, "Daoist Shen told me to find Lin Shui Yan in Shen Feng Village." Shen Su had mentioned they would head to Bi You Valley when taking Wei Nan Yi away, so after much deliberation, Ruan Tong and Lin Shui Yan decided to lead their group to Bi You Valley in search of Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi. By then, even the weakest among them had reached the Foundation Establishment stage and fully awakened their innate abilities, becoming adept at using their demonic forms. The strongest among them, Ruan Tong, had reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core. Though A Ling had greater potential, Ruan Tong's abilities were unique; she possessed a divine spirit body with a peculiar cultivation method, requiring only continuous incense burning. Her path to gaining power was easier than the others’. However, Ruan Tong's own offensive capabilities were minimal; she could only bestow her gathered energy upon others to fight on her behalf. If Ruan Tong had ventured alone, even her mid-stage Golden Core level wouldn’t have posed much threat. But with extreme attackers like A Ling among them, her enhancing abilities made her invaluable. Thus, they set off with high hopes, but disaster struck on the first day. Unlike Shen Su, who had Wei Nan Yi's guidance despite her blindness, Ruan Tong and her group were clueless about the way to Bi You Valley. Leng Ru, their only source, was mentally impaired, forcing them to ask for directions. Without many spirit-concealing jade pendants, attracting trouble was inevitable. Their first encounter led to a conflict that exposed their strength and talents. A group of highly gifted children wielding potent spiritual tools naturally drew the wrong kind of attention. Instead of getting proper directions, they were marked for pursuit. Their half-demon identities doomed them to unfair treatment, facing relentless hunts. Lin Shui Yan had instructed them to tell Shen Su they had been in Bi You Valley for ten years. In reality, their life had been a fifteen-year-long escape. They constantly fled from danger, encountering individuals with sinister intentions—some wanted to enslave them for their sects, others sought to turn them into demonic puppets, or even use them as ingredients for elixirs and artifacts. Every time, Lin Shui Yan and Leng Ru would block their pursuers, while A Ling defended Ruan Tong to provide them a momentary boost. Though this seemed flawless, they were still just children. Without Ruan Tong's ability to sense danger and regroup them timely, they couldn’t have lasted with even the remaining few. They finally found Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi largely thanks to Ruan Tong's blessings for Leng Ru over the years. Ruan Tong had a unique blessing ability, not limited by her demonic rank, but still restricted by her low cultivation level in terms of boost magnitude. Her blessings carried divine energy, which slightly helped Leng Ru's mind. Leng Ru remained mentally impaired but managed to recall the path to Bi You Valley. With Ruan Tong's guidance, they navigated to Bi You Valley, eventually finding the barrier and meeting Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi. Shen Su was right; Lin Shui Yan and her companions were indeed aggrieved. The tragedy of Shen Feng Village had taught them the dark side of human nature. Yet, only after leaving Shen Nu Mountain did they realize the depth of malice among cultivators towards each other and the terrifying ambitions towards half-demons. Monsters might eat humans, but humans devoured each other too. They couldn’t afford to mourn captured comrades or grieve those who perished. All they could do was continue their flight. Finding Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi felt like discovering their last sanctuary and anchor. Naturally, those fifteen years of fleeing had transformed the formerly innocent children. They had closely adhered to Shen Su's teachings over the years, remembering that even with strength, one should resort to deception whenever possible, striking preemptively if necessary. When martial force failed, cunning might prevail. The corners of Shen Su's mouth twitched. She couldn't believe that Lin Shui Yan had internalized such a manipulative dream of becoming the slyest of the strong. This was definitely not what she had taught them. She merely taught Lin Shui Yan and the others to diligently hone their skills. Any devious tactics they'd picked up were solely Lin Shui Yan's inventions, unrelated to her. Shen Su considered herself cunning at best, often fibbing and employing unexpected methods to win, but she wouldn't call herself deceitful. Lin Shui Yan clearly misrepresented the sect master’s teachings. What a slander. After mulling it over, Shen Su decided not to argue about this at such a moment. She hadn’t expected these children to have gone through so much. Shen Su knew that had they obediently trained in Shen Nu Mountain, they could have avoided such hardships. But it was their concern for her and Wei Nan Yi that prompted them to leave the mountain. The little brigands of years past were fundamentally good-hearted children, possessing not only talent but also gratitude. What was wrong with repaying kindness? The wrongdoers were those sects and individuals who targeted Lin Shui Yan and her companions. Shen Su hadn’t anticipated that sealing herself and Si Hua with the Lipo Pearl, intending to stop Si Hua from wreaking havoc, would also restrict her own movements completely, leaving them both trapped in ice for twenty years. The sealing of her meridians delayed the recovery of her innate powers, so she wasn’t able to emerge and support Lin Shui Yan and the others during their tribulations. As a sect master, she was failing in her duties, and Wei Nan Yi, as a mentor, failed to show up when the disciples needed her most, simply because she followed Shen Su. Shen Su pressed her lips together, unable to muster even a sound. A Ling pushed Ruan Tong aside, staring at Shen Su’s neck for a long while before slowly lowering her hand. Petals of snow lotus began emerging from her fingertips, merging into Shen Su’s blood through her throat. Shen Su realized that the cold in her throat was gradually thawing, and a warm sensation took over. When she finally opened her mouth, her voice emerged again. A Ling's two innate abilities—one to freely alter her own aura and the other to control ice with extreme precision—had evolved. Previously, she only knew how to harm others with this power. Now, she could even thaw the frost in Shen Su’s throat. Once an emotionally unstable child who could hurt her companions, she had grown to control her powers skillfully. Shen Su looked at A Ling with satisfaction, imagining that Wei Nan Yi, if awake, would share this feeling. “A Ling, didn’t the sect master tell you the truth? You can indeed protect your companions now.” She smiled softly at A Ling, an unusual gentleness in her tone that was, nonetheless, hoarse from years of ice encroachment. A Ling, surprised that Shen Su remembered her words from all those years ago, trembled slightly. In a pitiful tone, she said, “A Ling hasn’t done well enough. I failed to protect my older brothers and sisters.” Though those events were in the past, the memories welled up as Shen Su praised her, tears threatening to spill. A Ling had been just four years old when she first encountered Shen Su. After experiencing the tragedy of Shen Feng Village, she retained some innocence, but leaving the mountain taught her the chilling depths of human malice. Not all cultivators were as kind as Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi. To many cultivators, half-demons were far more tempting than they had imagined; some coveting their blood and flesh like Mu Ling, that filthy snake, despite them being nothing like snakes themselves. Ruan Tong wasn’t as ruthless as Lin Shui Yan. She had a touch of divinity, akin to Wei Nan Yi’s nature. While this divinity might harm her, it was a source of comfort in times like these. She hugged A Ling, saying, “A Ling has done very well.” After Ruan Tong took the lead to comfort her, the others joined in to console A Ling. Growing up together, training together, and running for their lives together, they had developed an unspoken bond and were extraordinarily united. Clearly, their journey had left deep scars on all of them. Shen Su sighed, her gaze falling on the still stubbornly prostrate Lin Shui Yan and the limp figure of Leng Ru draped over her back. Twenty years had slipped by. Meeting Leng Ru at Bi You Valley seemed like yesterday, and today’s reunion felt bittersweet. Shen Su had always called Leng Ru a "silly fish," never imagining she would truly become one. Shen Su guessed the reason for Leng Ru’s state, likely the aftermath of a forbidden technique. Back then, Leng Hua had warned Shen Su that using such a technique would burn one's life and soul. Leng Ru survived, but her fragmented soul turned her simple-minded. Leng Ru's unwavering trust in her was remarkable. Despite her cloudy consciousness and fragmented memories, she remembered to find Lin Shui Yan. While it took Lin Shui Yan and the others fifteen years to find Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi, Leng Ru spending five years to find Lin Shui Yan alone was unfathomable. Shen Su dare not imagine the hardships Leng Ru faced alone. “Daoist Leng, I’m sorry.” Shen Su felt guilty, believing Leng Ru wouldn’t have ended up like this if not for meeting her. Hearing Shen Su's voice, Leng Ru unexpectedly opened her eyes. Groggily, she nuzzled against Lin Shui Yan. Lin Shui Yan, annoyed, pressed down on Leng Ru’s restless fish head. “I told you, you silly fish, stop moving around on my back. Why can’t you remember?” A Ran, seeing Leng Ru awake, popped out from the crowd comforting A Ling. Her chubby face puffed up even more as she counted on her fingers, “Second Sister, didn’t you say fish have short memories? Fish Sister can’t remember, right?” Don’t be ridiculous. Lin Shui Yan rolled her eyes at A Ran. Pressing down on the fish head, she muttered, "I don't know how someone so dumb reached Nascent Soul stage." Leng Ru was at the Nascent Soul stage? Shen Su's eyes widened in disbelief, taking another look at the wriggling fish on Lin Shui Yan's back. She hadn’t expected that in just twenty years, Leng Ru reached a stage many cultivators couldn’t achieve in two hundred or even a thousand years. Giving Leng Ru blood and pills turned out to be the right decision. But if Leng Ru didn’t stabilize her cultivation, simply letting her rank rise with spiritual pills and blood, wouldn’t she suffer from unstable foundational energy and demonic intrusions, leading to mental disarray and death? Oh, Leng Ru was now simple-minded, free from fear of demonic thoughts. As for unstable foundation, it seemed plausible. Lin Shui Yan had complained earlier about Leng Ru’s sleepiness, possibly caused by her fluctuating energy, making her prone to slumber. What if her own foundation was unstable too? The thought of her meridians having remained inactive, her body passively absorbing demon pill energy, worried Shen Su. Could she also become lethargic, like Leng Ru? However, Shen Su quickly dismissed her concerns as baseless worry. Trapped in ice, fretting over such matters was pointless. Leng Ru, being at the Nascent Soul stage, was difficult for Lin Shui Yan to restrain for long. She lazily broke free from Lin Shui Yan’s grasp, lifting her head, her gaze naturally landing on Shen Su’s face. “Daoist Shen,” she said, leaning forward on Lin Shui Yan’s back, her fish eyes twinkling, a smile slowly spreading, “Daoist Shen, I found Lin Shui Yan.” As if fearing Shen Su wouldn't recognize Lin Shui Yan, she suddenly hugged Lin Shui Yan’s neck, forcing her to tilt back. The little fish’s mouth quickly pecked at Lin Shui Yan’s face. “Daoist Shen, look, Lin Shui Yan.” Shen Su's brows knitted, her eyes momentarily vacant. Lin Shui Yan struggled frantically, grumbling, “Silly fish, are you really stupid or just pretending?” No matter what Lin Shui Yan said, Leng Ru wouldn’t release her, still beaming brightly at Shen Su. She still recognized Shen Su, but in a different way. Ruan Tong and the others were already accustomed to this. A Ran leaned over to Shen Su and whispered, "Sect Master, Mu Yuan asked me before if our sect assigns dao companions." Dao companions? Mu Yuan considers them as dao companions? If Mu Yuan were here, Shen Su would argue that wasn’t the case. But Mu Yuan was missing, possibly captured by some sect or worse, killed. Bitterness filled Shen Su's heart. Leng Ru didn’t cause much trouble for long. Soon she muttered about being cold and fell asleep again. Lin Shui Yan, who had been annoyed by Leng Ru moments earlier, didn’t push her away. Instead, she adjusted Leng Ru’s arm around her neck and complained to Shen Su, “Sect Master, look at this silly fish you left me with. She sleeps all day, even if the enemy is right in front of her.” It seemed she felt more guilty towards Lin Shui Yan, for Leng Ru was latched onto her. Yet, Shen Su noticed that despite her constant complaints, Lin Shui Yan didn’t seem too unwilling. Shen Su remembered that Lin Shui Yan had previously held onto Leng Ru's hand and leg, making sure she was well-positioned on her back. Shen Su observed that Lin Shui Yan’s awkwardness was present in all aspects of her behavior. Over the years, Shen Su's outlook had changed significantly. When the children showed dependence on her, Shen Su genuinely felt like an elder, growing more forgiving towards Lin Shui Yan. Without pointing out Lin Shui Yan's awkwardness, Shen Su changed the subject. "Lin Shui Yan, do you know which forces captured our people?" “Don’t know.” Lin Shui Yan's face darkened, her fingers digging into the ice, causing her fingertips to bleed. Her hatred was unmistakable. “They were very secretive and never disclosed their sects. But there was one group I could identify. Their spiritual energy was disgusting, and they had a foul stench. My master once said such auras indicate they belong to the Demon Sect. Beyond that, I’m not sure.” The Demon Sect? If it was the Demon Sect, recovering the captured was unlikely; under their cruel methods, being turned into demonic puppets would be merciful. Shen Su didn’t question the others further. Given Lin Shui Yan's clear enmity, she surely remembered their enemies better than Ruan Tong and the others. If Lin Shui Yan didn’t know, asking the rest wouldn’t yield results. After a moment of silence, her frozen throat moved slightly. Its warmth grew, and her voice eventually lost its hoarseness. "How many factions were after you?" Lin Shui Yan held grudges, and so did Shen Su. These children had come a long way, facing hardships to find her and Wei Nan Yi. Shen Su couldn’t forgive those who harmed them. Lin Shui Yan had a natural talent for holding grudges; her logic was sharp, relaying even the smallest clues to Shen Su. "Most chases came from scattered forces. Besides those, three major groups posed real threats. One is the Demon Sect, and another uses bells that seem to have eyes. Whenever the bells ring, they always find us no matter how well we hide." Bells. The Soul-Searching Bell of Sheng Lian Sect? Shen Su immediately understood that Sheng Lian Sect’s Soul-Searching Bell was in play here. Lin Qing Huai was the young master of Sheng Lian Sect, and she had been missing in Bi You Valley for twenty years. Even if Lin Yang Hui wasn't concerned, the elders would be. Having disciples searching the path to Bi You Valley wasn’t surprising. They likely discovered Lin Shui Yan and her group while looking for Lin Qing Huai, giving rise to malicious intentions. Shen Su had witnessed the deeds of Sheng Lian Sect’s members before. Could the third force be from Han Feng Forest? After all, Min Chang was an elder there. A Nascent Soul elder could almost single-handedly sustain a smaller sect, but as one of the four great sects, Han Feng Forest viewed Nascent Soul cultivation merely as a basic qualification for elderhood. It was unlikely they would move extensively for a missing Nascent Soul elder. Even though Min Chang's cultivation was higher than Lin Qing Huai's, his status was different. Lin Yang Hui might have deceived Lin Qing Huai, but he still maintained her dignity over the years. Shen Su shared her suspicions. “The bells likely belong to Sheng Lian Sect's Soul-Searching Bells.” Had Wei Nan Yi told them which sect it was, they wouldn't be surprised. But coming from Shen Su, it was unexpected. A Ran blinked in astonishment. "Sect Master, since when are you as knowledgeable as Shifu?" Twenty years had passed; she couldn’t stay the same as before. Shen Su wouldn’t admit that her familiarity with the Soul-Searching Bell came from a troublesome experience. She spoke with confidence, and Lin Shui Yan believed her. As Lin Shui Yan committed the name Sheng Lian Sect to memory, Shen Su gestured for Lin Shui Yan to look behind her. Lin Shui Yan turned and saw Lin Qing Huai and Si Hua. Lin Qing Huai, seething with hatred, floated in the air without entering her body, glaring daggers at Lin Shui Yan. Lin Shui Yan, being more ruthless than a venomous snake, dismissed Lin Qing Huai's gaze. Si Hua, who had stayed silent for a long time, caught Lin Shui Yan’s attention. She asked Shen Su, “Sect Master, is this person the one who trapped you here?” She finally remembered to ask this crucial question. Shen Su, choosing her words carefully, answered, “No, it’s I who trapped her.” Shen Su selectively shared her and Wei Nan Yi's experiences with the children, omitting her deception to ensure Wei Nan Yi survived alone. After hearing Shen Su and Wei Nan Yi's even more thrilling ordeals, Lin Shui Yan suddenly kicked Si Hua twice with no mercy. Si Hua was astute and recognized that Lin Shui Yan and the others sided with Shen Su. Her initial manipulative thoughts became impossible to execute, leaving her quietly waiting for an opportunity. But Lin Shui Yan always retaliated with twice the force of any grievance. Now, Lin Shui Yan wouldn’t let Si Hua off easily, and she kicked her head again. Finally, Si Hua was provoked, “This is an outrage!” Intertwined with Shen Su in a blood bond, Si Hua no longer needed to use psychic communication to speak; she could open her mouth wide. She bit Lin Shui Yan’s shoe, her teeth growing sharp like a beast’s, aiming for Lin Shui Yan’s foot. But Lin Shui Yan’s shoe flipped, revealing a poisoned dagger that pierced Si Hua’s tongue, causing black blood to gush out. Si Hua, incredulous, stared at Lin Shui Yan. She never imagined the young woman would hide a poisoned dagger in her shoe. Lin Shui Yan chuckled, retrieving a new pair of shoes from her storage bag and casually replacing them. “Old witch, not only are my shoes armed, but my sleeves and pant legs also hide poisoned blades. You won't escape with just a bite; a mere touch could cost you a hand.” Si Hua spat a mouthful of poisonous blood. Though her tongue was injured, it didn’t stop her sharp, clear voice. “Such a young age, yet so vicious.” Viciousness wasn’t an insult to Lin Shui Yan; it made her smile even brighter. “Indeed, I am vicious.” She admitted it freely. Lin Qing Huai wouldn’t miss a chance to belittle Shen Su. “Shen Su, are all your disciples as malicious as you?” “Annoying.” Lin Shui Yan found Lin Qing Huai irksome. Sitting on the ice, she grabbed Si Hua’s jaw, forcing her mouth open, and fed her Golden Water Pills. The primary function of Golden Water Pills was to solidify the soul. Upon absorption, Lin Qing Huai's soul was drawn back into Si Hua’s body. Being two souls in one body meant they couldn’t separate anymore, not without difficulty. Locked together, both as malevolent as each other, Lin Shui Yan had ensured even if Si Hua found a way to break free from the pills, it wouldn’t be a quick process. Unlike Lin Shui Yan, whose first thought was revenge, Ruan Tong was concerned about Wei Nan Yi. Remembering Wei Nan Yi could absorb blessings, she didn’t wait for a reminder from Shen Su. Ruan Tong lifted the white parrot, her body emitting golden light, which flowed into Wei Nan Yi. The pure energy comforted the long-slumbering parrot. Feeling the warmth, the parrot’s stiff wings showed slight movement. After the little parrot's wings moved, Lin Shui Yan stopped her torment of Si Hua and focused on the bird. She climbed up from the ice layer and gently poked the tip of the parrot's wing. "Shifu?" Ruan Tong slapped her hand away. "Elder Sister, Shifu’s wings seem to be injured. Don’t touch them recklessly." Ruan Tong still wasn’t used to calling Lin Shui Yan 'junior sister.' She used to call her 'brother,' and now it had changed to 'sister.' Twenty years had passed, and Wei Nan Yi's wounds had long healed, leaving only a few dried blood marks. Under Lin Shui Yan’s calling, Wei Nan Yi gradually awakened. Her white wings fluttered lightly, and as her eyes opened, she unexpectedly took flight. Despite her wings being healed, years of frost had left them somewhat stiff and less nimble. As soon as she took off, her wings tilted, and she began to fall. Ruan Tong, quick on her feet, caught the little parrot in her hands. "Shifu, don’t worry. It’s me, Ruan Tong." Hearing Ruan Tong’s name, the white parrot calmed down a bit. But in the next moment, the parrot resumed flapping its wings anxiously. Though she remained in Ruan Tong's palms, she pecked eagerly at Ruan Tong's hands, seemingly desperate to convey something. Since none of them were Shen Su, they couldn’t hear the little parrot’s voice, and their worry increased. A Ling stretched out her hand but quickly pulled back. She crouched down and asked Shen Su, "Sect Master, what is Shifu saying?" She was very concerned for Wei Nan Yi, but Shen Su couldn't tell them what Wei Nan Yi was saying. An innate ability didn’t require spiritual power to function, but it did require her to be a complete demon. With her body imprisoned, her meridians inactive, and her blood flowing slowly, even though her innate abilities had improved, Shen Su still couldn't know. However, she could guess what Wei Nan Yi wanted to say. She raised her head slightly and gently called out, "Madam, I am here." Upon hearing Shen Su’s voice, the white parrot calmed down again but only for a moment. Her wings began flapping once more, preparing to leave Ruan Tong's hands. Understanding the situation, Lin Shui Yan grabbed the parrot and placed her back on Shen Su’s head. Smelling the familiar scent, the parrot quieted. She folded her wings tightly, drew her body close, lowered her head, and pecked at Shen Su’s head as if protesting. Lin Shui Yan chuckled, her bright eyes brimming with mischief. "Sect Master, did you forget to tell us something? Like abandoning our Shifu in a life-or-death situation?" Shen Su choked. It wasn’t exactly abandoning Wei Nan Yi in a life-or-death moment; rather, she had given Wei Nan Yi a chance to survive. Technically, she had deceived Wei Nan Yi twice already. In Wei Nan Yi’s eyes, she was probably a repeat offender by now. This little parrot, blind and unable to speak so that others could understand, waking up in a stranger’s hands, even after recognizing Ruan Tong, couldn’t feel at ease. The parrot might feel that Shen Su had truly abandoned her, leaving her in Ruan Tong's care. It was Shen Su's voice that calmed her. Only by returning to Shen Su could the little parrot fully relax. The pecking might be to confirm Shen Su's life and protest against being left with others. But it wasn’t Shen Su who handed her over to Ruan Tong; it was Ruan Tong who took her. Before Shen Su could respond to Lin Shui Yan’s probing, the parrot began furiously shaking her head. She even flapped her wings, trying to correct the misunderstanding, making the scene somewhat comical. A Ran, her face flushed with suppressed laughter, finally burst out, "Shifu, Second Sister is just teasing. We all know the Sect Master is a great person who wouldn’t do such things. Although she hasn’t spoken, are you too protective of her?" With A Ran leading, the others couldn’t hold back either. A Ling rubbed her fingers, muttering, "Right, right." After Wei Nan Yi woke up, their joking and laughter dispelled the previous gloom. Si Hua, hearing their words clearly, finally understood the identity of the white parrot, her eyes narrowing in annoyance as she stared at the white feathers. “Wei Nan Yi.”