Volume One, Chapter Seven: She Actually Dared Not to Return All Night

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In the past, Wu Xingxue could easily endure three days and nights without difficulty, but now that was no longer possible. She gathered her strength and took out the paper from her space. Under the moonlight, she saw the newly drawn stick figure and smiled. Wu Xingxue felt relieved; this meant the other party was at least someone she could communicate with. She had feared that the other person might neither understand her drawings nor be easy to converse with.

She carefully examined the picture under the moonlight. A small circle was drawn on the stick figure’s stomach. The other party’s drawing skills were much better than hers, allowing her to immediately grasp the meaning. The drawing indicated that the person had taken a special medicine. If she assumed he understood it was an anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing drug, then it implied he was injured.

Wu Xingxue frowned. This was not good news. At the same time, she found it strange. Did this person really take the medicine so easily? A stranger had given it to him, yet he trusted it without hesitation? Unable to think further, Wu Xingxue gave up worrying. Whether he took the medicine or not was not important; what mattered was that he shouldn’t die, or else her chance to use the restorative fruit would be lost!

Anxious, Wu Xingxue flipped through the paper, found the last blank space, and drew several fruits. She had originally intended to convey that she could exchange other supplies for the restorative fruit, but her limited drawing skills prevented her from expressing this clearly. She hoped the other party would understand her meaning instantly, as before.

Wu Xingxue sighed, “Communicating this way really tests my drawing ability; it’s quite a challenge.” After sending the note, she nervously waited, pondering how to resolve this major communication issue.

“Does the fruit-loving youngster eat plants?”

The flames illuminating the wall flickered, casting a reddish glow over He Cang’s golden-yellow eyes, making them appear dazzling. Their Qionghu tribe favored meat; fruits were merely a way to supplement water intake and occasionally used to stave off hunger when prey was scarce.

Thinking of the fruits she had casually tossed in earlier, it seemed the youngster liked them quite a bit. Unfortunately, He Cang no longer had any of these fruits.

“I wonder if he likes these,” He Cang thought, then without hesitation placed four fruits from the stone platform beside him into the space. They were ordinary little fruits, abundant on the mountain. If he were able to go out and gather, he would have stuffed a basketful into the space for that youngster.

He Cang furrowed his brow and held his forehead; his thoughts grew heavier, as if a thousand-pound stone pressed down on his head. Two curved, sharp horns uncontrollably emerged from his head. His body suddenly swelled, covered with a layer of dense fur that rapidly lengthened and thickened, transforming into long, snow-white hair interspersed with irregular rings of jet-black fur. His mouth protruded forward, forming a broad and powerful tiger’s maw, with sharp fangs jutting from his gums.

In the blink of an eye, a giant Qionghu beast over five meters long appeared, curling into a ball as it fell into a deep sleep.

He Cang seemed to be dreaming. In the dream, his body, once aflame, plunged into icy spring water. The gentle water washed over him, and in this comfort, he sank into an even deeper slumber.

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Wu Xingxue gazed silently at the four teardrop-shaped fruits, speechless. They were fruits, but not the ones she wanted. She reminded herself that she was currently in a position of asking for help and had no right to be picky.

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Logically, she should give something in return, but the most valuable medicine she possessed had already been given away. Wu Xingxue sighed over her poverty; she couldn’t even afford to offer a proper reward. Reciprocity was the key to lasting relationships. For long-term development, she knew she had to solve her financial problem quickly.

Wu Xingxue took out one of the teardrop-shaped fruits—golden yellow, like a small pear. “It even has energy!” Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, growing even more puzzled. “Who exactly is this person? So generous from the start! Without even knowing who I am, he just gives energy fruits.”

“Is he foolish with money, or does he have ulterior motives?”

After that, the space fell silent. The other party seemed to have no further requests for exchange. With such limited information, Wu Xingxue couldn’t make an effective judgment. She slapped her thigh, “Who cares! I’m this poor already; what’s there to hesitate about?”

“Tomorrow I’ll have these fruits tested. If they also have restorative effects and can help repair my supernatural core, I’ll be able to afford whatever he asks for!”

Back when Wu Xingxue was a high-level supernatural being, even Wu Jiyun, that fake CEO, couldn’t flatter her enough.

“Tsk, what a pity, those scoundrels got off easy!” Wu Xingxue spat, then lay down to sleep.

Meanwhile, the Wu family villa was brightly lit. In the safe zone, only a few could afford electricity.

Three people sat on the sofa in the hall.

Shen Chi advised, “Aunt, it’s so late. You should go back and rest. When that little ungrateful brat returns, I’ll teach her a lesson for you!”

Shen Qian wore loose cotton loungewear. Though over forty, she looked barely in her early thirties. It was obvious she had never suffered hardships. She shook her head gently, graceful in her manner.

“It’s fine; I’m not tired yet. Xiao Chi, you take Mianmian back to her room first.”

Shen Chi exchanged a glance with Wu Yumian. The latter clung to Shen Qian’s arm, acting spoiled, “Then I’ll stay with you too, Mom. I’ll wait for sister to come back with you!”

Shen Qian gently patted her head with satisfaction.

Wu Yumian said, “I believe sister will definitely come back. Though sometimes she goes too far, she never stays out all night.”

Looking at Shen Qian, who was a little drowsy but stubbornly refusing to go to her room, Wu Yumian’s eyes flickered with resentment. Hadn’t Wu Xingxue said she was severing ties? Did she not hear that? Staying up late disturbed her beauty sleep, yet she had to stay here.

At that moment, Wu Jiyun returned. Seeing the three people in the hall, he learned from Shen Chi that Wu Xingxue had not yet come back.

Recalling how Wu Xingxue had embarrassed him in front of everyone, his expression turned cold. “She said she’s cutting ties with the family. Let her be.”

“Let’s go.” Wu Jiyun helped Shen Qian up. “I’ll take you back to bed. Don’t waste your worry on someone unworthy.”

Wu Jiyun was firm, leaving Shen Qian no choice but to go upstairs.

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Once they left, Shen Chi complained, “Wu Xingxue is so irresponsible! At her age, still making Aunt worry! I think Uncle’s scolding her during the day was mild!”

“It’s so late and she’s not back. Could she be trying to make everyone in our family go out looking for her?!”

Wu Yumian thought of Wu Xingxue’s state earlier that day and had a feeling. This time, Wu Xingxue might be serious—she really wouldn’t come back.

But evidently, no one else in the Wu family had realized this yet.

Wu Yumian spoke softly, “No way, sister wouldn’t be that reckless, right?”

Shen Chi replied, “Why not? When it comes to causing trouble, who in our family can beat her?”

“I bet she’s hiding outside, planning to come back when everyone’s asleep at midnight. Definitely that!”

Shen Chi was confident, eyes shining. “Let’s turn off the lights and catch her red-handed when she comes in at midnight!”

Wu Yumian: ???

What does that have to do with me? My beauty sleep!

But Wu Yumian couldn’t refuse. Shen Chi was her current cash cow, unlike Wu Xingxue, that self-sacrificing fool.

In the darkness, Wu Yumian didn’t bother to hide the calculating gleam in her eyes. Her voice was soft as water. “Cousin, can you come with me to the auction tomorrow?”

If you don’t come, who will pay?

Shen Chi was caught off guard. “No problem. Your birthday’s coming up too. Don’t worry about wasting money. Whatever you want, I’ll buy it for you!”

Wu Yumian smiled, “Ah, that’s not what I meant. I just feel the auction will have too many strange people, and I’m a bit scared…”

“Cousin, you’re really good to me.”

The more Wu Yumian said, the more Shen Chi thought she was both sensible and considerate. “Don’t be afraid. With me around, no one will dare bully you. I’m your cousin. If I don’t treat you well, who will?”

Just as he finished speaking, Shen Chi suddenly felt a flash of déjà vu. That sentence sounded familiar—he seemed to have said it before.

Wu Yumian interrupted his thoughts, “Cousin, you’re the best! But you have to listen to me—don’t spend any money when you come with me. I have my own money!”

Shen Chi half-heartedly agreed.

Wu Yumian smiled, knowing this poor sap would definitely pay up!

Since someone else was footing the bill, she was determined to win the grand finale at tomorrow’s auction—

A talking, singing exotic parrot!

According to the advertisement, this exotic plant even had a translation function.

Though somewhat trivial, it was highly collectible—and she loved it!

At sunrise, Shen Chi and Wu Yumian, both sporting dark circles under their eyes, looked at each other.

Shen Chi growled softly, “Damn it! She really dared to stay out all night! What a waste of my time!”

“I’m not done with her yet!”