726: Chapter 188 Baiyin: Our Paths Crossed But Were Not Meant To Be_3 726: Chapter 188 Baiyin: Our Paths Crossed But Were Not Meant To Be_3 “Thieves?

You are the real thieves, alright?

Invading her home, scavenging for treasures, stealing immortal herbs—who is the thief here?”

The toad looked at her suspiciously.

“If you’re not acting like a thief, then why are you being so sneaky?”

Su He tilted her head, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, “A consciousness body?

Or an illusory avatar?”

The Baiyin before her wasn’t the true Baiyin, but something akin to a consciousness or telekinesis, reminiscent of a Profound Realm Consciousness Body yet different.

Baiyin shrugged her shoulders, “Who knows!”

Her original body didn’t leave behind this memory or knowledge, so she was clueless!

Su He fell silent—this indeed matched Baiyin’s style.

Just like the White Spirit consciousness body in the Seven Absolute Secret Realm, it was the same old trick.

Su He started to laugh, “Did you leave behind this consciousness body because you have something to ask of me?”

Although they had just parted ways not long ago, meeting unexpectedly here again—even if it was just a segment of consciousness—brought an unexplained delight.

“Pretty much!” Baiyin said with a laugh, jumping onto Su He’s shell, “I left a part of my consciousness to help you refine the White Tiger Bones.”

A consciousness body was quite direct, much unlike the original body.

Glancing around, she asked, “What time is it now?

Has the battle started in the White Tiger Alchemy Furnace?”

Su He looked up at the sky and replied with a smile, “Around late summer, early autumn.

The Pill Furnace…

the Pill Furnace is gone!

Your reincarnation, White Spirit, took it away.”

“July 11th,” the toad whispered quietly.

Baiyin blinked, apparently not expecting this situation, and after a moment of shock, she gritted her teeth and said, “That’s so annoying!”

As expected, even after reincarnation, her nature was just as unruly.

While speaking, she suddenly seemed to remember something and looked down at Su He, “July 11th, didn’t that just follow the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet?”

The Magpie Bridge Meeting of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl was the only story that Su He had ever told her.

Baiyin glanced at Su He, and pouted, “It seems that we are destined to meet but not fated to be together!”

If they were fated, should they meet every July 7th, separated by millions of years?

Su He chuckled, “Not meeting on July 7th means we’re not the Cowherd and Weaver Girl; we needn’t grin and bear it to meet just once a year!”

Off to the side, the toad shuddered, looking at Su He incredulously, thinking: How has this Turtle Kid become so shameless after a trip to ancient times?

Speaking so bluntly?

Record this, record this!

I’ll report back to Su Huanian and Ji Feixue later!

Listening to Su He, Baiyin burst into laughter, poking at Su He’s shell and laughing louder and louder until she was almost out of breath.

Finally calming down, she coughed and said, “If the reincarnation took the Pill Furnace, she must have left something for contingencies, which wouldn’t affect the refinement of the White Tiger Bones here; otherwise, she would definitely send me a message.”

She tapped on Su He’s shell, “Hey!

Hey!

Turtle Kid, are you ready to cause a big commotion and refine the Tiger Bone?”

Refining the Tiger Bone was precisely the reason why her original body went to great lengths to leave him there until now.

“A big commotion?” Su He blinked, “The White Tiger Ruin has been opened, allowing so many cultivators to enter, all to help me refine the White Tiger Bones?”

“Of course!” Baiyin said as if it were obvious, “The more, the merrier!”

“Born to battle, the White Tiger, even if it hadn’t attained the status of a White Tiger Sacred Beast, is a creature of war.

Every battle here fuels the White Tiger Alchemy Furnace!”

“Our goal is to have them fight ferociously!”

Su He pondered for a moment and then looked at Baiyin, “The core?”

Baiyin immediately nodded vigorously; to instigate strife, one had to cast bait.

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Free word count below: Sorry, I’m late even with just 4,000 words.

During these seven days when my spirit was halted, please forgive me; I really can’t guarantee updates.

Even when I have free time, I can’t necessarily start writing immediately.

I need to get in the right frame of mind before I can begin to write.

It’s on and off.

Luckily, I’ve completed both the main outline and the detailed one.

Even if the writing isn’t up to par, it won’t go off-topic.

My uncle’s funeral is on the 29th.

After I resume updates on the 30th, I’ll go back and polish these past chapters…

This chapter is from the 25th.