Chapter 128: Disciple, Are You Also Hungry?

Xiu Qingcheng held the baby in her arms and dragged Meng Yingxing away without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, she and Meng Yingxing disappeared from Li Mo’s sight.

“Master, wait a moment, Master!”

Meng Yingxing shouted behind Xiu Qingcheng, seeming to have something important to say to her.

Xiu Qingcheng only stopped and let go of Meng Yingxing’s hand after she felt the distance was safe and Li Mo wouldn’t catch up for a while.

“What’s wrong?
Hurry up and say it; we still have to return the baby.”

After releasing Meng Yingxing, Xiu Qingcheng gently cradled the baby with both arms, letting him wiggle around in her embrace.

Meng Yingxing pinched the tip of his nose awkwardly and extended his hand in front of Xiu Qingcheng.

The young boy’s slender fingers spread open, revealing the Mermaid’s Tear resting in his palm.

Having lost contact with the two for more than a few feet, the Mermaid’s Tear in Meng Yingxing’s hand, though still as clear as an ice heart, was now dim and lusterless.

“The Mermaid’s Tear… I haven’t returned it to Miss Li Mo yet.”

Xiu Qingcheng glanced down and said nonchalantly:

“Return what return, no need to return it.”

Hearing this, Meng Yingxing felt… Master’s thinking was a bit inappropriate.

“After all, this is the token of love between Miss Li Mo and her husband.
I should still return the Mermaid’s Tear…”

To Li Mo, it was likely an incredibly precious treasure; holding it now, Meng Yingxing only felt like he was holding a hot potato.

Xiu Qingcheng glared at Meng Yingxing and reached out forcefully to grab the Mermaid’s Tear in his hand.

“I said, no need to return it!”

The Mermaid’s Tear lay quietly in Meng Yingxing’s palm; Xiu Qingcheng’s fingers closed over it, her fingertips covering the Mermaid’s Tear.

As their hands overlapped, pressing on the Mermaid’s Tear, the tear instantly lit up with a blue light without any warning.

Expressions of surprise climbed onto the faces of both Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing along with the light produced by the Mermaid’s Tear.

“Master, Master, the Mermaid’s Tear is glowing again!”

Meng Yingxing stared at the glowing Mermaid’s Tear, his eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.

“I see it…”

Xiu Qingcheng’s lips parted slightly, unable to close on their own for a moment.

“As long as the two people who bound the soul vow touch this Mermaid’s Tear together, the Mermaid’s Tear will shine…”

Hearing Xiu Qingcheng state the condition for the Mermaid’s Tear to shine, Meng Yingxing’s brain still couldn’t quite turn the corner.

“Ah?
Soul vow?
Me and Master?”

Startled back to reality, Xiu Qingcheng jerked her hand back from covering Meng Yingxing’s palm as if electrocuted.

With Xiu Qingcheng’s hand gone, the light emitted by the Mermaid’s Tear gradually dimmed until it returned to its original ordinary appearance.

Then, a layer of thin anger rose on Xiu Qingcheng’s face, and she reached out to smack Meng Yingxing on the head.

“Rebellious disciple!
When did you secretly bind a soul vow with your Master?”

“How did she not know!?”

Meng Yingxing clutched his head, looking utterly bewildered, not knowing how this accusation landed on his head.

Clearly, he didn’t know anything either!

“Master, I didn’t…”

Perhaps amused by the noisy scene of the two, the baby in Xiu Qingcheng’s arms grinned toothlessly and laughed unrestrainedly, even turning around to climb onto Xiu Qingcheng as if wanting to join in.

Having calmed down a bit, Xiu Qingcheng began to ponder.

It could be said that every move of Meng Yingxing was under her observation; she had never seen when Meng Yingxing made any soul vow with her.

Speaking of which, what exactly was the definition of a soul vow?

Xiu Qingcheng suddenly thought that many people said powerful weapons required a drop of blood to recognize their master—

She remembered that when she first met Meng Yingxing, the Ting Tian Sword was stained with his blood that very night.

Then she could take over Meng Yingxing’s body, and later she could fly everywhere, even transform into a human.

Did ‘drop of blood to recognize master’ count as a type of soul vow?

Perhaps it was related to this?

It sounded very reasonable, but Xiu Qingcheng quickly overturned this theory herself.

Previous sword masters had also stained the Ting Tian Sword with their blood, but Xiu Qingcheng hadn’t seen any extra reaction from herself; she remained a dead sword.

Even after turning over, she was still that kind of dead sword.

But now, there was no other explanation for the Mermaid’s Tear glowing.

Xiu Qingcheng could only hopefully attribute it to the Mermaid’s Tear not actually being that mysterious or accurate.

“The Mermaid’s Tear might not be such an accurate thing after all.”

When Xiu Qingcheng snapped out of her thoughts, her face was full of relief.

Just as Xiu Qingcheng felt relieved, she heard Meng Yingxing, who had been somewhat aggrieved just now, shouting excitedly again.

“Hey!
Brat!
What are you doing!!”

She saw Meng Yingxing staring at Xiu Qingcheng’s bosom, baring his teeth and grimacing like a beast guarding its food.

Xiu Qingcheng looked down and saw the baby had climbed onto her chest at some point.

Those two little hands, looking like Michelin tires, were grabbing the edge of her clothes, constantly pulling down the chest part of her white dress.

Although the dress on Xiu Qingcheng’s upper body looked thin enough to be pulled down with one tug…

Her clothes were actually part of her transformation, fused with her body.

So no matter how the little baby’s hands rubbed and ravaged it, he couldn’t pull down even half a bit of Xiu Qingcheng’s clothes.

“Hungry, hungry——”

Meaningless cries came from the baby’s mouth, but a few words could barely be understood.

Hungry, what hungry, what to do if hungry?

Baby hungry means wanting milk?

Xiu Qingcheng suddenly fell into a second of self-doubt.

Up until now, she had been treated as a mother by two people; the previous one was Meng Yingxing in his dream.

Turning into a girl and growing breasts meant being treated as a mother; this was truly ‘whoever has milk is the mother’.

Seeing this, Meng Yingxing’s eyes instantly turned red.

He couldn’t bear anyone being so rude and presumptuous to his Master, so he immediately reached out to grab the baby’s waist, wanting to pull him down.

It was unknown where the baby got his strength, but he seemed glued to Xiu Qingcheng’s body.

No matter how Meng Yingxing pulled, he couldn’t tear him off, yet Meng Yingxing didn’t dare use too much force for fear of hurting the baby.

“Holy crap!
You’d best be obedient and get down from my Master!”

Meng Yingxing let go, lowering his body so his eyes were level with the baby.

With dead fish eyes, he stared obliquely and tightly at the baby clinging to Xiu Qingcheng’s clothes, simultaneously extending a finger towards him with extreme threat.

“Or else I’ll make sure you never have milk to drink again!”

Xiu Qingcheng looked at Meng Yingxing staring at the baby on her chest and rubbed her forehead.

Actually threatening a baby in swaddling clothes now.

Embarrassing!

The little baby that Meng Yingxing couldn’t take down was obediently removed by Xiu Qingcheng under her own hands.

Xiu Qingcheng re-wrapped the swaddling clothes properly around the baby and held him, only to see Meng Yingxing looking displeased.

Looking at such a disciple, Xiu Qingcheng suddenly felt playful again.

Holding the little baby, she ran her slender finger across her chest towards Meng Yingxing.

“What’s wrong?
Is Disciple jealous seeing such a small baby lying on my chest?”

“Or is it that… you are also hungry?”

Meng Yingxing’s displeased expression vanished instantly; seeing Xiu Qingcheng’s action, his face turned red as a monkey’s butt in a flash.

“Wh—”

With the Master before him wearing a teasing smile, Meng Yingxing opened his mouth but couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.

“N-N-N-Not at all——”

Meng Yingxing was stuttering now.

Yes, yes, yes, exactly this kind of embarrassed and pitiful expression!

Xiu Qingcheng, who hadn’t managed to tease her disciple last night, expressed that she felt great now.

If a disciple wasn’t used for amusement, then it was meaningless!

After this interlude, the baby’s parents finally caught up belatedly, seeing Xiu Qingcheng holding their child and Meng Yingxing beside her.

Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing had to temporarily forget about the Mermaid’s Tear matter and turned to hand over the baby to his parents.

“Oh my, oh my, my good child!
Worried me to death!
I thought I’d never see you again in this life!”

Xiu Qingcheng placed the baby into the mother’s hands; the woman, having regained what was lost, immediately hugged the baby tightly and cried, unable to speak for a moment.

The man accompanying his wife also breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly stepping forward to excitedly grab Meng Yingxing’s hand.

“You must be that Young Hero Meng from recent times?
Thanks to your help this time; otherwise, with our child snatched, we husband and wife wouldn’t know how to live the rest of our lives!”

“No, no, it’s all my Master’s credit…”

Meng Yingxing looked at Xiu Qingcheng somewhat embarrassedly.

If Xiu Qingcheng hadn’t caught the baby in time back then, who knew what would have happened.

Hearing this, the man immediately let go of Meng Yingxing’s hand to shake hands with Xiu Qingcheng to express gratitude.

However, seeing that Meng Yingxing’s master was a cool, aloof woman wearing a veil and white dress with red robes, he immediately turned his extended hand into a hand-rubbing motion.

Men and women shouldn’t touch; he couldn’t grab this hand randomly.

“Many thanks, Fairy!Many thanks, Fairy!”

“You’re welcome.”

Xiu Qingcheng opened her mouth slightly; her voice was cool, dignified, and elegant, making the man think he heard ethereal fairy music for a moment.

Meng Yingxing took an extra look at Xiu Qingcheng.

Mn… Master wasn’t this quiet when talking to him usually.

Xiu Qingcheng glanced back, that look full of arrogance.

‘Hmph hmph hmph, watch carefully, Disciple. This is Master’s business mode!’

After thanking Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing again, the man started complaining to them with a bitter face.

“I felt something was wrong with that cloaked person!”

“I saw her every day these past few days!”

“She even stared at us taking the child out to pee!
Now she actually snatched our child directly!
Truly a villain!”

Listening to the man constantly berating Li Mo, Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing exchanged a helpless glance.

This Li Mo… looked like a normal Jiaoren girl on the surface, but how come she was so explosive in private?