Leng Shuang thought of her good friend, who had been annoying her like an incessant bee hovering around her.
"Hmm, sure. Bring her over."
Su Mo nodded after a moment of thought.
A minute after Leng Shuang made the call, the sound of someone running outside could be heard.
The footsteps grew closer.
Then the door was slammed open.
"Daddy! Huff Huff! I missed you so much!"
Qian Lian had run all the way over. She was panting heavily, and her face was filled with excitement as she looked at Su Mo.
The dark circles under her eyes were particularly glaring, but her usually pale face had a flush of excitement. Her hair was as messy as ever.
She immediately tried to give him a hug.
Su Mo stopped her using his spiritual energy.
Qian Lian’s feet left the ground, and she floated helplessly in the air, struggling to move forward.
Su Mo looked at the shameless girl with a speechless expression.
"Weren’t you calling me Master just like Shuang? Why did you change how you address me again?"
Qian Lian stopped swinging her arms and immediately put on a pitiful expression.
A few tears appeared at the corners of her eyes as she acted pitifully.
"Oh, you don’t know, Daddy..."
"Speak humanly."
"...Master, this woman Leng Shuang is so hateful."
She pointed accusingly at Leng Shuang.
"Every day, she shows off her magical techniques in front of me, calling it practice. I’m so envious..."
She suddenly coughed.
"Ahem! I mean, she was deliberately provoking me to ruin our master-disciple relationship."
"She thinks Master won’t teach me any Cultivation Techniques."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Please, Master, prove to this hateful woman just how wrong she is."
Leng Shuang’s lips twitched, but she remained silent, simply watching Qian Lian’s performance with her arms folded.
Su Mo rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
"Stop with those silly schemes. There’s no need to test me. As long as you complete the tasks I give you and prove your worth, I won’t treat you badly."
Qian Lian chuckled sheepishly.
"Don’t put it that way, Master. When did I test you? I was just getting some reassurance for myself."
She placed a hand over her chest with an exaggeratedly sincere expression.
"Aren’t I your most loyal subordinate? Even if you give me empty cakes, I’m willing to eat them."
Su Mo rolled his eyes.
"Alright, now sit down and listen. I was going to tell you about my experience in this trip. If you’re not interested, you can go back."
"No, no! Of course I want to listen!"
Qian Lian immediately rushed over and grabbed a chair, looking extremely obedient.
"Please speak, Master. Little Qian is so excited to hear about your glorious exploits."
Su Mo was about to start speaking when he suddenly stopped.
Simply telling them about what happened wouldn’t be enough for them to properly understand everything.
Then he thought of another technique he had developed after drinking the Enlightenment Tea.
Memory Sharing.
It was an advanced skill derived from Spiritual Link, which he normally used to send telepathic messages or communicate through telepathy.
Memory Sharing was different from the memory extraction ability he could use on corpses.
In simple terms, as the name suggested, Memory Sharing allowed him to share his memories with others through Spiritual Link.
Of course, this was only possible when both the sender and receiver allowed it.
Su Mo looked at the two women.
"I’ll send you the memories. Relax your minds."
Leng Shuang nodded calmly.
Qian Lian, however, looked extremely excited.
It sounds so magical!
Soon, the memories began appearing in their minds like a movie-watching experience in virtual reality.
Of course, Su Mo had conveniently censored all the scenes he didn’t find appropriate for them to watch.
The memory started from Fool-End Town, where they had rented the horses. Then entering Frostspine Mountains and changing mounts.
When Qian Lian saw the skeleton horse, her eyes widened in shock.
"Undead Horse! Master, I beg you! Please let me ride your mount! As long as you’re willing, this little girl is willing to work like a donkey for you."
Qian Lian immediately began begging.
"Can you stop acting so strangely? How can a horse full of bones be more comfortable than sitting on a living horse?" Leng Shuang said.
Qian Lian gave her a disdainful look.
"How could someone with such poor aesthetic taste as you understand its charm?"
She continued staring at the skeleton horse, practically drooling.
"A skeleton horse is a dream mount. The only thing missing is purple flames burning like a mane."
"...If you want to be roasted to death, I can help you."
"Damn, woman! Stop ruining the atmosphere."
"Alright, stop, you two. Are you going to watch or should I end this here?"
After Su Mo’s threat, the two immediately stopped arguing and became obedient again.
The memory continued playing.
When the first Pishacha appeared, Leng Shuang only frowned, while Qian Lian looked frightened.
"What the heck? Do such strange things really exist in this world?"
"There’s a lot more for you to see."
Su Mo smiled, already looking forward to seeing her reaction later.
Especially when she sees the army of Pishachas rushing toward them like a swarm.
The memory continued, showing their meeting with Elder Song and how Su Mo had saved her.
His display of strength immediately made Qian Lian exclaim in admiration.
The beauty of the frozen waterfall, the White Moon Sect, and everything else they encountered was simply too wonderful. It made her yearn for such a journey and experience herself.
However, things soon began taking a serious turn.
From Miss Yang’s assassination that night to being wanted and the appearance of the old ancestor, the hidden conspiracy and dangers made both women sweat.
When the full-scale war broke out, Leng Shuang and Qian Lian were so shocked that they couldn’t close their mouths for a while.
Wu Taeyong’s strength and his display of various strange methods, such as taking over other people’s bodies, frightened them.
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