Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 991: Chapter 51: Little Di Shen’s ”Home

After Mu Shuang sent off a few Inner Sect Disciples, she entered with a face glowing red, holding the pair of Spiritual White Jade Earrings.

Unexpectedly, the Spirit Stone Bag in her hand was snatched away by Ye Lingyue with a swoosh.

”Ye Lingyue, what are you doing?”

”According to the rules, for special crafting tasks, Refining Hall takes one-third of the fee, and the remainder goes to the Artifact Refiner. The earrings are yours, the spirit stones are mine. Today I refined twenty-one ores, tomorrow my task should be reduced by one. Also, the Five Spirit Bat Stone does not require re-forging; just start carving.”

Ye Lingyue didn’t say much, handed over ten or so spirit stones to the Refining Hall, stuffed the rest into her Qiankun Purple Gold Bag, patted her butt, and walked away.

”You’re such a calculating woman,” Mu Shuang said angrily.

This Ye Lingyue should be called Ye Stingy or Ye Lazy; she’s always the first to finish work and the first to get spirit stones every month.

She knew Ye Lingyue was heading home at this time to wait for Little Di Shen.

Who knows what’s wrong with this woman, abandoning an outstanding man like Family Head Feng for a little bean sprout kid.

But looking at their relationship, it’s odd, seemingly like siblings, yet not exactly.

Thinking of Little Di Shen reminded Mu Shuang of her brother Mu Wu, and her expression dull somewhat.

She glanced at the Five Bat Spiritual Stone in her hand.

It’s no wonder Manager Xiong never said anything about Ye Lingyue; one must admit her skill in purifying materials is first-rate.

Really can’t understand why the effect of White Fire on refining materials surpasses other fire seeds.

”Forget it, at least I got the earrings.”

Looking at the exquisite peony earrings in her hand, Mu Shuang felt sweet inside and decided to work overnight to quickly craft that pair of Five Spirits Earrings for Ma Zhao.

Meanwhile, Ye Lingyue, due to the issue with Ma Zhao, delayed a bit and returned home near dusk. After calculating the time, Little Di Shen should be back in an hour.

She changed out of the miscellaneous servants’ clothes, entered Hong Meng Heaven, picked some spiritual vegetables and fruits for dinner, waiting for Little Di Shen to come back.

In Lonely Moon Sea, the evening sunset covered the sky; thanks to the Sect Protection Array, the seasonal temperature difference in Lonely Moon Sea was much smaller compared to outside, dividing the year into just spring and autumn, without the scorching summer heat or harsh winter cold, although nights were somewhat chillier.

Yet at this time, on the vast ocean surface outside Lonely Moon Sea, it was amidst a snowy winter.

Feathery snowflakes drifted down continuously for over half a month.

In the area where the sea waves met the land, the snow accumulated into ice layers, forming a stretch of snow plain over ten miles wide.

The vast expanse of the snow plain is endless, a complete blanket of white.

At this moment, in the depths of the ice field, there were two snow piles of different sizes.

Among them, one snow pile revealed a pair of eyes.

The snow had piled thickly on the snow pile, while the person inside dared not use Primordial Power for warmth, a layer of ice crust formed on their clothes.

These two snow piles had been here all day.

”I say, Sixth Junior Brother, we’ve waited a day and haven’t seen even a shadow of the Shadow Fire Mink. Shouldn’t we head back first?”

The larger snow pile shook, shedding some snow crumbs.

Under the slightly larger pile was a young man appearing in his twenties, with a round nose and a baby-like face, looking very youthful, at most the same age as Ma Zhao and those people.

However, any disciple of Lonely Moon Sea knew that here, judging people only by their appearance was unwise.

The baby-faced young man panicked seeing no movement from the adjacent snow pile for ages, fearing his Sixth Junior Brother had frozen stiff.

Frantic, he prepared to rescue his Sixth Junior Brother.

Realizing upon digging there was simply no one inside the snow pile, he panicked, searched all around, only to find not far away, the scent wafting from the hollow of a dead tree.

Compared to the icy winds outside, where even a running nose could instantly turn into snot ice shards, the tree hollow was warm.

A little boy dressed in a light blue cloud brocade martial arts robe sat on a piece of beast skin, eating a fragrant roasted sweet potato.

The little boy had extraordinarily beautiful phoenix eyes, his pupils shrouded in a light mist, delicate cherry-colored lips, and flawless features, more refined than any New Year painting doll.

Appearing six or seven years old, he was taller than average peers his age, and his long, thick black hair was casually tucked at the back with a beast bone hairpin. Even while eating such lower level food like sweet potatoes, his movements were exceptionally graceful.

This boy was none other than Little Di Shen, disciple under Master Wuya.

Over the last year or two, relying on the fifty-year cultivation Master Wuya previously bestowed, Little Di Shen, being naturally gifted with the Five Spirits Nirvana Body, coupled with Ye Lingyue’s occasional elixir pills nourishing him, not only had his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, but he also grew faster than his peers, looking like a little tiger cub.

Compared to Feng Xun’s frailness or Wu Zhong’s dominance, Little Di Shen seemed like a fusion of the two, evident from the attitude of his senior brothers and sisters toward him.

”You, you, you! Sixth Junior Brother, why did you hide yourself here? Didn’t you say earlier, you’d join me in watching the Shadow Fire Fox? Also, think who insisted on bringing me to this godforsaken place to freeze!”

The young man stomped his feet, shook off the ice crumbs on his clothes, and impatiently reached into the fire to pull out a roasted sweet potato; he was freezing.

It’s all because of his mischievous Sixth Junior Brother, talking nonsense about hunting minks to make a mink cloak for his wife.

”Fourth Senior Brother, I did say to watch the Shadow Fire Mink, but I never asked you to squat as a snowman in the snow all day.” Little Di Shen chuckled; when Fourth Senior Brother suggested posing as a snowman, he decisively chose to slink away; after all, watching alone or with another made no difference.

Accompanying him was his Fourth Senior Brother, the one he played best with among all his brothers and sisters.

This Fourth Senior Brother was a martial arts enthusiast; Little Di Shen’s Basic Martial Arts were taught by him. Outdoors, when encountering any small, sneaky acts, with one word from Little Di Shen, his Fourth Senior Brother would charge to the front.

He glanced at the evening sky outside the tree hollow, estimating it close to dusk; his wife should already be back home.

He habitually referred to the small courtyard he shared with his wife as ”home”.

As his other brothers and sisters said, home was where there were parents.

But for Little Di Shen, ”home” was where his wife was, simply because, since his Spiritual Wisdom began to develop, all his memories involved his wife.