Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2405: Chapter 2405: All with Dark Faces, Unable to Laugh

No wonder his sister had just been discussing with the little baby about hiding the weapon. If the people from Wulong Mountain saw this, the High Priest Demon Heart’s reputation would fall to nothing.

As for anything imposing, he hadn’t really thought about it.

In his life, he’d only seen ribbons wrapped around the dancing girls during banquets.

Using them as weapons for assassinations isn’t unheard of, but those are always women. This little baby, could it be…

“Sis, did you guys get the child’s gender wrong?”

This child, maybe it’s a girl?

“Get lost!”

An Jiuyue glared at him irritably.

Don’t think just because he’s injured he can say anything and she won’t mind. She’s in a bad mood right now; if provoked, she might do anything.

But thinking about the child, she really had nothing to say.

From a young age, he liked pretty things. Even before he could talk, he liked putting red and pink things in his mouth. Now that he knows not to do that, even his taste in weapons leans towards pretty ones.

“Nuonuo, look at what your uncle is saying. You even got the wrong gender!”

“What is gender?”

The little baby asked, confused.

He didn’t understand, but he just likes this weapon. It’s the most beautiful one he’s ever seen.

“Mother, can we start heading back now? In a few days, we can go find my elder brothers. I’ll definitely show them my weapon; they’ll certainly praise Nuonuo for having good taste, heh heh.”

Everyone: “…”

You really think you have good taste, huh? Laugh all you want; can’t you see your parents’ faces are dark with laughter they can’t express?

Still, An Jiuyue consoled herself inwardly, thinking that when the little baby grows up a bit, there’s a chance to correct this, just like the Stone People said: when the little baby has a sister, give the ribbon to her.

As for himself, whether he picks a weapon again or they choose one for him, both are possibilities.

…

On Demon Heart Island.

A new round of training hasn’t started yet, the horizon is just starting to lighten with dawn, and the smoke hasn’t begun to rise.

Yan Feng squinted his eyes as he walked outside the tent and saw several figures standing in front of him.

“Who are you?”

He was still very cautious, about to make a move.

“Don’t hit, it’s us.”

Qian Jiyun intercepted Yan Feng’s One Palm Strike and spoke softly.

“Hall Master, you’ve returned?”

When he could see clearly, he was immediately happy.

Finally, the Hall Master and the others have returned. Seeing them unharmed, he felt more at ease.

“Why didn’t you let those people train?” Qian Jiyun asked him.

“We just took a break yesterday, and the medicinal pills are almost used up. Last night, I checked each team’s inventory, and they won’t last much longer.”

Yan Feng pursed his lips and said.

There’s still a lack of training. Whether their cultivation level is sufficient or not, a trial run will reveal.

These Noble Clan Young Masters are already using the medicinal pills sparingly, yet they run out fast compared to others.

Of course, it’s not that their own disciples use few medicinal pills, but two to three-tenths of the pills of their disciples are given to those Noble Clan Young Masters.

“High Priest, Hall Master, let’s go inside and talk.”

He led the group into his tent, brewed some tea for them, and then continued to speak.

“According to your previous instructions, I keep an eye on those Noble Clan Young Masters all the time. Some are fine, self-motivated and have ambition, but some are just beyond help.”