Chapter 24: Setting Off – One Day as Master, Lifetime as Mother? Part 1

Bo Xuenong watched Shen Yanting, who had already boarded the carriage, as her palm rubbed her back, regret hard to hide in her eyes.

She followed Shen Yanting onto the carriage. The carriage Feng Yingbo bought was very spacious and luxurious. The floor was padded with soft blankets, and the three rows of benches were wide, long, and laid out very comfortably. There was more than enough room to lie down and rest. No wonder it needed two horses to pull it. This way, she did not have to worry that Shen Yanting would feel cramped.

The problem was that they were all sword cultivators. No one knew how to drive the carriage.

Feng Jin had fed those two horses beast taming pills, so the horses could probably heed her words. But they had to pretend to be ordinary people, so they still needed to put on a show. They could not let a little girl who looked only ten years old drive alone.

Bo Xuenong considered whether she should take on this responsibility and go out to put on a pretense when Feng Yingbo had already taken the initiative to crawl out of the carriage compartment and grabbed the reins. “I know how. Let me do it!”

Fu Aoqing was extremely surprised. “You know how to do this?”

Xiang Yu was shocked. “Elder Feng is so amazing!”

Bo Xuenong and Shen Yanting sat side by side on the right. The two of them simultaneously shifted forward a little out of instinct.

Bo Xuenong sensed Shen Yanting’s movement. She turned her head and exchanged a glance with Shen Yanting. Shen Yanting saw her worry, and Bo Xuenong also discerned Shen Yanting’s lack of confidence.

They actually shared a tacit understanding of having no expectations for Feng Yingbo.

Bo Xuenong suddenly realized that her previous perfunctory attitude toward Feng Yingbo and the others had caused her to miss out on a lot. For example, Shen Yanting’s attitude toward them was not as simple as the four words “getting along well” that she had imagined. She felt pity and grief toward Fu Aoqing, helplessness and worry toward Feng Yingbo. And for instance, if she had discovered earlier how outrageous Feng Yingbo was, perhaps she could have shared such tacit moments with Shen Yanting in the past.

Bo Xuenong had always thought she had kept pace with Shen Yanting. Only now did she realize that her emotions had not synchronized with Shen Yanting’s. She was still not enough like her master, so she had to work harder!

She was her master’s disciple. She should be as good as her master.

Bo Xuenong’s firm conviction was jolted into fragments by the shaking carriage. She grabbed the carriage curtain with one hand and protected the Bo Xuenong beside her with the other. Her eyes stared fixedly at Feng Yingbo, who was casually handling the reins. She had an impulse to swap her out.

They had clearly been fed beast taming pills. By normal reasoning, the horses should be even more intelligent than ordinary ones. The two horses did not need much urging to follow Feng Jin’s intent and travel normally.

But once the reins reached Feng Yingbo’s hands, not only did they fail to travel steadily, they instead charged around wildly.

Bo Xuenong watched wide-eyed as the white horse’s head knocked down one small tree after another. She felt the carriage’s frequent and violent jolts. The hand grabbing the curtain reached toward Feng Yingbo’s back. She yanked Feng Yingbo in with a fierce tug, sat in Feng Yingbo’s position herself, seized the reins, and said, “Shishu Feng, let me do it instead.”

If not for Feng Jin feeding those two horses plenty of beast essence pills, they would have long since been battered and bloody.

Feng Yingbo had absolutely no self-awareness. Even after Bo Xuenong had tossed her inside, she still wanted to crawl back out. “I can do it!”

Shen Yanting pressed down on Feng Yingbo, who wanted to crawl out of the compartment again, and said very seriously, “You cannot.”

Shen Yanting kept a taut face, her cold and unsmiling demeanor making Feng Yingbo’s voice much weaker. “Senior Sister Shen…”

Before Feng Yingbo could finish speaking, Fu Aoqing, who had bumped her head several times unprepared under her superb driving skills, reached out and grabbed her. “Consider it me begging you. Stop harming the horses.”

Even Xiang Yu, who had always highly admired Feng Yingbo because she wanted Feng Yingbo as her master, could not help nodding along.

Feng Yingbo finally gave up on the plan to grab the reins again. She kicked at Feng Jin, who sat opposite her. “Jin’er.”

Feng Jin ignored her, clutched her head, and shuffled step by step to the outside of the compartment.

She took the initiative to sit beside Bo Xuenong, unlike her usual self. “Eldest Senior Sister, let me drive the carriage. You go inside and sit.”

Feng Jin was still afraid of Bo Xuenong. She did not dare get too close to Bo Xuenong or sit back inside. Her inner voice kept ringing nonstop.

Perhaps Feng Jin was too afraid to sit with her. This time, Bo Xuenong heard that Dead System’s voice again.

【Feng Yingbo: Look at other people’s masters, then look at Feng Yingbo. Can she be a little more steady and mature!! If she were even a bit reliable, I wouldn’t have to get this close to Eldest Senior Sister. Heavens, sitting beside Eldest Senior Sister feels cold. It’s not even summer now. I don’t need cooling down! Hurry inside! I have beast taming pills. I can control these two horses myself.】

【Dead System: Host, Feng Yingbo is only forty years older than Bo Xuenong. She’s only five hundred and forty-four years old. Among cultivators, that’s considered young. It’s normal for her not to be steady. If she were even a bit reliable, she couldn’t have given birth to you.】

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What did she say?

Feng Jin was born by Feng Yingbo?

So they were not master and disciple, but mother and daughter?

Then what did Feng Jin mean by saying she looked like the female protagonist?

It could not be that Feng Jin was the daughter of Yu Cenwan and Feng Yingbo. Leaving aside how two women could have a child, just looking at Feng Yingbo’s reaction yesterday when she saw the female protagonist’s portrait, it was impossible for them to have any past romance. Even if Bo Xuenong did not understand emotions much, she knew no one would be so heartless as to point at a portrait of their own daughter’s mother and so frankly say it was her lifesaver.

What exactly was going on?

Bo Xuenong only felt her mind was about to explode. She could not ask Feng Jin about her inner voice here, so she could only continue sitting in place.

She deliberately scooted a bit closer to Feng Jin and even reached out to rest her hand on Feng Jin’s shoulder.

Feng Jin’s slender frame stiffened. Her inner voice rang even more intensely, but it was too chaotic and fast. Bo Xuenong did not catch a single word. She had not expected her intimidating presence to be this strong. She patted Feng Jin’s shoulder comfortingly and smiled. “Sixth Junior Sister, you’re still young. Let me drive the carriage.”

She thought this would reassure Feng Jin, but Feng Jin’s inner voice became even more chaotic.

Bo Xuenong had no idea when she had left such a huge shadow on Feng Jin. Listening to Feng Jin’s panicked, trembling, and chaotically leaping inner voice, she rarely felt a trace of guilt. Feng Jin was always thinking of protecting Shen Yanting, yet she had scared her like this.

She gave up on the plan to keep intimidating Feng Jin to eavesdrop on her inner voice. She released the hand on Feng Jin’s shoulder and even took the initiative to sit farther from Feng Jin.

Bo Xuenong’s principle had always been Shen Yanting above all. As long as Feng Jin was willing to continue wholeheartedly protecting Shen Yanting, she was also willing to treat Feng Jin a bit better. Of course, this was just her current thinking. Who knew what the future held.

With Feng Jin, who controlled the beast taming pills, taking over, the two horses finally calmed down. The carriage’s journey also became smooth.

Their first destination was Mistlongevity Village.

Fu Aoqing had once been from that village. The dying often felt some nostalgia for their homeland.

Bo Xuenong held the reins without actually controlling the horses. She just kept tugging on the rope, pretending not to see Feng Jin occasionally touching the horses’ tails.

While Feng Jin directed the horses forward, her inner voice kept ringing nonstop, but it had no main point. Bo Xuenong occasionally glanced at Feng Jin, scrutinizing that face which truly resembled the female protagonist’s a bit.

Last night, Shen Yanting had stayed up with her all night to go through the Tianxiu Catalogue rankings she could see. After finishing, Bo Xuenong had even specially flipped out Yu Cenwan’s portrait to look again. The more she looked, the more she felt Feng Jin really resembled the female protagonist. She had never been this curious about anything besides Shen Yanting before. Probably because they were both people relatively close to Shen Yanting.

She could not hear anything useful from Feng Jin. Bo Xuenong had just thought about whether to try prying words from Feng Yingbo when Fu Aoqing beat her to it and spoke to Feng Yingbo. “Junior Sister Feng, look at how well Xuenong drives the carriage. How could you have the nerve to say you knew how?”