AWB Chapter 326 Collapse
Chapter 326 Collapse
"I'll rest for an hour, then I'll finish this and practice swordsmanship with you."
The desk was piled with letters and secret documents, which Jiang Ming read and processed one by one, occasionally sending messages using communication tokens.
Shen Yao wandered around the study, found a blank book, sat down at the small table next to Jiang Ming's desk, took out an ink brush, and began copying the "Treasured Book of All Things".
The "Book of All Things" in her soul core memory records various materials for alchemy and weapon crafting, as well as their uses and ways of obtaining them.
She wanted to make two copies, one for Shi Bao and one for Feng Yu.
She was already troubled after writing only a few lines.
She can't draw.
The book is mainly composed of pictures, which are lifelike and include detailed breakdowns with explanations.
She can't draw, so how can she copy?
Forget it, just mess it up.
I'll take a nap first; I still need to practice my knife skills this afternoon.
She put the ink brush aside, lay down on the table, and fell asleep instantly with a blank book under her arm.
The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms was soothing and pleasant, and she slept soundly. Jiang Ming finished his official business while she was still dreaming.
Jiang Ming had been watching her for a long time.
He sat at the small table, tracing her eyebrows from a distance.
Very nice.
She sleeps on her stomach in a good position, not kicking or moving around, so well-behaved.
She was having a wonderful dream, occasionally moving her lips as if in silent murmurs.
The little mouth of the baby is pink and tender, glistening with moisture, and is very well cared for.
Jiang Ming stared wide-eyed.
He really wants to kiss her.
He felt a little thirsty from looking at it, so he licked his lips and forced himself to look away.
If they kissed and he didn't wake up, that would be fine. But if he did wake up, those good days would be over.
Having something at one meal versus having something at every meal—Jiang Ming wants something at every meal.
Even if you can only look at it but not eat it.
She had been sleeping on her stomach for too long, so Jiang Ming placed a daybed in the study and was about to move her onto it when she woke up from her sweet dream.
Shen Yao opened her eyes, looked at Jiang Ming, then at the bed opposite her, yawned, and stretched: "Have you finished your business?"
A deep book mark was imprinted on her face, which made her even more adorable in Jiang Ming's eyes.
The more we get along, the more we like each other.
I like everything she does.
“All done.” He picked up the blank book on the table: “Seven Friends Grass, one plant with seven stems, leaves that are serrated, the whole plant is light purple, and the tips of the leaves are white…”
"Why did you stop writing?"
He placed the blank book back on the table and asked Shen Yao, "Why are you writing this?"
Shen Yao pointed to her forehead: "I have a book called 'The Book of All Things' in my memory, which records all kinds of materials in this world. I want to copy it out for Shi Bao."
Her voice gradually lowered: "But I can't draw. The treasure book is full of pictures, and I can't draw them."
Complex glints flashed across Jiang Ming's eyes. He picked up a blank book and ink brush and returned to his desk: "Come here, you dictate, and I'll draw."
Jiang Ming was knowledgeable and experienced; he could draw many materials simply by hearing Shen Yao mention her name and brief introduction.
The painting is exactly the same as the one in the treasure book; even the details match.
Shen Yao was surprised to find that Jiang Ming was also a good painter: "How come you can all paint, but I can't?"
Jiang Ming comforted him gently, "You're young, it's normal that you haven't learned many things yet."
He also wanted to say that when she reaches his age, she will have learned enough and will naturally know everything.
Remembering that Shen Yao had once complained that he was too old, he swallowed his words.
Shen Yao felt comforted; the youthful appearance of the cultivators always made her forget about their age.
In fact, apart from Shi Bao, all the other cultivators around her could be her ancestors.
She glanced furtively at Jiang Ming, and the title of a melodramatic novel popped into her mind.
"Transmigrating into a Fantasy World, My Overbearing Ancestor Falls in Love with Me"...
"puff…"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
She couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter, collapsing onto the table, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
My domineering ancestor fell in love with me...
overbearing…
Ancestors...
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"
Jiang Ming looked helpless: "What are you thinking about now?"
Shen Yao restrained herself a bit, burying her face in her arms, her shoulders shaking with laughter: "I told you... haha... you wouldn't understand even if I told you..."
Jiang Ming guessed that she was probably making up stories about him in her mind again.
Oh well, let her laugh it off. As long as she's happy.
The "Book of All Things" cannot be finished in a short time.
When the thirtieth illustration was completed, Shen Yao called a halt: "We've been delayed for too long today. Let's practice the knife first. You can draw some for me every day from now on. It will probably take several months to finish."
Jiang Ming put down his pen and replied calmly, "Okay."
Shen Yao thought about it and realized that Jiang Ming was busy taking her to practice swordsmanship every day, spending time with Shi Bao, and handling official business. He probably wouldn't be able to manage it all.
"Or you could help me find an artist who is as knowledgeable as you, then I won't trouble you with this."
Jiang Ming was very unhappy to hear this, so how could he not trouble him?
He tidied the table with a cold face: "The materials you described are all rare treasures."
"Of the thirty types recorded, I have only seen eighteen of them in the secret scrolls that the True God Sect does not pass on to outsiders."
"There are probably not many painters in the world who have seen them."
So, it seems only he can draw it.
Shen Yao had stopped wanting to take advantage of him for free: "Then you'll have to work hard. What kind of reward do you want? A divine-level spell or a Ten-Perfect Stone?"
Jiang Ming's face grew even colder, and he was somewhat angry. Why did she always want to give him the Perfect Stone?
Does he look like he's missing a perfect stone?
I was insulted.
Suppressing his displeasure, he pondered for a while, his gaze fixed on Shen Yao's expression, and tentatively mentioned the taboo.
"Why don't you... persuade your father to hand over the Spirit Awakening Seal to me?"
Shen Yao's expression changed drastically, and she instantly became defensive, leaning back in her chair.
So that's what Jiang Ming was planning!
Five years ago, he warned her not to make a fuss, but he never expected that he would be the one to hold a grudge.
Her eyes were full of vigilance. All the trust that Jiang Ming had painstakingly built up for her over the years was overturned and destroyed by her.
Shen Yao was already thinking about how to leave with Shi Bao today, and after returning to Longquan Cliff, how to close the yellow light gate.
Jiang Ming stared intently at her, their cold faces locked in a long standoff. Shen Yao secretly formed a concealment seal with her hands, preparing to run away: "If you don't hand it over, how do you plan to torture me?"
Jiang Ming's heart suddenly clenched in pain.
He regretted asking.
A thin mist rose before his eyes, his eyes stung with pain, and he remained staring intently at her, unable to speak.
A thin mist gathered and flowed down his cheeks.
A venomous snake shedding tears is not a good omen.
Shen Yao finished the last hand seal, concealed her figure, and ran towards the door.
Jiang Ming remained seated, slowly shifting his gaze toward the door, clenching his fists tightly.
His gaze was icy cold, his eyes filled with disappointment at not being trusted.
Shen Yao ran to the door and tried to pull it open, but the door wouldn't budge.
She became even more wary, realizing that Jiang Ming had planned this all along and had placed a restriction on the room without her noticing.
She had no choice but to take a step back, revealing her true form, and tried to break the restriction with her spiritual power.
The moment she revealed herself, Jiang Ming stepped in front of the door, his attitude clear: he didn't want her to leave.
Shen Yao gathered a water spirit blade in her hand: "Jiang Ming, you can't stop me now."