Chapter 952 - 951: She and He Meet Again! Is This Fate?

"Sister Xin, is your superpower making animals afraid of you? Are you a butcher instead of a tailor?" Little Douding guessed foolishly.

Otherwise, why would wolves fear Sister Xin, bears fear Sister Xin, and even pheasants be scared out of their wits and ask Sister Xin to eat them?

But the word "butcher" really doesn’t sound good, so Little Douding quickly changed his tune: "No, Sister Xin, what I meant was... Beast Tamer! The kind that can make all beasts submit."

"Alright, you handle the pheasant. Just roast it using the embers from last night’s campfire." Qin Xin simply smiled and didn’t mind or take it to heart. After giving the instructions, she walked alone toward the creek they had passed earlier.

She had caught fish with Master Tuantuan before; she’s not good at cooking but catching fish is her forte.

Unexpectedly, everything Master Tuantuan taught her about surviving in the wild started to come in handy.

Soon, she returned with several thick bamboo tubes, wrapped several fresh fish with lotus leaves, and handed them to Little Douding: "Little Dou’er, lunch is up to you."

A hearty meal.

Aside from lacking salt, making the taste a bit bland, everything else was great.

Though, it’s far from the culinary skills of Mr. Nalan or Master Tuantuan.

Also, I wonder if Mr. Nalan, all by himself at home, has tasty meals, and whether he would personally cook?

Qin Xin couldn’t stop herself from thinking about a certain man again.

She rubbed her temples: "Little Dou’er, let’s go hunting and get some Spiritual Pearls."

The Spiritual Pearls they gathered yesterday all got destroyed, even the pearl she gave to Little Douding was placed in the pile for merging and ended up disintegrating.

If, by the end of the exam in four days, Little Dou’er is without a Spiritual Pearl, he won’t be able to leave.

Little Douding was thrilled: "Great! Sis, I’ll follow you to pick up the prey."

Qin Xin’s lips twitched slightly: "..." That’s a very fitting description.

Indeed, Little Douding is quite useful as a follower; he’s diligent in collecting Spiritual Pearls from the spirit beasts she hunts, especially for dirty and smelly spirit beasts like the Red Wolf, Qin Xin wouldn’t dare to go near them.

"Sister Xin, we... seem to have hunted quite a bit? Do you want to take a break? There’s a coconut tree ahead, I can climb up and get you a coconut to drink."

Qin Xin: "How many are there?"

Little Douding’s backpack was heavy: "About, about a hundred or so."

Qin Xin: "That’s too few. Keep going."

Little Douding: "..."

He had never seen so many Spiritual Pearls in his life, yet Sister Xin thought it wasn’t enough.

What kind of divine being is Sister Xin?

The two of them worked hard until it was dark. Finally, Qin Xin asked again: "How many now?"

Little Douding couldn’t believe it, his voice shaking: "A thousand... plus!"

His backpack was stuffed full, and he had even crafted two bamboo baskets on the spot to store these precious little pearls for Qin Xin.

Qin Xin: "Alright then. That’s a wrap."

Little Douding breathed a sigh of relief, finally returning to the task where he could serve Sister Xin well: "Sister Xin, what would you like for dinner tonight? How about I dig up some bamboo shoots and mushrooms to make you mountain mushroom soup? It’s delicious..."

Qin Xin: "Sure."

Just as she spoke, footsteps came hurriedly from the bushes below, accompanied by an urgent voice: "Which blind person is blocking our Young Master Jing’s path? Ruining the wild pheasant our Young Master Jing wants to hunt?"

Qin Xin was speechless for a moment: "..."

Do you even need to hunt pheasants?

Isn’t it just a matter of grabbing one?

Wait a minute.

Young Master Jing?

Is it that person from the Jing Family with Time Magic?

As she was thinking about it.

A man in a black shirt stepped out from behind the tree, stopping his teammate who was still ranting: "The forest isn’t mine alone, others have the right to hunt too. You should reflect on why we are slower than others..."

As he spoke, he looked up and made eye contact with Qin Xin. Jing Zhichen stood in place, feeling as if the surrounding air had solidified without any spells.

It was as if time had stopped!

Is this fate? She and he just met again like this.

[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss!]