OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 921: The Body Runs Ahead While the Soul Chases Behind

Black and White Impermanence stood in the distant forest, watching Bai Zhi’er and his group take the detour and leave.

White Impermanence sighed deeply.

"Originally, I was supposed to capture seven souls, but they were released just like that by Emperor Ji, the little ancestor."

Black Impermanence shook his head: "What can be done? Even King Yama spoils them, what more can we say."

White Impermanence clicked his tongue: "I just feel a bit regretful. Just now, that person named Bai Jie was running ahead while the soul was chasing behind. I almost captured it."

Black Impermanence chuckled: "Encountering Emperor Ji was his luck! Never mind, let’s head to the next destination."

The road around West Mountain, though longer, was fortunately surrounded by scenic beauty.

After the incident with Bai Jie just now, Mo Yanchi no longer restrained the students.

Occasionally, when reaching a place with good scenery, he let everyone come down to relax for a bit.

Now, as noon approached, Mo Yanchi had the students eat their meals right where they were.

Everyone took out the snacks and dishes they brought and shared with each other.

Bai Zhi’er wasn’t very hungry, so he went into the forest with Feng Fuce, intending to get some clean water by the creek.

The warm sunlight streamed down through the gaps of interwoven leaves.

In the forest, dust shimmered with a golden hue.

Bai Zhi’er passed a large tree and suddenly heard several urgent "squeak squeak squeak" sounds.

She looked up and blinked her bright eyes.

She saw a little squirrel nibbling on a shriveled fruit.

After eating one, only the core was left, it quickly threw it away and went to pluck another.

But the fruits on this tree were not only few but also small and shriveled.

They all looked green, as if they weren’t ripe.

Feng Fuce beside her noticed Bai Zhi’er’s focused gaze and found her very cute.

He couldn’t help but laugh and ask, "You can watch a squirrel for so long?"

Bai Zhi’er lightly blinked her long lashes: "I’m listening to this squirrel complain, it says the fruits this year are so small they don’t even fill the gaps between its teeth."

Feng Fuce raised his brows, looking up at the squirrel on the tree.

Indeed, it ate one and then plucked another.

"This year’s rainfall hasn’t been much, all concentrated in these few days, so this kind of fruit tree hasn’t grown well. I heard because of this, there’s a drought happening along the Long River’s banks." Feng Fuce said.

As Bai Xilie’s capable assistant, he had detailed knowledge of the Great Chu’s situation.

Mo Yanchi said he wanted to paint along the Long River’s banks, because before the drought, the scenery there was beautiful.

Lush trees and the ever-forward rushing river, sustaining countless people along the banks.

Yet now, with scarce rainfall this year, not only have some riverbeds dried up but crops have grown poorly.

It’s likely that much of the scenery along the Long River’s banks has become withered and bleak.

However, Mo Yanchi probably doesn’t know this, and those pampered young masters and ladies certainly have no way of knowing.

Though Feng Fuce knows, he doesn’t care.

After all, he agreed to accompany them only for Bai Zhi’er.

After listening, Bai Zhi’er pondered for two seconds.

She suddenly laughed brightly, and looking up, said to the little squirrel on the tree: "Lucky for you to run into me today, I’ll treat you to a big feast!"

Bai Zhi’er’s delicate and fair hand covered the tree trunk.

Her eyes, like whirlpools stirring waves, unleashed waves of mighty mana.

The surrounding leaves moved without wind.

Light in Bai Zhi’er’s palm grew brighter and more dazzling in circles.

After the mana entered the trunk, it seemed to inject the tree with boundless vitality.

The branches grew sturdier, the green leaves thicker.

One after another, red and plump fruits with abundant juice popped, popping, onto the branches.