After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 368 But I am your biological mother!

Xu Youan opened the food box as he was told. His eyes paused slightly, and then he showed a look of shock.

The food box was filled with all sorts of pastries, some in the shape of flowers, some in the shape of rockery and flowing water, some in the shape of grass, some in the shape of trees, and even some in the shape of the sun, moon and stars. Beneath these pastries lay a thick layer of Linghai flowers, swaying and fragrant in the wind.

"Try it," Jiang Liqian winked at him. "In the future, when we open a pastry shop at the foot of the mountain, we can make pastries together. You won't have to work alone, little junior brother. Isn't it very thoughtful of me, Senior Sister?"

Xu Youan's eyes slowly turned red. He didn't know which words touched his heart, but too many emotions flashed through his eyes in an instant.

They were too fast and Jiang Liqian couldn't catch anything.

She only saw Xu Youan pick up a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes as bright as stars and fragments of light.

"Senior Sister, this is really delicious."

He said so.

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Jiang Liqian gave up the upcoming competition, not only for psychological reasons, but also to explain herself for losing control on the Qiankun Stage and wanting to kill Shen Qingqing. The people from the Discipline Hall had been suppressed by her master, but she didn't want to cause trouble for him. She simply didn't have any particular desire to win this competition, and she had won the bet against Cao Xian.

She had wanted to seclude herself for a while before the competition was over, but what she never expected was that when Xu Youan faced his second senior brother, he didn't even compete and just gave up.

The second senior brother was also confused and wanted him to stop acting impulsively, but Xu Youan had already flown down from the Qiankun Platform.

There was no other way, Jiang Liqian could only accompany him to watch the next competition, and discuss with Shui Lian'er the fashionable and outrageous buns that her godmother had recently made, as well as her never-ending supply of nail polish.

Even these little girls' things were being discussed by two grown men, Xu Youan and Qin Beiyao, and each of them was more knowledgeable than the other, which confused Jiang Liqian and Shui Lian'er. They even suspected that their genders were mixed up.

The one who understood the least was of course Jiang Liqian, who had never cared about these things, but she was also the one who listened most attentively.

Su Yanqing and Shitou originally came to find Jiang Liqian, but as they listened, they became as engrossed as Jiang Liqian.

They were chattering in the stands, distracting the people around them from the Qiankun Stage. They all pricked up their ears to listen to what they were saying, and some female disciples even joined in.

The more they talked, the more excited they became. More and more people came, circle after circle, and finally even the elders and peak masters at the top were alarmed. Master Zhongdao was afraid that his disciple would suffer a loss, so he immediately scanned the area with his spiritual sense.

Shui Lian'er was dancing and saying, "Don't be fooled by my mother's beauty, she looks like a fairy. She's actually almost six hundred years old. Do you know how she maintains her beauty?"

Shui Lian'er raised her hands and said in a sad voice, "She relies on these delicate hands of mine. I have to massage her every night. If I don't do it right, I'll have to beat her. Woo woo, Lian'er, I don't know how I managed to live to this age, woo woo woo..."

There were actually some little disciples standing by who started crying, both male and female.

The corners of Jiang Liqian's mouth twitched.

Qin Beiyao was still there demonstrating to Xu Youan his experience of carving a hairpin for Shui Lian'er.

By the way, promote yourself to everyone.

"Don't you know that peach branches can be used to style a bun? Have you seen the Great Elder of the Sacrifice God Sect? Isn't that a plum branch stuck in her hair? What? You don't know how? No problem. Come to my yard and I'll teach you. It'll cost fifty low-grade spirit stones each time. I guarantee you'll never have to worry about not knowing how to style your hair again!"

Shui Lian'er also made promises to her sisters one by one.

"You want the nail polish my mother uses? No problem. I'll give you a hundred low-grade spirit stones and I'll steal it for you right away."

"What? You want my mother's face-washing water formula? No problem. Bring me paper and pen. Three hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

Xu Youan was also being pestered by people over there, and they all asked him how much he sold the cakes. When they were at Qimingzhai, they were so envious.

Xu Youan coughed twice, took Jiang Liqian's hand, and solemnly announced to everyone: "My senior sister and I have discussed it and decided that when we are able to, we will open a pastry shop at the foot of the mountain. When the time comes, everyone is welcome to come and support us. We will give a 50% discount to all customers in our sect."

"Wow, great!"

"I want to eat, I want to eat!"

"And I……"

The sound of an armrest being crushed came to his ears, and Master Zhongdao immediately came back to his senses. He saw that Master Hongyun's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Well, it should be a loving mother and a filial son...

"I must throw that girl into the ice pool to rinse the sand out of her brain!" She gritted her teeth.

Zhongdao pretended to be calm and looked away, fearing that he would be implicated as well.

This kind of excitement did not last long. Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the Qiankun Platform, and then the entire platform was blown into ruins.

In the ruins, Jiang Junze stood with a sword in his hand, while Fu Wennian was pale, covering his chest and half-kneeling on the ground.

The seven-day internal competition came to an end.

When Jiang Liqian was helping his second senior brother back to Zhenfeng, he still saw someone he didn't want to see at the gate of the courtyard.

"Qian'er!" A noble lady dressed in gorgeous clothes walked towards her quickly, holding the hand of the little maid. The silk dress under her feet was stained with dust, but it did not affect her graceful and elegant demeanor in the slightest.

Jiang Liqian subconsciously clenched her fingers, then loosened them the next moment, revealing her most polite smile: "Madam, I wonder what you want to talk to me about? It's getting late, and Zhenfeng doesn't accept guests."

Cui Rou's body swayed, as if she had suffered a huge blow, and tears of pain immediately filled her eyes.

"Qian'er, please don't be like this, okay? Do you really have to hurt my heart like this?"

The smile on Jiang Liqian's lips froze, and she almost couldn't hold it.

She kept telling herself to stay calm, she must stay calm, they were just sins, nothing serious.

After calming down, Jiang Liqian once again distanced herself from her politely and said with a smile, "Madam, my mother's name was Hua Sanniang, and she has passed away. I have a godmother who currently lives at Feixia Peak in the Tiangan Sect. If you'd like to chat with her, I can ask her to come over."

"But I am your biological mother!" Cui Rou's eyes were red, tears streaming down her face. "I am your biological mother, how can you deny me? You are the child I carried in my womb for ten months, you are my flesh and blood..."

"Madam Jiang, would a mother abandon her own child, her own flesh and blood, for twenty years?"

Cui Rou immediately shook her head: “No, no, it’s only two years, Sanniang took good care of you…”

Jiang Li smiled faintly as he watched her pale face explain. His voice was calm and gentle, like a spring breeze: "Mrs. Jiang, you forgot that one year in the cultivation world is equivalent to ten years in the mortal realm."

Cui Rou's blood color faded away.