Seeing Huang Xiaolong gaze foolishly at her inexplicably gave birth to a strange feeling in Saint Mother Yao Chi’s heart.

In fact, Huang Xiaolong’s guess wasn’t far from the truth; Saint Mother Yao Chi was indeed a virgin. She had always been cultivating on the Yaochi Mountain and hardly ever left the Great Lake World, what’s more sit side by side next to a young man staring at her in this manner.

But, being stared at by Huang Xiaolong in this manner in such close proximity did not induce her anger. She felt shy, but also... pleased?

Even Saint Mother Yao Chi found it strange. Every time she saw Huang Xiaolong these few days, there was a closeness between them that even she was aware of. 

‘Maybe it’s because Xiaolong is my legacy inheritor?’ Saint Mother Yao Chi said to herself. Feeling close to one’s legacy inheritor was nothing out of the ordinary.

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