The Young Matriarch-Chapter 1307: Ancestor: The Odds of a God Having Offspring Are 1%

Bai Chuwei didn’t get up, but instead curled her lips into a smile and said, "Just my responsibility."

Upon hearing this, the dean felt more at ease.

He had worried before that Bai Chuwei, being used to her freedom, might go about things irresponsibly.

She could save herself, but who knows if the other students would still have a chance to survive?

However, Bai Chuwei was more responsible than imagined; the entirety of Kunlun Academy’s student body was her responsibility!

Bai Chuwei changed her posture, lightly twirling her silky hair with her finger, and glanced skyward with some disdain: "What? Still planning to use your ugly lightning to perform some tricks?"

The thunder and lightning suddenly vanished.

Everyone was dumbfounded again: "..."

This... Was this really just another coincidence?

Gone just like that?

Bai Chuwei gave Tong Qingyan, who looked utterly desperate, a meaningful glance; without this heroine, it’s likely the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t have compromised so quickly.

Bai Chuwei withdrew her gaze, looked towards Hualing and Leng Xueqin, and with a smile said two words: "Ceremony complete."

With those words, Hualing excitedly picked up Leng Xueqin from beside him, happily spinning around on the spot, "Senior sister, senior sister, you’re finally my partner... I’ve been dreaming about this for years."

Leng Xueqin’s fair, flawless face rarely showed a blush; she placed a hand on Hualing’s sturdy-as-steel shoulder, whispering, "Put me down quickly."

Hualing hummed and hawed, refusing to let go.

Not far away, a cultivator teacher from the security department frowned and shouted, "Not good, it looks like Tong Qingyan has fainted from anger?"

Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue twice, who wouldn’t faint from anger? A breakup right on the spot!

Bai Chuwei lazily stood up, grabbed Duan Feihan’s hand, and cheerfully said, "Hanhan, let’s head back first."

Duan Feihan glanced towards Hualing not far off; Hualing was whispering softly in his partner’s ear. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Things like "tonight let’s make a basket full of kids," "Big kid, second kid, third kid..."

Duan Feihan’s expression darkened; how can the disciple get ahead of the master?

Duan Feihan’s expression didn’t change, and he nodded: "Alright, let’s head back to the room first."

Duan Feihan had a feeling that by the time Hualing and Leng Xueqin had a basket full of kids, they might still have none.

"Hanhan, do you really want kids?" Bai Chuwei asked abruptly.

They were partners; she could quickly sense his thoughts.

Duan Feihan frowned, shook his head, and said, "No, just curious about what our children would look like."

Bai Chuwei raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Then it’s going to be very difficult for us to have kids."

Bai Chuwei paused, then added: "The difficulty for deities to have offspring is probably second only to finding any trace of the Creator God."

Finding traces of that scoundrel elder brother is impossible; the likelihood of deities having offspring is roughly 1%.

So, don’t get your hopes up.

Bai Chuwei, somewhat excited, suggested: "Hanhan, how about we go back to the room tonight, make some clay figures, and after animating them, have them call you ’dad’? You can make them however you want."

Duan Feihan: "..."

Duan Feihan’s heart stalled for a moment; he wrapped his long arm around Bai Chuwei’s slender waist, speaking in a deep voice: "No need."

It’s better to attend to serious matters.

Bai Chuwei, leaning against Duan Feihan, suggested making clay figures even as they headed back to their room.

Just as they crossed over the bedroom’s threshold, both their steps paused—

Kunlun Academy erupted with a piercing alarm sound again!!

The entire academy was on alert.