Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1222: Official Identity



Chapter 1222: Official Identity

——Master, I can finally talk to you!

The voice was childlike, like a young girl’s… The softness of the pillow hadn’t changed, but it radiated strong life force.

Luo Qiu even saw the glow of a soul—though at most it was a pseudo-soul.

Amused, he pinched another part of the pillow, and its mouth let out a giggle… When the pillow suddenly made an incomprehensible moaning sound, Luo Qiu immediately withdrew his hand.

“Why does it call me master?” Luo Qiu looked at Nan Xiaonan again. “Since you created it, shouldn’t you be the master?”

“Usually, yes,” Nan Xiaonan nodded. “But for this kind of Star Creation Lifeform, if it forms a deep emotional bond with its owner before being given life, that bond won’t disappear after the Star Creation. I’m technically its creator, but it recognizes you as its master—I can’t change that.”

Of course, there might be ways… but probably none would work on him.

This is a top-tier Star Creation ritual. There’s no way it would just sever its bond with its creator to acknowledge someone else as master…

“I bought it myself, actually, several years ago.” Luo Qiu nodded.

Though he bought it, Ren Ziling usually used it the most (often as a vent for violent energy)… which means the deepest bond might actually be with Ren Ziling.A top-tier Star Creation Lifeform, created with all her effort, wasn’t much different from a child of her own—watching it in Luo Qiu’s arms, Nan Xiaonan felt a pang as if her own child were mistaking a thief for a father…

“Let’s give it a name.”

Nan Xiaonan forced a smile, her heart bleeding: “After naming a Star Creation Lifeform, you can summon it directly using its name. When not in use, it automatically returns to the Star Spirit’s space… though here, there seems to be no Star Spirit space, so it probably returns to my Star Creation space.”

This Star Creation space wasn’t her original body’s space but a new one naturally formed by part of her will interacting with this subworld’s rules—it was currently empty and very small.

Luo Qiu patted the pillow in his arms, and it obediently turned and sat on his lap, showing an expression of enjoyment.

“Let’s call it Mianmian.”

Luo Qiu smiled down, and Mianmian responded with a soft giggle.

Then, with a thought from Luo Qiu, Mianmian vanished from his arms—but not into Nan Xiaonan’s Star Creation space.

Nan Xiaonan felt another hit of disappointment but didn’t say much, instead explaining: “This is a top-tier Star Creation Lifeform, so it has its own unique abilities. Over time, its powers grow. Its abilities usually reference its original form. This pillow… Mianmian’s current abilities are size manipulation, attack reflection, and water-absorbing space.”

“Did you fight with Star Creation Lifeforms before?” Luo Qiu asked curiously.

Nan Xiaonan nodded: “Some were for combat, some for daily life. For example, in my original Star Creation space, there was a castle—after Star Creation, it could move around. I named it ‘Haer’. It could fight or be lived in.”

“Interesting ability.”

Luo Qiu smiled. “All things have spirit. Here we have the concept of ‘jingguai’—objects gaining sentience from long-term companionship or absorbing spiritual energy. This Star Creation Lifeform is similar, except it’s artificially induced. You’ve touched the edge of being a creator.”

Nan Xiaonan allowed herself a proud smile.

No way—this overwhelming pressure from him made her feel like an apprentice standing before a King Immortal, unable to show any achievement… It was truly beyond dimensions.

Receiving his admiration, she even felt like a student praised by a teacher.

“Alright, thanks for showing me this interesting ability,” Luo Qiu said after a moment. “I won’t take benefits for free… consider this compensation.”

Instantly, the massive power units vanished, returning to their tiny decimal-state value. The subworld rules integrated in Nan Xiaonan’s soul were stripped away, and this subworld’s rules became opaque again.

Nan Xiaonan’s disappointment was obvious, as if falling from heaven to hell—but at the same time, she gained formal recognition in this world.

Previously an undocumented outsider, she now had a “green card” and could live as a citizen… Using Arcane powers or higher-level Star Creation rituals would require analyzing world rules to restore her strength, but she could now cultivate normally.

“Thank you… Senior.” Nan Xiaonan looked gratefully at Luo Qiu.

She couldn’t guess his life tier, but it was certainly above King Immortal, though whether he was an Primordial Eternal remained unknown, so she addressed him as senior.

“My name is Luo Qiu,” he said with a faint smile. “You can just call me that.”

He stood up, making Nan Xiaonan tense—but he only brought her a fresh cup of warm water.

The previous cup had gone cold.

Feeling slightly pampered, Nan Xiaonan took it quickly with both hands.

Luo Qiu continued: “I basically know your situation. As for the Nan Xiaonan identity…”

Nan Xiaonan knew the casual talk was over, and the serious part had begun, so she straightened up.

“You’ve accepted the Nan Xiaonan identity, so you should accept her fate. The people pursuing you are your responsibility to deal with.”

“I understand,” Nan Xiaonan quickly nodded. “I’ll find a way to leave here.”

This powerful being had already given her an official identity, solving her biggest problem—she dared not expect more.

“No need,” Luo Qiu shook his head. “She agreed to shelter you for a few days, so stay here. Don’t mention my affairs, and I’m rarely around… don’t enter my room or hers. Also, return my item.”

Nan Xiaonan awkwardly handed over the jade artifact.

It vanished instantly upon handover, but from its aura, it returned to its original place.

Ignoring space… Nan Xiaonan exhaled.

As expected of a terrifying power capable of pressing the subworld’s will into the ground—here, he was probably a free-acting creator-level existence.

“Senior… no, Mr. Luo Qiu,” Nan Xiaonan said nervously. “I’m being pursued now. If those pursuing me offend you… or Miss Ren, I…”

Luo Qiu said calmly, “Your situation will only continue after you’ve finished your short stay here.”

“Continue?”

Nan Xiaonan was momentarily stunned. Even fate could be casually manipulated…

Do you also need little accessories for your legs or something…

Even so, Nan Xiaonan naturally didn’t dare to linger here indefinitely… Now that she could officially cultivate, once she recovered enough to defend herself, it would probably be time to leave.

Luo Qiu added, “But you can’t stay for free… Your Star Creation ritual is interesting, so consider it payment for lodging.”

Nan Xiaonan wouldn’t dare refuse… In her original world, Star Creation rituals weren’t secret—like the Arcane system, they were studied by many—but she was the only one qualified as a Star Creation Saint Guide.

“Senior, writing this will take a little time…” Nan Xiaonan whispered.

“That’s fine,” Luo Qiu smiled faintly. “Just give it to me before you leave.”

At that moment—

Whoosh—!

The bathroom door opened, releasing a wisp of white steam. Ren Ziling stepped out, hair being dried with a towel, wearing light clothes, looking thoroughly relaxed.

“Huh, when did you come back? Weren’t you wandering outside?” Ren Ziling blinked.

Of course, there was no surprise—living under the same roof for years… Luo Qiu was as familiar to her as family.

“Came to get something,” Luo Qiu said casually. “Go back to your room and put on some clothes; you’ll catch a chill after a bath.”

“Got it, Auntie Luo!” Ren Ziling pouted and walked back to her room.

Nan Xiaonan wisely returned to her own room—the old storage room. She knew that having this senior allow her to stay a few days was already a huge favor, even granting her formal recognition in this world. She dared not hope for more and immediately entered cultivation to restore her self-defense ability.

Later, Nan Xiaonan claimed she wasn’t feeling well and refused Ren Ziling’s evening celebration dinner for her promotion.

Ren Ziling didn’t insist… and having a stranger in the house? Nan Xiaonan, a reputable forensic expert with a clean background, had nothing to worry about. Had it been someone else, caution and consideration would have been necessary, and shelter might not have been granted easily.

After preparing briefly in her room, Ren Ziling grabbed Luo Qiu and left, eager to see her future daughter-in-law.

“Huh, are we picking up You Ye?” In the car, Ren Ziling asked, blinking. “By the way, I don’t even know where she lives?”

“At the park entrance. She’ll be waiting there.”

“Oh, good! Let’s go!” Auntie Ren floored the accelerator.

“Slow down,” Luo Qiu said expressionlessly.

“Oops…” Ren Ziling ducked her head. The red mini car slowly exited the garage.

Soon, the car arrived at the park entrance.

A stylish blonde woman, holding a purse and wearing a gray-white checkered coat, stood quietly—naturally, Miss Maid.

Night fell.

In a rental apartment, the freezer in the center of the living room glowed dark red, then began vibrating.

Crashing sounds came from inside the freezer, and soon something fell onto the floor. A compressor emerged from below.

Meanwhile, the compressor’s components changed, scattered, and reassembled into short, functional legs and arms.

The “compressor” now stood quietly, motionless.

In Luo Qiu’s guest room, Nan Xiaonan suddenly opened her eyes. “Crap, I forgot about the freezer…”

She frowned. Her being pursued would only continue after she left, so she trusted that the powerful being wouldn’t trick her. Feeling assured, she dressed and quietly went out.

Though she had no intention of taking on detective work right now, Star Creation Lifeforms couldn’t be casually exposed… She wasn’t too concerned about being hunted under her Nan Xiaonan identity, but about the other enemies trapped here with her.

Stepping out, the strong sense of security vanished instantly.

She had previously thought a ten-star super-tier forbidden spell would leave this house unscathed, and now it seemed it might really be true…

“Huh, now that I have official recognition, does this count as cheating?”

Nan Xiaonan smiled faintly.

As she pondered, the elevator suddenly went dark—it had stopped due to a malfunction.

No more smiling.

At the hotel’s top-floor buffet with panoramic city views, Auntie Ren splurged to celebrate her promotion and raise. While eating, she couldn’t resist sneaking glances at Miss Maid’s stomach.

Hmm… when will it rise?

“Sister Ren, do I have something on me?” You Ye whispered, sensing Ren Ziling’s gaze.

“Ah… nothing, I just think your outfit is beautiful, fits you perfectly… where did you buy it? I’ll get one too, hahaha.”

“Probably can’t buy it yet,” Miss Maid smiled. “I haven’t released this design; it’s not on the market.”

“Design?” Ren Ziling blinked. “You were a clothing designer?”

“Yeah, a little hobby,” Miss Maid said softly. “If Sister Ren likes, I can make a few for you.”

“Wow!”

Luo Qiu watched their conversation with a smile.

Time passed.

Ren Ziling suddenly slurped up some pasta and mumbled, “I remember now!”

“Remember what?” Luo Qiu asked curiously.

Ren Ziling slapped her forehead: “That foreign old man in the photo—I remember where I saw him… Dr. Will Douglas, Nobel Prize in Biology six years ago!”

(End of Chapter)

The translation of "精怪" (jingguai) depends on the context, but here are the most common and accurate translations:

- Fairy

- Goblin

- Sprite

- Imp

- Monster (less specific, but applicable)

- Mythical creature (general term)


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