Xiao Jia isn't stupid.

It's such a coincidence that I ran into an old friend while taming yaks in the snowy mountains.

But since he's already here, and his family has been mentioned, perhaps this person pretending to be Xiao Mao is also after his family.

He feigned ignorance and used a clever trick to deceive the headmistress, leading her to follow this well-disguised man through the Immortal Realm to Phili Village.

He was meticulous and, having spent some time in the book pavilion, already knew that things like the Meng Po Pill existed in the Immortal Realm.

Therefore, they decided to stop breathing exercises to prevent any possibility of poisoning.

Perhaps because he was very cooperative and acted convincingly, Xiao Mao didn't harm him. Instead, he coaxed him to a two-story house on the west side of the village.

There were about a dozen cultivators on the ground floor with unfriendly expressions, each of whom was estimated to be at least at the Nascent Soul level.

Xiao Jia sensed something was wrong and could only grit his teeth and continue to play dumb, following Xiao Mao to a single room on the second floor.

The room was furnished by ordinary people; it was warm and comfortable, and although the building didn't pay attention to feng shui or spiritual energy, it was still quite spacious.

Looking out the window, you can see distant mountains and rivers.

Scenery can adjust one's mood.

Then what?

"Do you know how to do that...thing?" Xiao Mao asked him to lie down on the bed, making a "shaking" motion.

Xiao Jia didn't understand: "Huh?"

“It’s about doing that kind of thing…” Xiao Mao made another gesture, pointing to his lower body.

Xiao Jia then realized what was happening, jumped out of bed, her cheeks flushed, and opened her mouth wide: "This...this...this...we're all civilized people, in broad daylight, this can't be right, can it?"

Xiao Mao pushed him down and blew a breath into his ear: "Seriously? You've grown up and you still don't have a **? You don't even know how to do this?"

Help!

Xiao Jia blushed to the roots of her ears, covered her face, turned her head away from him, and ran away from him, waving her hands in refusal: "Little cousin, can't you be serious for once?! Didn't you say you were going to bring me to a blind date? You...you...you're not going to do something...unspeakable to me?!"

He suddenly remembered Pang Zhiyuan's ambiguous breath and the headmistress's warning, and quickly grabbed his collar, shivering.

If it were a girl, that would be fine, but if my little cousin forced himself on her...

No, no, no, even girls won't do!

He was a virtuous and upright demon cultivator, a role model for his fellow disciples in the Hundred Beasts Garden. How could he do such a despicable and absurd thing?!

"No, you misunderstood. I just think you've already made a huge sacrifice for this. You don't necessarily have to sacrifice your own marriage. As for reproduction, you're not female, so you don't need to do it yourself. Just pry it open, put some... you know... in a bottle, I have my own way!" Xiao Mao looked like he knew a lot, winking and pointing to the bamboo tube in the cabinet. "Just put it in there, I'll come back for it in a bit."

As he spoke, he solemnly patted Xiao Jia on the shoulder and left the house.

What are you taking? This is just too... inappropriate!

Xiao Jia was furious, his face flushed red, staring at the bamboo tube on the table.

No, no! He's a morally upright demon cultivator; he can't do such a thing...

However... it seems like there really won't be any loss.

But……

Even practitioners cannot sever ties with traditional Chinese culture.

Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents, and these parents include not only our biological parents, but also heaven and earth.

It's easy for him to get these things, but what about the women?

How do these people reproduce pangolins?

Would they lock the female cultivators in dark, isolated rooms where no one could call for help, cut open their bellies and entrails, and like killing a goose for its eggs, use magic to mold them into seeds and bury them back inside their bellies?

As far as he knew, reproduction had always been a major event in the cultivation world. Although magic could prolong life in the womb, it would increase a lot of suffering.

If a female cultivator conceives a child in human form, it can last for more than nine months. In such cases, she must be given a pregnancy-preserving elixir to prevent miscarriage.

However, it is said that if the animal is in a transformed state, there is a greater chance that it will give birth to a demon beast with spiritual roots.

If they succeed this time and get a taste of success, will they force them to become breeding machines, endlessly propagating the next generation?

Xiao Jia clenched his fists tightly, his heart pounding, his anger almost overflowing.

Would they really treat them like that? They're demon cultivators!

He couldn't act blindly based on a sense of justice; he had to investigate the whole matter thoroughly.

There are more than a dozen powerful cultivators on the first floor. If nearly ten rooms in this house are filled with relatives who need to be rescued, he cannot force his way in alone; he must outsmart them.

He needs to calm down, observe carefully, and plan strategically in order to save everyone.

A moment later.

"How did it go?" Xiao Mao walked in without knocking, came to the bedside with a cheeky grin, and even glanced into the bamboo tube that Xiao Jia was holding. "Big cousin, why is this empty?! Are you even capable?!"

This guy is actually watching it, doesn't he find it annoying at all...

Xiao Jia didn't need to act at all; her face flushed with embarrassment and anger, and she pushed him angrily: "Hey, I was holding it in! Why didn't you knock before coming in?! I almost... Aren't you afraid I'll never be able to get up again?!"

She kicked him angrily, pretending it was just a playful fight between brothers.

Xiao Mao had only known him for a short time, especially since he had started to play dumb on the snow mountain and couldn't detect anything amiss.

He dodged Xiao Jia's flying kick, mocked him a few times, and turned to leave: "Fine, fine, I'll wait for you a little longer."

"Don't go yet, I have something to tell you!" Xiao Jia threw down the bamboo tube, grabbed his clothes, leaned close to his ear, and stammered, pretending he couldn't speak, "Um... well, I have no experience, could I... let me... my first time with a woman... I really don't know..."

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