Zhao Xi waited on the mountaintop for a long time, but did not see anyone descend from the sky.

Just as she was wondering, she felt something touching her toes.

I looked down.

A clump of aster flowers, no bigger than the palm of a hand, stepped out from under her shoes and began to bump them with its head and leaves, trying to get her attention.

This is the little messenger of the Earth Fairy.

It noticed Zhao Xixiang's gaze, raised its purple aster flower head to look at her, and stretched its two leaves and its entire head down the mountain path.

"The person has arrived?"

The little flower fairy nodded up and down, then tried her best to stretch towards the mountainside.

It was telling her to hurry down the mountain.

Zhao Xi thought nervously, "I understand..."

The fact that the flower fairy was sent to deliver the message at this moment indicates that Ah Feng and Ah Tu are too busy to be in two places at once.

The situation may be more complicated than she imagined.

She used a teleportation talisman to arrive near the mountain gate, cautiously observing her surroundings, and saw that the canteen door was wide open.

At the square table, a stunningly beautiful woman in red sat alone on a long bench, drinking wine and picking up salted peanuts from a plate with her chopsticks.

One chopstick can pick up two or three pieces, one bite at a time, chewing with relish.

At her feet, besides the heads of the Maoji people, were scattered a few white feathers and fragments of terracotta.

This is what Ah Feng and Ah Tu looked like after their defeat!

They will not be able to revert to human form in the short term!

Zhao Xi felt a chill run down her spine.

When Luo Haiqing attacked before, they were indeed vulnerable because there was no protective array in the mountains. But now, they are protected by the mountain gate's protective array, so the little fairy's power should also increase.

They've already been defeated without any signs of fighting?!

To Rongrong's left, three children were crammed onto a long bench.

They looked to be about seven or eight years old, and their skin, from their cheeks to their fingers, was red, as if they had been burned.

Three identical faces, full of childish innocence, were pursing their lips and shedding tears, but under Rongrong's tyrannical influence, they dared not cry out loud and could only wipe their tears with the backs of their hands.

The triplets, all dressed in red, have very similar facial features!

"Potatoes, rice, salt, and oil!"

Holy crap!

She recognized them; these three were enlarged versions of the three Firelight Beast siblings.

He was a few years older than the one I had seen in the breathing room.

Have these three reached the Core Formation stage?!

What about Luo Haiqing, Wu Tuba, and the other kids?

Zhao Xi felt a pounding in her chest and grew increasingly uneasy.

As they rushed into the cafeteria, they gave each other meaningful glances and gestures, trying to get them to escape.

She forced a smile and said loudly, "I was unaware of your arrival and have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me!"

"Miss Zhao, it's an honor to meet you!"

The woman in red had only drunk a few cups of wine; her pretty cheeks were flushed, and she was slightly tipsy.

"My name is Rongrong, a descendant of the God of Fire. I am currently unemployed and a carefree wanderer."

Rongrong put down her wine glass and chopsticks, stood up unsteadily, bowed to her, and smiled.

“Miss Zhao, don’t be afraid. I’m here to help the Hundred Beasts Garden. Look, this is a gift I’ve brought for you. The Five Spirits Sect is arrogant and has repeatedly bullied the Hundred Beasts Garden. Mao Jiren should bear all the blame.”

She bent down, picked up Mao Jiren's head from the ground, and placed it heavily on the square table.

As she spoke, the three children all fled to Zhao Xixiang, hiding behind her and huddling together, trembling.

When they saw the head of the Maoji people, they burst into tears.

Even Zhao Xi was quite frightened.

On the square table, Mao Jiren's head, with half of his neck still attached, stared wide-eyed ahead, his eyes filled with utter astonishment.

The incision on the neck was very flat; it wasn't done with magic, but rather with a sharp blade, and blood was dripping down.

Rongrong is very strong. She can ignore the cultivators' body tempering and resist the attacks of the little fairy children, easily shattering them.

Zhao Xi was so horrified that the heads in her field of vision were automatically pixelated.

She didn't know what to say, looked at the peanuts on the table, and stammered, "Thank you, Immortal, for your righteous help, or..."

The most valuable thing I have is crystal ore, but it's not worth much in the Upper Immortal Realm.

The zoo didn't have anything worth mentioning.

Seeing that the plate was empty, Zhao Xi said, "How about... I fry some more peanuts for you as a thank you?"

"Hurrah!"

The woman in red patted the empty seat next to her, "No rush, there's still some left! Why don't you eat with me? We can cook more after we finish."

She then smiled and asked for praise, "Oh, by the way, I also helped three little brats reach the Core Formation stage! Aren't I amazing? Hahaha!"

"…………"

Zhao Xi turned her head to the side and looked at the potato rice, potato salt, and potato oil with a probing gaze.

Sobbing, Potato Oil mumbled, "I don't know how it happened, but she snatched us from Grandpa Luo, touched our tails, and we all turned into human form. It seems like we formed our cores..."

Zhao Xi asked with concern, "What about the others?"

Shumi hugged her leg, tilted her head back, and said, "They're at the foot of the mountain, they haven't had time to fly away yet. Grandpa Luo's bell suddenly started smoking for some reason, and Uncle Wu's magic weapons are all broken. They were going to carry our older brothers and sisters back, but this auntie carried us back first..."

"Auntie? You called me auntie?"

Upon hearing this, Rongrong jumped up in a rage, nearly overturning the table.

The three children were so frightened that they cried and ran out of the cafeteria.

“Please forgive me, Immortal. Children don’t know how to speak. They call me sister, so they should call you sister too.” Zhao Xi tried to stop her, but pulled her back to the square table and asked with a smile, “Miss Rongrong, I am grateful that you cut off the head of this Maoji person. But I don’t know why you destroyed our cultivators’ magic weapon and shattered the guardian fairy.”

"Oh, that old man had shifty eyes, and the other one had half a tiger's face. They were obviously not good people. I destroyed their magic artifacts in the hopes of saving the kids." Rongrong poured herself a glass of wine, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then exhaled a breath of lingering satisfaction.

Zhao Xi thought, "So it was all a misunderstanding... Where is the little fairy boy?"

Rongrong laughed and said, "These two were looking at me with hostility while I was eating, which made me uncomfortable. These two aren't living beings, they're just ghosts. They can disperse and then reassemble, so I just dealt with them."

"..."

"By the way, are you curious about why I came to the Hundred Beasts Garden?"

Zhao Xi nodded: "Indeed."

Rongrong crunched on peanuts and said with a smile, "It's because Lin Che came here. He came to the Hundred Beasts Garden as a teacher, so it seems he cares about this place. I'm Lin Che's Daoist partner, so of course I have to do my part!"

Zhao Xi realized the peanuts were gone, so she searched her ring for a long time before finding only two pieces of mung bean cake left.

It's been sitting here for about ten days, I wonder if it's gone bad.

She looked up at his words, a faint smile playing on her lips. "What did you say? Could you please repeat that?"

"I want to contribute to the Hundred Beasts Park!"

"The sentence before that."

"I am Lin Che's Daoist partner."

"..."?