Qi Yu glanced at Venerable Canglang's retreating figure, then at the steaming chicken leg in the small bowl, and suddenly couldn't help but smile.

She quickly suppressed her laughter and said seriously, "Venerable Canglang really knows how to use someone else's flowers to present to Buddha. This chicken leg was clearly cooked by Uncle Liu."

Bai Huan looked at the chicken leg with a subtle expression and said, "Little Yan'er, although Venerable Canglang tortured you quite severely, he actually still likes you quite a bit, right?"

Qi Yu sighed dramatically as she put the chicken leg into her bowl. "Who knows? Some people are just so awkward. Sigh, I guess I'm just too charming."

Before he had gone far, Venerable Canglang, whose hearing was also excellent, thought: "..."

What should I do? I suddenly really want to get the chicken leg back.

Even feeding a dog shouldn't be done to her!

Qi Yu choked Canglang Venerable, then happily stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth. Just as he tore off a piece of meat and tasted the flavor, someone slammed into his back.

She coughed and the chicken leg flew out of her mouth.

Not only her, but Bai Huan and Liu Xing at the same table were also hit hard by different people.

The cups and saucers on the table were teetering on the verge of falling.

Qi Yu stared at the chicken leg on the ground that had only been bitten once, and slowly chewed the piece of meat in his mouth as if he were tearing apart an enemy.

Could you please stop picking fights with her while she's eating?

She raised her head, her cold gaze fixed on the arrogant group of people standing by the table.

The leader's expression changed drastically when he met Qi Yu's gaze. He nervously kicked the person next to him, thinking to himself, "Why did you bump into him without looking? This person is Yu Shengyan!!"

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow. So it wasn't them looking for her?

If I remember correctly, the person with a white headband on his forehead and dressed all in white, like he was going to wear mourning clothes, should be the prince of the White Tiger Kingdom, Bai Zilin.

Qi Yu looked thoughtfully at Bai Huan, who was sitting on the ground with her expression unreadable.

Bai Zilin straightened his expression and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "I...I didn't come here to see you."

He then pointed at Bai Huan and said, "I've come to see her!"

Bai Huan turned her head away, shook her head at Qi Yu, and said softly, "Don't worry about me, you guys go first."

Qi Yu pulled her up with a cold face and stood behind her without saying a word.

Meteor also walked over, silently staring at Bai Zilin and his group.

Bai Huan's eyes reddened. She wiped her face, and when she looked up again, her previous lively and adorable expression was gone. She said coldly to Bai Zilin, "What brings the Eighteenth Prince here?"

Bai Zilin looked at Qi Yu behind Bai Huan with some apprehension, and didn't speak for a moment.

A shifty-eyed man standing next to Bai Zilin tugged at his sleeve and said in a fawning voice, "Your Highness, I've already inquired. After the sect leader took this woman as his disciple, he completely ignored her, letting Venerable Canglang torment her every day. Look at the injuries on her body. If you ask me, someone with only five spiritual roots only managed to gain the sect leader's attention through opportunism. Once the sect leader knows she's not up to par, he won't bother with her anymore."

"But Your Highness, you are a prince of the White Tiger Kingdom! In my opinion, this woman is nothing to fear!"

The other followers echoed in agreement.

Qi Yu pursed her lips, unaware that the rumors about her had become like this.

Bai Zilin stood up straighter after being told off by a few words from his followers. Indeed, how could a mere female cultivator with five spiritual roots and no one to back her up compare to him, a prince?

Besides, he wasn't there to cause her trouble.

Thinking of this, Bai Zilin felt even more justified.

He raised his head, looking down at Bai Huan with his nostrils, and said arrogantly, "Hu Huan, I was wondering why I hadn't seen you in the palace before. It turns out you secretly ran away from the palace. Do you know that you, a lowly commoner born to a lowly palace maid, are destined to serve me for the rest of your life? You actually ran away without a word and even changed your surname to Bai. I will immediately write a letter to my eldest brother and have him arrest you and execute you!"

Qi Yu frowned slightly. So Bai Huan's surname wasn't Bai, but Hu?

Judging from Bai Zilin's tone, and recalling the palace dramas I've watched...

Bai Huan seems to be the child born to the emperor of the White Tiger Kingdom and a palace maid?

Bai Zilin continued to rattle off Bai Huan's various crimes, looking as if he wanted to kill Bai Huan on the spot.

Bai Huan bit her lip, remaining silent.

Qi Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly made a "pause" gesture.

Seeing her strange gesture, Bai Zilin asked in confusion, "What does it mean?"

Qi Yu seemed somewhat puzzled, stroking her chin thoughtfully as she said, "Your Highness Bai Zilin, I seem to have heard that in the royal family, the princes and princesses are personally guided in their cultivation by those powerful figures in the cultivation world. How come the eighteenth prince has been reduced to coming to the Flying Star Sect to compete for opportunities with us lowly commoners? It's truly strange!"

Bai Zilin's expression changed.

Qi Yu then turned to Bai Huan and asked, "Huan'er, do you think what I said is right?"

Bai Huan released her tightly clenched lips and looked at Qi Yu, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

Qi Yu patted Bai Huan's head, then sighed and began to speak, "Huan'er, I think I've heard that those members of the royal family with divine beast bloodlines are all single-spiritual-root prodigies. Oh dear, wait, Your Highness, you seem to have dual spiritual roots..."

She looked at Bai Zilin, hesitant to speak, "Oh my god, this, this can't be..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zilin angrily retorted, "You! What nonsense are you spouting, you woman!"

He brandished a fiery red spiritual energy in his hand, angrily chanted an incantation, and the spiritual energy shot towards Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's lips curled slightly as he summoned a fire phoenix. The fire phoenix swallowed the spiritual energy in one gulp, then suddenly spread its wings and flew in front of Bai Zilin, scaring him so much that he covered his head and ran away, falling to the ground.

He screamed for help to his followers, but the terrifying aura of the Fire Phoenix made them hesitate and dare not go forward.

Bai Huan pulled Qi Yu back and whispered, "Forget it, it would be hard to explain if we killed him."

Qi Yu, who had only intended to scare him, smiled and withdrew the Fire Phoenix, then sat down and continued to eat, keeping his accomplishment hidden.

The phoenix spirit fire, bound by fate, was summoned. Feng Xiao, who thought Qi Yu had been attacked, hid not far from the Spirit Dining Hall and couldn't help but smile as he watched Qi Yu burying his head in his rice.

This is his destined one...

Bai Zilin sat on the ground, embarrassed, his chest heaving violently.

His finger trembled as he pointed at Qi Yu, then at Bai Huan, and he stammered, "You all better remember this."

“Lowly commoners…”

Bai Huan stood in front of Qi Yu with a solemn face, no longer backing down. She said coldly, "A lowly commoner? The noble eighteenth prince, I am a lowly commoner born to a lowly palace maid, who can only carry your shoes. Yet I have a single metal spiritual root, while you, a prince with 'pure divine beast bloodline,' have a metal fire spiritual root. Whether your bloodline is pure or not is still in doubt."

Her hands moved in a series of hand seals, and her pupils transformed into a pair of golden eyes.

A golden mark gradually appeared on her forehead, and behind her, a white giant tiger seemed to be slowly walking towards her.