"You're too kind, sir!" Ye Xianya said, then left with the birdcage.

"Then we'll have to trouble you, Daoist Tao." Wu Muzhi turned to look at Tao Zhixuan and the others, and said with a smile.

"Of course!" Tao Zhixuan said with a smile, but felt a little bitter inside.

These disciples of Xuantian Temple have become errand boys.

But who can blame him when he's less skilled?

Now all he can do is lead people to dig up the remains, then perform a ritual for Wang Shouyi's family, find an auspicious burial site to properly bury them, and tell them that their great revenge has been avenged. Now that they are in the underworld, they should be free of all attachments and be reincarnated.

"Sixth Brother, I bet this Miss Ye is definitely from the Taiyi Sect. No one else besides the disciples of the Taiyi Sect has this ability." The Fifth Brother looked at Tao Zhixuan and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Xiao Liu, losing to the Taiyi Sect is not shameful. Besides... Master often teaches us that we cannot force things. That spirit beast is destined to be out of our reach. If we didn't get it, so be it. You don't need to take it to heart or be sad." Fourth Senior Brother patted Tao Zhixuan's shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

Tao Zhixuan “…”

He really wasn't sad!

He just felt that he wasn't as capable as he had imagined.

As the last disciple of the abbot of Xuantian Temple and the most beloved junior brother among his senior brothers and sisters, he always thought he was quite capable. In the past few years, he had been ordered by his master to go down the mountain to handle matters, and he had almost always been able to get things done.

This time, however, not only was the matter not handled well, but compared to Miss Ye, the gap was particularly large, leaving Tao Zhixuan feeling somewhat uneasy.

Fortunately, he finally came to a profound realization that there are always people more capable than oneself and that there is always something beyond one's understanding.

From now on, he will diligently cultivate his Taoist arts and strive to make progress.

As for the spirit beast, he wasn't sad at all about not getting it.

"Sixth Brother, it's getting late, we'll head back to Xuantian Temple now. We'll leave the rest to you." Fourth Brother yawned and said with a smile.

They didn't want to stay in Zizhu Village either, so they decided to go back to Xuantian Temple.

Anyway, everyone came on horseback, so the return trip will be quick.

Unlike the capital city, Xuantian Temple closes its gates at night, but there are guards who will open the gates for any disciples who return.

In a place like the capital, once the city gates are closed, they will never be opened at night unless there is an extremely urgent matter; they will only be opened at dawn the next day.

"Fourth and Fifth Senior Brothers are going back?" Tao Zhixuan's eyes widened upon hearing this. "It's already late at night. Why don't you rest here?"

"No, no!" Fourth Senior Brother waved his hand. "Let's go back and tell Master about this as soon as possible."

They couldn't rest here either; they could only help their sixth junior brother dig up the remains.

This digging will probably take until dawn.

Tao Zhixuan didn't believe they were in such a hurry to tell their master about this.

Master needs to sleep too. He's already asleep by now. Even if Fourth and Fifth Senior Brothers go back, they won't see anyone.

That old man, Master, is the most sleepy.

After his two senior brothers and the other disciples left, Tao Zhixuan sighed and led the villagers and officials to dig up the remains.

Fortunately, the young lady Ye had already found a place to bury the remains. Otherwise... he would have to perform a ritual and use the compass magic weapon he borrowed from his master to search slowly.

...

After returning to the house, Ye Xianya did not lie down to rest, but sat in a chair and talked to the golden eagle in the birdcage.

"Little guy, can you talk?" Ye Xianya reached out and gently poked the golden eagle's little wing, asking with a smile.

The golden eagle shook its wings, turned around, and ignored her.

"Oh! Are you angry?" Ye Xianya smiled. "I didn't beat you up before. I just used magic to immobilize you and sealed your spiritual power. I didn't beat you up at all."

After Ye Xianya finished speaking, she reached out and touched the golden eagle's little wings: "I've had my eye on you for a long time, so I can't bear to beat you up. If you were a demon beast, I would have beaten you until your feathers flew off, your inner core shattered, and your body and soul destroyed."

After hearing Ye Xianya's words, the little guy trembled its two little wings, turned around and looked at Ye Xianya cautiously, no longer daring to be as arrogant as before.

"So cute!" Ye Xianya reached out and gently patted her head. "Can you talk? If not, it doesn't matter. I'll cast a spell on you, and you can temporarily learn human language and chat with me. But... it will only last for a quarter of an hour at most."

After Ye Xianya finished speaking, she formed a hand seal, used a mystical technique, and gently touched the golden eagle's head. A faint golden light instantly merged into it.

"Little one, how old are you this year?"

"Woof woof..." the golden eagle cried out.

Its bark sounds somewhat like a puppy's.

"It seems my magic has failed. This is truly unprecedented. Don't worry, let me try again." Ye Xianya patted its head and said with a smile.

mock up!

She refused to believe she couldn't handle this little guy!

They can speak, yet they dare not open their mouths.

"Woof woof..." Tears welled up in the little golden eagle's golden eyes.

It could speak before; it would have spoken even without this little girl's magic.

As a result... it doesn't do that anymore!

Ye Xianya used her mystical technique again and asked with a smile, "Little Golden Eagle, how old are you this year?"

"I...I have been born for thirteen...thirteen years!" the golden eagle uttered, the voice of a human girl.

It dared not disobey.

"So, you're a little sister!" Ye Xianya was particularly pleased: "When you grow up in a few years and reach the transformation stage, we can raise many little spirit beasts."

Golden eagle "..."

It knew that the little girl who had subdued it so easily must be very scary.

It turns out that she subdued it not to make it a mount, but to use it to raise a whole bunch of little spirit beasts.

The little golden eagle trembled.

"What's your name?" Ye Xianya asked.

“It has no name!” the little golden eagle shook its head.

"Didn't Wang Qiu'er give you a name before?" Ye Xianya asked, somewhat surprised.

“Wang Qiu’er is not my master. She saved me when I was injured that year, and I have always remembered her. She always called me Diao’er back then, but that is not my name.” It was originally a golden eagle, so it would be silly to call it “Diao’er” again.

"Do you have a favorite name?" Ye Xianya asked with a smile.

She respects spirit beasts very much and lets them choose for themselves.

"No!" The little golden eagle shook its head.

“From now on, you’ll be following me. I’ll give you a name, Zhengzheng.” Ye Xianya thought the name was excellent: “When you’re flying in the air, you look just like a kite I drew when I was a child.”

Golden Eagle: "..."

Is it too late for it to rename itself?