"This is outrageous!"

The second senior brother slammed his fist on the table in anger, and, along with the two remaining junior brothers, shouted, "Come on, let's go see!"

The aroma of roasted meat wafts in the wind.

The fellow apprentices have already started eating.

Jia Xitong nestled in Shang Yanting's arms and saw her second senior brother arrive late with two junior brothers. The three of them glanced at the roasted meat on the open ground, but were too embarrassed to approach.

“Dear host.”

Jia Xitong gestured for Shang Yanting to come over.

Shang Yanting has successfully established friendly relationships with more than 10 disciples, completed the task, and pretended not to hear.

See?

In times like these, she has to step in.

Jia Xitong jumped down from his arms, took a few pieces of prepared roasted meat from the chef, and held the plate up to the three of them.

Does this mean they should eat it?

The three looked at the raccoon, and then at Shang Yanting not far away.

The second brother, who had recently put a sack over the raccoon, squatted down, pointed to himself, and asked incredulously, "You... are you going to feed me?"

Jia Xitong nodded.

Looking at the little beast with slightly bald fur in front of him, the second brother truly felt that it was somewhat cute.

The junior brother who couldn't bring himself to ask Warcraft to deliver meat was also adorable!

"Thanks."

He knew that Qing Shuangfeng was a loving family.

"You're welcome."

Jia Xitong answered reservedly.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding disciples fell silent.

"It seemed like my junior brother's magical beast spoke just now?"

"It's not just 'seems like,' I heard it too."

They'd all seen contracted magical beasts, but a magical beast capable of human speech! According to various books, only…

"A Saint-level magical beast?!"

As soon as he said that, a group of people gathered around.

Saint-level magical beasts are like Saint-level martial artists, representing the pinnacle of existence!

There are no more than five Saint-level warriors or more than five Saint-level magical beasts on the entire continent.

Their junior brother actually has one!

All eyes turned to Jia Xitong. This was the first time in all her time in the book that she'd been surrounded by so many people!

Jia Xitong found a tree stump, rested its left front paw on it, and made a tree-pillowing gesture, generously letting them look it over.

"Is it a Saint-level magical beast?"

The most knowledgeable senior brother stepped out from the crowd, casually wiped the oil from his hands on the second senior brother's trouser leg, and carefully picked up the little raccoon to examine it closely. "There's no spiritual energy fluctuation on this little beast?"

The next second, Jia Xitong's gaze changed drastically. She was pulled back into Shang Yanting's arms. He looked around at the people, "Senior brothers?"

"Sorry, we were just too curious."

This is the first time I've ever seen a legendary Saint-level magical beast!

Why are you just casually carrying your junior brother out like that? Aren't you afraid someone will snatch him away?

"It is not a Saint-level magical beast, but just an ordinary magical beast. It can speak human language, but is dull-witted and lives in the Nine Dangerous Mountains."

Seeing their surprised expressions, Shang Yanting explained, "I just happened to get one to pass the time."

This explanation is clearly more acceptable than that of a Saint-level magical beast.

That's right.

How could an ordinary disciple possess a Saint-level magical beast that even the Dean doesn't have?

"However, this is the first time I've ever heard of Jiuwei Mountain."

"That's what a senior student who values ​​evidence said."

Soon, another unconventional senior brother retorted, "The Aotian Continent is so vast, there are many places you haven't heard of."

Jia Xitong was also very curious. After Shang Yanting walked out of the crowd, she asked in a low voice, "Dear host, where is Jiuwei Mountain?"

"That's all made up."

Her eyes widened. "This is possible?"

Did they have doubts?

It seems... I only had a brief moment of doubt.

Shang Yanting looked at her, and she looked back at Shang Yanting.

A moment later, she was the first to look away, thinking, "How can you brag so much?"

"Junior brother!"

The second senior brother, who had already integrated into the group, brought over a plate of meat and said, "What happened before was all a misunderstanding. I'm sorry I almost cooked your magical beast. This is for you..."

His gaze fell on the raccoon.

Shang Yanting: "System, its name."

"A gift from a fine barrel."

The second senior brother handed over a small porcelain box. Inside was a milky white cream, which looked just like baby cream.

"Second Senior Brother actually gave away his own face cream?!"

Those nearby immediately recognized what it was.

This item costs a hundred coins for a small box, and the second senior brother cherishes it greatly. If the eldest senior brother steals even a little, he'll chase after him and beat him for a whole morning. He never expected the second senior brother to bring out such a large box today.

"It's so cold on the mountain that I always got chilblains on my hands and feet when I first arrived, so I always keep this on hand. It not only prevents chilblains but also softens the fur."

The second senior brother pointed to the raccoon's rough fur and said, "After you give the little raccoon a bath tonight, you can apply some to it."

This is the first time someone has given her a gift since she transmigrated into the book!

Jia Xitong took the snow cream with her paw, thanked him, and decided to forgive and forget about the grudge against her second senior brother for trapping her.

"Since my second junior brother has already given one, I'll give one too."

Seeing this, the eldest brother casually chopped off a piece of wood from the side and carved a small wooden sword from his treasured steel longsword.

"Since both my eldest and second senior brothers have given one, I'll give one too..."

That day

The outwardly respectable but inwardly stingy inner disciples of Qing Shuang Peak generously donated. Although none of the items were particularly valuable, they filled Shang Yanting's room to the brim.

"This is the essence of friendship—a give-and-take!"

As Jia Xitong lay in a basket hand-woven by one of her senior classmates, a hand with distinct knuckles reached out to her.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!