Who is the demon's son will eventually be revealed through extensive screening. As for Shang Yanting, he is more concerned about whether Jia Xitong's dragon horns have improved.

Sure enough, the day after Jia Xitong returned, he took the raccoon to the schoolhouse to intercept the barefoot doctor, Uncle Carl.

"Dear host, why do I have to go in bear form?"

Jia Xitong didn't quite understand.

After all, given her relationship with Uncle Karl, what else couldn't be said?

"Senior Karl might prefer your Warcraft appearance."

"nonsense."

The raccoon spat at him, "Uncle Carl likes me no matter what I look like!"

Xi Tong is very confident in her charm.

As the two were talking, they happened to block Uncle Karl from leading Dokar out the door. Because the magic pearl nail art that Princess Raccoon had done for Dokar had won his heart, Dokar was instantly captivated by the sight of the little raccoon and showed off his hundreds of tiny feet.

Unfortunately, it encountered a raccoon, not a raccoon princess. Hundreds of faded little feet were destined to be wasted.

Xitong gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with profound wisdom as he pondered the future and life.

"They're gone."

Shang Yanting interrupted her thoughts on life by picking up the raccoon and followed Karl into the house.

A gentle spiritual energy flowed from Uncle Karl's hand, enveloping the raccoon's head as if giving it a spiritual spa treatment. The spiritual spa treatment only ended after a full incense stick's time.

"I don't know what kind of pill you gave her, but it's very effective. The cracks in her dragon horns are almost completely healed."

No wonder he's been consuming the Primordial Primordial Elixir continuously.

Jia Xitong was somewhat surprised by the result, yet it also felt somewhat expected.

Uncle Carl looked at Shang Yanting and said, "Xi Tong's injuries are almost healed, but in the meantime, it's best to use strong medicine."

So you need to take the Primordial Taiyi Pill again?

The raccoon almost stopped breathing. She had just had a falling out with the original author, Xiao Shang, and didn't want to see her again. Besides, she hadn't had enough time with her host yet. Even though they lived together, they were practically in a long-distance relationship.

"Honey, I don't want to!"

She nestled against Shang Yanting's chest, trying to escape the torment of the elixir by acting coquettishly.

"So, do you want to finish the game between the raccoon princess and the black dragon slave? Or do you want to have spirit stones inlaid all over Dokar's feet?"

When Dokar heard the words "inlaid spirit stone," his eyes instantly lit up with stars.

Jia Xitong thought Shang Yanting couldn't stand her coquettish act, but little did she know that Shang Yanting had already figured out why she would be so embarrassed that she would dig out a castle.

She couldn't accept either the anger towards Xiao Shang or the embarrassment towards Princess Raccoon.

"Aaaaaah! Why are you so cruel, host?!"

Jia Xitong screamed and ran out.

Shang Yanting looked at Jia Xitong, who was running around in the yard, and was about to chase after her when Karl stopped him, saying, "The matter of eliminating the demonic cultivators is of utmost urgency."

Shang Yanting paused, then nodded slightly to him, "This junior will certainly live up to your expectations."

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Jia Xitong struggled with the choice between taking the pill and not taking it, and was eventually forced to take a Yuan Chu Tai Yi Pill under Shang Yanting's encouragement.

Oh wow.

As fate would have it, they met again.

Within the original world.

The sounds of string and wind instruments filled my ears, along with the songs of orioles and swallows.

On the high platform, a group of women dressed in gold thread and jade cloth swayed their alluring figures, their eyes seductive and alluring.

When Jia Xitong saw them, she was completely captivated by the girls above.

Just as she was about to drool as a sign of respect, the original author Xiao Shang's voice suddenly rang out beside her, "Alright, go down."

The young ladies on stage hadn't even finished their dance when they all started leaving the stage one after another.

"Brother Yan, isn't this your favorite dance tune?"

The man sitting next to him looked at him with a puzzled expression.

This young master Yan arrived in their Renze Kingdom a week ago. He looks young, but he is actually a martial arts master with considerable skill.

In Renze Kingdom, a place where even those at the Martial Spirit Realm are considered experts, Shang Yanting was treated as an honored guest of the powerful clans simply by revealing his Martial Grandmaster strength.

This golden-clad dance was choreographed at Yan Qing's behest; it was magnificent, noble, innocent, and charming, captivating the heart with just one performance.

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting paused, his gaze involuntarily shifting to the suddenly appearing spirit beside him. "Suddenly, I don't like it anymore."

Does the moment I appear, the dance I've always loved suddenly stop appealing to me?

It was intentional; they probably didn't want themselves to see it!

Jia Xitong glanced at the original author Xiao Shang out of the corner of her eye, her anger rising. Sure enough, he had a problem with her!

Does he have a problem with it?

I even have my own opinions.

Jia Xitong crossed her arms, adopting a cold and aloof demeanor, and didn't even greet him.

“Brother Yan, tonight there will be a lantern parade on the Fuxi River. Why don’t you come with me?” Wei Feiying cupped his hands in invitation.

As the most entertaining person in the family, he was determined not to disappoint the guests since his elders had entrusted him with the task of hosting them.

It's okay if you're tired of the Golden Robe Dance; the night view of the Fuxi River is the real highlight of their Renze Kingdom.

Several painted boats were moored on the river, surrounded by numerous small wooden boats. Lanterns illuminated the riverbanks, and melodious music drifted from inside the boats, while the windows reflected the graceful figures of women.

What a beautiful and wonderful place this is!

Jia Xitong looked into the river, thinking that she would bring her host here for a date when she returned to the real world!

"Brother Yan, please!"

Wei Feiying gestured to Shang Yanting, the author of the original work, and invited him to sit on the most luxurious painted boat on the river.

This painted boat was not only exquisite on the outside, but also adorned with glowing crystals inside. Inside, eight beautiful dancers sat playing the zither and flute. The silk and satin decorations inside the boat exuded a subtle fragrance. Wei Feiying opened his folding fan and gave the eight women a look, and they all picked up their instruments and sat around Shang Yanting from the original story.

Jia Xitong was next to Shang Yanting, which, by all accounts, meant he was surrounded by beautiful concubines and singing birds.

I have to say, that little rascal Xiao Shang really knows how to enjoy life.

In the original story, Shang Yanting glanced at Shang Yanting beside him without making a sound, then beckoned to a woman with a cinnabar jade ornament on her forehead and a pipa held upright in her arms, "What's your name?"

The woman lowered her eyes, her face full of shyness. "My name is Hua Ying."

“Brother Yan, these eight courtesans are my treasured possessions. Each of them is proficient in a skill. Moreover, they are all beautiful and naturally stunning.”

As she spoke, Wei Feiying gave a suggestive smile, "If you like them, I will give them all to you."

Introduce a wife to Xiao Shang?

Introducing eight at once?

Is this guy trying to lead Xiao Shang astray?

That was Jia Xitong's first reaction upon hearing this, and then she glanced at the person next to her.

Shang Yanting originally intended to refuse.

However, upon suddenly noticing the gaze that the spirit had been looking at him, he inexplicably said, "Then I will accept it."

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