Ruoruo the cat hugged her round little belly, which she had eaten in various spiritual realms, and let out a satisfied burp. She then rolled over, humming and squealing, to indicate to Mo Wuyu that she wanted him to rub her soft little belly.

While rubbing her round belly, Mo Wuyu decided that he must control the amount of food she ate next time.

Once this little kitten gets its food, it has no idea what restraint is.

"Junior Brother Wuyu, you've finally come out." The girl, who had been waiting at the door for almost a whole day, said with a smile.

Mo Wuyu held Ruoruo in his arms, his cold gaze fixed on her.

He is currently the daughter of the sect leader, Feng Pingting.

"I haven't had a chance to thank you for saving me yet, and since my martial uncle is here, he came with me," Feng Pingting said with a smile, but her eyes were glued to Ruoruo Cat.

The long-bearded senior uncle took out a storage bag: "I've heard everything from Pingting. This girl owes a lot to you for your help. Consider this bag of supplies your reward. After we return to the sect, I'll promote you to a core disciple. That way, we can settle the debt of saving her life. What do you think?"

His words implied an urgency to quickly sever ties with Mo Wuyu.

For Mo Wuyu, this was something he did casually.

Wearing the robes of a sect and within his sight, and being within his reach, he naturally stepped in to save her, never expecting any reward.

If he had known that saving this girl would lead to him being entangled with her, he wouldn't have done it.

Mo Wuyu pondered for a moment, then accepted the storage bag. A line of words appeared on the white talisman in his hand: 【No need to become a core disciple. I'll accept these resources, and we'll be even.】

If the other party wants to settle their karmic debts, it's also a good thing for him.

He had no intention of getting entangled with this girl any longer.

Mo Wuyu was about to leave with Ruoruo the cat in his arms when the long-bearded uncle stopped them, saying, "Wait."

Ruoruo the cat warily extended its claws and scratched the arm that her martial uncle had suddenly stretched out.

"Hiss!" The long-bearded uncle frowned, quickly withdrew his hand, and gasped as he looked at the three bloody marks on his arm.

He was an elder at the Golden Core stage, yet this immortal beast, clearly still in its juvenile form, had so easily broken through his defenses and injured him. It was truly extraordinary.

Mo Wuyu frowned slightly and pinched Ruoruo Cat's paw.

Ruoruo the cat raised its head and meowed twice, looking rather displeased.

She didn't mean to hurt anyone; this person suddenly reached out and startled her. Is her brother going to blame her for this?

However, Mo Wuyu simply took out a soft handkerchief and wiped the blood off Ruoruo's claws little by little, then silently crushed the handkerchief into ashes and threw it aside.

I'll have to teach this kitten a lesson later, so it won't scratch people so easily.

She likes to hold her paws in her mouth and scratch people with her paws. What if she accidentally eats dirty blood?

Ruoruo the cat was comfortably taken care of by her gentle older brother, and proudly raised her tail, meowing fiercely at the long-bearded elder.

Mo Wuyu handed back the storage bag that the long-bearded elder had given him: "The kitten was startled and accidentally injured someone. This is an apology; please don't take offense, Elder."

Feng Pinting's expression darkened: "Junior Brother Wuyu, what do you mean by this? This batch of resources was meant to thank you for saving my life, how did it turn into an apology to our Martial Uncle?"

This was clearly a mockery of them for being too stingy, for giving too little as a thank-you gift, and for giving it away so easily.

But they clearly promised him a position as a core disciple, which Wu Yu himself refused out of ignorance.

“We don’t take back what we’ve given away.” The long-bearded elder stopped Feng Pingting and said with a relatively kind expression, “I was a little too hasty just now and scared the kitten, which caused it to extend its claws. It’s nothing. You have no master and are poor in resources. You should keep the resources in this area. They will be helpful to your cultivation.”

Mo Wuyu's storage bags were already bulging with Ruoruo's stuff, so he really didn't care about this bag of things.

However, since the other party insisted on not accepting it, he was too lazy to refuse: "Elder, what brings you to my attention?"

“Wu Yu, you’ve been in the sect for half a year now. All your cultivation resources come from the sect. The sect has nurtured you from a mortal into the Foundation Establishment cultivator you are today. You should be more honest with the sect.”

The long-bearded elder spoke slowly, his gaze falling on Ruoruo Cat, "You obtained this celestial beast by chance. Since you haven't formed a contract with it, why not sell it to the sect? The sect will definitely not let you suffer a loss."

Mo Wuyu understood; this person hadn't given up and still wanted to take his kitten.

Ruo Ruo angrily waved her paws, wishing she could pounce on him and scratch his face. Isn't this the kind of moral blackmail Mom talks about?

She wanted to use the guise of righteousness to force her brother to sell her.

The long-bearded elder continued to make promises, when suddenly a storage bag was handed to him, along with a box of mirage pearls.

The long-bearded elder suddenly shut his mouth, staring incredulously at the box of mirage pearls: "Where did you get so many mirage pearls?"

[This time, we entered a secret realm by the sea. All the hard-earned items are now offered to the sect. Along with that bag of resources, I'm thanking the sect for guiding us.] Mo Wuyu didn't feel bad about giving away the beads. Although this box of ten beads was quite valuable, it couldn't become food for the kittens. It was just good for spending money.

After he joined the sect, he was always treated as an ordinary inner disciple.

Because he refused to become a disciple and also refused to join a sect.

As for teaching, he simply got up early every day to practice swordsmanship, went to the library to read books, and attended the elders' large classes with other disciples.

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