Chapter 36 How much is your Luwu?

Fu Ning got down from Xiaoya's back and said to it and Song Jinghe, "Wait for me for a moment." Then he rushed into the house.

Xiaoya found a place to lie down in the courtyard of the Cultivation Association. With its large body, it took up most of the courtyard. Some cultivators who were originally passing by were frightened by its ferocious appearance and kept a distance from it.

Xiaoya leisurely shook his two furry tails. He always felt itchy at the tail recently. This feeling was not unfamiliar. He had the same feeling when he grew his second tail. Perhaps he would have a third tail soon.

Song Jinghe sat on Xiaoya's back with his back straight, his hands buried in its hair. Without a wheelchair, he could not go anywhere.

Another tiger roar was heard outside the yard. Xiaoya moved his ears and stood up steadily. He recognized that it was the sound of a tiger of his own kind.

A young man in gorgeous clothes rode in proudly on a huge Luwu, holding the reins in his hands. Behind him, two servants were trotting behind the Luwu with whips in their hands.

Xiaoya suddenly saw his own kind and excitedly growled at it twice. The Luwu also growled at it twice.

After the young man entered the city, all he saw along the way were people's fearful or envious gazes. He always had a smug smile on his face. However, he froze after seeing Xiaoya and Song Jinghe. He stared at Xiaoya's two wagging tails, greed in his eyes.

The young man shook the reins in his hand, and Lu Wu obediently walked towards Song Jinghe.

The young man looked at Song Jinghe disdainfully and said, "How much do you want to sell this Luwu to me?"

Song Jinghe didn't even look at the young man, but he was in the early stage of Jindan, riding on a Luwu and a tail, and he was so arrogant.

The boy was completely ignored. Just as he was about to get angry at him, he heard a clear voice saying, "This Luwu is mine. If you want to ask about the price, you should ask me."

Fu Ning had just finished registering with Zhao Hong and got the key to the room that the Cultivation Association had booked for all the cultivators when he happened to meet Old Zhou. The two chatted for a few words, and when he came back he saw this young man riding Lu Wu and confronting Song Jinghe.

The young man was obviously the son of a wealthy family. Not only was he wearing a fox fur coat, but Luwu was also fully equipped, from a nose ring, reins to a leather saddle and stirrups.

However, this Luwu was not in a very good condition, with its head drooping listlessly. It must have been beaten and scolded by the boy many times.

The young man lowered his head and saw a tall, thin woman standing next to Lu Wu. He looked at her for a few seconds and said with contempt, "So it's yours. Name your price."

Fu Ning smiled and said, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The young man said proudly, "I am Yu Chunyuan, the son of the governor of Yingzhou. You can go out and ask about my reputation. As long as you dare to name a price, I can afford any price."

Yingzhou and Quzhou are separated by Yongzhou, which is not very close. The spiritual energy there is much richer than that in Quzhou, so there are many cultivators coming out of Yingzhou.

The son of this Jiedushi was apparently unable to compete in Yingzhou, where there were many strong competitors, so he came to Quzhou, where there were few monks, to take up a place.

Fu Ning didn't like this kind of opportunistic people. She frowned and said, "Your father sounds like a corrupt official."

Yu Chunyuan was so angry that his face twisted, but he was really envious of the two Luwus. He said patiently, "Let's not talk nonsense. Just name the price."

"I won't sell it." Fu Ning turned over and sat on Xiaoya's back, "Let's go."

Yu Chunyuan held the reins and directed his Luwu to block Xiaoya's way. He squinted at Fu Ning and Song Jinghe, "From the way you are dressed, you must be short of money, right? Selling this Luwu can make a lot of money, young lady, you have to think carefully."

Fu Ning also squinted at him and said, "I'm not short of money."

This is true. Fu Ning made a lot of money by selling elixirs. He usually grew vegetables and hunted, so he didn't have much to spend money on. His wallet was getting fatter and fatter.

Yu Chunyuan obviously didn't believe it, and patted the big head of Luwu under him, "Not only can I pay you, but I can also give you my Luwu. How about it? You don't have to worry about not having a mount and you can still make a lot of money. You won't lose money in this deal."

"Mount?" Fu Ning stared at Yu Chunyuan and said seriously, "Xiao Ya is not a mount, but my partner."

Yu Chunyuan was stunned after hearing her words, and then burst into laughter, "Partner? You call Lu Wu a partner?"

Fu Ning looked at him coldly, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yu Chunyuan laughed until tears came out, and waved his hands, "It's nothing wrong, it's just too funny. It's just a pet that signed a talisman, and you can actually say such a thing."

Signing the talisman is the key to the spirit beast's recognition of its master. By dropping the blood of the master and the spirit beast into the contract talisman respectively, the master-servant relationship is established.

This contract is extremely unequal. The master can beat and scold the spirit beast at will, but the spirit beast cannot resist the master, otherwise it will be punished by the talisman or even die.

Fu Ning had signed a talisman before. After she reached the Mahayana stage and was able to communicate with animals, she destroyed all her contract talismans.

What she wants is a partner who trusts her and can fight side by side with her, not a docile and obedient pet.

The person in front of him was obviously controlling Luwu through the talisman. If the talisman was destroyed, he might be the first one to be eaten by Luwu.

Fu Ning thought he was superficial and arrogant, so he patted Xiaoya on the back and said, "Let's go."

Xiaoya growled at the Luwu, and the Luwu immediately made way.

Yu Chunyuan's laughter stopped abruptly. He pulled the reins to stop Fu Ning, but the Luwu was disobedient and refused to move forward even half a step. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the whip from the servant and lashed at him while cursing, "You beast, you don't even listen to me? Are you thinking of rebelling?"

"Ouch." The Luwu growled twice in pain. The Luwu with fewer tails obeys the Luwu with more tails. This is their nature. Although this Luwu felt wronged, it dared not move and could only passively endure the whip. Blood seeped out of its rough skin.

Xiaoya then growled twice, and Fu Ning understood that it wanted to save the Luwu.

"Xiaoya, there are many spirit beasts in this world that have signed spirit talismans with people, and there are also many spirit beasts that have been beaten and scolded by people. We can't save them."

Xiaoya whimpered a few more times, and Fu Ning touched its neck. "Okay, I'll help it if I get a chance."

Song Jinghe, who had been silent, suddenly asked, "Xiao Shuang, why can you talk to Xiao Ya?"

Fu Ning rolled his eyes and then made up a story: "I was born with the ability to talk to animals. I can even talk to Xiao Sanhua and Xiao Bai."

Song Jinghe didn't reply for a long time. Fu Ning turned his head slightly to look at his expressionless face, wondering if he had fooled him.

The inn arranged by the Cultivation Society was not far from here, just across the street, but because the small cliff was so eye-catching, they were watched by people all the way.

When they arrived at the inn, the waiter who greeted them saw Xiaoya and was so frightened that his legs went limp. He stammered, "Sir, sir, do you want to stay overnight or stay the night?"

Fu Ning took out the key Zhao Hong gave him and said, "Of course I'm staying at the hotel."

The waiter said with shaking hands, "Please come in, gentlemen."

Fu Ning and Song Jinghe first went around to the backyard to settle Xiaoya.

Fortunately, the Cultivation Association had made arrangements in advance and built a small shed next to the stable for Luwu to rest in order to prevent it from scaring the horses of other tenants.

A man was installing stirrups on his horse when he heard the tiger's roar and heavy footsteps. He turned his head and saw Xiaoya. His eyes immediately lit up. He quickly stopped what he was doing, looked at Fu Ning and the others with envy, and followed them into the shed.

"My friend, your mount is so majestic."

Fu Ning turned around and saw a sturdy man in his twenties following Xiao Ya. Judging from the spiritual energy he exuded, his cultivation level should be similar to his own. However, because his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open into a round shape, he looked particularly silly.

Fu Ning got off Xiaoya's back and looked into the stable. There were several horses chewing hay. She didn't know which one belonged to the man. She casually praised, "Thank you. Your horse is also very majestic."

The man took a look at his horse, which was the thinnest horse in the stable and was obviously malnourished. Now it had finally had a good meal and was chewing the food with relish.

He felt embarrassed, scratched his head, and changed the subject, "Daoyou, are you also here to participate in the Cultivation Association competition?"

Fu Ning only said "hmm", but the man was quite familiar and told him everything about his family background. "Hey, fellow Taoist, my name is Sun Huchang, I'm from Chengzhou. I originally thought that there were few cultivators in Quzhou, so I might have a chance, but now that I see you, fellow Taoist, I guess I don't have a chance this year. How about this, let's make friends, at least I can go out and brag about it in the future, and I have a lot of connections in the cultivation world."

Fu Ning loved to hear compliments. Seeing that this man looked quite funny and spoke in an interesting way, she nodded and introduced him: "Okay, my name is Fu Ning, and he is my husband, Song Jinghe."

Sun Huchang was very sensible and immediately called out, "Sister Fu, Brother Jing, which room are you in? I'm going to go to the Cultivation Association to find out what's going on after I finish fixing my horse's stirrups. I'll be the first to tell you then."

Fu Ning looked at his key and said, "I'm in room 23."

Sun Huchang, "Okay, I'm at number 12. You can come to me if you have anything. Let's keep in touch."

Fu Ning nodded. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, he surrounded Xiaoya and marveled at her, muttering to himself, "When can I have one?"

She finally couldn't help herself and ordered him to leave, "Go fix your pedals."

Sun Huchang seemed to have just reacted and looked at Fu Ning and Song Jinghe. "Oh, did I disturb you? I'll leave right away."

Fu Ning watched Sun Huchang return to the stable happily, then said to Song Jinghe, "Come on, I'll carry you to your room."

She expected that with Song Jinghe's proud personality, he would definitely not want anyone to see him unable to walk and needing others to carry him on his back.

Song Jinghe pursed his lips, looked at Fu Ning's increasingly thin back, and hugged her slender neck.

Fu Ning lifted up Song Jinghe's legs. He was not heavy, and it was more than enough for him to carry him with his own strength.

She pinched Song Jinghe's thighs. His legs seemed stronger than before. It would probably not be long before he would be able to try walking.

She remembered something, "System, what is the probability that Song Jinghe will kill me after his legs recover?"

System: "Boss, the probability is very low now, about 20%."

"The second half of the story."

"Boss, this requires you to go through the original owner's death nodes thoroughly."

"Okay." Fu Ning calculated, "It's almost time anyway."

Although Sun Huchang was installing the footrests, he actually kept his eyes on the shed. He watched Fu Ning carry Song Jinghe out on his back, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Brother Jing, this won’t do. How can you let your wife carry you when you’re already this grown up?

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Sun Huchang arrived, bringing with him his men's ethics class.