The Godly Lord Wants Me

Original Title: The Godly Lord Will Abandon the Wolf Cub Again [Rebirth]

Synopsis: [Pure and black-hearted yandere wolf cub attacker × aloof and abstinent master recipient]

"The day...

Chapter 47 Why are we not allowed to go in when there is no sound of people or birds?

Chapter 47 Why are we not allowed to go in when there is no sound of people or birds?

A biting winter wind swept through the entire mountain forest overnight, leaving the branches and leaves bare and piled up heavily on the mountain and the roads. With every step, you could hear the sound of withered leaves being crushed.

The demonic aura on Mount Sixiang has completely dissipated, and the eighteen disciples accompanying them are cleaning up the remaining demonic creatures.

The noise of people and the howling of monsters filled the air.

Lou Yan stayed obediently in Heng Qichun's arms, closed his eyes and counted the sounds. When he counted to the 1230th, he felt Heng Qichun stop.

"Senior brother." He heard Heng Qichun call out.

It seems we've spotted Nanyu Mountain.

Lou Yan grunted twice, barely managing to find a sliver of light, and then boldly hooked its front paws onto a section of Heng Qichun's collar, trying to peek out from Heng Qichun's embrace.

It's so stuffy in here, the wolf's going to suffocate.

Just as he was about to come into contact with the fresh air outside, something slippery wrapped around him and clung to his front paws.

Lou Yan was so frightened that she almost screamed. After barely calming herself down, she looked over and, with the help of the faint sunlight coming in from outside, saw what was entangled around her.

A slender white snake was flicking its tongue at him affectionately, and beneath the pitch-black robes, Lou Yan could even see its vertical eyes gleaming with green light.

Lou Yan suddenly realized—it was Fu Yusheng.

That's right. Back then, Wei Xiuzhu was so infatuated with his little white snake that he almost went mad. After being discovered by Nanyu Mountain, he took the white snake away from him.

Although it's uncertain whether he knew that this was his most prized disciple, it wasn't surprising that Fu Yusheng appeared since Nan Yushan had personally come to Sixiang Mountain.

Lou Yan frantically waved its front paws, trying to shake the clingy Fu Yusheng off its body.

But the snake's body was cold and slippery, and its strength was much greater than he had imagined. The entire snake, Fu Yusheng, clung firmly to his arm as if glued on, showing no intention of letting go.

The snake flicked its tongue slightly, hissing almost inaudibly at Lou Yan.

Lou Yan could almost immediately picture him standing on the steps, smiling gently at her, and that familiar—Yan Yan~

Lou Yan got goosebumps from his shout, frowned and glared at him, her impatience almost burning Fu Yusheng to ashes.

What are you doing?!

Fu Yusheng hissed twice, still maintaining his persistent manner.

I always felt you were different from the other disciples, but I never imagined you'd be such an adorable little wolf!

Lou Yan regretted that he could not report to Nanyu Mountain that the white snake was his eldest disciple. He could only grind his back teeth and let out a "howl," raising the corners of his eyes at Fu Yusheng.

Were you also exposed to your true form by the Qin Mirror?

Fu Yusheng had such a good temper that he didn't get angry even though Lou Yan's attitude was so bad. He just smiled and hissed.

Yes, that's right~

Lou Yan: ...

Sometimes he couldn't understand how Wei Xiuzhu had fallen for this guy.

The voice from Nanyu Mountain outside had already reached them: "The demons on Sixiang Mountain have been mostly cleared out. Only a few little demons who haven't yet developed their intelligence remain. They won't cause any harm to the human world, so let them be."

Then came Heng Qichun's voice: "I leave it to Senior Brother to decide."

"Where is your apprentice?"

Heng Qichun repeated the same explanation as Wei Xiuzhu, saying that Lou Yan had gone to do something else for him.

Nan Yushan disliked Lou Yan, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Lou Yan, who was hiding in Heng Qichun's arms, thought of something and hurriedly tried to grab Heng Qichun's collar. However, Fu Yusheng used his snake tail to wrap around his hind legs and pulled him straight down, landing right at Heng Qichun's waist.

He only felt his hind leg step on something that was both soft and hard. Before he could figure out what it was, he felt Heng Qichun's whole body tense up.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a tightness around the back of his neck—Heng Qichun had pulled him straight out of his collar.

The morning sun was dazzling, and Louyan was startled by the dappled sunlight in the mountains and forests, causing it to close its eyes. Its two front paws struggled alternately in mid-air, and it unconsciously let out a couple of "woof woof" sounds.

Before his eyes could adjust to the light, he first heard Nan Yushan's voice: "What is this?"

Heng Qichun's face flushed, and upon closer inspection, a layer of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He took a deep breath and, after a long while, he picked up Lou Yan and began to explain, "It was a wild wolf found in the tomb of Emperor Yi. It had not yet been corrupted by ghost energy, so we brought it out with us."

Nan Yushan wasn't particularly interested in the little wolf cub. He only glanced at the cub kneading and confirmed that the wolf didn't have an overly strong ghostly aura. He simply hummed in agreement, "Then let's just release it."

Lou Yan's struggling strength weakened instantly. He hesitated and turned his head to look, only to see that Heng Qichun also had a hesitant look on his face.

After a long while, he said again, "He injured his front leg. Let's wait until he recovers before we talk about it."

As they were speaking, Fu Yusheng had already slipped out from Heng Qichun's robes and silently wrapped himself back around Nan Yushan's wrist.

Nan Yushan didn't even know when the little snake had been lost. He frowned, wrapped the snake around himself tighter, and then waved his hand at Heng Qichun, "Whatever."

Wei Xiuzhu, standing behind them, had his eyes light up when he saw the little white snake. He hesitated whether to take the little white snake from his master, but was worried that he would be rejected like when he asked for the wolf cub before. His restless thoughts were eventually defeated by Fu Yusheng's warning look.

Not even a ripple was made.

Lou Yan was still being held by the scruff of her neck by Heng Qichun, her two front paws no longer moving, but obediently hanging down at her sides.

He looked at the front paw that Heng Qichun had mentioned with a shocked expression, and sure enough, he saw a fresh bloodstain mixed in with the fur.

It was a wound he inflicted himself when he was bewitched by a succubus.

These past two days have been too thrilling. Not only did he witness the fall of an ancient divine beast at the bottom of Xuanwu Lake, but he also wreaked havoc in the tomb of Emperor Yi. He had long forgotten that he still had such a wound on his body.

Unexpectedly, Heng Qichun noticed it.

Lou Yan shook his injured paw and smiled smugly—well, he's quite thoughtful, isn't he?

The thought had barely formed when a bird's cry drifted from afar.

The Chongming bird flapped its wings and landed, letting out a long cry beside the southern corner of the mountain.

Lou Yan heard it clearly; it was saying that all the monsters on the mountain had been captured.

The disciples who accompanied the group came up one by one to pay their respects and presented the captured monsters to Nan Yushan and Heng Qichun. The red fox, the white cat, and all sorts of strange and magical insects were on display.

Throughout this process, the Chongming bird watched from the sidelines, but when it saw the flock of Northern Grey Flycatchers in the spirit net, it awkwardly avoided looking at them.

After showing favoritism, one will likely feel guilty.

This is not only human nature, but even the gods cannot escape it.

Lou Yan wasn't interested in these monsters and watched them listlessly the whole time, except for a smug smile when he saw the smiling cat, a sneer when he saw the red fox, and an eye-roll when he saw the northern grey flycatcher.

He seemed perfectly normal at other times.

Until a disciple brought in a huge demon, the wolf cub that had been quietly hanging in Heng Qichun's hand suddenly became alert and howled at the demon.

It's a rhinoceros demon! A rhinoceros demon who shared life and death with him!

The rhinoceros demon immediately recognized the little wolf that he had met under duress. It broke free from its disciple's grasp and pounced on Lou Yan.

It was running too fast and tripped over a pebble, falling to its knees with a "plop" in front of Lou Yan. It simply sniffed Lou Yan's dangling tail in that position.

The smell has been confirmed to be correct.

Woohoo! It really is a wolf cub!

The wolf and the rhinoceros, having been separated for a long time, were busy catching up, which left Heng Qichun and Nanyushan looking at each other in bewilderment, unable to understand some of the strange behaviors of animals using human thinking.

After a long while, Wei Xiuzhu dragged the rhinoceros demon off the ground and handed it back to the accompanying disciple.

The rhinoceros sniffed sadly, and a sorrowful expression quickly appeared on its ugly face.

Lou Yan looked at it with some sympathy, lamenting that her own fate, protected by her master, could not fall into the hands of her good friend, the demon.

However, it's all for the best. The Lu Duan Sect is most skilled at raising demonic beasts. In addition to the ancient divine beasts and ancient ferocious beasts inside, they also raise countless demonic beasts and spirit pets, all in a very gentle way, with the aim of helping evil spirits to walk the right path and not causing them any real harm.

Once the demons have learned the methods of cultivation, they will naturally be released back into the mountains and forests.

Lou Yan sighed softly, and her gaze toward the rhinoceros demon turned to one of reluctance.

The training at Lu Duan Sect is arduous, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, this may be the last time he sees his good friend Yao.

As noon approached, the sun shone high in the sky. The bare trees, exposed to the cold wind, were bathed in the warm sunlight, which brought a touch of warmth to the forest.

Soon, a disciple claimed that the search of the mountain had been completed and that nothing had been missed.

Nan Yushan summoned his sword and announced his return to the mountain on it.

Heng Qichun took the opportunity to hug the little wolf cub tightly, his arms holding his body firmly, preventing him from snuggling into his arms again.

Lou Yan looked up in confusion, only to see that his master had already calmly summoned his sword and was riding on it, with the wind billowing around him, showing no intention of allowing him to move around recklessly.

In the blink of an eye, they were already a hundred miles above the ground, and even the renowned Four Symbols Mountain turned into a faint black dot and then disappeared from sight.

As far as the eye could see, there was a swirling cloud of mist, and a biting wind blew. A layer of white frost clung to Heng Qichun's hair, blending it tightly with his white hair, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.

Lou Yan was held tightly in Heng Qichun's arms the whole time, her stomach was squeezed so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

He clung to the arm that Heng Qichun was holding him with his two claws, his sharp nails tearing the sleeves of Heng Qichun's robe, ruining a perfectly good garment.

However, Heng Qichun didn't even look at him.

Lou Yan stretched out his neck in great dissatisfaction and let out a loud "Awooo!"

This sound finally caught Heng Qichun's attention.

He wielded his sword with one hand, while the other hand, which was holding him, pinched the wolf's nape. His voice pierced through the clouds, carrying a hint of reprimand, "Quiet."

Lou Yan was afraid of his master's silencing spell, and upon hearing this, he indeed stopped making noise.

He could only cling to Heng Qichun's arm, turning his head eagerly to look at the deity's collar, which he had pulled wide, and then sniffed pitifully.

Why can't we go in?

Back when you picked me up and brought me back to the Eighteen Realms, didn't you just have me crawl inside your clothes to take me back?

Why can't it work now!

The wolf couldn't understand it at all.