Chapter 216 I am her favorite.

"Look at this, you two, is this a boundary marker?"

Ni Chang glanced at it and shook her head. "No. The boundary markers are all white. I heard that only the Three Kings' are gold."

"The color is wrong, the material is even more wrong, and it doesn't even have a trace of aura. It can't possibly be a boundary marker."

"Where did you get this broken rock? Did you stay at an inn and take their room key without returning it?"

Jiang Xianwan also realized that he had been overthinking things. He put away the tattered tombstone and shook his head, saying, "It was given by a little old beggar."

She thought the boundary marker would look similar to a tombstone.

Indeed, if it were truly a boundary marker, she would probably have been relentlessly hunted down by cultivators from other realms long ago.

But they didn't notice that the palm-sized tombstone trembled slightly the moment it fell into the mustard seed bag, and a thin mist of light silently drifted about like smoke and fog.

The tombstone awakens, momentarily lost in confusion.

Then, without any hesitation, he plopped down on the soft, large couch... and incidentally knocked the sleeping sword flying.

Jiang Xianwan disliked using swords, so "Wait" was practically useless in her hands. She spent her days either sleeping or on her way to sleep.

Suddenly being slapped into a pile of spirit stones, he immediately woke up. Upon seeing the broken stone rolling around on the bed, his entire sword stood up alertly.

"Who are you?"

tombstone:"……?"

The tombstone slowly floated up like a human, as if it were examining it.

After a while, Qingling's voice was very arrogant.

Looking down from a high vantage point.

Arrogant and haughty.

"You dare ask my name?"

"Little thing, who are you?"

This impolite attitude and tone made 'wait' somewhat displeased.

The flowing water patterns on the sword blade instantly froze into ice, covering it with layers of transparent frost.

Out of politeness, or perhaps sensing that the other party was hostile, it felt as dangerous as Sword Boss, and perhaps even more terrifying.

Strike first.

"I am Wanwan's favorite spirit sword!"

"Please, get out of Wanwan's bed right now, immediately!"

tombstone:"……"

Who likes what the most?

Who is whose favorite?

A piece of junk that doesn't even have a contract?

Late?

Should we bring it down?

The tombstone seemed to ponder the truth of its words, slowly circling three times around the proud spirit sword, its surface swirling with frost flowers.

As the spirit sword floated before him, he tried to align himself with it.

With a loud bang, the sword spirit was knocked unconscious, and the sword itself cracked several times with the impact.

The tombstone instantly lost its previous leisurely and aloof demeanor, trembling and bursting into a string of excited curses.

"She likes me the most!"

"Pah! You dare to say that?!"

"Still late?"

"What kind of class is she? You think you can call Wanwan that? You wouldn't even carry her shoes for Di Yin... uh."

Noticing Jiang Xianwan's sudden, slight frown, a subtle reaction as if she had sensed something, she quickly lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead.

no.

As soon as it woke up, it smashed the rags that the tiger girls had picked up from who-knows-where, letting her know that the tiger girls would definitely destroy it.

Jiang Xianwan did not notice the movement in the mustard seed bag. With a flick of his finger, he sent the bird that was tugging at its neck and squawking incessantly overhead flying away, and his brow relaxed again.

Youming continued excitedly, "Usually, these kinds of old men in books are some terrifying reclusive masters who deliberately disguise themselves as ordinary people, while in reality they are desperately searching for a destined person!"

I think you've struck it rich!

Jiang Xianwan was somewhat speechless, but still nodded seriously, "Right? He said he is a messenger of Heaven."

tombstone:"……"

Ni Chang first gave Bai Youming a disdainful look, "Stop reading those stupid books about overpowered protagonists!"

Then, with a look of pity, she looked at Jiang Xianwan and said, "Sister, wake up."

"I even claimed to be a messenger of Heaven..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ni Chang's foot slipped, and as she fell, she instinctively grabbed You Ming's pants.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

"Aww!"

The final scream came from Ni Chang.

"You, Ming! Get your big ass off my head!"

"Who told you to pull my pants! You lecherous woman, are you trying to take advantage of me?!"

"Get lost! Me, taking advantage of you? Hah!"

"Which idiot dug such a deep hole!"

"I can't take it anymore! What a huge pile of shit!"

"You're a piece of shit from the Heavenly Dao!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

The sounds of the two demons vomiting echoed in the large, deep pit.

Jiang Xianwan, who was about to rescue him, immediately withdrew his hands, cupping them in a trumpet shape.

"Friends down below, are you all alright?"

Neon Clothes Netherworld: "..."

Guess if we're a good match?

Do you think it's good to fall into a latrine?

The two demons, their eyelids twitching, stepped on the poop and quickly climbed upwards. Fortunately, the poop was dry, and although it was thick, they didn't sink in.

But just as their hands gripped the edge of the pit, a huge shadow suddenly descended from the sky...

A large, hairy buttock followed closely behind, and the loud, long fart made the two demons' faces contort and their hair ripple.

Youming: "I—!"

Ni Chang: "Damn it!"

Jiang Xianwan looked at the gray-white spirit beast in front of her, which had a long white tail, a faint light around its forehead, and a golden seal whose color changed in varying shades, and her eyes twitched slightly.

Why does this thing look so much like a blue-eyed Ragdoll cat?

Seeing the furry bottom tremble, it rushed forward and lifted its jade-like buttocks with both hands.

"Honey, can we go somewhere else?"

The beast, interrupted from pooping, suddenly widened its bright, sparkling eyes, making anyone who saw it feel like their heart was melting.

It turned its head to look at the human female cultivator who was supporting its buttocks. It was first shocked, then angry, and then so ashamed that it almost fainted.

Speak human language.

"Why should I? This is the mess I dug!"

Jiang Xianwan: "Then your turd is really... big."

"You can't exactly pull them both on top of each other, can you?"

Beast glanced disdainfully at the two demons who were desperately trying to pry open the hole and were vomiting.

"Why not?"

"It's their good fortune to be hit by my shit."

Ni Chang's chest heaved with anger as she snapped, "Do you want this good fortune or not?!"

Youming extended his middle finger and sneered, "If you dare pull me, I'll blow your brains out!"

The beast was furious. The golden mark on its forehead flickered in and out of light, and it raised its paw to give the two of them two big slits.

But the human female cultivator who was supporting its rear end was even angrier than the creature. She freed one hand and pointed at the thief who had taken over its excrement, angrily condemning him.

"Shut up, don't you have any sense of public decency? How can you two say such cold and heartless things to such a handsome and beautiful beast?"

tombstone:"……"

no.

Those women have really changed; they've even learned about public morality now?

The tombstone stiffly turned over, seemingly unable to accept that Jiang Xianwan had become like this.

Beast nodded in agreement.

After Jiang Xianwan finished his condemnation, he suddenly changed his expression, his voice filled with loving kindness.

"It's okay, you can pull it."

She loves all beautiful things, especially furry ones, and she finds it hard to be rough with a beautiful beast.

Listen to her gentle voice, the tombstone that's pretending to be dead trembles, trembles, and trembles again.