Chapter 20 Division of the Loot

"Twelve, I'm back."

The sound came from the courtyard. Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, the demon who was sitting cross-legged on the couch to cultivate opened his eyes, quickly jumped off the couch, and pulled open the wooden door before the newcomer could enter.

Feng Shier looked at the newcomer with bright eyes.

"Brother! You're back!"

Su Yu paused in her motion to push the door open.

Feng Shier was caught off guard when Su Yu suddenly hugged him and ruffled his hair.

So cute! Baby cubs are definitely the cutest!

Although I don't know why the younger ones prefer to call me "brother" instead of "boss" in private, he can do it!

I used to think this kid was just smart and good at living, but after being cleaned up and fattened up, he's grown up to be good-looking, though his appearance is a bit too delicate and refined.

It's alright. Just feed him more and give him more exercise these next few years, and he believes that Little Twelve will definitely grow into a strong man.

Although the younger sister is definitely the most important cub, little twelfth is also good.

The system emitted a sharp, explosive sound in his mind.

Su Yu replied with complete confidence:

[By the way, I even ended up in the Demon Realm while trying to progress through the story. Shouldn't I get my custom-made cultivation techniques by now?]

The system had no reply and simply stuffed a bunch of jade talisman books into the system warehouse so that Su Yu could look them up at any time.

"Hey, those few glowing golden ones are tailor-made for you. They don't have names, you can call them whatever you like." It said in a slightly weary tone, "There are also bonus cultivation techniques, recipes, and knowledge manuals. If you want to cultivate talismans or refine pills, you can learn all of that."

The system sighed: [A notice came down from above: while you're no longer involved in the main storyline, I need to attend a lecture by a senior colleague for further study and training, and I also have to take an exam.]

Xiao Qi is so generous! Su Yu hugged Feng Shier, checking the calligraphy homework he had assigned to Shierdian, and mentally said to the system: [Good luck, Xiao Qi! When will you be back?]

The system seemed to sob: [You might be able to come back occasionally when you have time, but you won't be able to skip your studies until you officially appear before Xiao Ayao in the story.]

Su Yu said sympathetically, "Your system has pretty strict requirements."

The system couldn't help but burst into tears: [Host, wait for me to come back! Please don't kidnap any more cubs and ruin the character's persona or go astray in the storyline!]

Su Yu ruffled Xiao Shier's hair somewhat sheepishly: [No, definitely not.]

The system left, still worried, but Little Twelve remained nestled obediently in Su Yu's arms, letting him ruffle her hair.

Su Yu waited for a while but didn't hear any response from the system. She then smiled and gave Xiao Twelve a quick kiss on the cheek: "Good boy, your handwriting is pretty good. You're improving quickly. You just need to work on your wrist strength."

"Oh right, when you reach the seventh level of Qi Refining, I'll teach you a new cultivation technique!"

Among the cultivation techniques given to him by the small system, there seemed to be some that were suitable for those with weak meridians and were of a decent grade.

Feng Shier leaned against Su Yu with his back to him, his dark eyes suddenly brightening, like a wolf cub that had been starving for a long time and finally smelled blood.

This technique...

He will definitely get it.

While a heartwarming family time is taking place here, outside the Hua residence, Yu Ronglan has been frantically pacing in circles for almost a week.

Damn it, why aren't those two bastards out yet? Are they trying to pocket the money?!

Yu Ronglan suddenly stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath, and thought: Never mind, I'll just sneak in.

He seemed to have seen a dog hole earlier.

Anyway, he's very poor, so as long as he gets what's due to him, it's worth getting beaten up.

Su Yu paused, looked up and around, but found nothing.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Feng Shier's hand holding the calligraphy brush was still being held by Su Yu. He had been practicing new characters with Su Yu, and he naturally noticed as soon as Su Yu stopped.

"Pfft pfft!"

The strange sound grew louder and more urgent.

On the left side of the courtyard wall, a demon suddenly appeared, clinging to the top of the wall.

It was Yu Ronglan.

Su Yu's eyes widened slightly for a moment.

Feng Shier looked down at Su Yu's hand, which had already loosened its grip, and began to draw a crooked, weak, and feeble vertical stroke.

Su Yu was brought back to her senses by the movement under her hand, and quickly helped Twelve of them write the character correctly.

Seeing that Su Yu had noticed him, Yu Ronglan stopped struggling to hold on and simply flipped down from the courtyard wall.

It seems that fate is still somewhat on his side; he found Ajiu in the first courtyard he searched after entering the Hua residence.

Su Yu murmured, "How did you get in?"

Is the patrol at Hua Mansion really that bad?

Yu Ronglan dusted herself off and said seemingly nonchalantly, "Talent."

After saying that, he glanced at Feng Twelve, then reached out to Su Yu and said, "Where's my share?"

Su Yu's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't press the matter further. She replied briskly, "Wait here. Now that you're here, let's go find Hua Xianfen together."

"Twelve, you practice your calligraphy first. I'll be back soon."

The hand that had been guiding his writing was removed, and Feng Shier lowered his eyes to look at the table, obediently humming in agreement.

While the Yu Family Chamber of Commerce was looting, Su Yu and Hua Xian split up to pack treasures into their own storage containers. Now that they were going to separate, it would be more convenient to put them together for the time being.

Inside Hua Xian's room, the three demons formed a circle, with the "stolen goods" in the center.

Yu Ronglan spoke first: "I only want this high-grade yellow-rank dagger and a defensive magic weapon, and some more pills and talismans. I don't want these demonic plants."

His demands weren't excessive; he was fairly confident he could keep the high-grade Yellow Rank dagger, which was also more suitable for his use. Better low-grade Profound Rank weapons were mostly swords and sabers, not as easy to conceal as daggers, pills, or talismans.

Su Yu and Hua Xian both agreed without objection. As for the two of them, Hua Xian asked for more magical plants because of family tradition, and Su Yu also received more magical artifacts.

Yu Ronglan took out her bag, tucked the dagger into her boot, and then took out a cloth bag from her body to fill with pills and talismans. Then she stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Thank you. See you again sometime."

The two demons watched him leave, but Hua Xian suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to ask Su Yu, "Wait, did you bring him in before?"

“No, he got in based on his talent,” Su Yu replied calmly, standing up and patting his pants. “Alright, I’m leaving too. I have to go to the kitchen tomorrow.”

Upon hearing the words "kitchen," Hua Xian immediately wilted and quietly escorted Su Yu to the door.

When they got back, it was already late. According to Su Yu's scientific approach to health, Feng Shier should have been in bed by now.

She tiptoed into the room and found Feng Twelve already lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Su Yu placed a defensive magic artifact, crafted into the shape of a hairband, beside Xiao Twelve's pillow, and frowned slightly in dissatisfaction.

This headband is black with red stripes, which doesn't seem very suitable for children.

Let's make do with this for now. He can learn weapon crafting and make a more vibrant one for Little Twelve.

Using the cleaning techniques she had learned, Su Yu refreshed herself, kicked off her boots, climbed into bed, and slipped into the still somewhat cold blankets.

A moment later, steady breathing could be heard.

A pair of dark eyes opened, and the owner of the eyes pulled up the arm of the person next to him and nestled into their arms.

A flicker of joy and relief crossed his eyes before he quickly closed them again.