World Three used the tip of his tail to tickle Wen Xuanying's palm...

One person and one cat, of course they are Wen Xuanying and Fu You who are hiding their identities.

Wen Xuanying's illusionary skills were unmatched in the cultivation world, so fooling these relatively inexperienced disciples was a piece of cake. None of them noticed any flaws, their attention instead drawn to the small furry ball, feigning sleep with its eyes closed in the man's arms.

——Nothing, it’s just too cute.

The white cat looked small against the man's broad chest. Its fur was smooth, and its body was soft, white, fluffy and beautiful, except for its earlobes and nose tip which were pink. Its long, beautiful tail was draped loosely on the man's wrist.

So good!

There were also cultivators in the cultivation world who kept spirit pets, and there were even sects dedicated to the study of animal taming. However, they were simply doing so to enhance their strength, and most of the animals they chose were tigers, bears, and wolves. Smaller ones were usually eagles or hawks... They had never seen anyone keep such adorable spirit pets.

After all, it is so small, without sharp claws and teeth, and looks like it can be swallowed by a normal spirit beast in one bite. It doesn't look like it has any aggressive intentions.

But...it's really cute!

Could it be that this cute appearance is his way of confusing his enemies?

The group of disciples were all at an age of intense curiosity. They did not sense any demonic energy or hostility from the man, and inexplicably felt that he was quite familiar. Without thinking too much about it, they went to the table where the man was sitting and started chatting with him.

"Fellow Daoist, is this your spiritual pet?"

"He's so little! What's his name?"

"Can I touch it?"

Wen Xuanying, who was wearing a mask, twitched his lips slightly, and for the first time he began to reflect on the education methods of the Haoyue Sect.

Otherwise, how could one or two people be so easily misled?

After returning, they will be punished to copy the sect rules a hundred times.

But Sect Master Wen was Sect Master Wen after all. His thoughts were swirling, but his expression remained silent. He was about to say something when he looked down to see his disciple's hand reaching up to Fu You's ear. "Why are his ears drooping? Is he sick?"

"...Growing up among rabbits, I probably thought I was a rabbit too, so I had to keep my ears drooped at all times."

An inexplicable displeasure suddenly settled in his heart. Wen Xuanying lowered his eyes. Although he replied politely, he didn't stop his disciple's actions. Knowing Fu You, he knew he disliked being touched by strangers. It wasn't surprising that such abrupt action would draw blood from his claws.

It's good to feel the pain, so that these disciples who have never seen the world can learn a lesson.

However, until the disciple's fingertips touched the tips of the white cat's ears and even gently pinched them twice, the little furry ball in the man's arms only moved the tips of its whiskers and swept its tail impatiently twice.

There was no other action!

Wen Xuanying:?

The disciple sighed: "He is so good!"

He couldn't help but go further and wanted to scratch the cat's chin again. Wen Xuanying came to his senses, flicked his sleeves, and hid the white cat in his arms, isolating it from the lost gazes around him.

He said calmly: "Sorry, he is shy."

The tone sounded like gnashing of teeth.

At this time, Wen Lin, the only normal person present, finally got to the point.

He quietly glanced at Wen Xuanying's clothes and asked with a smile, "Meeting is fate. May I ask what your name is, fellow Taoist?"

"My surname is Yue, I am a casual cultivator, without any sect or school."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xuanying felt Fu You, disguised as a white cat in his sleeve, slap him with its claws, neither lightly nor heavily.

The claws scratched my skin, causing a slight sting, but more of an itch, as if I were being scratched by a real cat.

The skin wasn't broken, but... it was okay for a disciple I had never met to rub my ears casually, so were we going to be so rude to him?

Wen Xuanying's expression remained calm, and his eyelashes were drawn back to hide the ripples in his eyes.

Wen Lin didn't notice and asked again, "The situation in Biluo Tianfu has been quite unstable recently. Fellow Daoist Yue, have you encountered any monsters on your way here?"

Wen Lin and his group were conspicuously dressed as disciples of the Haoyue Sect. The Haoyue Sect held a high status and a strong reputation in the cultivation world, and most cultivators would give them some respect.

Wen Xuanying, true to his character, answered without hiding anything, "I only saw one or two strays, and I dealt with them easily. I was just passing through, so I don't know what rumors there are about this place lately."

"Has your fellow Daoist ever seen any cultivators from the Divine Sky Monastery?"

“No.”

Another round of questions and answers, Wen Lin didn't get the answer he wanted, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. However, he knew that it would be rude to keep pestering the other party with questions, and he couldn't see any flaws in the other party. After bowing and thanking him, he decided to go out with a few junior brothers as planned.

The few people he called away were still worried about the little white cat. They scratched their heads and looked into the man's arms, but couldn't see even a single white hair. They looked away in disappointment and followed Wen Lin away.

Fu You nestled comfortably in Wen Xuanying's arms, his head resting on the man's strong chest. He scanned the hall but didn't see the male protagonist. Impatiently, he scratched Wen Xuanying's palm with the tip of his tail.

He felt Wen Xuanying's arm suddenly stiffen for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm exhausted from the journey, so I won't be staying with you any longer." Wen Xuanying bowed slightly. Although his appearance was ordinary, his demeanor was indescribably elegant. He gathered his sleeves and walked away with his cat, Fuyou.

The aura of monsters nearby was too strong, and Fu You didn't want to alert the enemy and expose his identity, so the range of his spiritual power was very small. It was only after Wen Xuanying went upstairs that he searched for the specific location of the male protagonist.

After a few quick glances, he saw that the other person was intact, full of energy, and much healthier than him, so he leaned against Wen Xuanying and continued to sleep.

The demonic energy here is too strong, and he is really very sleepy.

I slept until midnight.

Fu You moved his ears and sensed that Wen Xuanying was leaning against the bed, perhaps meditating, or communicating with someone in his sea of ​​consciousness. In any case, his soul was not in the room.

He didn't say hello to his cheap senior brother, but stood up from the bed, nimbly climbed over the window lattice, and went to look for the position of the male protagonist that he had estimated earlier.

On a cool spring night, Fu You strolled silently along the arm-thick branches outside the house, like a handful of snow about to melt hidden among the leaves. His steps were light and graceful, leaping from one branch to another, and in a blink of an eye he was outside Wen Zhao's window.

After a quick sweep of his spiritual power, he saw many monsters hiding outside the house, ready to make a move.

After all, in the eyes of these monsters, the male protagonist is like the walking Tang Monk's flesh. It is estimated that he has attracted the attention of countless monsters even before entering the Biluo Tianfu.

Fu You wagged his tail impatiently.

They are all minions, so annoying.

He struggled for a long time before picking out one that was of moderate weight from the pile of small pieces.

The monsters obviously respected it and were just waiting for it to fill its stomach so they could pick up some leftovers. They would remain silent until it took action.

Fu You stopped wagging his tail, and his beautiful snow-white fur froze in mid-air, and the air suddenly became colder.

A spiritual sword as thick as a finger appeared out of thin air, as cold as ice and jade, crystal clear.

The low-level monsters with shallow cultivation were still drooling in anticipation of the delicious meal, but a few of the intelligent ones had already sensed that something was wrong and became restless.

Before they could react, Fu You swung his tail again with a "swoosh", and Xue Yebing followed the sound and went straight through the vital point of the unlucky monster he was targeting, bringing out a string of smelly blood!

“!!”

The surrounding monsters were shocked.

They looked up and saw several spiritual swords condensed behind Fu You. They were immediately terrified, as if they had seen the King of Hell. How could they dare to even think about the "Tai Sui meat"?

If you don’t run away now, you’ll become meat in someone else’s mouth!

The monsters scattered like birds and beasts and disappeared immediately.

Fu You raised his snow-white cat paw and yawned, feeling bored.

However, before he could put down his claws, the window frame behind him suddenly made a sound!

"Master, are you outside?!" Wen Zhao's voice was filled with joy as he leaned out to look out the window.

Fu You almost choked on his own yawn.

What's the male protagonist's zodiac sign? He's so cautious, how can the other party still smell him?

Without time to think, Fu You quickly flew behind the tree.

Oh right...how does a cat meow?

Wen Zhao looked around expectantly for several times, but he couldn't see the figure he was thinking about. He didn't give up and looked up at the tree.

As soon as his eyes caught a glimpse of white, they lit up.

"Meow, meow."

“…Isn’t that Master?”

Fu You, who was hiding behind the treetops, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the fool muttering to himself in frustration and then closing the window.

He didn't dare stay any longer, fearing that the male protagonist would notice his whereabouts, so he took advantage of the night and nimbly returned to his room.

He left in a hurry.

Therefore, Fu You was completely unaware of it.

Even after he left, Wen Zhao remained standing by the bed. The feigned regret on his face vanished, and the young man stared through the window at Fu You's departure with a dark and sticky gaze.

“Master, Master…”

very nice.

He suppressed his restless self and thought with satisfaction in his heart.

Master came to see him, Master is so nice.

Wen Zhao curled his lips and touched his face with his palm.

As expected, it was great to disguise myself as someone Master liked.

…

Fu You climbed through the window and entered the house, but found that there was no light in the room.

Wen Xuanying should have reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. Does he still need to rely on sleep to restore his strength?

Fu You was puzzled, but didn't think much about it - no matter how bad the situation was here, a monster like Wen Xuanying wouldn't appear.

What was there for him to worry about?

He walked towards the bed, still quietly, gracefully and quietly. Just as he was about to jump onto the bed, someone suddenly grabbed the back of his neck by the collar.

The hair on Fu You's back stood up, and he instinctively turned his hand to grab the back of the man's hand!

He had been appearing in cat form all day, and he was somewhat used to it. For a moment, he forgot that ordinary people in the cultivation world had spiritual power to protect their bodies, so how could they be hurt by his claws?

But the person who caught him was really scratched by him.

Fu You felt a warm and wet touch on his fingertips. His heart skipped a beat and he realized something was wrong.

After a long moment, the man chuckled softly and sighed, "Junior Brother Yue is really... How come you've always been so mean to me since we were little?"

He looked up and met Wen Xuanying's long, gray eyes under the moonlight.

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The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all the babies!!! (Late version)

Wen Xuanying (opening his palm to reveal a small circle): This is the strongest killer of Haoyue Sect. Do you dare to look him in the eye for three seconds?