Shen Sanruo thought that Youyou would do the same as before, snuggling up with her and catching up.

Unexpectedly, the little white cat seemed to sense something and kept sniffing at her.

"What... what's wrong?" Shen Sangruo looked at Youyou, who was sniffing her frantically, with a sense of helplessness.

Youyou is Ye Huai's sword spirit, so he naturally knows what Youyou is thinking.

He said in a serious tone, "It says that you smell of perfume from other monsters."

"The scent of other demonic beasts' perfume?" Shen Sanruo frowned, puzzled, but after a moment she finally remembered.

But before she could speak, a beam of light flew out from between her eyebrows and landed, transforming into a chubby black and white ball with a magic cloak tied to its back by Chen Sangruo.

It stood with its hands on its hips, fuming, and first gave Chen Sangruo a resentful look, as if to say that it had only been a few days since it came out, and this unfaithful woman had already forgotten about it completely.

Then she stared at Youyou, who was lying on her lap.

Zhu Miao: Who are you? That spot belongs to this chubby group!

Youyou remained seated, giving Zhu Miao only a haughty look.

The two beasts clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

Just as the two little ones were still locked in a fierce eye-opening battle, the others cast curious glances their way.

"What is this black and white creature?" Song Weiyan tilted her head and asked, then stretched out a finger to poke Zhu Miao's round body.

However, before his fingertips even touched Zhu Miao, the cloak on Zhu Miao's body began to move.

The tightly draped cloak suddenly opened wide, transforming into a large net that completely wrapped Song Weiyan up.

A corner of the cloak swayed and came to him.

"Smack."

A crisp slap was accompanied by a strange remark, "Old man, magic cloak, huh."

Song Weiyan was completely stunned. He... had been slapped hard across the face by a cloak?

"What old-fashioned thing? What magic cloak? What is this? Let me go right now!" He struggled, but even with all his strength, he couldn't break free from the strange cloak.

The people around him had already burst into laughter because of the slap he received.

Bai Ruoan added mercilessly, "Second Senior Brother, the way you wriggle is just like a... maggot."

The world after his eyes recovered was so wonderful, it truly broadened his horizons.

"Get lost! You're the one who's like a maggot!" Song Weiyan said angrily, then turned to Chen Sangruo for help, pouting, "Junior Sister~"

Shen Sanruo was already caught off guard by this series of events, and when she heard Song Weiyan's voice, she got goosebumps all over.

She didn't know that the cloak the old wizard had given her was also acting like it had eaten poisonous mushrooms, and she had no idea how to get rid of it.

So he could only quickly pick up the sulking Zhu Miao and say, "I'll give you bamboo to eat later, okay? Do you know how to let him go?"

The old wizard gave her not only a storage bag full of treasures, but also all kinds of bamboo, which were Zhu Miao's food. He really went to great lengths to help her.

The little dumpling turned its head to the side, but ultimately succumbed to the temptation of the food.

With a flick of its paw, the cloak loosened its grip on Song Weiyan and returned to its body.

Shen Sanruo gave Zhu Miao's head a rewarding rub, and the latter squinted her eyes comfortably.

Finally, the little guy was calmed down.

However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt a cold gaze fixed on her again.

Looking up, I saw it was none other than the nine-lived spirit cat, Youyou.

Its round eyes had narrowed to slits, staring at her abruptly.

Then it turned its head to the side, pointing its nine fluffy tails at her, as if to say, "You decide what to do."

Shen Sangruo: ...

Having too many cute animals can also be a problem.

Is this... a cute animal love triangle?

Faced with two jealous little ones, Shen Sanruo was quite helpless and had a real headache.

I had to use both hands to massage one on each side, but fortunately, the fur felt so nice, so it was still a kind of enjoyment.

"Is this a bamboo bear?" Su Xiyu asked.

Everyone crowded around her. After Song Weiyan's "test of the law" earlier, no one dared to lay a hand on the little one anymore.

"Yes, its name is Zhu Miao. I encountered it while searching for the core of the Myriad Transformation Wood, and then it became attached to me. Later, the old wizard asked me to take care of it for a while, so I brought it back."

Chen Sangruo summarized Zhu Miao's story in just a few simple sentences.

"They're actually quite cute." Song Weiyan didn't seem to mind being tied up in that cloak earlier.

The little dumpling proudly raised its head.

"They all seem to really like Junior Sister," Su Xiyu said again.

"Isn't that obvious? I think they're about to start fighting," Song Weiyan retorted.

Then his eyes gleamed with pride. No wonder she was their junior sister; even the demon beasts were completely captivated by her.

While they were talking, the bear and the cat continued to vie for attention.

Shen Sangruo was at a loss for words, and could only try her best to be impartial.

In the end, Ye Huai couldn't bear to see his sword spirit in such a state, so he forcibly carried Youyou back, thus ending this farce.

Shen Sanruo thought that she would be modifying the feather fan later, and Zhu Miao definitely couldn't take it with her.

They then took off its magic cloak and put it away, and distributed various kinds of bamboo to several senior brothers and sisters, asking them to help look after Zhu Miao.

The little one knew she had important things to do, so she reluctantly agreed to the suggestion.

And it was also very generous, allowing Su Xiyu and the others to rub it.

They naturally liked such cute and cuddly monsters.

The next day, Shen Sangruo plunged into the weapon-refining room and began modifying the feather fan, while Zhu Miao followed Su Xiyu and the others to the disciple training ground.

Inside the weapon-refining room, the Taoist Master Wuwei stood beside her, explaining the simple principles of weapon refining to her.

Before her were a feather fan, the core of the Myriad Transformations Wood, and several other auxiliary materials.

It was originally related to fire-based spiritual power, and she had an excellent understanding of it.

With the meticulous guidance of the Taoist Master Wuwei, her process of modifying the feather fan went relatively smoothly.

After about a month, Shen Sanruo withdrew the flames from her palm, and the core of the Myriad Transformation Wood had completely fused with the Feather Fan.

She walked out of the weapon-refining room and went straight to the disciple training ground, where Ye Huai and the others, as well as Daoist Wuwei, were all present.

Zhu Miao skipped and hopped over, hanging around her neck just like before.

"Junior Sister, have you finished modifying your magic weapon?" Su Xiyu looked curiously at the feather fan in her hand, but couldn't see any difference.

“Yes.” Shen Sanruo nodded in response.

The Taoist Master Wuwei stroked his beard. After teaching Shen Sangri to understand the basics, he left the weapon-refining room.

He had no idea how she had modified the feather fan.

But there will never be any mistakes.

He said cheerfully, "Sang girl, let us see your modified natal magic weapon."