"I don't know your dean."
When Jia Xitong said this, the old man visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He never expected that the little monster's next words would be even more frightening: "The person who was speaking to you just now was Senior Mo Hongyun."
Mo Hongyun?!
The young man next to him froze on the spot upon hearing this, his eyes widening in disbelief.
His first reaction was disbelief! How could a mere magical beast recognize Ancestor Hongyun?
The second reaction was, why is it impossible? It is a super powerful magical beast with the strength of a Martial King, extremely high intelligence, dragon bloodline, and the ability to draw talismans.
These conditions are barely enough to match the esteemed Patriarch Hongyun.
The room fell silent for a moment before the old man spoke, "Your master is Ancestor Hongyun?"
"No, he is my master."
Jia Xitong pointed to her tenth senior brother next to her.
She clearly remembered the rules of the beast battle: using someone else's magical beast in a battle would invalidate the result if discovered. We still need Long Yungen's beast; we certainly can't make that mistake.
"Then what is your relationship with Ancestor Hongyun?"
The old man, a man of considerable experience, wasn't intimidated by the brief conversation. Instead, he pondered whether the person he had spoken to was impersonating Ancestor Hongyun. The young cultivator, understanding the old man's thoughts best, had already quietly left, instructing someone to review the initial registration records to investigate the connection between these individuals and Ancestor Hongyun.
"We have a slight relationship."
The raccoon pointed to the chain around its neck. "Aren't you going to take this off?"
The old man smiled but did not answer.
Jia Xitong understood what he meant: he didn't believe that she had summoned Mo Hongyun; he wouldn't admit it until he saw the coffin.
He can sit still, but the raccoon can sit still even longer.
Before the young man could even verify the information, the people Mo Hongyun had sent to pick him up arrived. Their red and white uniforms clearly identified them as inner disciples, leaving the passersby gathered below the Cloud Peak Tower bewildered.
These people parked their magical beasts and artifacts downstairs. The leading disciple looked up and frowned, "Where is the Lord of Cloud Peak Tower?"
Now that everyone's here, the matter is practically settled.
"Fellow Daoists..."
The old man forced a smile and reached out to take the collar from the raccoon's neck.
"etc."
The raccoon reached out to stop him. "I told you to take it off earlier, but you didn't. Now it won't be so easy to take off the collar. Let Senior Mo's people come and see just how Cloud Tower is going back on its word and damaging the reputation of Yimeng Academy."
"this……"
The old man's confidence and ease had vanished, replaced by a slight sense of helplessness.
"Little... Daoist, this is just a misunderstanding. We don't know about the relationship between you and Ancestor Hongyun."
He looked at his tenth senior brother and apologized, while beckoning someone to bring Long Yungeng up. "This is the prize you all wanted. I will definitely return this rare treasure to you all intact."
Ha, do you still need him to deliver it?
The people who were supposed to pick them up have already arrived; now it's easy for him to invite the gods, but difficult to send them away.
The raccoon looked up at him with a smile, its furry face tilted up. "Uncle, you've made things difficult for us for so long. It's really hard for us to keep quiet if you don't give us some compensation."
The old man's smile froze on his face upon hearing this.
This little monster's intelligence doesn't seem to be used for good.
"well."
He nodded, gesturing for the others to take some high-grade spirit stones, a magic weapon, and several rare and precious herbs. "Fellow Daoists, I apologize for my rudeness earlier. Please accept these gifts and do not hold it against me for what happened earlier."
"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"
Jia Xitong sat down on his table and said with a roguish air, "I think I'll just stay here and wait for Senior Mo to come and collect it in person."
The old man's smile froze on his face.
He really didn't expect the raccoon to be so presumptuous, but the inner disciples of Yimeng Academy downstairs had all arrived, and for the sake of Yundian Tower, he could only try to get rid of the raccoon as soon as possible.
"Then what do you want?"
"I've heard that Cloud Tower is incredibly powerful. They even built a treasure vault to host the Beast Battle, filled with all sorts of treasures as prizes for the winners of each competition."
Jia Xitong looked at him and said, "Since you're so kind and generous, could you give us your opinion and maybe give me one or two items as a gift?"
The old man was stunned. This was outrageous! He had never seen such a shameless bear!
"Why would you be reluctant to part with it?"
Seeing his stunned expression, Jia Xitong lay down on the table and said, "You didn't hold back when you threatened us. You should at least make some sacrifices to apologize."
The old man never imagined that after so many years of controlling beasts, he would one day be outmaneuvered by a little monster.
In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, they were in the treasure vault of the Cloud Tower.
This small treasure trove contains a wealth of amazing things.
Jia Xitong was overwhelmed by what she saw, and at that moment, the Cloud Tower owner's most favored young confidant was with them, and of course, the main person he was with was Little Raccoon.
"Gentlemen, the boss instructed that you may choose your favorite item from these items to take home as an apology from Cloud Tower."
Upon hearing this, all five people and the bear thought of one thing—choose the most expensive one!
"No problem, no problem."
Jia Xitong ran ahead alone, passing by various magical artifacts and rare treasures.
Suddenly she saw a mirror.
The mirror was a full two meters tall, forged from black material and engraved with patterns she didn't recognize. It was both vintage and luxurious, possessing a mysterious allure that made one unable to resist lingering in front of it.
Jia Xitong was so engrossed in watching that suddenly ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror.
Her own image gradually disappeared, replaced by a room and a large bed that she was very familiar with, on which lay a handsome young man—her host!
oh!
Having been away from Xianlong Peak for so long, she has begun to miss her host family.
Jia Xitong looked down and saw the name of the mirror.
The Mirror of the Heart.
Spiritual metal artifacts.
A cultivator standing before it will be unconsciously drawn to it. If one stares at it for more than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the Heart-Seeking Mirror will reflect the person one most desires to see, and their current location.
Therefore, the person she most wanted to see was Shang Yanting.
"My host is still as handsome as ever."
Even when injured, he's still handsome.
Jia Xitong stood in front of the mirror, completely bewildered by Shang Yanting's appearance. She cupped her face in her hands and asked earnestly, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the most handsome person in the Aotian Continent?"
...
At the same time, in the dimly lit and luxurious bedchamber, Shang Yanting in the original story looked at the Heart-Seeking Mirror presented as a treasure by his subordinates.
He looked at the bear inside, his brows furrowing more and more.
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