Seeing its gloomy expression, Qin Luo didn't continue to rub salt in its wounds.
"It's good that you found out sooner. When you go back, don't pay any attention to them anymore. Take your family and find a kind and powerful demon to rely on."
Upon hearing this, Little Cattail immediately burst into tears.
"I have no family left. My demon mother fell seriously ill and vanished. I'm the only little cattail left in the entire demon realm. Waaah..."
Hearing him say that, both of them felt a little uncomfortable.
Qin Luo picked it up and placed it in his palm, channeling his wood-type power into its roots.
Then, all the leaves that had been torn off by Wuhua grew back.
Not only is it lush and green, but the leaves are also much wider than before.
Little Cattail, seeing the changes in her body, excitedly hugged Qin Luo's wrist.
"Boss, can I follow you from now on? I just realized that they never intended for me to go back alive. Please have pity on me and take me in as your little brother!"
Qin Luo…
Martial Arts Flower…
The two admired it immensely, knowing it was a master of drama.
But I didn't expect it to be such a drama queen; it was just grieving over the death of its demon mother.
Now it's in such a hurry to recognize its leader, as if in its own world...
No matter what emotion it is, it can come and go as it pleases.
Qin Luo was a little envious; although it looked a bit silly...
But she truly avoided any internal conflict; she first gently parted the leaves of the cattail.
Then he said, "You can acknowledge me as your leader, but you must also inform us of the recent changes in the demon realm."
"no problem!"
Afterwards, Xiao Xiangpu told them everything that happened in the demon realm, down to the smallest detail.
The riot at Moonlit Lake drowned many lesser spirits.
The Demon King's good-for-nothing sons and their romantic affairs with other female demons.
Then a great figure descended upon the demon realm and had a secret conversation with the demon king that lasted all night.
Then, it received the task of watching over the bald, ugly bird.
The two demons were teleported together to the place where they had just met the two people.
Qin Luo and Wu Hua listened for a while, but something still felt off.
After careful consideration, the two agreed that the important person was...
It must be the Heavenly Dao; he went to the Demon Realm.
Since no one sent a message to scold him, it seems that the matter with Ti Yuan must have been resolved.
But thinking about the bald, ugly bird's injury, the two still felt something was off.
"Little cattail, do the powerful demons in your demon realm often abuse the lesser demons?"
"It's not so much abuse as bullying, but there is some. The demon realm is also orderly, and we lesser demons can get some protection. Generally speaking, the greater demons won't go too far."
"What happened to that bald-feathered insect bird? Its demon core was dug out, and its internal organs were all severely damaged. You saw its appearance; it was a gruesome sight."
Little Cattail was only focused on completing the task and hadn't cared about the life or death of the bald, ugly bird at all.
Only after hearing Qin Luo's words did it realize that something was wrong.
"Generally, the demons whose demon cores are extracted are either those who have usurped the throne or those who have joined forces with foreign enemies to attack the demon realm; otherwise, their demon cores will never be extracted."
Qin Luo raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the carriage.
"Could this bird be a big shot? Was it discovered during a usurpation, or during preparations for an attack?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Hua immediately rejected her idea.
"If there is a risk of usurpation or attack on the demon realm, the Heavenly Dao will never go alone; in fact, he would never go at all."
"Then I understand even less. Given the current state of the bald, ugly bird, I can't get anything out of it."
Wu Hua felt a pang of pity when she thought of its pitiful state.
"For now, let's just live like this. When it wants to talk about it in the future, it will naturally bring it up on its own."
Qin Luo also felt that this was the only way, but then she remembered the curse on its body.
I felt a little panicked again.
“Little one, can you break that curse? For some reason, I always feel that the spell is aimed at us.”
Wu Hua always trusted her intuition.
"I just checked. The one who cast this curse is probably not just a powerful demon. I don't have the power to do so yet..."
Qin Luo nodded, just about to comfort it by saying it was alright.
Then I heard Wu Hua's voice again.
"But I can set up a barrier to separate it from people, so that it won't receive the signal to activate the curse. When I find a way in the future, I can remove it."
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo wished she could raise both hands and feet to give it a thumbs up.
"You're amazing, little one. It's like I've done something incredibly lucky to meet you, even though I'm a bald, ugly bird."
Wu Hua waved her little hand with a grin.
"Keep it down, don't speak too loudly so it can hear you. By the way, we can't call it the bald ugly bird anymore. It's already sensitive enough, and if we keep calling it that, I'm afraid it'll become withdrawn."
"Yes, yes, you're right, why don't we give him a name?"
"Agreed!"
Then, the human, the beast, and the demon began to name the bald, ugly bird.
"How about baldness? I think it suits the character perfectly."
As soon as Xiao Xiangpu finished speaking, Wu Hua grabbed it and threw it aside.
"You're kidding me. You really know where to stab someone to hurt them the most. One bald person is already heartbroken enough, and you're going to give them two bald heads."
Little Cattail remained silent after being scolded, quietly relinquishing its right to be named.
"Luo Luo, what do you think of Maomao? It means lush and abundant, it will definitely like it."
Wu Hua thought the name she had chosen was absolutely fantastic.
But Qin Luo shook her head, rejecting it.
“MaoMao sounds too much like MaoMao. I’m afraid that if you call it, it will remember the fur that was plucked from its body.”
"That seems to be the case. So what should we call it?"
Qin Luo thought of all the beautiful words she had learned during her school days.
The final name chosen was Xuhe, with "Xuri" meaning sun.
The character 禾 (hé) represents crops; the two characters together...
When the sun shines on the rice seedlings, they grow wildly.
Qin Luo felt that this name perfectly suited the current bald, ugly bird.
Wu Hua also thought it sounded good, and Xiao Xiangpu had even less to say.
But its leaves got tangled around Qin Luo's calf.
"Boss, I don't have a name either, can you give me one too?"
Qin Luo figured that since taking one or two was the same thing, she might as well just take one.
She glanced at Xiao Xiangpu, then at Wu Hua.
"Let's call you Mao Mao. It's not suitable for a bald, ugly bird like Zai Zai, but it suits you very well."
Little Cattail didn't really want to pick up this name; it was a discarded one.
Leaf pinched its own stalk and questioned
"Why does it suit me? I don't have any hair!"
Qin Luo could tell from its deadpan expression that it was unhappy with the name.
“You can’t just listen to the homonym of a name; you have to understand its meaning. Mao means deep roots and lush foliage, but it doesn’t bring any blessings to plants. It’s better to use a different word!”
Does that mean I'll grow up to be very good-looking?
"Yes, I hope your root system develops well and takes deep root in the soil, so that your leaves will be lush and your future will be increasingly broad and beautiful!"
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