Huo Chengyu stared wide-eyed in surprise.
If he tells his master that the sect leader lied, will he be punished even more severely?
After hesitating for a moment, Huo Chengyu finally came up with another excuse.
Just as he was about to explain himself, Mu Linyuan slapped him unconscious.
He fell back to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Without glancing at his disciples, Immortal Venerable Yuan simply lowered his head, stroked the little Feifei in his arms, and steadily ascended the mountain.
Soon, they arrived at the Cloud Brocade Palace on Mount Qinyue, which was predominantly white.
He pushed open the palace door, found a large wooden brocade box and placed it on the carved desk, then took a small quilt and carefully spread it out.
Only then did he put the fluffy thing in his arms inside.
He rested his chin on his hand, stared at it for a while, and asked, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Si Jin wanted to reply with "Of course".
But what came out of her mouth was a feline: "Meow~~"
"..." It seems there is a language barrier.
Mu Linyuan didn't get an answer, so he smiled and patted his head: "It feels so familiar, spirit beasts... what do they usually eat?"
He pondered to himself for a while, then went out again.
Perhaps it was because I remembered that "meow" from earlier, I decided to go down the mountain to the sect's kitchen.
Using his superior cultivation, he took all the fish products.
Before long, the disciples in the kitchen who were preparing to cook saw that the fish basket was empty.
I was stunned.
He remembered that he had just bought the fish from the foot of the mountain this morning, so how come they're gone?
… …
Back at the Cloud Brocade Palace, Mu Linyuan placed the small fish in the kitchen, cooked a few fresh ones, and then took a delicate little jade bowl and placed it in front of Si Jin.
He lowered his head and stroked his fur: "Eat."
Si Jin bared her teeth, staring intently at Mu Linyuan's fingers, wanting to bite them and suck some blood.
He needs to turn back into a human to proceed with the rest of the story.
So, her glassy eyes remained fixed on Mu Linyuan's fingers.
Just as he saw the opportunity to bite, Mu Linyuan took his hand away.
"Meow!!!"
Si Jin missed her target and fell out of the small wooden box, immediately bristling with anger.
Mu Linyuan was startled. He quickly grabbed the little white beast, put it back in the box, and asked with a frown, "Don't you like it?"
"Then you stay here by yourself for a while, I'll be right back."
As she spoke, she put Si Jin back into the wooden tub, covered him with a small blanket, and created a barrier to prevent him from wandering around.
Si Jin: ...
He threw off the blanket and looked at Mu Linyuan wearily: "Just give me a sip of blood, I'm not some furry creature!"
The sound came out as: "Meow~ Meow~ Meow~"
Mu Linyuan turned his gaze, smiled faintly, and meowed twice in his tone before turning to leave.
Si Jin lay in his makeshift cat bed, inwardly complaining: Let's not communicate anymore. Those two "meows" of yours had eleven grammatical and pronunciation errors.
If you can't drink blood, you can't turn back into a human.
Si Jin simply stood up and walked around, while continuing to discuss the Demonic Sect with Xiao Yao.
In the short time just now, Xiao Yao detected more information.
"My lord, we've found out why the original owner was being hunted down by the demonic cult."
[The original owner's father is dead, and the cult leader is now his older brother, Tang Siling.]
Tang Siling has recently been unable to break through to the Mahayana stage in his cultivation, and has already suffered a cultivation deviation.
[Having heard from someone that the spiritual roots of twins are beneficial for breaking through cultivation levels, she imprisoned the original owner's mother, forced her to reveal that the original owner was not dead, and then began to send people to relentlessly hunt down the original owner.]
Among the new batch of disciples who came to become disciples of the Demon-Slaying Sect was a spy he had sent...
Splash—
As I was explaining, I suddenly heard a crisp sound.
The little tiger instantly bristled, clutching its big head with both hands: "Ahhh! Master, has someone come looking for us?"
No. Si Jin said: I broke a teacup.
Xiaoyao: [( DRIN)]
【Why? 】
Why else? Si Jin replied matter-of-factly: If you want to break it, you naturally slam it off the table.
Xiaoyao:【(=Д=)】
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