A cool voice rang out, and Mo Yunjing smiled as he looked at Lu Qingyan: "Feeling better now?"
Lu Qingyan rubbed her fluffy head against his hand and happily meowed, "Meow—" Thank you. This person not only took her in but also healed her wounds. He really is a good person, Lu Qingyan thought happily.
But his next words almost made him jump up in anger: "You little rascal, although you're a bit ugly, your spiritual energy is not bad. As long as you cultivate diligently in the future, you probably won't be too far behind."
Lu Qingyan stared at him with her round cat eyes, clearly unhappy that he was ugly.
However, Mo Yunjing misinterpreted her meaning: "Do you want me to cultivate with you? Don't worry, I will agree. Since I've taken you in, I will definitely take good care of you. My name is Mo Yunjing."
When Lu Qingyan heard the name "Mo Yun Jing," she was slightly taken aback.
She didn't know who this person was, but he existed in the original owner's memories. Mo Yunjing, the king of the wolf clan among the demon race, was the most promising candidate to ascend to immortality, and was also the common king of all demon races.
To my utter surprise, the one who saved me, the cat, was actually a wolf.
Wolves...don't eat cats?
Having figured this out, Lu Qingyan became much bolder, but what she was most interested in now was the original body of Mo Yunjing.
Legends like him always generate all sorts of rumors, which are then embellished in countless ways and reach the ears of different people.
The original owner had heard countless rumors about the Mo Yun Realm, including descriptions of his original self.
Some say he was originally a black wolf with shiny fur, while others say he was a wolf with snow-white fur.
Someone countered, "That guy Mo Yunjing didn't grow up on a snow mountain, so how could he be all white? Someone must have seen it wrong."
But the matter ultimately came to nothing, because no one dared to approach him and say, "Show us your true form."
After all, not everyone has the guts to provoke the King of All Demons.
Lu Qingyan imagined what others would describe as his original form, and looked at the demon in front of her with longing.
Mo Yunjing patted her head, ignoring the light in her eyes, and said affirmatively, "It seems you like me quite a bit too. What's your name?"
Although most demons that have just begun their cultivation are nameless, Mo Yunjing could tell that this cat was definitely not ordinary.
"Meow--" Bai Qianqian, my name is Bai Qianqian.
"Bai Qianqian? Who is Bai Duo to you?" Mo Yunjing pressed.
The strength of the cat clan should not be underestimated, and Bai Duo, the king of the cat clan, was naturally aware of this.
Lu Qingyan also knew that the two groups had never had any conflict of interest; on the contrary, they were subtly on good terms. Therefore, she had nothing to hide from Mo Yunjing.
"Meow—" He is my dad.
Mo Yunjing tightened his grip; he had no intention of returning the cat. Even if the cat was of noble birth, once it was in his hands, it was his, and no one could take it away.
"So, do you want me to send you back, or do you want to stay here with me for now?" Mo Yunjing asked. Although it was a seemingly ordinary question, Lu Qingyan sensed a hint of danger and quickly replied, "I'll stay here with you for now."
Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes in satisfaction upon hearing this.
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