Chapter 5: Bunny, Follow Me

In addition to the Supreme Sword Dao that is well-known throughout the world of immortal cultivation, Qingyun Sect has also made remarkable achievements in the five branches of immortal arts: spells, talismans, elixirs, tools, and formations.

Including the Sword Sect, the Qingyun Sect has a total of six independent branch sects, each occupying a mountain peak. After the outer disciples' cultivation meets the requirements, they can choose to join a branch sect, practice different immortal methods, and add bricks and tiles to their own path of cultivation.

The carrier bird is a top-level creation developed through the joint efforts of the weapon sect and the magic sect, combining the art of refining weapons with sophisticated magic.

It is made of wood and stone, but has the ability to fly and hide like a real carrier pigeon, and can deliver messages for its master thousands of miles away.

Only immortal magic can create such a miracle, bringing dead things to life.

However, after returning to the residence of the menial disciple, Nan Wang soon lost the carrier bird that the fifth junior sister had given him.

Using the word "loss" to describe it seems a bit of an over-embellishment.

To put it bluntly, Nanwang's carrier bird was snatched away before it could even warm up.

Every inner sect disciple has one of these little carrier birds, and even among outer sect disciples, it is not a rare thing. However, to the lowest-level menial disciples of Qingyun Sect, they are as precious and out of reach as the clouds in the sky.

To these menial disciples, everything in the world of immortal cultivation has always been a magnificent picture that has never been unfolded.

Even if I only get a glimpse of it, I will feel honored and happy.

Nanwang deliberately avoided being seen by others and did not announce the incident of the messenger bird.

However, in a boring and mediocre place, good or bad news can spread thousands of miles away in a matter of minutes.

The news of Nan Wang's "great feat" of helping his elder senior brother and being shown favor by his younger junior sister spread that day.

The next day, the carrier bird was snatched away by the janitor, who didn't even give him a reason. After stealing the things, he was told to pack up and get out.

It was a real screw-up. Two days later, at the end of the month, the errand manager asked Nanwang to go down the mountain with the other disciples who were dismissed.

Nanwang had been here for so many years and had seen everything he should have seen, but this was the first time he saw the repatriation time of menial disciples being scheduled at the end of the month.

No one would believe it if you said it was not targeted.

It's just a carrier bird. I'm afraid Fifth Junior Sister's childish heart has been forgotten to the sky long ago.

Even if he could get close to Fifth Junior Sister, what would that do?

The fifth junior sister is extremely talented. She possesses a single wood spiritual root and a mind of seven secrets. No matter what technique she practices, she will not be trapped by inner demons. She is destined to have a smooth life. Her cultivation level improves by leaps and bounds, and it is only a matter of time before she attains enlightenment and ascends to heaven.

As for him, he had three kinds of mixed spiritual roots, and he had very cleverly avoided the fire spiritual root needed for refining instruments.

Could it be possible that a waste like him would be accepted into the Weapon Sect by the elders of the Weapon Sect just because of Fifth Junior Sister's whim?

With his level of cultivation and talent, what can he do in Qi Sect? Will he just go somewhere else and continue sweeping the land?

Compared with the obvious difficulties, the slight suspicion in the eyes of the errand boy was what made Nan Wang most uncomfortable.

What are you afraid of?

There is nothing to be afraid of about him. Even he himself is afraid of wasting things!

Is it necessary to adjust the time of dismissing the disciples just to let him leave two days earlier?

What good would it do to keep this piece of trash for a few more days?

In a few more days, he would be able to... buy some tofu, which was not available in the sect, and make a bowl of sweet and tender tofu pudding to make amends for his sins when he went to the mortal world next time.

During the last two days, the errand manager mercifully exempted Nanwang from the work and gave him two days of free time to pack his bags.

When Nan Wang was packing his luggage, he was still feeling a little angry.

After working for ten years, he had very little luggage.

Two sets of clothes, a pot, a few small bowls, a pair of wooden chopsticks, some seasonings, a kitchen knife, a small bottle of fasting pills, three or four low-grade spirit stones awarded during festivals, and a few taels of silver that the original body brought from the mortal world...

Nan Wang spent half a day packing his bags, then took his digging tools and walked into the misty wasteland at the foot of the mountain.

Qingyun Sect is often shrouded in an indistinct white fog, which accumulates particularly heavily at the foot of the mountain. Even in broad daylight, the roads in the fields are difficult to walk on. Disciples generally seldom go near the wasteland, but Nanwang is different. He always picks up farming tools on his days off and is swallowed up by the white fog alone.

Even though the visibility was poor, Nanwang would not go wrong on the road leading to the fields.

After all, he had walked this road thousands of times day after day.

"Bunny! I'm leaving soon, please come out and see me one last time!"

"Tutu, please forgive me. I won't add salt to your tofu pudding next time. Can I drink sweet tofu pudding with you from today?"

When they arrived at the place, Nan Wang called out a few times in the wasteland, but received no response.

He did not lose heart, and took out a carrot cake wrapped in a leaf from his arms, and continued to shout: "Bunny, I brought you your favorite carrot cake, do you want to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, then I will eat it!"

Bunny, come out quickly...

Nanwang waited nervously.

During these ten years, Nan Wang's curiosity about cultivating immortals had long been lost. Facing his colleagues in the Qingyun Sect who always criticized and bullied him, Nan Wang actually did not have much attachment to them.

The only thing he couldn't let go of was a cute snow-white rabbit.

There are many rabbit-shaped fairy beasts in Qingyun Sect. Walking all the way from the foot of the mountain, you can see a rabbit squatting on the side of the road and eating grass every few steps.

Among the many rabbits, there was only one who had been sticking to Nanwang since his first day at the sect, and had stayed with him for a full ten years.

Funny enough, the only friend he made in these ten years was a rabbit.

After Nan Wang counted to three in his mind, the white mist in front of him suddenly solidified, and kept deforming like mud played by children. After a moment, a snow-white little rabbit fell from the mist and bounced on the ground several times with great elasticity.

The chubby bunny fell all over the place, and couldn't stand up after a long time of dizziness. Its ears covered with soft fur drooped behind its head, and a hint of grievance was revealed in its beautiful big eyes.

The next second, Nan Wang hugged the soft rabbit into his arms and rubbed it against his face again and again.

"!"

The rabbit raised its sharp claws to show its intimidation, but Nanwang was not afraid at all. He foolishly put his most vulnerable eyes on the claws.

In order to avoid really hurting Nanwang, Rabbit had to retract its sharp claws in disappointment, and used the dense fur under its claws to press against Nanwang's face, trying hard to push Nanwang away.

"Bunny, I'm going to be chased away! Wuuuuu, I can't bear to leave you!"

Nanwang cried with real emotion.

Bunny tilted his head in confusion and made a cute "chirp".

"Ji?" Who wants to chase you away?

"Bunny, come with me down the mountain!" Nan Wang raised three fingers and swore to the sky: "Bunny, come with me. From now on, you eat the meat and I drink the soup. You decide whether the tofu pudding should be sweet or salty. If I eat one bite, you will have two bites!"

Bunny: "...Ji."

Damn, I actually feel a little moved.

Ahem, that's not right. How can that be possible? I am the sect's immortal beast, how can I leave Qingyun Sect without permission!

"Qingyun Sect has so many immortal beasts, no one would notice if you were missing!"

I don’t know when it started, but Nanwang suddenly understood the meaning of the rabbit’s “chi chi chi”.

There is only this one, and the other rabbits are still not very familiar with Nanwang.

Nanwang is not greedy, and he doesn't need other rabbits. This one is enough.

"Bunny, please, just come with me. I will treat you well in the future!"

Nanwang kissed and nibbled on the rabbit, making the rabbit beg for mercy:

"Jiji!" Stop kissing me!

"Chirp!" I, I promise you!

"Jijiji!" When do we set off?

Nanwang was overjoyed and said, "We will leave tomorrow. Do you want to come with me today, or should I pick you up tomorrow morning?"

Bunny thought about it and hummed modestly.

"Ji." Let's do it tomorrow.

"Well, let's not sleep tonight. Let's go to the top of the mountain and sit all night, admiring the moon and playing with the cranes. By the way, the two chicks I bought from the market last time are almost grown up. Leaving them here would be a waste of money for others. We might as well just kill them and eat them."

When the rabbit heard the word food, its ears stood up and it made a few gurgling sounds from its throat.

"I'll do whatever you say. I'll eat it any way you want. Steamed, braised, or grilled..."

Nan Wang put the rabbit on his shoulder, walked to the place where he raised chickens, and caught two clucking hens.

Before, Nanwang had been eating the eggs laid by these two hens and had never thought of killing the hens. But now, the time has finally come when he has to take action.

The fresh chicks bought from the market in the mortal world were raised in a sect of immortals, so they had some immortal aura. They were fatter and stronger than ordinary chickens, and looked very delicious at first glance.

Everyone says that hen stew is delicious. Tutu said he wanted to eat roast chicken. How about roasting one and stewing the other?

Nan Wang wiped his saliva and made proper arrangements for the two chickens in his mind.

I had just taken two steps outside when I suddenly heard an unfriendly voice coming from behind me.

"Look, who is this!"

A fat grey-robed disciple was walking towards them from a distance, followed by several lackeys also wearing grey robes.

Nan Wang's face darkened and he immediately reached out to touch his shoulder.

There is nothing on my shoulders.

The smart rabbit had already turned into a ball of white mist and disappeared.

The white mist rubbed against Nan Wang's cheek as if it had life, leaving a trace of moisture on his face, as if saying to him, don't worry, I'm here.

Nan Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't worry about his own safety at all. They were all disciples of the sect and wouldn't get to the point of killing each other.

As long as the rabbit is not caught, he has nothing to be afraid of.

He knew the visitor very well: Zhu Wolong, the nephew of the errand boy.

Zhu Wolong is not a man of good talent. To say that he is as talented as Nanwang is to say that he has taken advantage of Nanwang. He entered the sect five years earlier than Nanwang and has been practicing till now, but like Nanwang, he is only at the third level of body refining.

Logically speaking, Zhu Wolong would not be ranked among the miscellaneous disciples, but the trouble was that he was a relative of the miscellaneous steward, and he had been abusing his position to bully others for years, ordering people around and acting tyrannically among the miscellaneous disciples.

Not long after Nan Wang came to Qingyun Sect, he offended Zhu Wolong because he didn't know his background. After that, Zhu Wolong was always keen on making trouble for Nan Wang in various ways.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Everyone was an acquaintance, and Nan Wang was too lazy to pretend to call him "Senior Brother".

His gaze lingered on a few people for a moment, and after roughly estimating the fighting power of both sides, he calmed down.

He would be going down the mountain tomorrow anyway, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.

But, he will be going down the mountain tomorrow anyway, so what can he do even if he causes trouble?

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? We learned that you were leaving, so of course we came to see you off!"

Zhu Wolong's eyes turned and stopped on the two hens in Nanwang's arms.

"Junior brother, this spirit beast is quite good, but I will soon go down the mountain and live the life of a mortal. I won't be able to use the spirit beast in the future. Why don't you give it to me as a gift?"

"Dream on." Nan Wang sneered, threw the two chickens to the ground, picked up the farm tools in his hands, took a fighting stance, and challenged: "Even if I stew this spirit beast, I won't give it to you."

"Brother, you are trying to persuade me with good intentions, but I am just speaking nonsense! Well, I will enforce the sect rules and teach you a lesson today."

Zhu Wolong shouted loudly, drew out the sword from his waist, and pointed at Nanwang——

Chop off the chicken next to you.

The two chickens had their necks cut and died silently.

The lackeys were shocked and said, "This spirit beast is so vulnerable!"

Zhu Wolong was also surprised, and then he sneered: "It seems that Junior Brother's spirit beast only looks intimidating, but inside it is just like Junior Brother, full of rottenness!"

Nanwang: “…”

Apart from him, no other disciple in the entire Qingyun Sect would buy these earthly animals.

However, even so, Nan Wang did not expect that there actually was someone who did not know chicken.

Looking at the lackeys around Zhu Wolong who echoed him, Nan Wang silently supplemented the content of his complaints in his heart -

There are actually so many people who don’t know what chicken is.