"Those insects have low intelligence and are the most difficult creatures in the world to cultivate intelligence. They act entirely on instinct. Even the most unambitious cultivators would rather raise a useless spirit pet than become insect cultivators."
Because if one encounters a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than oneself, the insects one raises may betray and turn against one, causing one to suffer the consequences. Only someone who is tired of living would choose to become an insect cultivator.
Furthermore, the fact that the Ninth Prince encountered the insect cultivator and ventured alone into the Southern Fence, yet survived, is not only because the insect cultivator was probably incompetent, but also because the Ninth Prince was incredibly lucky.
Such a thing would never happen in the cultivation world. Master, are you perhaps telling a story from the mortal world?
"Didn't Master tell you before that Yao'er should hear less about stories from the mortal world, saying that the mortal world is different from the cultivator world, and that you shouldn't let Yao'er be influenced by the ways and styles of ordinary mortals, saying it wouldn't be good for her? Why are you telling Yao'er these things yourself now?"
The little girl was quite clever, and when she spoke, it was like a machine gun, a rapid-fire "rat-a-tat-tat-tat" that left Shang Xiye completely bewildered.
“There’s just one last thing.” The little girl knelt up and faced Shang Xiye, raised her right index finger and looked at him seriously, saying, “Master usually calls me Little Darling, so why are you calling me Yao Yao today?”
Shang Xiye: "..."
Whose child is this? So clever! How could anyone have such a child!
In this world, the only person who could make a dignified Ninth Prince like him break out in a cold sweat is probably this little girl!
"Master... could it be that you're bewitched or have had your soul stolen?" The little girl looked at Shang Xiye with a serious and wary expression.
Shang Xiye noticed with her sharp eyes that a fine needle tip was protruding from between the fingers of the little girl's left hand, which was hanging by her side.
Yes, that must be his wife's past life; they both loved using needles.
But at this moment, his young wife wasn't very friendly to him!
(Rabbit: Surprised? Unexpected? Admit it, you're internally panicking!)
Even Shang Xiye, with his monstrous intelligence, knew how to deal with it at this moment;
Because he couldn't remember what his personality was like in his previous life, or how he interacted with the little girl.
But he couldn't bear to knock the little girl unconscious and then go out to find out what was going on.
Just as the little girl was about to take action and prick Shang Xiye with needles, the extreme flames suddenly emanated from between Shang Xiye's eyebrows.
When the little girl saw Ji Yan, her small hand holding the silver needle suddenly stopped: "Ji Yan, you're here?"
"Little Yao Yao?" Ji Yan circled the little girl twice, also full of puzzlement and confusion: "Huh, even their auras are the same."
"Extreme Flame, what are you talking about? All the auras are the same." The little girl also couldn't understand what Extreme Flame was saying and was full of questions: "Also, how come you've shrunk so much? If you weren't from the same source as Extreme Flame, I wouldn't have recognized you."
"What exactly is going on?" Shang Xiye secretly asked Ji Yan via telepathy.
"Ah, there was a small accident, but it's nothing serious. I'll be fine after some rest," Ji Yan answered the little girl first, comforting her, before replying to Shang Xiye through telepathy: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be an extremely powerful and sophisticated illusion."
"But I'm clearly tied to my wife. Even if I've fallen into an illusion, I shouldn't be the only one here," Shang Xiye thought for a moment, then guessed, "Could it be that only my consciousness entered the illusion, while my body didn't?"
"It's also possible that this Xiao Yaoyao is the same person as that Xiao Yaoyao."
"However, the woman you see in the illusion is not the woman you imagine," Ji Yan added awkwardly.
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