Xie Bing’s eyes narrowed.
Casually, she gestured with her hand in the void. The little yellow book floating in the air spun nimbly around and, like swatting a ball, slapped the ball of fire he had just released back along its original path!
Jin Huo: “!!”
The flame he emitted should have been controllable. He didn’t know why after being tempered by the little yellow book, it no longer recognized its master. The flame “whooshed” up, burning his eyebrows to ashes. A burnt smell wafted through the air—the smell of his hair!
Jin Huo screamed, “Come help me already!”
The group swarmed forward, but it was already too late…
Jin Huo’s robe instantly caught fire. He was burned into a pitch-black mass.
Xie Bing smiled pleasantly. “I didn’t fight. I just let you feel the power of knowledge.”
The next second, the little yellow book actually grew larger, larger, larger…
Turning into a giant yellow book as tall as a person, it slammed down on him with a few “Bang Bang Bang” sounds.
—He couldn’t even be pried out.
The people of Crimson Flame Peak were so angry they were practically smoking. Every time their Martial Brothers ran into Xie Bing, nothing good happened. So far, Senior Brother Yan Lixuan still hadn’t shown his face outside!
One group frantically tried to pry Jin Huo out, while another group decided to reclaim face.
“Xie Bing, you did that on purpose! We’ll fight you to the death!”
Spirit Swords left their sheaths in unison. Multicolored Spiritual Energy flew towards Xie Bing.
The youth struggled, wanting to stand up, but the pain was unbearable. His expression was somewhat nervous.
Xie Bing stood comfortingly in front of him, saying softly, “Don’t be afraid. It’s fine.”
She had the demeanor of someone with a well-thought-out plan.
For some reason, Su Zhao felt that if she said it was fine, then it would certainly be fine.
Xie Bing raised her head proudly. A smile of sure victory appeared at the corner of her lips.
Almost there…
Now!
A stern red light flashed past. “Swoosh!” It swept up all the Spirit Swords and flung them everywhere with “Slap Slap Slap” sounds.
The disciples were all horrified. They looked towards the source.
Realization struck, and they quickly lowered their heads and brows. “Shifu.”
“Perfected Yu Yan.”
Yu Yan strode over with great steps, his red hair dancing furiously. “Fighting?”
“It was sparring,” a bold senior brother said.
“Hmph!” Yu Yan snorted coldly. “One a waste Demon Cultivator, one a waste Object Cultivator. How could they possibly spar with you Sword Cultivators?”
The words were harsh but the logic was sound. It should have been so according to common sense.
But what they had just witnessed had completely overturned their worldview!
Yu Yan furrowed his brows tightly, scrutinizing Xie Bing and the youth. It seemed Su Zhao had suffered a bit, while Xie Bing was relatively unharmed.
“She’s just an Object Cultivator. You lot bullying the weak, go and receive your punishment!”
“Yes.”
A few of them responded listlessly.
“Ganging up and using numbers against the weak multiplies your offenses. All of you, go mine Spirit Stones in the Spirit Stone Mine!”
Inside, Xie Bing almost doubled over with laughter. The Spirit Stone Mine was similar to a coal mine from her previous life. The chaotic and terrifying Spiritual Energy within the mine made it impossible to use Spiritual Power down there. Coupled with the filth and poor conditions, they’d probably all turn into lumps of black coal.
The others weren’t satisfied. “What about Xie Bing? Xie Bing deliberately stirred up trouble, and she even beat my eyes into a matching set of panda eyes!”
Yu Yan frowned and shot Xie Bing a glance, mumbling under his breath, “Her?”
Everyone: “Yes, yes, yes!”
Punish her! Punish her severely!
“What did she hit you with?”
“A book!! Such a heavy, thick book!”
“She even said it was the ‘power of knowledge’! It almost crushed us to death!”
“We just managed to pry Senior Brother out of the stone slab!”
Yu Yan’s eyes seemed about to blaze into roaring flames. His red hair grew even more brilliantly crimson from anger. “Hers is just an ordinary book. And she’s a waste Object Cultivator. What could she use to hit you?”
“You can’t beat a single female cultivator, and after losing, you make shameless excuses! This is utterly ridiculous!”
“It seems my daily guidance has been far too gentle!”
He glared back at them, then flicked his sleeves and left.
Everyone: “…”
What an injustice.
Everyone glared angrily at Xie Bing.
Xie Bing put on an innocent face: I’m just a little white rabbit.
Everyone else was gone, leaving only the youth and Xie Bing.
Su Zhao sat dejectedly on the ground, touching his singed tail. Perfected Yu Yan had withdrawn the fire from his chest and abdomen before leaving. Now, aside from looking a bit pale, he seemed relatively okay.
Xie Bing walked over, crouched down, and grabbed Su Zhao’s tail.
His white, fluffy long tail had a patch burned black. A trace of pity flashed in Xie Bing’s eyes.
The youth’s body stiffened. His tail trembled, about to retract.
Xie Bing held it firmly, not moving.
“Shua!” A blush instantly rose on Su Zhao’s face. He glared at her angrily, “Let go!”
It was then Xie Bing noticed his voice was a bit hoarse, like a Human Realm youth going through puberty.
She thought thoughtfully: The lifespan of the Demon Race is different from humans; they live longer than humans. Perhaps, by the demonic method of age calculation, he was even younger.
Xie Bing didn’t let go. She examined the youth’s long white tail, opening her hand to show him, “You’re burned.”
Her jade-like fingers were stained with many burnt hairs.
Feeling further, several patches were already bald, and some spots were oozing blood, clearly severely injured.
Su Zhao, however, showed no expression, as if it were nothing significant. “So what?”
“Bald… what to do…” Xie Bing murmured to herself.
As a human, what was the most unbearable thing?
Wasn’t it when something fluffy went bald???
Su Zhao looked up, staring blankly at Xie Bing. After a long moment, a hint of unease flashed in his round, black eyes. He tried to pull his tail back but couldn’t, so he gave up.
He said sullenly, “So bold. What are you trying to do?”
Xie Bing’s face remained expressionless. She rummaged in her Storage Brocade Pouch for a while before pulling out a small wooden box.
“For treating burns. Good stuff.”
She tossed it to the youth and stood up. “I won’t help you apply it. Do it yourself.”
She had finally remembered who Su Zhao was.
In fact, in her past life, few people mentioned Su Zhao’s original name. Years later, Su Zhao returned to the Demon Race. Many more years after that, he became the Demon Emperor…
Most importantly, it seemed he had some entanglement with the Female Lead Xuan Yao in the previous life.
Xie Bing would not get entangled with any of Xuan Yao’s harem members. She still had questions to brush, books to memorize. Did she think her life was too long?
Xie Bing said coldly, “Farewell.”
Su Zhao stared blankly, catching the wooden box.
A faint, fresh medicinal fragrance wafted out. He could tell it was the scent of high-quality burn ointment.
He was a Demon Cultivator, completely out of place within the entire Taixu Sect. He usually didn’t dare trouble his Shifu easily. He didn’t even have much medicine. Every time he was injured, he would just silently lick it clean himself and wait for the wound to heal on its own.
His eyes lowered slightly. Su Zhao’s fingers tightened gently around the wooden box.
He placed the box preciously against his chest.
His tail was, originally, untouchable.
Unless it was the fated person, absolutely no one could hold a Wolf Clan’s tail in their palm and toy with it at will.
However…
Thinking of the young girl just now, tightly squeezing his tail and refusing to let go, that plain, pale face full of coolness and indifference… for some reason, a surge of irritation rose in his heart.
Xie Bing had left.
Su Zhao pursed his lips and turned to head back to Thunder Extinction Peak.
His Spiritual Power was impaired, so he could only walk. Stumbling along to the foot of the mountain, a girl in a pink dress stopped him.
Her eyes were brighter than the stars, her face more beautiful than a delicate flower, her voice clearer than an oriole’s, and her face was full of concern. “Junior Brother, what happened to you?”
The youth glanced up at her.
He recognized her. She was Gu Monian’s newly accepted youngest disciple, named Xuan Yao.
Those people who had just been making fun of him were the ones who stuck to Junior Sister Xuan Yao all day long.
She was also his classmate.
Just in class earlier, she had naively asked, “The path of cultivation is comfortable and free. How could one return to the yellow earth?”
That’s why Jin Huo and the others had made fun of him.
Xuan Yao and Jin Huo and the others—they were the same type of people.
Su Zhao remained silent, walking around her.
“Junior Brother, you’re hurt. How about I give you some Amber Candy, okay?”
The girl’s smile was sweeter than honey. She pinched a piece of candy between her fingertips, lightly rising on her toes to feed it towards the youth’s lips.
Su Zhao swatted the candy from her hand fiercely, “I don’t want your candy!”
The Amber Candy fell pitifully, rolling in the mud, its luster dimmed.
Xuan Yao froze, stepping back involuntarily.
She was somewhat startled.
Her rabbit-like, watery eyes were full of shock.
The youth ignored her and walked straight away.
Stared down so fiercely by him, a feeling of depression surged in Xuan Yao’s heart. She chased after him. “Hey, little white wolf, why are you ignoring me?”
She reached out to grab the youth’s tail.
This time, it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. Abruptly, his fingers locked onto Xuan Yao’s wrist, preventing her from advancing an inch.
The fierce young wolf issued a warning: “Don’t touch me.”
Xuan Yao’s eyes were full of confusion. “Why?”
“Touch my tail?”
Su Zhao stared intently at Xuan Yao, the words scraping from his throat: “You are not worthy.”
Xuan Yao’s fingers curled up for an instant, her heart trembling with shock.
Those were the eyes of a wolf that had found something it wanted to protect.
Stone Forest Peak.
On a rock by the rushing stream, the Gossip Jade Slip was unfurled.
In a remote corner, there was a piece of news saying that the newly Foundation-Established disciples of Crimson Flame Peak had been punished by Perfected Yu Yan to mine in the Spirit Stone Mine, coming back every day black as soot. Crimson Flame Peak had quite a bit of news lately. The comments below were all saying: Didn’t someone also have Senior Brother crying back to Crimson Flame Peak last time, and he still hasn’t shown his face?
Xie Bing: None of my business.
She was busy.
After the System recognized her territory, it granted her various attribute bonuses. She had refurbished her own dwelling to be more suitable for planting and living.
She planted Spirit Herbs and Spirit Fruits, planning to go down the mountain to sell them in Emerald Valley after the next harvest. But a few days ago, the black wild boar had come to Stone Forest Peak to settle down with the raven!
Xie Bing looked at the fat, sunbathing black pig, then at the black raven nestled on the pig, shifted her gaze left, and saw a green turtle next to the black pig.
Xie Bing looked at the pet column on her Territory page: Black Pig x1, Raven x1, Turtle x1. Spiritual Energy Amplification +20%.
Xie Bing: Sigh.
Unexpectedly, the black wild boar was a Spirit Beast that had awakened Spiritual Wisdom. Perhaps because it felt close to Xie Bing, it was now a pet recognized by the territory.
Xie Bing refused to give up hope. She checked her pet page again: one pig, one crow, one turtle.
When she went out in the morning to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the black wild boar followed her on its own, as if she were walking the pig.
Xie Bing had even run into Xuan Yao a few times. The difference was that Female Lead Xuan Yao was walking a white unicorn.
Xuan Yao looked at the black pig Xie Bing was riding with astonishment.
Xie Bing expressionlessly glanced back at the white unicorn Xuan Yao was riding.
Country bumpkin Xie Bing: Tears streaming down her face.
What made Xie Bing feel even more breaking down was that her actions became a grand spectacle in Taixu Sect. When the Law Enforcement Team came on patrol, they saw the black pig and actually filed a record for Xie Bing. Xie Bing watched helplessly as they wrote on it: Xie Bing — Spirit Beast Black Pig x1.
The wild boar followed Xie Bing, its cultivation improving. As for the turtle, rather than calling it Xie Bing’s pet, it was more like the black pig raised it itself. Xie Bing had a headache about it and simply appointed it “Black Pig Manager”.
When the black pig heard Xie Bing call it Black Pig Manager, for some reason, it seemed a little unhappy.
Oink.
It was not a Black Pig.
“Then Little Black Steward.”
Xie Bing was an open-minded master. If you didn’t like a name, just change it.
Only then did the black pig wriggle its body, showing reluctant approval.
Xie Bing looked at the black pig thoughtfully. Suddenly, she pressed down on its head.
The black pig had two bulging lumps on its head, hard to the touch. There was also a bulging lump on its back. Xie Bing almost suspected it was some other type of Spirit Beast species.
Being pressed and touched by Xie Bing, the black pig still wanted to nuzzle her with an “oink oink.” Xie Bing dismissed the thought: This is clearly just a gluttonous, lazy black pig!
Xie Bing said fiercely, “If you randomly bring back any more little animals, I’ll turn you into an autumn/winter lightweight luxury product!”
Although it didn’t understand what Xie Bing said, it could feel the killing intent within.
Little Black: Trembling with fear.