frightfiction Chapter 652 Who would mess with a furry creature?
Chapter 652 Who would mess with a furry creature?
Xue Lan was always penniless and insecure his whole life.
He has an exceptional talent for changing the subject and making witty remarks.
The woman turned around with a smile, looking at the calm East China Sea behind her, her tone full of doubt:
"Lord Fusang's eyesight is poor; to me, everything in the East Sea is as before."
Shang Ling couldn't help but laugh.
The woman sat atop the thick roots of the hibiscus tree, her emerald eyes gazing at Xue Lan, who was dressed in red.
"A real blind man is mocking my poor eyesight?"
Xue Lan patted the little head of the spirit guide twice:
"A truly blind person may be blind in the eyes but not in the mind; they're just spouting nonsense."
Xue Tong couldn't help but glance at her.
First, he would crack a joke, then frankly admit it. This was the Wolf King's unique method of dealing with a group of elders and even her.
It has never failed and has never been defeated.
Even the Demon Lord of Fusang was no exception.
Shang Ling had no intention of getting angry. The depths of the East Sea were now stagnant water. Even if Xue Lan took a big pot and stirred it over and over, it wouldn't cause any problems.
She sat upright on the tree roots, her voice clear and resonant:
"Have you taken care of everything?"
"It's done." Xue Lan nodded gently.
"I have conveyed the instructions that the senior gave me... and I also received a valuable treasure from that Senior Moon Toad."
As Xue Lan spoke, she took out the Moon-Cutting Drum from her sleeve and showed it to Shang Ling.
Shang Ling seemed to have anticipated that Yue Jun would give Xue Lan something, and wasn't too surprised. Instead, she spoke gently:
"Actually, there's no need to show it to me on purpose."
Lord Wolf King, setting aside all pretense, spoke frankly:
"I know, but you'll be happier if I show it to you, senior."
A soul that has been lonely for a long time needs liveliness, and Xue Lan deeply understands this after this trip to the East China Sea.
Shang Ling was slightly taken aback by Xue Lan's words, then jokingly replied:
"If you really want to make me happy, why don't you leave someone to talk to me?"
This request was presumptuous. Shang Ling knew that everyone Xue Lan had brought this time was useful in some way, but she just wanted to tease this little white wolf.
"sure!"
Xue Lan readily agreed, then turned around and began to carefully select items.
Shang Ling: You're not really going to give it to me!
Xue Lan's grey eyes shone as she swept her gaze over Xue Tong and the others...
Then, in a single thought, their minds connected...
Lu Feng, who was originally at the back of the group, had already anticipated his fate when Xue Lan said it was okay, and had already walked up to the woman.
The young man hung his head.
"Stop pretending, I'm perceptive."
Xue Lan immediately beamed and patted Lu Feng on the shoulder:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I am becoming more and more satisfied with you."
"But next time you can dawdle a little bit, otherwise you'll look like a shill."
Lu Feng thought to himself, "Am I just a shill? Being played like a puppet by the high and mighty Wolf King."
The young man almost cried as he thought about it, feeling like the most unfortunate little cabbage in the entire Yuanming world...
Then Xiaobaicai was slapped aside by Xue Lan.
"You did a great job, but you're not the one to carry the load today."
Zhu He, who was behind Xue Tong, was caught off guard and pulled to the front by his senior sister from a distance, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
It looks like a big, silly dog.
Xue Lan kicked him in the back of the knee, then grinned wickedly at Shang Ling:
"I entrust my junior brother to you, senior."
Shang Ling chuckled silently.
"Can things really be done this way?"
To find Wu Jin and merge their spiritual roots, to win Wu Jin's inheritance, and now to stay here and have her teach them.
Shang Ling was at a loss for words.
But it's alright, Xue Lan knows.
The woman bowed respectfully to Shang Ling, her expression more serious than ever before.
"The Golden Crow's legacy is not something a junior can control. Since he has inherited the legacy of the Golden Crow senior, he must not go astray and become possessed by evil spirits."
For the first time, Shang Ling saw a hint of sincerity in Xue Lan's gray-white eyes.
No more cunning, just pure sincerity.
"This junior's cultivation is limited; I beg the senior to take me in."
Xue Tong heard a crack in her neck.
She could even hear Xue Lan say the word "beg".
Xiao Tong silently turned on the system's recording function.
Shang Ling really couldn't refuse this time.
The demon race is known for its arrogance, and the higher their cultivation, the more haughty they become. Since Xue Lan has already said this, if she still disagrees, it would seem like she's deliberately making things difficult for herself.
The Fusang Lord naturally did not want to deliberately make things difficult for them.
After all, who would want to mess with a furry creature?
Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help but chuckle softly:
"I was just trying to tease you, but I ended up falling for your trick."
Xue Lan flicked his sleeves and confessed frankly:
"Actually, even if you hadn't said that, I would have given it to you anyway. After all, you can't expect someone who has cultivated ice-attribute techniques for three thousand years to teach him."
"I know Xue Lan's capabilities well."
Shang Ling had never seen such a wicked furry creature.
After their conversation ended, Zhu He was still immersed in the reality of being thrown into the vast East China Sea, unable to extricate himself from it. The young man, who was two heads taller than Xue Lan, tugged at the other man's clothes.
"Senior sister, I'm scared. I want to go back and kill the demons."
"Alright, alright," Xue Lan said, trying to soothe the big, simple-minded guy.
"If you go back, then it will be the demons' turn to be afraid."
As the woman spoke, she took out a very delicate little bottle from her sleeve:
"Release a little of the blazing sun's flames; I'll have a use for it."
Zhu He obediently released a wisp of blazing sunlight, which Xue Lan collected into a bottle.
The instant the bottle was capped, Xue Lan gently raised her hand and flicked out a wisp of smoke, then flicked it at Qiu Yinzhen at the very back.
“You are a ghost cultivator. I don’t know if you have been tainted by demonic energy before. It would be safer to burn it.”
Golden flames burned upwards along the hem of the armor, carrying away all the impurities. Qiu Yinzhen immediately bowed to Xue Lan in thanks.
"Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome." Xue Lan carefully put the small bottle away.
"We still need to rely on City Lord Qiu for the matter of Xumingchuan."
Qiu Yinzhen quickly spoke up:
"It's my troublesome sir."
"It's not much trouble," Xue Lan said with a gentle smile.
"The changes at Xumingchuan and this incident at the bottom of the East China Sea were both orchestrated by an old acquaintance of mine."
"I'm quite happy to be able to get involved."
Qiu Yinzhen looked at the sinister smile on Xue Lan's face...
Qiu Yinzhen: Most powerful demon lords have eccentric tempers, just be happy.
Xue Lan came to the East Sea for three main purposes: Zhuhe, Gongyuan, and Fusang. Although things haven't been completely resolved yet, the trip was still worthwhile.
We should go back now.
The woman turned to bid farewell to Shang Ling:
"Now that the matter in the East China Sea is settled, we juniors should take our leave."
"You move as fast as the wind," Shang Ling remarked, then spoke softly:
"Do you really dislike Shang Xun?"
Xue Lan looked up at Shang Ling: "I didn't like him before, we had different values... I also didn't like the way he did things."
"I didn't like it before," Shang Ling said with a smile.
"what about now?"
"Now!"
Xue Lan winked at Shang Ling:
"Because of the adult, I can try not to hate him."