Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 33 Mr. Luo, you're not asleep? (Please read on, please vote with monthly tickets)
Jubaoge, three private rooms.

After watching Luo Fanchen leave, Yunmo finally relaxed her grip on her chest.

"You've finally accepted it, sir."

Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief; she was genuinely afraid that Lord Ling would look down on such a trivial thing.

Now that the other party has accepted it, it can be considered that they have some goodwill towards Jubaoge, which lays the foundation for future cooperation.

Once a sect of the Xuanmen (mystical sects) gains power and controls the resources of the Xuanmen, it is like a roc riding the wind or a dragon entering the sea. It can manage an entire domain. Even if a few mineral veins flow out from between its fingers, it is enough for its branch to make a fortune.

The pavilion master repeatedly urged him to regard this matter as the most important investment of his life.

"As expected of the Pavilion Master, your vision is truly remarkable and your thinking is far-sighted."

Yunmo sighed softly. Giving away a Heavenly Heart Mantra would guarantee a meeting with Lord Ling. It seemed like a sure win.

"Xiao Cui."

"The servant is here."

Xiao Cui lowered her head, her thin little hands clasped together on her lower abdomen.

"You did a good job this time. Go and collect your three spirit dusts later. Also, I heard that your master-servant blood pact is in Old Man Wang's hands?"

"Thank you, Fairy Yunmo. My master is indeed Lord Wang."

Yunmo nodded slightly. This old man Wang had a background with the Qinghe Sect and was acting as a front man for several inner disciples who had lost in the struggle.

She doesn't want to get involved with him unless absolutely necessary.

However, if Xiao Cui can continue to generate value between Jubaoge and Lord Ling, it wouldn't be a big deal to redeem her from her bondage.

Jubao Pavilion might be somewhat wary of Qinghe Sect, but the few disgraced inner disciples and the old man didn't dare to provoke Jubao Pavilion.

"Work hard. If you can gain Lord Ling's trust, put in a good word for Jubao Pavilion."

"It wouldn't be impossible to redeem you from your servitude in the future."

Yunmo casually made up a picture of a pie in the sky, and Xiaocui's lips trembled slightly upon hearing this, her breathing becoming rapid.

Her bruised arms trembled with excitement, making it difficult for her to even bow. Fairy Yunmo was actually willing to redeem her.

Just because he guided Master Ling once? He was given top-grade spiritual tea and bear meat essence as a gift. Just who is this Master Ling?

Just as he was hesitating, there was a knock on the door. After Ah Niu explained his purpose, a deep, muffled voice came from outside.

"Sister Xiao Cui, Uncle Ling invites you to his residence for a dinner party tomorrow."

"I?"

Xiao Cui's face was blank, and she felt quite dizzy from the excitement.

She didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was just due to a deficiency of qi and blood. She had gradually developed this problem two weeks ago. In addition, she was often beaten and abused, and dizziness and shortness of breath were common occurrences. If it weren't for her true qi protecting her body, she probably wouldn't be alive now.

"Inviting you?"

Yunmo murmured, momentarily forgetting to blame A Niu for overstepping his bounds. Her beautiful eyes lit up with joy, and she clapped her hands, exclaiming, "An unexpected bonus!"

"Master Luo, are we leaving Feiyunfang forever?"

"Why do you ask?"

Inside the mansion, Luo Fanchen walked into the courtyard. Mo Xue, who was practicing swordsmanship, ran over and obediently took the brocade box from his arms. Together with Qiu Yun, they unpacked and sorted the contents. As soon as they opened the jade box, the girl's face immediately stiffened.

"If Master Luo hadn't borrowed money from loan sharks and run away after searching for spirit stones, how could he have afforded these treasures?"

Mo Xue pursed her lips tightly, her small face tense as if she was about to get angry, but the bear meat in the jade box made her swallow hard, so she couldn't bring herself to be fierce.

The three plump, round pills, imprinted with cinnabar patterns, were clearly top-quality products refined in a furnace, belonging to the first-tier mid-grade category.

The unknown, fragrant bud tea, with just a light sniff, made her mind clearer. It was far better than the tender jade branch tea she had drunk at the Treasure Pavilion last time, and was probably a first-grade high-quality spiritual tea.

As for the beast meat, it is of the highest quality, with its vital energy and spiritual power far exceeding that of the snake meat from before.

"Uncle Luo, shall I pack my valuables now?"

"Did you take the wrong one?"

Luo Fanchen's pupils contracted slightly. He thought the jade box contained the offal of the Golden Roaring Bear, worth only one or two spirit stones. He never expected it to contain the most precious bear paws and lean meat. Looking at the Breath Concealing Pill, it was no ordinary defective product that couldn't be sold.

On his return journey, many cultivators demanded the flesh of the Golden Roaring Bear, so he naturally dared not open the jade box to examine it closely. Had he known it was such a precious item, he would never have dared to accept it.

"Uncle Luo, is it possible to have taken the wrong treasure?"

Qiu Yun's voice was soft and gentle. Fortunately, she never interrupted the Soul Banner Gathering Spirit Array, otherwise the aroma of meat would have wafted out of half of the shantytown.

"It was my oversight."

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips and paced back and forth.

He had been poor for too long, his knowledge was shallow, and he overestimated the value of the hundred or so spirit stones.

More than a hundred spirit stones, some low-grade aged tea, and it's reasonable for a demon beast to go into the water as a gift. He never expected Yun Mo to give such valuable things, because a steward's authority is simply not qualified.

This thing requires at least the approval of a Foundation Establishment level Pavilion Master.

He was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, so there was no way he would be noticed by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he would naturally ignore him subconsciously.

"Put it away for now. Would you believe me if I said it was a gift from the owner of Jubao Pavilion?"

"Master Luo, is the Master of Jubao Pavilion a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Mo Xue swallowed hard, her lips moving slightly as she carefully put away the brocade box.

She now hoped that it was Master Luo who had broken into the storeroom of the Treasure Pavilion. If it was truly a gift from a Foundation Establishment cultivator, such a valuable treasure would probably cost them an unimaginable price.

Free things are often the most expensive, and since the other party was at the Foundation Establishment stage, they had no choice but to repay them.

"Yes, I think I've figured out the reason. I'll handle this properly."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, took out the candy he had bought on the way from his pocket, stuffed it into Mo Xue's arms, and rubbed the two sisters' heads.

The two women showed no joy on their pretty faces. After watching Luo Fanchen leave, they discussed countermeasures with worried expressions.

"It's a case of Yimu True Essence finding someone who recognizes its value."

Luo Fanchen had a headache; this was when the drawbacks of independent cultivators in the countryside became apparent.

My knowledge is limited; I know that superior techniques are powerful, but I'm unsure of their extent. I never imagined that in this remote, hidden place, someone could recognize the technique solely based on their Yi Wood True Essence.

No, they didn't recognize the technique, otherwise they would have come knocking on his door long ago and handed him over to the Taoist sect, instead of treating him so well.

"Won't I be mistaken for a prodigy from the Daoist sect on a journey?"

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly, self-deprecatingly excluding the Daoist prodigy who was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Let's take it one step at a time. They are wary of my skills and will not dare to make a move before confirming my identity."

Luo Fanchen let out a long sigh of relief. After thinking it over, he walked out of the mansion, where A Niu was indeed waiting outside.

Upon seeing him leave, Ah Niu immediately came forward to greet him. After being rejected, the boy remained silent and allowed himself to be driven by Ah Niu like a servant.

"Please send a message to Jubaoge, inviting Xiaocui to my residence for dinner tomorrow."

After Luo Fanchen finished speaking, he returned to his residence without looking back, while A Niu ran excitedly towards Jubaoge.

"Now it seems that Xiao Cui was instructed by Yun Mo to act as an intermediary to communicate with me. I might as well ask her clearly tomorrow."

After much deliberation, Luo Fanchen decided not to contact Yunmo again.

He needs time to get more information from Xiao Cui before making a decision. If all else fails, as Qiu Yunmo Xue suggested, he can simply use the Soul Banner to escape, since the Pavilion Master is far away in Tianxingfang anyway.

There's still time to run away.

As night deepened, Luo Fanchen was preoccupied with worries and unable to meditate. Just as he was about to fall asleep fully clothed, his door was quietly pushed open from the outside.

Under the moonlight, a timid little face peeked out from the crack. She was wrapped in a fluffy fur quilt, and her fur was all over her body. She tiptoed closer to Luo Fanchen, hesitated for a moment, and then quietly climbed onto his bed.

A faint fragrance of gardenias lingered around her nose. Mo Xue, like a caterpillar, crawled to Luo Fanchen's chest, gently rested her chin on his chest, and then raised her head with satisfaction, wanting to see Luo Ye's sleeping face.

Her almond-shaped eyes met Luo Fanchen's helpless yet bright eyes.

"Lord Luo, you're not asleep?"

Mo Xue's pretty face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, pressing her two pink fists against Luo Fanchen's chest, unsure whether to move or retreat.

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