After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chu Xinglan didn't care that Xu Zhuo called him a pet. After all, he couldn't beat him even if he had any objections.

Besides, my stomach is rumbling with hunger, so it’s more important to eat!

Hmm - is this spiritual food? It's delicious!

Sang Yunqi didn't care about Xu Zhuo who was frightened by his words, and focused on watching Chu Xinglan eat. He became interested and refilled his cup of spiritual tea from time to time, using Xu Zhuo's cup.

Xu Zhuo: "..."

By the time Chu Xinglan had eaten and drunk his fill, the plates on the table were empty.

Sang Yunqi picked it up and started stroking its head. The soft fur made Sang Yunqi somewhat addicted.

"When you're done eating, go choose a room for yourself."

After saying that, he stuffed another pill into its mouth before steadily lifting it to the ground.

Chu Xinglan looked up at him, then looked at the handsome middle-aged man with a stupid look on his face. He knew that the two of them had something to talk about and he didn't want to hear them, so he ran away.

Xu Zhuo waited until Chu Xinglan ran out of sight before he raised his hand to set up a barrier and spoke seriously.

"Ancestor, is this really the prince of the demon clan?"

Sang Yunqi paused slightly while pouring tea, then raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Replacement guaranteed."

"..."

Xu Zhuo really didn't know what to say for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

"Did something unexpected happen to the prince when he came out?"

"I heard that there was a rebellion in the demon world, and the prince volunteered to help. Although he succeeded in suppressing the rebellion, he was seriously injured and disappeared mysteriously afterwards."

"Who cast a spell on him to hide his true form? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that this was the famous Qiongqi. I would have thought it was just an ordinary monster."

Sang Yunqi looked at him like a fool, which made Xu Zhuo shudder.

He quickly reacted, "Did those old guys from the demon world throw it out on purpose?"

"But this guy has lost all his memories, and we can just throw him away like this without any worries."

Sang Yunqi really didn't want to bother with this brainless junior, so he put down his teacup and gave instructions.

"Let's prepare for the disciple-taking ceremony."

Xu Zhuo felt that his brain was not working again, "You want to accept a disciple? Who?"

Looking at the speechless expression of his ancestor, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he looked at Sang Yunqi in disbelief.

"It can't be... This won't do, Old Ancestor!"

"You want to take the prince of the demon tribe as your apprentice. Will the demon tribe agree to this?"

"Just do it."

"But you never accepted disciples before, and now you suddenly accepted a disciple from the demon tribe. Wouldn't the people in the cultivation world be in an uproar?"

Sang Yunqi's figure flashed and disappeared in front of him.

Xu Zhuo sat upright on the stone bench and wiped his face helplessly. Their ancestor was really causing him more and more trouble.

He felt that he should make plans early, otherwise if he was not careful, something serious might happen.

……

When Sang Yunqi found Chu Xinglan, he was standing by the stream in the back mountain, sticking his little head out to observe his new appearance.

Unfortunately, the stream was gurgling, and Chu Xinglan could only barely see his own white hair. Just as he was about to find a place where the water flowed slowly, he smelled a familiar scent.

Looking back, she was indeed a beauty.

"Oh?" Are you done?

Sang Yunqi ignored what he said, took out a mirror from the space ring and handed it to Chu Xinglan.

He seemed to feel that the mirror was a little small, so he made a hand gesture and in a few moments it turned into a floor-length mirror.

If Xu Zhuo were here, he would probably be heartbroken. This is one of the most precious treasures of their Cang Qiong sect, how can it be treated so casually!

Chu Xinglan had no knowledge at all. He was looking into the mirror curiously, and saw a little white animal tilting its head and looking at him.

It looks to be a little over a foot long, with short limbs, and its tail swings behind it, revealing a tuft of red hair on the tip of its tail.

Looking more closely at its facial features, it doesn't look like a dog, but more like a cat. Its big round eyes have red pupils, like a vibrant red glow.

Because of his short ears, he always felt that something was missing from his head.

But overall he is satisfied with his new image, no wonder so many people want him!

As if he had thought of something, he looked at the mirror tentatively, opened his mouth and called out softly.

The familiar dog barking sound was heard again, and the light in Chu Xinglan's eyes disappeared instantly. He even became angrier the more he thought about it. He raised his two front paws and scratched at the mirror.

Then he turned around and buried his head, leaving only his round butt shaking.

Sang Yunqi looked at the little guy who was angry with him and felt a little amused.

He put the mirror away, walked up to him, picked him up, and subconsciously rubbed his head.

"I'm going out for the next two days. You stay in the back hills and don't run out."

"If you want to eat, ask Xu Zhuo to bring it to you."

Now Chu Xinglan didn't care about being autistic anymore and looked up at him in confusion.

Sang Yunqi had no intention of explaining, and took out a golden bell and hung it around his neck.

Chu Xinglan felt a little uncomfortable and dug around with his claws, but heard no sound.

"?"

Not believing it, he searched again, but still no sound.

"This bell won't ring normally. It will only alert you if you are in danger. I have left a trace of my spiritual consciousness on it, which will protect you."

Sang Yunqi checked his body again and left with peace of mind after seeing that he was not seriously injured.

……

The world of cultivation has been extremely lively recently, all because of two pieces of news coming out of Cangqiong Mountain.

One is that in a month, the once-in-three-years disciple selection of Cangqiong Mountain will begin.

Moreover, a message came out this time claiming that this time, the opening of the mountain and the sky will adhere to the principle of teaching everyone, and anyone with an idea can participate. For a time, everyone in the cultivation world was confused.

Another piece of news is that it is rumored that the ancestor of Cangqiong Mountain, the stabilizer of the cultivation world, Venerable Xing Heng, is going to accept a disciple.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused a storm in the world of cultivation. The leaders of all the cultivation sects, including the patriarchs of various families, could no longer sit still and sent visiting cards to Cangqiong Mountain one after another.

The meeting hall at the main peak of Cangqiong Mountain.

Xu Zhuo was sitting in the upper seat with his eyes closed, looking calm and composed, while the elders from the peaks on both sides were discussing heatedly.

What they were talking about was nothing more than Sang Yunqi's plan to accept a disciple.

There are serious ones, "The ancestor suddenly came out of the mountain, I wonder if there is any danger that we don't know about?"

Some people who like to watch the drama commented, "The ancestor must be feeling lonely and wants to find someone to keep him company. It's hard to say whether he's looking for a disciple or a Taoist partner."

There are also shameless people, "The ancestor wants to accept disciples, and he also said that there is no distinction between the teachings. Can I also participate in the selection? I also want to worship the ancestor as my master."

Just when everyone was discussing heatedly, Xu Zhuo's eldest disciple Chen Xiu came to ask for a meeting outside the hall.

Xu Zhuo opened his eyes and said, "Come in."

The elders also quieted down and looked towards the door curiously.

A handsome young man walked in slowly, first saluted Xu Zhuo who was in the main seat, and then greeted all the elders.

"But something?"

Hearing Xu Zhuo's question, Chen Xiu nodded, took out a Qiankun bag from his arms and opened it with the mouth facing downwards.

Everyone saw piles of invitations pouring out.