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

Chu Xinglan just sighed casually, and then immersed himself in the temptation of delicious food.

Sang Yunqi had never heard such straightforward words before, and for a moment he felt a little restrained, as if Chu Xinglan had scratched him lightly with his claws.

No pain, just a slight itch.

However, seeing Chu Xinglan eating so heartlessly, the little ripple in Sang Yunqi's heart disappeared instantly.

"Eat slowly, and be careful with your words next time. Forget about talking to your teacher, or others will think you are reckless."

Chu Xinglan looked up blankly from the pile of food, a meatball still in his mouth.

Meng Lang? Me?

Seeing him like this, Sang Yunqi sighed in his heart and hesitated for a long time before whispering something.

"I love you, don't say it casually."

After saying this, even Sang Yunqi's old face felt a little embarrassed.

Chu Xinglan stared blankly at his master's beautiful face, especially the light red on her cheeks, which made her even more seductive.

Sang Yunqi quickly adjusted his mentality. Seeing him staring at him blankly, he stretched out his fingers and pinched his ears with amusement.

"What are you thinking about? Can you be distracted while eating?"

Chu Xinglan also felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to always be so fascinated by his master, so he quickly lowered his head and rolled the meatball that had fallen into his mouth again.

"Although I took your differences into consideration during the actual combat, there are still some shortcomings."

"I'm not a demon, so I can't teach you what to do."

"Now is a good time to learn from Bi Wu while he is here. He is a famous warrior among the demon tribe."

"And what he practices is the real fighting technique. If you can master it, you will benefit a lot in the future."

When Chu Xinglan heard him talking about serious matters, he sat upright in his chair and listened attentively.

After he finished speaking, she nodded seriously at first, then asked with a curious look on her face.

"Master, when can I transform? Can I wait until I reach the second level?"

Sang Yunqi raised his eyebrows and asked him curiously.

"Do you really want to transform?"

Chu Xinglan nodded, "Of course!"

"After I transform, I can help Master with many things, and Master won't have to take care of me all the time."

"Besides, I can also ask Master to teach me swordsmanship, and I can also study formations, talismans and weapon refining. My current body is really inconvenient."

"Of course, if I could transform, it would be much easier to go down the mountain."

When Sang Yunqi heard the last sentence, he understood instantly.

This is because I didn’t have enough fun last time I went out, so I’m thinking about going out to play.

"Is there anywhere you want to go this time?"

"Song Ling said that after the competition, he would go home and invited me to go with him."

Chu Xinglan said this and raised his paw to touch his nose.

"If I go to the Imperial City, I won't look good like this. It's easy to scare people. Master, don't you think so?"

At the end of his speech, his big eyes blinked and he looked at Sang Yunqi expectantly.

Sang Yunqi did not directly answer his question, and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just when Chu Xinglan began to feel uneasy and thought that the situation was going to be ruined, Sang Yunqi spoke.

"If you want to transform on your own, you need to cultivate your skills to at least the third level. This is not something that can be achieved overnight."

Hearing this, Chu Xinglan lowered his head in disappointment.

"but……"

As soon as these two words came out, Chu Xinglan instantly felt a glimmer of hope.

"Master must have a way, right?"

Sang Yunqi didn't keep the secret and nodded.

"There is a pill that can allow you to maintain your human form temporarily."

Chu Xinglan blurted out subconsciously: "Transformation Pill?"

After all, I read a lot of picture books about cultivating immortals in my previous life, so this thing is really familiar to me.

But Sang Yunqi was a little confused, "What kind of pill is the Transformation Pill? Can it allow the demons to transform after taking it?"

His doubts also stunned Chu Xinglan. Is it possible that there is no transformation pill here?

"That should be the case. I don't remember which book I saw it in."

Sang Yunqi shook his head. "It's not that simple for the demon race to transform. It's not like they can transform just by practicing."

"This should be related to their bloodline. The current demon clan leaders all have the bloodline of ancient mythical beasts. This is the basis for their transformation."

"Most of the demon people are unable to transform. This is the will of heaven. How can it be solved by a pill?"

Chu Xinglan nodded as if he understood, and was somewhat glad that his master did not ask him what book he was reading.

He has no interest in alchemy, so he has never known much about this aspect. It seems that he needs to catch up when he has time.

"What kind of elixir is Master talking about?"

"It's a purely auxiliary elixir. Because its effect is so useless, the demon race rarely uses it now."

"The effect of one pill can last for three days, and during this time, you cannot transform into a beast on your own."

Chu Xinglan instantly got the point of Sang Yunqi's words, "Is this kind of elixir hard to find?"

"It's not that it's hard to find, it's that it's impossible to find. I'll just take some time to make some for you."

"It's not good to take too many of these pills. I think ten pills a month will be enough."

Chu Xinglan was overjoyed and threw himself happily into Sang Yunqi's arms.

"Thank you, Master. I really am..."

He was about to say "I love you so much", but when he thought of Sang Yunqi's words "too reckless", he held it back and changed his words.

"I am so happy!"

"Master, you are so amazing. You know everything. I am so lucky to be your disciple!"

Chu Xinglan has a knack for boasting. When he's happy, he spits out nice words as if they were free.

Sang Yunqi was somewhat accustomed to it, so he simply patted his head to interrupt the spell.

"Okay, go back and rest. There's a game tomorrow."

It was indeed very late. Chu Xinglan cleaned up the leftovers on the table and went back to the house to rest.

The next day, when Chu Xinglan arrived at the competition venue, the arena in the center of the venue had become super large.

When he first arrived, he saw that Li Wen was already there, but Song Ling had not yet arrived.

Li Wen saw him and waved at him, and Chu Xinglan walked straight over and sat next to her.

"Why didn't the ancestor come with you today?"

"I don't know what the master is busy with, so I came here by myself. Why did you come so early?"

"I came here directly after my morning practice because I had nothing to do."

"Little ancestor, what number did you draw yesterday?"

Chu Xinglan didn’t really look at it after he finished drawing yesterday. After all, there were only a few people in the crowd and they couldn’t pose much of a threat to him at this stage.

Of course he didn't say this, but he rummaged through the bell and took out yesterday's stick.

"Uh, number one."

As he said this, he handed it to Li Wen and asked her to take a look.

When Li Wen saw what was above clearly, her eyes lit up instantly and she said happily.

"My dear, I am also number one!"