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

Chen Xiu quickly stood up as well and bowed to Sang Yunqi, "Greetings, Old Ancestor."

Sang Yunqi nodded indifferently, then carried Chu Xinglan to the stone table and sat down.

"eat first."

Then he looked at Chen Xiu who was standing on the side and said, "You can sit down too."

Chu Xinglan hadn't seen Sang Yunqi for several days, and for a moment he didn't want to get off him.

But he was indeed not full, so after weighing the pros and cons he jumped onto the table and continued to eat.

The tip of its tail was just swinging around Sang Yunqi's wrist.

"How are the preparations for the apprenticeship ceremony going?"

Chen Xiu quickly stood up again and said, "Old Ancestor, we are still preparing. But Master wants me to ask Old Ancestor for his opinion. How about moving the date to the sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony in half a month?"

Sang Yunqi played with Chu Xinglan's tail with his fingers from time to time.

"I will discuss this matter with Xu Zhuo later. You can go back first."

When Chu Xinglan saw Chen Xiu was about to leave, he quickly ran over and pushed the fruits he had picked on the mountain to him.

"Chen Xiu, I picked this especially for you today, take it."

Chen Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at Sang Yunqi. Since the ancestor didn’t agree, he didn’t dare to accept it.

Sang Yunqi's eyes also fell on the red fruit at this time. Seeing that it was not something rare, he nodded casually.

"Xing Lan gave it to you, take it."

Chen Xiu is not as ignorant as Chu Xinglan. Even though this fruit is only the size of a cherry, it can purify spiritual energy, which is rare in the entire cultivation world.

After he eats this pill, his cultivation will be more refined, and he will be more confident in reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Xiu excitedly took it with both hands, "Thank you, ancestor."

Then he blinked at Chu Xinglan gratefully, "Thank you, Xinglan."

After saying that, he quickly cleaned up the dishes and left the back mountain with light steps.

Chu Xinglan took out a small handkerchief from his Qiankun bag and wiped his mouth, then jumped into Sang Yunqi's arms.

"Sang Yunqi, can I catch the fish in the stream on the mountain and eat them?"

Sang Yunqi looked at him strangely. Ever since they talked about his whereabouts last time, this guy never treated him as an outsider.

He has basically eaten all the fruits on the mountain behind, and he has never asked about it. But today he suddenly changed his mind.

After thinking about it, he really couldn't remember what kind of fish were put in the stream. He thought that there shouldn't be anything that could hurt Chu Xinglan, who was a Qiongqi, so he nodded indifferently.

Chu Xinglan's eyes lit up, and he continued to ask, "Then can I ask Chen Xiu to accompany me? Let him roast it for me."

Sang Yunqi then looked at Chu Xinglan, and seeing that his eyes were full of expectation, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you like Chen Xiu very much?"

Chu Xinglan nodded her head, "I like her. She's caring and gives me gifts. She's also pretty."

As he spoke, he took out a bunch of things from his Qiankun bag and placed them on the stone table.

"Look, these are all given to me by him."

Sang Yunqi took a quick look and saw toys, some low-level magic weapons, and even some commonly used elixirs on the stone table.

There was even a stack of small handkerchiefs, with Chu Xinglan's little paw prints embroidered on every corner.

Chu Xinglan saw his eyes fall on the handkerchief, so he hooked one with his little paw and handed it to him like offering a treasure.

"Look, these paw prints were embroidered by Chen Xiu himself. Aren't they the same as my paws?"

"I didn't expect that a grown man like him could be so skillful. I even asked him to make clothes for me."

Sang Yunqi took the handkerchief from his hands. It was indeed finely crafted. Although the material was not very expensive, it was soft and comfortable.

It can be seen that Chen Xiu put a lot of thought into his preparations.

In fact, all those spiritual herbs and fruits in the back mountain are of no use to him. Chen Xiu is his junior and the successor trained by Xu Zhuo, so he should take care of him.

But seeing Chu Xinglan going around in circles just to ask for some benefits for Chen Xiu, Sang Yunqi became a little angry.

The mouth didn't pay attention for a moment, and the words sounded a little unpleasant, "So you just took my things and thanked me? You're the winner both ways."

After saying that, Sang Yunqi felt a little annoyed. Why did he bother with a little kid?

Chu Xinglan was also stunned. Although he knew that Sang Yunqi was a bit sharp-tongued, ever since they met, he had only been sharp-tongued towards others and he had no real feelings about it.

He was not very angry. After all, what Sang Yunqi said was true. After thinking about it, he explained.

"I just want someone to help me grill the fish. I don't like eating raw fish, but if he helps me, I can't eat it by myself and let him watch."

"And I don't know if Xu Zhuo said anything to him. He wouldn't dare to do that if you don't agree. That's why I want to ask you."

Seeing how sincere he was, Sang Yunqi felt instantly more comfortable and he began to act like an elder again.

"Your physique is different from his. I'll take you around later so you can get to know the things in the back mountain. This will also save you from poisoning him to death and Xu Zhuo coming to cry to me again."

Chu Xinglan nodded. It was indeed a bit disgusting to see Xu Zhuo crying, and he was also afraid.

Xu Zhuo: "..."

Sang Yunqi thought for a moment and continued, "Give me your Qiankun bag later and I'll reorganize it for you. Some of the things Chen Xiu brought are not suitable for you."

Chu Xinglan nodded, threw the things to him, then found a comfortable position in Sang Yunqi's arms and took a nap.

Sang Yunqi let him do it. When he had almost packed up all the messy things, he was about to tie it back around Chu Xinglan's neck, but put it down again.

He picked up Chu Xinglan and went to the weapon refining room.

When Chu Xinglan woke up, he found himself sleeping on Sang Yunqi's soft big bed.

Sang Yunqi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, sensed his movement and opened his eyes.

"wake up?"

Chu Xinglan nodded, moved into Sang Yunqi's arms again, and yawned loudly.

Sang Yunqi took out a golden bell and tied it around his neck.

Chu Xinglan looked down with some curiosity, and then found that the bell that Sang Yunqi gave him last time was missing.

He looked at Sang Yunqi with some confusion.

"You can't transform now, and it's uncomfortable to carry the Qiankun bag, so I refined the bell again, and now you can store things."

Chu Xinglan looked at the small bell in surprise. Just as he was about to take something out to try it out, he found that he seemed unable to control it.

No matter what he tried to take, the bell didn't respond.

He pressed his little paws onto Sang Yunqi's quilt again, silently saying in his heart, "Take it!"

But the quilt did not move at all.

"..."

He looked at Sang Yunqi in confusion, "How do I use this thing?"

Sang Yunqi was stunned for a moment, "Use your spiritual sense."

Chu Xinglan was choked and it took him a long while before he asked tentatively.

"Then have you ever thought that I don't have any spiritual consciousness because I haven't practiced yet?"