My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

The next day.

At one quarter past the hour of Si, on the flying boat.

The two men, who were supposed to split into two groups and enter the city, were still on the deck without moving.

Yan Zhiqiao didn't care about his image at all. He sat cross-legged with his arms folded across his chest, looking at Jiang Ciyuan opposite him with an unhappy face.

"I don't want to turn back into a monster."

Jiang Ciyuan looked at her calmly.

"If you go in as a human, you will definitely be targeted."

"I can disguise myself or wear a veil."

"It would be hard for anyone to not be suspicious when seeing your figure."

Not only is Yan Zhiqiao's appearance outstanding, but even her delicate and graceful figure makes her look more outstanding and more elegant than that of ordinary people.

If she was really allowed to enter Wunian City like this, Jiang Ciyuan believed that she would be targeted faster than himself.

That's why he changed his mind temporarily and asked Yan Zhiqiao to transform back into a demon and go into Wunian City with him.

Yan Zhiqiao paused and glanced down.

Her thick and long eyelashes hid the dark light that flashed quickly in her eyes.

Is it really that easy to see?

If so, it seems that she has to be more careful in the future and not be recognized by others from the back.

After pondering for two seconds, she reluctantly transformed into a demon and fell into Jiang Ciyuan's hands.

"Ow..."

Take my bag.

Jiang Ciyuan looked at the palm-sized little monster dragging nine short, fat, furry fox tails, looking up at the obedient man who was giving him instructions seriously. A smile quickly flashed across his deep eyes.

He touched her little head.

"it is good."

I wish my junior sister could always be so well behaved.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Ciyuan successfully entered Wunian City.

The last time he came to Wunian City, Yan Zhiqiao was injured and didn't know the situation in the city, so he was cautious, but not too much.

This time is different.

Soon after entering the city, she used her spiritual sense to keenly capture the figures of two people from the crowd.

They pretended to be passers-by, but secretly looked at Jiang Ciyuan, who had reduced his realm to the early Golden Core stage, as if they were evaluating goods.

"Ow..."

Brother, pay attention to the right and left rear.

Yan Zhiqiao lay on the collar of Jiang Ciyuan's chest and reminded him in a low voice.

The two people who were watching secretly were in the early stage of Jindan. Jiang Ciyuan, who was in the late stage of Yuanying, naturally noticed it as well.

Hearing Yan Zhiqiao's reminder, he raised his hand and touched her through her coat.

"I really didn't expect that they would dare to target outsiders after arousing the suspicion of Xiaoyao Sect."

"Ow..."

The wages of avarice is death.

Hearing Yan Zhiqiao mention money, Jiang Ciyuan quickly remembered the last time she acted cute and coquettishly in front of her master to ask for spirit stones.

This guy is also a little money-grubber.

But compared to those people, she is much cuter.

Jiang Ciyuan's outfit today was very low-key, and he had restrained his sharpness. He looked like an ordinary young cultivator.

But because of that handsome face with clear edges and corners, he instantly became extraordinary.

He walked along the street holding the Xuanshuang Sword and soon came to an inn called "Qingyue Zhai".

As soon as I stepped into the lobby, the waiter came up to me enthusiastically.

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel or stay in a hotel?"

Jiang Ciyuan ignored his gaze that was stealing towards the bulge in his chest, looked around, and when he saw that everything was clean, he replied.

"Get a better room."

"Okay, sir, please follow me here to register."

The name "Jiang Ciyuan" is well-known in the world of cultivation, so he did not use his real name, but the pseudonym Gu Ci.

After registering, the waiter quickly took Jiang Ciyuan to the third floor, found Room No. 2 and opened the door.

"Please, sir, take a look at the room and see if you like it. If there is anything missing, please let me know."

Like Yan Zhiqiao, Jiang Ciyuan did not have high requirements for where to live.

However, he still took a careful look and confirmed that there was no problem before letting the waiter leave.

As soon as the person left, the bulge on Jiang Ciyuan's chest immediately deflated.

A slender and pretty figure appeared in the empty guest room.

Yan Zhiqiao stretched lazily, then walked to the table and sat down, holding his chin with one hand and looking at Jiang Ciyuan.

"Brother, do you think they dare to take action now?"

Jiang Ciyuan walked over to Yan Zhiqiao and sat down, shaking his head slightly.

"It hasn't been long since the last incident. I guess they don't dare to commit crimes against the wind."

"Tsk, tsk."

Yan Zhiqiao's expression changed, and he said jokingly with a hint of playfulness.

"It seems that Senior Brother's charm is not good enough, otherwise I'll take over."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Ciyuan tapped her smooth forehead with his fingers.

"Be good and don't make trouble."

The tone was like coaxing a child. Yan Zhiqiao pouted in disdain, but he felt very happy in his heart.

"Never mind, I'm going to explore the City Lord's Mansion tonight."

"I'll go with you."

Yan Zhiqiao did not refuse.

She was not the type to sit and wait for death, so she quickly took back her Qiankun bag from Jiang Ciyuan and took out the jade flute made by Xiaolan.

After carefully sensing it with the tracking technique, Yan Zhiqiao slowly opened his eyes.

"He finally died on West Street."

"Let's go check it out now?"

Jiang Ciyuan didn't have a map of Wunian City, so he didn't know where West Street was.

Yan Zhiqiao reluctantly put away the jade flute.

"I don't want to turn back into a monster."

Doesn't she want to be useful?

Obviously useless.

It is daytime now, and Jiang Ciyuan was the only one there when he entered the inn just now.

If she showed up suddenly, it would definitely arouse suspicion.

Jiang Ciyuan didn't need to explain these principles, Yan Zhiqiao understood them himself.

So after muttering a few complaints, she fell back into Jiang Ciyuan's palm.

She turned her head to look at the nine fluffy fox tails, then turned back to look at Jiang Ciyuan.

"Ow..."

Is there any way to tuck the tail away?

"The demon race cannot change their original form, but they can use illusions to deceive others' vision."

"The higher the user's cultivation, the more powerful the illusion. Only those with higher cultivation can see through it."

Jiang Ciyuan finished his explanation, paused, and added.

"But you can only change your appearance, not your size."

In other words, no matter what Yan Zhiqiao wants to "change" into, she will still be only the size of a palm.

Yan Zhiqiao: “…”

Although she was a little speechless, she still had to learn in order to be able to go out with a clear conscience.

"Ow..."

Teach me!

Before, Yan Zhiqiao was only focused on practicing the demon clan's skills, and rarely took the initiative to transform into a demon form, so he had no idea that illusions existed at all.

Jiang Ciyuan did not refuse and quickly taught the method to Yan Zhiqiao.

Ordinary demons will fail at least dozens of times when they first learn illusion techniques.

Jiang Ciyuan, who was extremely talented, failed more than ten times before he learned it.

Now it was Yan Zhiqiao's turn. She only failed twice before she successfully used illusion to create a real nine-tailed fox image.

Compared to her skinny cat body, her fox body looks a little bigger, and her fur is whiter and smoother.

Yan Zhiqiao excitedly stepped on Jiang Ciyuan's palm, and the nine overlapping fox tails swayed.

"Ow..."

Did I succeed?

Jiang Ciyuan looked at the pair of fox ears that were trembling, resisted the itch on his fingertips, and said "hmm" lightly.