Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

"Master Priest! How is Master Mozhu?"

As soon as Su Qingchen returned to the Su Temple, the little fairy boy came to greet him.

Mo Zhu was released from the demon-controlling bag by Su Qingchen and lay on the palm of his hand.

"Ah, Lord Mozhu..."

Looking at Lord Mo Zhu covered in wounds, the little fairy boy felt a little distressed.

"Go get the ointment."

Su Qingchen said as he walked towards the bedroom.

"It's already on the table in the bedroom."

"Ah."

The little fairy boy knew that after returning from the Siguo Abyss, the High Priest must be in a bad mood, because it was the same the previous times.

His immortal power was limited and he could not help much, so he had to prepare the ointments for healing the wounds in advance and wait in front of the temple.

Su Qingchen carefully placed the Mo Zhu on the bamboo couch, then closed his eyes, held his breath, and began to slowly transfer true energy into his body.

Mo Zhu curled up and lay motionless, his breathing beginning to become steady.

Su Qingchen picked up the ointment on the table and applied it little by little on Mo Zhu's wound.

"Kitten, I'm going to Bingyuan for three days. You stay here well."

"Gulu...Gulu..."

Mo Zhu let out a low, somewhat anxious hum.

"You want to disobey me again? You've turned into a kitten, and I can't lock you up?"

Su Qingchen heard Mo Zhu's uneasiness.

"I am the Qingchen priest of the Immortal Realm, the priest in charge of the good thoughts of the four seas. Besides, there is no one else in Bingyuan."

"Gulu...Gulu..."

Mo Zhu was still humming.

"The ointment has been applied. Let the fairy boy take care of you. Stay on the couch until you recover. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Su Qingchen was about to get up, but Mo Zhu bit Su Qingchen's sleeve.

"Let go. The Divine Whip hasn't hurt you yet, has it?"

"God, Lord Priest."

The little fairy boy appeared in the bedroom with a quilt in his hands and a bag on his back.

"What are you...?"

Su Qingchen didn't understand what the little fairy boy was doing.

"Your Excellency the High Priest, I've looked through the Immortal Orders. It doesn't say that Bingyuan Siguo cannot bring along Immortal Servant or Immortal Child. Little Immortal... Little Immortal..."

The little fairy boy became less and less confident as he spoke.

"You have to go too, and bring Mo Zhu with you."

Su Qingchen finished speaking for him.

"Yes Yes!"

The little fairy boy's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

Hearing this, Mozhu's furry little tail on the bamboo couch shook.

"Then tell me, why did you go to Bingyuan?"

At this moment, Su Qingchen was really curious about what his fairy children and fairy servants thought of him. What made them so worried about a dignified priest Qingchen going to a mere Bingyuan?

"Priest, the Ice Abyss has been covered in ice and snow for thousands of years and is completely lifeless. It would be very boring for you to be alone there for three days."

"Well, what else?"

"Also...Also...Uh, I've never been to Bingyuan. I've only heard about it in books. I want to go see what Bingyuan looks like."

Su Qingchen couldn't help but smile: "What else?"

"And, uh... Lord Mozhu."

"Lord Mozhu?" Su Qingchen turned around and looked at the plush ball on the bamboo couch who was eavesdropping with his ears perked up.

"Lord Mozhu, he will be very sad if he can't sleep on his own even though he is injured."

The little fairy boy had seen Lord Mozhu sleeping in Lord Qingchen's shoes several times when he turned into a cub.

Once, he saw Lord Mozhu sleeping on the bed of the Lord Priest, but he didn't dare to say it because it seemed to be against etiquette.

The bamboo couches of the immortal servants are all outside the bedroom, only Lord Mozhu's is in the priest's bedroom.

The little fairy boy thought that Priest Qingchen was the best priest, so he didn't want Priest Qingchen to go to Bingyuan to suffer alone.

"Haven't you seen Lord Mozhu in both human and beast form? How could you possibly pity a Qiongqi?"

"That Qiongqi is so pitiful after being injured... He was so big, and now only this small is left."

"I know you're all worried about me, but do you realize that I'm actually a priest?"

Su Qingchen felt like he had reminded them of his identity many times. Was he usually too unassuming? He had never seen an immortal servant or immortal child talk so much.

"I...we're scared!"

"what?"

"I, Lord Mozhu and I, we are afraid to stay in the palace."

"afraid of what?"

"It's just a kind of... fear."

The little fairy boy couldn't continue his story.

"Master Priest, please let us go. We want to follow you, can we? We won't disturb you while you're reflecting on your mistakes. We'll just stay by your side. We can't eat or sleep well without you. Master Mozhu is so small now. If he's in danger, I can't protect him."

"And... moreover, the time it takes for Lord Mozhu to recover his human form has become shorter. It only took him one day last time. Once he recovers, he will definitely come to find you, and I can't stop him."

The fairy boy's words woke Su Qingchen up. Mo Zhu was beaten with the divine whip just because he disobeyed. Now that he thinks about it, he was too indulgent towards them.

Su Qingchen straightened his face, turned around and looked down at Mo Zhu. The small Mo Zhu was shrouded in Su Qingchen's shadow.

"Bingyuan, I'll go by myself. You, the two of you, stay on duty in the palace and don't leave without permission."

"Master Priest!"

"Your Majesty!"

Without letting the little fairy boy say anything more, Su Qingchen became angry and gave orders to the little fairy boy.

The little fairy boy had rarely seen the high priest so angry, so he knelt down quickly.

"If you leave without permission, you will be buried in Bingyuan for one day, and I will spend one more day reflecting on my mistakes in Bingyuan. Do you understand?"

"Yes." The little fairy boy answered weakly.

"You, got out of bed without permission before regaining your human form. The bamboo couch will be moved out of the bedroom from now on!" Su Qingchen pointed at Mo Zhu on the bamboo couch again.

The kitten shrank its neck and didn't dare to look at Su Qingchen.

Looking at the two little ones who had temporarily calmed down, Su Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his sleeves and walked out of the hall.

Mo Zhu stood up tremblingly on his four short legs, staggered to the edge of the bamboo couch, stretched his neck to look at Su Qingchen's back as he walked away and finally disappeared in the phantom clouds in front of the hall.

Mo Zhu wandered back and forth on the edge of the bamboo couch for a while, then lay down in the direction where Su Qingchen disappeared.

"Master Mozhu, please don't be sad. We all have to obey the High Priest, so as not to violate the Immortal Order. Otherwise, you will be punished again."

The fairy boy looked at the lost kitten and comforted it.

"I'll go put my bag and quilt away first, then come see you."

"You must not get out of bed, or your bamboo couch will be moved away. I think the High Priest is really angry. He has never been so fierce before. We are all so disobedient."

Before the little fairy boy left, he did not forget to turn back and tell Lord Mozhu not to get out of bed.