My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

Over here, a group of cultivators carried a nearly ten-foot-long white tiger, marching in a grand procession towards the Cui family.

Soon, Zhao Sihai, who had been waiting at home for a long time, also noticed several unfamiliar auras approaching him.

"Judging from the sound, it seems that Brother Cui and Ying have returned."

He listened carefully to the sounds outside, then breathed a sigh of relief and shouted into the courtyard. Wang Rong, whose eyes were almost swollen from crying, couldn't stay still any longer. She put down Cui Yue in her arms and rushed out like a whirlwind.

"Third Sister, Head of the House, is that you? Is it you?!"

She had barely uttered a few words when she saw Cui Ying being surrounded by a group of cultivators, and Cui Zhengming, whose expression was still not very good.

Wang Rong's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, was still unsettled when she noticed the bloodstains that had just splattered on Cui Ying's body. She quickly ran out and cried out, "Third Girl, Third Girl, what's on you?!"

Cui Ying smiled, about to say something to reassure her mother, when Zheng Lei, standing beside her, chuckled and answered for her:

“Sister-in-law Cui, your young friend Cui is quite remarkable. He actually killed a tiger demon all by himself with a sword.”

As he spoke, Zheng Lei, who was a head taller than Cui Zhengming, turned his head and winked at Cui Ying, as if to say that he knew what he was doing.

Cui Ying raised an eyebrow and then said nothing more.

The other cultivators also understood Zheng Lei's intention, and some who were familiar with Wang Rong even greeted him:

"Come, come, Sister-in-law Cui, come and see the Gale Tiger that your young friend Cui hunted."

Wang Rong turned her head and immediately saw the giant white tiger being carried by seven or eight cultivators.

The Swiftwind Tiger had just died, and its murderous aura had not yet dissipated. Wang Shi trembled involuntarily at just one glance.

After glancing at the bloodstains on Cui Ying's body, it was no surprise that her daughter had gone through a fierce battle.

She couldn't help but want to hug her daughter, but restrained herself from showing her face in public, and reached out to wipe the blood from Cui Ying's cheek.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

Cui Ying tightened her grip inside her sleeve and said reassuringly, "Mother, I'm really fine. This blood isn't mine."

Wang Rong nodded, laughing and crying at the same time, then suddenly seemed to remember something and turned her head to call out into the house:

"Cui Cong and Cui Lin, quickly prepare some hot water and clean clothes for the kitchen. Your third sister is covered in blood."

"I know, Mother."

Hearing the noise and commotion outside, the family members were finally less scared.

After Cui Cong led Yang to the kitchen to prepare hot water, Cui Yue and Cui Yan also mustered up their courage and ran out.

"Three sisters!"

"Three sisters!"

Cui Yan called out and then stopped in his tracks, too timid to go forward.

Cui Yue burst into tears again, her face covered in tears, and rushed into Cui Ying's arms without a care in the world.

She was sobbing uncontrollably and was about to reach out and hug Cui Ying when Cui Ying stopped her, saying, "No, Third Sister is covered in blood."

Upon hearing the mention of blood, Cui Yue's tears flowed even more fiercely, and she cried out, "Third Sister, what's wrong? Are you injured? Let me blow on it for you and it won't hurt anymore."

Wang Rong patted her youngest daughter's head and urged her hurriedly, "Go inside quickly, your third sister is doing very well, she even killed the man-eating tiger."

At this moment, the other cultivators who had come along also carried the Gale Tiger into the Cui family's courtyard:

"It's getting late, so we won't disturb your rest any longer, young friend Cui. Farewell."

After the cultivators left one after another, Wang Rong didn't care why they were treating Cui Ying so strangely, and hurriedly urged Cui Ying to wash off the bloodstains on her body.

In fact, she only needed to cast a cleansing spell to make herself look brand new, but seeing the two figures busy in the kitchen, she still stepped inside.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, Cui Cong and his wife rushed over with concern and asked, "Third Sister, are you alright?"

Especially her sister-in-law, Yang, whose cheeks were swollen and red, and whose eyes held a hint of guilt.

Cui Ying smiled, looking relaxed: "Brother and sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Madam Yang's eyes reddened, and she choked back tears, saying, "It's all my fault for being cowardly and afraid of death. If I hadn't held onto your elder brother, perhaps..."

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but Yang couldn't utter a single sentence.

Because she knew that it was a ruthless, man-eating tiger, and even if Cui Cong went out, it would be of no use and he would only lose his life for nothing.

Cui Cong, however, didn't even glance at Yang Shi, his face filled with anger.

"Now that things have come to this, why are you still saying these things? If anything happens to my third sister, I will divorce you today."

"Brother, be careful what you say."

Cui Ying glared at her elder brother before turning to the tearful Yang Shi: "Sister-in-law, you don't need to blame yourself too much."

Seeing that Madam Yang was just burying her head and crying, she sighed softly, took out a bottle of medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis and handed it to Cui Cong, saying with a deeper meaning, "Actually, if I were your sister-in-law in that situation, I might not necessarily have a choice that would satisfy both of you."

"But"

Yang hesitated, unsure how to react, but Cui Ying went straight to the innermost room of the kitchen, touched the water in the bathtub and said loudly, "Brother and sister-in-law, there's nothing to do tonight, you should go back and rest. I'll just take a bath by myself."

Cui Cong hesitated for a moment while holding the porcelain bottle, but in the end he took Yang's hand and they left the kitchen one after the other.

Just as Cui Ying was about to take a long-awaited hot bath, another figure suddenly walked in from outside.

Without turning her head, she immersed herself in the warm water, closed her eyes, and lazily said, "Second sister, I want you to scrub my back."

"You're such a grown-up, why do you still act like a child and love to act cute?"

Cui Lin placed a set of clothes on the rack next to her, then took a clean towel and stood by the bathtub with Aunt Xiang. She rolled up her sleeves and gently wiped the girl in front of her.

After a long while, Cui Ying finally let out a comfortable groan: "Second sister, be gentle, it tickles."

Another silence fell, then the sound of water droplets rolling down the wall filled the air. After a long while, Cui Lin finally found her voice:

"Third sister, your injury must hurt a lot, right? It's all my fault for being useless. I couldn't help you at all and always left you to face danger alone."

"Second sister, don't cry, I really don't hurt."

After Cui Ying comforted her second sister, a sliver of golden light appeared on the horizon outside.

But she had only been lying in her room for a short while when she was awakened by a deafening roar.

As she sat up abruptly, a drop of water fell on her forehead and then slid down her cheek.

She looked up and saw lightning flashing wildly across the sky, and a fierce and torrential thunderstorm.

"Splash~ Splash"

In a short while, all the chirping of insects and birds outside disappeared, leaving only the torrential rain falling all around and the noisy sound of it hitting the roof.

"Third sister, it's raining."

Cui Yue, who was next to her, also sat up from the bed, clutching her small blanket. She yawned, had dark circles under her eyes, and was staring blankly at the rain curtain on the roof, her hands supporting her chin.

"Ah."

Cui Ying nodded in a muffled voice, feeling dizzy and weak in her hands and feet.