The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

Thinking of this, Rong Xiu felt terrible. He looked at the Chihuahua that Rong Ling had brought back and slapped it away.

Rong Ling was startled by the slap. He stared blankly at Rong Xiu with wide eyes, and after a moment, he reacted slowly, looking like he was about to cry, and asked in a accusing tone, "Rong Xiu, what are you doing?"

"If you don't like it, just say so. You're just jealous because you see me playing well with the little fox. If you won't forgive me, fine. I'm not playing with you anymore. I don't want to stay in the palace."

After Rong Ling finished speaking, she turned around and ran out. Rong Xiu looked on with a headache. He didn't want Rong Ling to get close to Tian Shu anymore.

He didn't know the situation before, but now that he knows the ending, he only wants to save his people, especially his uncle who died unjustly because of Tian Shu.

He jumped off the bed and quickly grabbed Rong Ling. Rong Ling struggled awkwardly for a moment before looking at him angrily and saying, "Why are you pulling me?"

"You don't like me anymore, and I'm not your favorite younger brother anymore. You even complain about the things I give you, so why are you still dragging me along?"

"I knew you were just jealous because I didn't study as hard as you or practice as diligently as you. You just love hanging out with Wei Ping, it's only because he's good at kung fu. You're so annoying."

It was rare for Rong Xiu to see Rong Ling complain like this, so he was stunned for a moment before he laughed in exasperation. He had almost forgotten that Rong Ling was a troublemaker when she was a child, always trying to get attention and make herself known, just like a flamboyant peacock.

He gets angry if you don't agree with what he says, and he gets angry if you don't praise what he does.

Rong Xiu pulled the person back, then bent down to pick up the Chihuahua from the ground: "Is this the same one you gave me as everyone else's?"

Rong Ling's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this, and her tone was tinged with smugness: "Of course it's different. Yours is bright red, and it has the fiercest expression. It's different from the others."

Rong Xiu said "Oh" and asked, "Why was mine the fiercest?"

Rong Ling gave him a "you're so stupid" look and said, "Haven't you heard people say that the fiercer the beast, the better it can ward off evil and disaster? Things haven't been peaceful outside lately, so of course I'm giving you this to protect you."

Rong Xiu was quite touched, thinking that Rong Ling had indeed been the same person since childhood, with a temper that came and went quickly, and a straightforward and honest personality.

Before he could say anything, he heard Rong Ling ask with expectant eyes, "Brother, tell me, between me and Wei Ping, who do you like best?"

Rong Xiu: "..."

So you were concerned about this before.

Looking at Rong Ling's small, chubby, pink face, Rong Xiu couldn't bear to see him angry, so he could only say, "You are my own brother, no one else can compare."

No sooner had I finished speaking than I felt my neck being tightly gripped, and the little brat suddenly jumped into my arms, hugging my neck and acting all cute.

Rong Xiu led Rong Ling up the city wall of the imperial city. From a distance, they could vaguely see the bustling crowds in the distance, which was the newly built Goddess Temple at the foot of Tianqiong Mountain.

And Rong Jing was there.

Rong Xiu looked thoughtful. He needed to think of a way to bring Rong Jing back. Moreover, that little fox was not easy to deal with. Even though Tian Shu did not have great cultivation at that time and could not transform into human form, it was still a ticking time bomb.

Rong Xiu vaguely remembered that when the Western Kingdom was being devoured by demons, she seemed to be one of the helpers.

In the end, she broke through the barrier of the Western Kingdom, causing everyone to perish here.

Rong Ling looked into the distance, then turned to Rong Xiu: "Brother, did you come here to wait for Wei Ping?"

Rong Xiu paused for a moment, then chuckled: "Why would I wait for him?"

Rong Ling: "You forgot? He went to Yizhou with his father to suppress bandits half a month ago. I overheard them talking to the Emperor a couple of days ago. They're probably coming back in the next couple of days."

After saying that, Rong Ling stared at Rong Xiu with wide eyes and snorted: "Royal brother, look at him. You are usually so good to him, but he doesn't come back for your birthday and doesn't give you any gifts. You should just stop being friends with him."

Rong Xiu saw through Rong Ling's little scheme. He patted his head and said, "You seem to have grown quite a bit taller."

Rong Ling pouted: "You're only just realizing this now? Your royal uncle figured it out a long time ago."

Rong Xiu looked into the distance. Not far from the imperial city was a vast, empty plain, facing the distant Tianqiong Mountain.

He looked at the rosy sunset on the horizon, patted Rong Ling on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, it's getting dark. We'll have dinner with Father and Mother tonight."

Rong Ling glanced at their retreating figures, then at the quiet distance, and guessed that they probably wouldn't be coming back today.

He jogged after him, calling out, "Brother, are you really going to have dinner with Father and Mother? I'm still angry with them."

"If you're not going, I'll go myself."

Rong Ling, probably afraid of being alone, followed along because she was unhappy.

"No, wait for me, I'll go, okay? Let me tell you, I'm only going because of you."

Rong Xiu walked very slowly. He looked at the place that had become a pile of bones and filled with ghostly energy, but now it seemed to have come back to life as if withered trees had been reborn. He felt an uncontainable joy of having something lost and then regained.

...

“…caw…caw…” A few hoarse cries of crows rang out in the quiet night, carrying a sinister and eerie tone.

Feng Xun was the first to notice something was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw that Rong Xiu was in a strange state. He was surrounded by a barrier and was trembling in pain. A demon with a human body and a fox face was reaching out with a pair of hands with sharp nails to guide Rong Xiu's soul at the top of his head.

Feng Xun immediately conjured his own sword and thrust it forward, startling the demon. The demon instantly bared its teeth at him with resentment and then hurriedly came to deal with Feng Xun.

Song Ke woke up when she heard the noise. She saw the two fighting in the courtyard outside, and she rushed to Rong Xiu. She looked at him deeply and then looked surprised.

Because she saw another wandering soul at Rong Xiu's Heavenly Gate.

Why is it called a wandering spirit? Because its eyes were dull and devoid of any emotion, like a wooden figure, wandering aimlessly.

The monsters outside were no match for Feng Xun, even though he was injured.

Just as Song Ke was about to turn around and leave, her expression changed again the moment she looked up.

The statue in the center of the hall was gone. She hurriedly ran to the door to take a look and sure enough, she saw that the demon's attire, which was the opponent of Feng Xun, looked familiar.

She asked, "Feng Xun, is she that statue?"

The moment Feng Xun turned his head, he saw a red blur pass by him and head straight for Song Ke.

Song Ke was startled when she saw this. She shouted at Feng Xun with disbelief as she turned to close the door.

"...What...what the hell is this thing?"

"Can she see me?"