The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Yun Yici watched as they were almost there, fearing that the demonic sable might cause some trouble again.

She followed up with the enchanted sable's question, "What place are you talking about? I'll think about it."

The sable demon thought it had a chance and pretended to be mysterious, saying, "Of course, it's a place with lots of treasures."

If he can't deal with that demon cultivator, surely he can handle this little brat?

Yun Yici had already flown to a distance not far from Xie Qianjue and the others, and kicked the unsuspecting demon sable directly.

He grabbed one end of the golden thread the instant the sable flew out.

Caught completely off guard, the demon sable was kicked away by her, flying in an arc towards Xie Qianjue and the others.

Upon seeing this, Mu Yunjian immediately flew over and grabbed the demon sable by the neck.

Now, Mu Yunjian had his neck grabbed, and Yun Yici was pulling on the golden thread binding his body. He was truly trapped with no way to escape!

The poor little mink was pinched so hard it almost brought tears to its eyes.

As soon as Yun Yici landed, it began to wail, "I only stole a piece of your meat, I didn't attack you on my own initiative."

"Little girl, I also said I'd take you to a nice place."

"You humans are too cruel."

Xie Shiqing got goosebumps when he heard this man's voice, which sounded like a little girl's, crying out.

He shook off the goosebumps on his body and asked, "This monster can speak human language. Is it really a ninth-tier monster? It doesn't seem like one at all to me."

That was too easy to catch them; it felt like they were completely at someone's mercy.

Xie Qianjue knew that this demonic sable was not inherently bad, and that it had only given up resistance by feigning misery because it could tell that they had no intention of killing it.

If they show any murderous intent or force it to acknowledge them as its master, this demonic weasel will fight to the death.

Fortunately, their goal was not to kill it.

Since Mu Yunjian has played the good cop, let him and Yun Yici play the bad cop.

Xie Qianjue said sternly, "Shi Qing, you must not speak carelessly in public."

After he finished speaking, he politely said to the sable in Mu Yunjian's hand, "We also saw that this secret realm was open, so we wanted to come in and try our luck. We did not mean to offend you, senior."

The sable almost couldn't help but curse.

Not meant to offend? Then why don't you make this demon cultivator put it down?

However, Xie Qianjue's attitude gave it new hope.

Its round, dark eyes darted around: "I originally only wanted to take this little girl to my treasure land."

"Since you're so sensible, I can take you all with me, but you'll have to offer me fifty roasted rabbits..."

Before it could finish speaking, Mu Yunjian's knuckles tightened, pinching its hind legs and causing it to kick and squeal.

Ning Tinglan was afraid that Mu Yunjian might accidentally strangle the demon weasel, so she quickly said, "Roasted rabbit is fine, but wasn't the meat of that wind beast good too?"

What tricked this demonic weasel out was the roasted meat of the Wind Beast.

Xie Qianjue also felt that fifty roasted rabbits were too many, and pleaded, "Meat from wild animals does indeed have a better flavor."

The demon weasel had nearly choked to death while eating the meat of the wind beast, leaving it with a lasting trauma.

After some haggling, he was nearly strangled to death by Mu Yunjian, so he listlessly followed these people to cultivate.

It just wants to get these people out of here as soon as possible.

Yun Yici looked at the little whirlwind in the distance and said to the demon sable, "Take us to the place you mentioned first."

This secret realm was not only entered by them, but also by disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect and other cultivators.

Continuing to slowly grill meat over a fire here might lead to unforeseen problems.

Yun Yici's words reminded Xie Qianjue and the others that they would be moving through the whirlwinds later, and Rong Xuan's thread was tied to the demon sable.

Seeing that these cultivators were about to remove the golden thread from its body, the weak and vulnerable demeanor that the demonic sable had previously feigned vanished without a trace.

Its fur suddenly bristled, and everyone heard a "pop" sound, followed by a burst of yellow gas from the tail of the demon sable.

The moment the poison gas spread, everyone seemed to hear Grandma's call.

Even in the twilight, he almost lost his grip on it.

Just before he was about to faint, Yun Yici was quick-witted and immediately took out the legendary Seven Emotions Gourd, which could supposedly collect anything, and gave the demon sable a good beating.

The demonic markings on the Seven Emotions Gourd's belly flashed, and the foul-smelling yellow poisonous gas was completely absorbed into the gourd.

Then, taking advantage of the fact that the demonic sable was still in shock, Yun Yici stepped forward and grabbed its chin.

With the gourd mouth facing the sable mouth, he directly chanted an incantation to activate the Seven Emotions Gourd to pour out poisonous gas, causing the demon sable to faint instantly.

Rong Xuan and Xie Qianjue were so stunned they almost threw up before they could react.

Xie Shiqing was still kneeling on the ground retching, and upon seeing this scene, he vomited again.

Ning Tinglan's face turned deathly pale from the fumes, not to mention Mu Yunjian, who was closest to the poisonous gas while holding the demonic sable.

He's the smelliest guy in the whole place right now.

He felt like chopping his own hand off.

Mu Yunjian, his face numb, clutched the unconscious, foaming-at-the-mouth weasel, completely forgetting his usual muttering: "Weasel my foot, this is clearly a weasel beast."

If he had known it was a skunk, he would never have grabbed it with his hands!

Xie Qianjue looked embarrassed: "It told me it was a mink."

Yun Yici coughed lightly: "This weasel has a rather unique appearance."

The stench wafted for miles around Mu Yunjian, and even after Yun Yici used more than a dozen cleaning spells on him, the stench still wouldn't go away.

Rong Xuan thoughtfully brought him new clothes to change into, but the stench was simply unbearable.

After everyone calmed down, they tacitly kept their distance from him.

The culprit was then tied up again with gold thread and thrown on the ground.

Xie Shiqing looked at the peacefully lying weasel that hadn't woken up for a long time and said speechlessly, "What do we do now? How can a demon beast be completely defenseless against its own attacks?"

Yun Yici looked up at the sky innocently: "It's like a poisonous snake accidentally biting its own tongue."

Crowd: 6

Having no other options, and seeing that waiting was pointless, Xie Qianjue thought it over and decided to lead the group to search for other opportunities in this place, based on his memory.

Upon re-entering the swirling area, where the sandstorm was too intense, Yun Yici borrowed a woman's shawl from Rong Xuan and wrapped it around her head and face.

Seeing this, Xie Qianjue and the others hesitated for a moment and then followed her example, covering their heads and faces, only barely revealing their eyes.

It must be said that although this method was a bit strange, it was surprisingly effective at blocking the wind and sand, and the group's travel speed was also greatly increased.

Before they had gone far, they ran into a group of five or six rogue cultivators.

The group of unaffiliated monks surrounded a young man with slicked-back hair and a powdered face.

The group was not wearing the robes of Nanhua Sect disciples, so their identities were not apparent.

The young man surrounded by the group of independent cultivators assumed that Yun Yici and his companions were also independent cultivators traveling together.

He looked disgusted when he saw the strange attire of the crowd and smelled the odor emanating from Mu Yunjian.

"You guys just crawled out of a cesspool, didn't you? What are you wearing? It's disgusting! Get out of here!"

Yun Yici walked ahead of the crowd. Upon hearing this, a flash of sword light appeared in his hand, and his figure moved like lightning, directly passing the scattered cultivators surrounding the young man and heading straight for his face.