Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Ruan Ayao was listening with great interest.

She gave Zhu Wuyao a look, signaling her to put away her cold aura for now and listen a little longer.

Radish in the room was a little puzzled, looking around but finding nothing unusual.

Believe it or not, the story of going to Jiguanshan to eliminate the mountain monster, after being "artistically embellished" by Radish, sounds exceptionally epic.

Apart from Zhu Wuyao himself, who knew the truth, the other two were also fooled.

Ruan Ayao hadn't expected that this little demon, despite not being highly skilled, had experienced quite a lot.

Judging from his appearance, he has traveled to many places across the country.

He even has human friends?

Unfortunately, in the end, they parted ways because of their own interests, which is truly regrettable.

Ah, the world of martial arts...

That's how it went, full of ups and downs.

Ruan Ayao felt a pang of emotion as she looked at the little demon in the room and sensed a sense of loneliness and wandering.

Not only her, but even Ge Mingsheng was fooled into it.

Although reason tells her that there shouldn't be a season where "autumn is in full swing, the cold wind is biting, and heavy snow is about to fall," this logic is clearly flawed.

But its emotions were spot on.

In literary creation, sometimes logic is sacrificed for emotion; perhaps this is just an artistic expression?

It must be said that this fake Taoist priest seemed to have genuine feelings; the emotions and grievances he expressed did not seem fake.

It may indeed be true.

Ge Mingsheng was well aware that the Taoist priest's values ​​were wrong, but in order to get information out of the silent Taoist priest on the beam, he pondered for a long time and comforted him:

Don't be too sad.

"What does your friend look like? What is his cultivation level? If you happen to meet him in the martial world, I can pass on your message."

Since Luo Bo's cultivation level increased and he transformed into human form, his past memories have become clear.

I remember that when I was in Beixuan City, Zhu Wuyao used the name "Master Wuyan".

Now that I've heard someone using the same name to travel the world, I'm naturally curious to see if it's someone I know.

But it figured it was probably not the same person.

Although Luo Bo is quite well-connected in Tongzhou, he hasn't seen the latest rumors about Luo Ye Yao Qiu because he's been busy lately and needs to avoid being tracked.

I feel that I have had many extraordinary experiences to get to where I am today.

She was just an ordinary human being, how could her cultivation level suddenly increase after disappearing for many years?

How many spirit herbs would that take?

Although he had a vague feeling that it might be the same person, because of his resentment, Radish immediately put on a slightly disdainful smile and said:

"She was extremely poor, and didn't even have a good weapon. She could only use a broken sword all day long. She made a living in the martial arts world, and she couldn't earn much money in a day."

As the imposter Taoist priest narrated, Ge Mingsheng successfully sketched out the image of this "friend" in his mind.

They were generally people who wore tattered clothes, had broken and ripped weapons, were always hungry, and could only sleep in roofless houses if they didn't have friends to help them.

With his cleverness, he can get by in the mortal world, but if placed in the cultivation world, his mediocre skills would make him no match for anyone.

He could only be chased from here to there, like a wanderer in the martial world.

Ge Mingsheng sighed inwardly—

Among those in the cultivation world, some are as majestic as the Silent Daoist, capable of helping the world; while others are like the imposter Daoist's friend, possessing nothing.

The radish continued its weaving, saying smugly:

"It's me, now that I'm successful, who still remembers an old friend and wants to give her a hand, if she knows what's good for her—"

Radish's words came to an abrupt halt.

It felt the chilly night breeze suddenly freeze the whole room, and no matter how enthusiastically it chatted, it couldn't dispel the cold.

This feeling...this feeling is just like that sword strike I received back then!

A flash of sword light streaked before his eyes, startling Radish so much that he jumped up, kicking over the stool. A voice echoed eerily in his ear:

"If I know what's good for me... what then?"

At Ruan Ayao's urging, Zhu Wuyao withdrew the chill emanating from his body, wanting to give it another chance to turn back.

To everyone's surprise, not only did Luo Bo not repent, but he also dared to continue spreading rumors!

"You...you, you!"

Although its appearance was concealed, its sharp eyes spotted the broken sword in Zhu Wuyao's hand and heard Ge Mingsheng's words—

"The Silent Daoist Master".

What's there to not understand!

Just as Lord Ye loved dragons in the past, now Luo Bo and Zhu Wuyao unexpectedly meet.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said:

"You're setting me up!"

Zhu Wuyao straightened the long bench, sat down at the table, slammed the Wufeng sword on the table, and said:

"If I hadn't wanted to see what you were really like, I wouldn't have known that you would talk about me like this behind my back!"

Now that we've met, we should naturally clear up any past misunderstandings.

Zhu Wuyao explained the "missed opportunity" of the past in just a few words.

However, the true identity of the radish was never revealed, after all, times have changed, and now it is at least a Foundation Establishment stage demon.

Ruan Ayao glanced at the imposter Taoist priest huddled in the corner, then turned to look at Zhu Wuyao, and said with considerable surprise:

"The friend it mentioned who values ​​profit over friendship is actually you!"

Radish may seem unruly, but it is actually kind-hearted and a herbivore.

It didn't harbor much resentment towards Zhu Wuyao to begin with; it felt more aggrieved. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, it still feels a bit awkward.

He slowly shuffled to the table and said:

"This is not the meeting I imagined at all!"

The reunion it longed for was one where Zhu Wuyao was down on her luck and in distress, and it displayed its divine power to save her from danger, after which Zhu Wuyao would be grateful to it and regret her past actions.

Then, remembering their past relationship, he gave her some rare and precious herbs.

But it's definitely not someone who was gossiping behind the scenes and was caught red-handed!

Zhu Wuyao tapped the table and said:

"sit."

She wanted to catch up with the old times, but something had been weighing on her mind for a long time—

Upon seeing it, Zhu Wuyao immediately understood what Ge Mingsheng meant by "this person has some contradictions" in his letter.

After the radish transformed into human form, it became impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

There is a slight blend of features in their appearance and demeanor.

This puzzled Zhu Wuyao.

Logically speaking, mules are creatures that, while unable to reproduce, do have a distinct sex.

Could it be that, like the legendary fox spirit, one can freely choose when transforming from beast form to human form?

Zhu Wuyao hesitated for a moment, then asked:

"Excuse me... what is your gender identity?"

This question was asked aloud.

Radish blushed instantly, as if its sore spot had been touched. It tremblingly raised its hand and pointed at Zhu Wuyao, saying:

"You...you're going too far!"

In a flash, Zhu Wuyao suddenly remembered everything.

In order to make them more usable, people often clean them up before selling them, regardless of the mules' own will.

I am deeply respectful.

No wonder he was able to perfectly transform after more than ten years of not seeing him. It turns out he had no other thoughts and was single-mindedly focused on cultivating the Tao!