The last person who tried to negotiate with me has already been reduced to ashes. With that, Qilian curved his lips into a slight smile, looking at him with amused interest, as if to say that whether you negotiate or not makes no difference. You only have a choice to cooperate, or else you will be reduced to ashes. Tong You forced a smile. I can at least try to negotiate? (Middle finger) You are the big boss, and you are amazing. Qilian said indifferently, You may. Really? Tong You hopped over to the space beside Qilian’s leg. You aren’t tricking me, are you? Just a moment ago, you said the last person who tried to negotiate with me has already been reduced to ashes. Qilian lowered his gaze and placed his hand on Tong You’s head. Although this seat’s words are generally unreliable, I haven’t sunk so low as to lie to a newborn beast. Tong You turned his head to the side, not resisting Qilian’s petting. Hmph, empty words carry no weight. Unless you write me a formal IOU, I won’t believe you. Qilian laughed, his palm rubbing against Tong You’s head. If I were to go back on my word, a written agreement wouldn’t be of any use anyway. I knew it. Tong You was left speechless. A crisp, long rumble echoed from the little beast’s stomach. Hearing this sound, Tong You’s heart tightened, and his ears instantly drooped. It really had to make a sound at the worst possible time. Tong You asked, I am hungry. Is there anything to eat? Hmm? Qilian raised an eyebrow slightly. I forgot, someone as mighty as you probably doesn’t need to eat. What do you call it, fasting, right? Qilian replied, You can do that too. I do not want to, as I have not finished growing yet. The major events of life, eating and sleeping, cannot lack a single one. No food. Then do you have any delicious stones? When I first met those immortal cultivators, they gave me a few delicious stones. They were super tasty. Just thinking about it made Tong You’s mouth water a little. Eating those things made him feel full of energy all over, and they were even a bit addictive. Yes, as much as you want. Qilian pulled Tong You’s ears up straight. Hmm, they still look better standing up. Tong You’s eyes shone brightly. However, after saying he would give him as much as he wanted, Qilian just kept petting him without the slightest intention of handing over any delicious stones. Tong You offered a polite reminder: Hey, haven’t you petted enough? One pet per delicious stone, so please settle the bill first. Qilian was slightly surprised, raised his lips, and smiled. You are so good at business. Do you even want your life? I do, of course I do! I am just doing this to survive. Tong You’s tone grew increasingly serious. Qilian moved his hand away from Tong You’s head, and a wisp of black Qi coiled around his hand. In the blink of an eye, a pale yellowish-white cloth pouch appeared in his hand. The pouch was completely flat, looking as though it contained nothing at all. Could this possibly be the legendary interspatial pouch? Tong You tilted his head, staring closely at the bag. Seeing him so fascinated, Qilian suddenly took it upon himself to tease him. He held the pouch and slowly waved it up, down, left, and right, causing Tong You’s head to follow its movements. After a good while, Qilian finally snapped out of it, stamped his foot, and said, Damn it, are you teasing a cat? Tong You was a little angry, his chest rising and falling heavily. Wait a minute, am I not acting like a beggar right now? Is getting angry going to make things awkward? Qilian held the pouch upside down and shook it. Suddenly, numerous spirit stones of various colors rolled out from the pouch, piling up into a small mountain right in front of Tong You. This is it! Wags tail. Why do you have so many? When I watched those immortal cultivators give me a few to eat, it looked like their hearts were breaking and they were almost about to cry. These are called spirit stones, and they can be used to enhance cultivation, Qilian explained. Tong You blinked his eyes. Oh, so you are giving me such a huge pile. Does your heart not ache? Qilian replied, I have plenty of them. This storage pouch contains countless spirit stones. If you want to eat them, just take them yourself. With that, Qilian tossed the pouch right at Tong You’s feet. So wealthy, Tong You sighed in admiration. Just as he was about to praise this guy for being pretty nice, Tong You looked down and suddenly saw his own furry paw pads. He picked one up and flexed it. It was indeed quite pretty, except… Have you ever considered that I do not have hands? Tong You lifted his paw. That is your own problem. Qilian changed his posture and closed his eyes. This seat is tired. Play by yourself. Tong You lowered his head and began munching on the spirit stones. Forget it, with such a massive pile of good stuff, who cares about hands or no hands? With every single bite, Tong You could feel a current of energy coursing through his entire body. It felt exceptionally comfortable, akin to taking a nap while soaking in a hot spring. Before long, Tong You had stuffed all of them into his belly. Hmm, I feel like I have an endless supply of energy coursing through me. They truly are wonderful items! Spirit stones can help cultivators enhance their cultivation. I wonder if my own cultivation can be enhanced, but how is one supposed to cultivate anyway? With these thoughts in mind, Tong You raised his head to look at the resting man. I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse. Tong You let out a sleepy yawn. I am getting a bit tired too. He held the storage pouch in his mouth, walked to a spot right below Qilian, laid the pouch down, and curled up on top of it. Feeling secure, he drifted off to sleep. A century ago, subterranean entities in the Demon Realm experienced frequent turbulence, plunging everyone into panic. The descent of this entity would inevitably shatter the existing peace of the Six Realms and trigger turmoil in the political landscape of the Demon Realm. For the safety of the Demon Realm’s citizens, Demon Saint Yun Ning secretly practiced forbidden sorcery, using herself as a covenant to plant a blood curse to reinforce the seal, and thereafter relied on life-extending methods to survive. The demon witch carefully scrutinized the small beast before her and said in astonishment, This is a young Luwu beast! Old crone has only ever seen one in ancient texts. She could not help reaching out a hand to touch it. Qilian asked, After using it to cultivate the medicine, will it still be able to live? The demon witch withdrew her hand, recovering from her shock to answer, It will live, it can live! Luwu possesses immense power, holding the ability to manipulate forests and restore all vegetation and life. Even as a young beast, its abilities should not be underestimated. Furthermore, Luwu is a divine beast. Using it to cultivate medicine will only yield greater benefits. Qilian said indifferently, Hmph, then feed it the sacrificial blood. Cultivating medicine meant finding a powerful living subject and parasitizing a refined medicinal formula within its body. The parasitic medicine would slowly consume the living subject’s soul, blood, and cultivation to achieve the maximum potency of the medicine. Qilian carried the unconscious little furry ball back, but just as he took a step forward, he stopped. Demon witch, what should be said and what should not be said, you should know. This old crone understands, the demon witch replied, bowing slightly. If others were to find out that an ancient divine beast, the Luwu, had appeared inside the Demon Palace of the Demon Realm, it would inevitably cause massive chaos. Tsk, it hurts so much. Tong You felt a bit dizzy from the pain. He raised a paw to touch his throbbing head, and the moment he curled his claw, a stabbing jolt of pain completely snapped him awake. Oh crap, that is the exact same feeling from earlier. Lowering his paw to take a look, Damn it, why is my paw swollen? Seeing both of his paws swollen up, Tong You found it hard not to wonder what he had run into. He gently licked his paw, carefully searching for the wound while using his saliva to disinfect it. Well, well, well, someone is trying to assassinate me, he muttered indistinctly. As Tong You kept licking, his tongue brushed against a hard object, thin and long. It felt rather like a needle. He continued licking, pressing down the surrounding fur. Holy crap, it really is! So thin, who is trying to harm me? Tsk, damn it, who is so malicious? Tong You gritted his teeth through the pain and bit down to pull the needle out. Looking at his swollen paw, Tong You thought: Could it be that guy? But that should not be right. This guy does not seem that despicable. Where is everyone? Tong You turned his head to look around, only to discover that he was not lying on the throne anymore, but on a bed instead. He started in surprise as a sudden realization hit him. The storage pouch! Where is my storage pouch? Tong You leaped up, hoisting his swollen paw, and turned around to check whether the storage pouch he had been lying on was still there. Seeing the pouch flattened underneath him, he finally let out a sigh of relief. Whew, good thing the pouch is still here, or else I would never forgive that guy. Qilian stared in silence. Wait, where is this place anyway? Is this that guy’s bedroom? Tong You picked up the storage pouch in his mouth, lifted his swollen paw, and hopped off the couch. He genuinely could not fathom why he had turned into a cripple just from taking a nap. Limping as he headed toward the door, a pretty young lady happened to walk in. Spotting the small beast carrying something in its mouth, she rushed right up to him. Wow, are you the little beast the Sovereign recently raised? Aww, you are so obedient and cute! Before Tong You could even react, the pretty young lady reached out and began rubbing and kneading him. Hey, can you not squish my handsome face? Tong You’s face distorted continuously. Tong You shook his body, used the opening to dash back a few steps, and watched her alertly. Do not be afraid. My name is Shiyuan, and I was ordered by the Sovereign to take care of you. Who? Who is the Sovereign? Tong You was a bit confused. Could it be that guy? Tong You probed tentatively: Um, big sister, who is your Sovereign? Seeing the pretty sister’s gentle smile without any verbal response, Tong You realized: she probably did not have high enough cultivation yet, which meant she could not hear him speak. Since she could not hear him speak, could he find a way to make her hear him? Tong You closed his eyes and chanted every spell he could possibly think of: Hmm, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother of the West, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Mani Mani Mani… Let her hear me speak! Can you hear me? He squinted one eye, observing Shiyuan’s reaction on the opposite side. Her expression suddenly turned to shock: I can actually understand what the little beast is saying? Did my cultivation break through? Tong You asked: Big sister, can you hear me now? Shiyuan nodded in silent confirmation. I want to ask, who did you say told you to take care of me earlier? The Sovereign, of course. Then this Sovereign is… Shiyuan said, The one who brought you back is our Sovereign. Did you not know? Tong You shook his head. Forget about the person, he did not even know where this place was. No, I still need to gather some information, or I will not even know how I end up dying. Then can you tell me about the Sovereign and this place? Of course I can. C-can I hold you? Shiyuan asked. Whatever. Then let us sit down, and I will tell you all about it slowly. Shiyuan stepped right in front of Tong You, squatted down, and gently scooped him up in her arms. So soft, I want to nuzzle it. Shiyuan told Tong You a whole bunch of things, but much of it was useless. The ultimate takeaway was simply this: he, the man who brought me back, the Sovereign, was none other than Qilian, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.
Chapter 2
Forced To Live In A Heated kang Bed In The World Of Xianxia