Little Chick was trembling more vigorously in Su Jiaojiao's palm, acting coquettishly.
Su Jiaojiao's old face turned black! She stared at him with an unfriendly expression and asked, "Who did you learn these things from?"
You're a spiritual body with nothing, lacking the emotions animals possess. Do you think you should see what you've said?
"Su Jiaojiao, you forgot? You were tracking... no, you were following that attractive demonic cultivator named Lang Ya and his little fox, when they were on the mountain. That little fox said this... *whimper whimper whimper*."
Su Jiaojiao, let me go. After all, when that little fox said that, the demonic cultivator was in a good mood, smiling happily.
Why is your reaction different from that demonic cultivator's?
"Little Chick, I remember now. You're great! So you don't need to say any more." She suddenly felt a bit weary. What had she learned all day? Besides, this was all your fault anyway.
She no longer paid attention to his struggles. Instead, she clenched both hands tightly on Little Chick.
It was a painful memory. It was because Little Chick didn't understand this that he asked himself what they were doing in that situation. Although he used telepathic transmission, it still caused a spiritual power fluctuation that the demonic cultivator detected.
Imagine them two being busy with their lives. You were just spying on them, but the worst part was that the demonic cultivator himself discovered you.
That moment... face-to-face!
The scene was so awkward it couldn't be described! Thinking about it now, you could pick it apart with your toes.
Fortunately, they were demonic cultivators with little shame. Instead, they asked her if she wanted to join them.
I'm flabbergasted!
She was furious and enraged, then, without regard for their nakedness, she drew her blade and chased after them, hacking at them.
What a beautiful sight!
Since then, her reputation had plummeted further. Back at the sect, her fellow disciples looked at her with strange expressions.
She thought about this and her expression turned even more unfriendly. "Keep these words for Wu Yue to hear. He likes that sort of thing." Seeing Little Chick wriggling too much in her hands, she loosened her grip.
I don't want to hit you. Let Wu Yue teach you instead.
Little Chick, freed at last, felt guilty and kept a little distance from her master. Hearing this, they asked uncertainly, "Really?"
That perpetually stern-faced person, who rarely spoke more than a few words a month and would threaten to burn anyone who crossed them, actually liked this sort of thing?
After thinking hard, they recalled that no one had ever spoken to them like this before. That's why they always wore a scowl!
At that moment, Little Chick seemed to understand.
"You never lied to me?" Su Jiaojiao explained seriously. "Remember my master? The old man who took you out not long ago but disappeared after going to a secret realm. Every time I offered him something good, he'd refuse it. But when I actually gave it to him, he'd smile like that?"
Little Chick blinked. Suddenly, they recalled that smile—warm and gentle. "Yeah... that sounds familiar."
"So... Lang Ya and Little Chick are where? They told you to hide them so you wouldn't find them. But think—you're their master! How could they possibly not want you? So you need to use your own mind to discern their true intentions. Besides, I miss them too."
She even pretended to wipe her eyes.
"Yup! Braised rabbit meat, stewed wolf bones. Thinking about it, they should have no defensive array here. They're just my other two spirit beasts—a gray wolf and a white rabbit."
Little Chick hesitated, their fluttering wings dimming further. They asked, "Sorry, Master, I really can't say. When we first believed them, I made a vow. *sniff*"
Su Jiaojiao: *facepalms* All for nothing!
But she gently stroked the little spirit beast. "Okay, no need to blame you. Besides the meat, I also need wine and several bags of rice to take out. Hey... after this, you can go catch a few more guinea fowl for me to roast."
Strike while the iron's hot! Su Jiaojiao became more obedient with Little Chick.
"Yes, Master." To make up for their guilt, Little Chick flapped their wings vigorously and flew far away. For the rest of the time, they worked harder.
A flash of light brought them to the area designated by Little Chick for growing rice and fruit. Looking at the lush, green paddies, they could harvest again soon. Satisfied, they vanished into Space.
They picked up a telephone and called their father's workplace.
"Hello? Who is this?" The voice was cold and distant, lacking the warmth of family.
"Old Su, the weather is too hot. The meat won't keep. Would you like me to arrange a truck to bring it back?" Su Jiaojiao cut straight to the point.
The other end was silent for a long time. If not for the faint panting, Su Jiaojiao would have thought the line had disconnected.
"Would you like me to? If you don't, I'll have Grandpa come and get it." Su Jiaojiao made a show of hanging up. They were thinking the same thing—but could they tell them the truth? They had considered sneaking a spiritual root test, but every time such thoughts arose, they faced a warning from the Heavenly Dao.
What could they do? They were just as desperate! They couldn't tell their family about the meat without hiding it, and they had never felt so helpless.
"Ah, Jiaojiao my daughter... I wasn't thinking about what kind of car to take. What's the rush?" The other party wasn't thinking of anything else. The assistant who had almost reached the door now found the documents a bit warm. "Still, that wine... it's your father's business."
The assistant, who had been about to hand over the documents, now felt the papers were too hot. The urgency faded.
"Still, arrange a truck. Bring several pigs. Meet me at the crossroads in the back mountain of Small Tree Forest."
Hanging up, they slapped a temporary invisibility talisman on themselves and vanished in a flash.
Since the Heavenly Dao allowed them to reach Foundation Establishment, their basic techniques were permitted. The warnings were only against using them in front of people. The prohibition against altering others' fates and guiding them onto the path was absolute.
In the Small Tree Forest, they found a spot. With a wave of their hand, the items they had gathered appeared neatly on the ground.