After running for another incense stick’s worth of time, they spotted the He family’s Flying Boat field ahead and temporarily found a hidden spot to rest.
Bai Xiu glanced back and, seeing no pursuers, finally relaxed, taking out gauze from her Cosmos pouch to bandage her wounds temporarily.
The black-clad figure was also exhausted, tossing Schnauzer to the ground while panting heavily.
The foolish dog was still whimpering, so Xiao Zhuang quickly stepped forward and shoved a detox pill into its mouth.
Then, imitating an adult’s mannerisms, the little one clasped his hands and said, “Thank you, elder sister, for lending a hand. A chivalrous woman like you—noble, helpful, brave, resourceful, and immensely powerful—is truly rare in this world. Such great kindness need not be spoken of with mere thanks. May I ask your esteemed name? My brother and I will erect a longevity tablet in your honor to show our respect!”
Xiao Zhuang’s long string of flattery spilled out without any forethought, making Bai Xiu cover her face in embarrassment and even causing the black-clad figure’s mouth to twitch.
This little rascal was tiny, yet he spoke like a seasoned smooth-talker. If the rescuer had been thin-skinned, the effort would have been wasted; asking for even a single copper coin would feel ungrateful after such praise.
The black-clad figure didn’t correct him for calling her “elder sister” and instead pulled down her face covering.
Bai Xiu and Xiao Zhuang were both taken aback—she looked familiar, but they couldn’t recall where they’d seen her!
Bai Xiu, with her sharp eyes, tentatively asked, “Miss, are you acquainted with Young Master Xue?”
The black-clad figure smiled warmly, “I’m Rui’er’s mother. Thank you for not abandoning him!”
“Mother?”
“Oh, don’t be so formal! You two can just call me elder sister!”
The woman, who had seemed somewhat dignified moments before, blushed shyly upon being called “mother.” “Actually, I’m only sixty years old—still quite young!”
Xiao Zhuang couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. Sixty years old—in modern times, she could have been drawing a pension for a decade already. Probably nowhere but Tianjin would still call a sixty-year-old woman “elder sister”!
Bai Xiu, however, took it in stride, smoothly addressing her as “elder sister” and complimenting Young Master Xue’s mother on her youth and beauty, to the point where one might mistake her for Young Master Xue’s younger sister.
Xiao Zhuang thought this “sister” of the black dog wasn’t very reliable either—her son was lying on the ground covered in wounds, yet she had the leisure to exchange skincare tips with a male fox!
This Husky probably wasn’t her biological child; her heart was just too carefree.
Xiao Zhuang wasn’t the only one with this thought. Schnauzer, who had just woken up, also looked accusingly at her, “Mom, am I really your biological son? You only have me as your cub—aren’t you afraid I’ll die and no one will be left to care for you in your old age?”
Mo Qianqian snorted disdainfully, “Even if you don’t die, I can’t count on you to support me! You’re good at nothing and eat everything in sight. What else is there to praise about you besides your nice fur? As a pup, you were tricked out of your jerky; grown up, you’re swindled out of Spirit Stones. You’ve been kidnapped by demon traffickers seven times in a month. If I hadn’t been following you all along, you’d have been begging long before reaching Green Mountain Village. Haven’t you noticed your Spirit Stones keep increasing instead of decreasing? I sneak money into your Cosmos pouch every midnight, and you dare say I don’t care for you? I’d have less trouble raising a piece of barbecued pork than raising you!”
After Mo Qianqian’s outburst, Schnauzer immediately fell silent, the large Husky shrinking behind Xiao Zhuang as if trying to disappear.
After all, a mother’s heart is connected to her child’s. Despite Mo Qianqian’s harsh words, she still pulled out wound medicine from her Cosmos pouch and tossed it over.
Schnauzer looked pitiful but hadn’t actually sustained any bone or tendon injuries—it was merely superficial wounds.
While he was being beaten, Mo Qianqian had been watching from the shadows. Had her son’s foundation been at risk, she would have intervened immediately.
The reason she hadn’t rushed to rescue him was twofold: first, to teach the fool a lesson, and second, to test whether Xiao Zhuang and Bai Xiu were worth befriending.
As a demon cultivator who hadn’t achieved enlightenment, she could only send her son through the dimensional gate. The rest of his journey would depend on himself, and having two reliable friends would set her mind at ease.
Before Schnauzer could finish applying the medicine, the Wu family’s pursuers arrived again!
This time, the family head himself was leading the team. Over a dozen people quickly surrounded them.
Mo Qianqian frowned and quietly asked Bai Xiu, “Just how much did you guys take from them? This level of response seems excessive!”
Bai Xiu was also puzzled. They hadn’t touched the antiques or land deeds, only taking some Spirit Stones. Normally, a noble family shouldn’t go to such great lengths for this.
The treasured possessions of demon cultivator families were usually ancestral Demon Cores and secret manuals, typically stored in forbidden areas guarded by specialists, rarely kept in warehouses.
For some Spirit Stones to warrant the family head personally leading the chase… could those have been the family’s entire wealth?
Had they taken his life savings?
Wu Yun was currently furious enough to explode. Not only had these thieves dared to steal from his home, they had even used those despicable methods to bring shame upon the Wu family.
He didn’t even want to question where the stolen items were anymore – he just wanted to tear these people before him to pieces.
These guards accompanying the family head were clearly more advanced in cultivation than the previous ones. Without wasting words, Wu Yun immediately launched lethal attacks.
Only now did the group truly understand what the strength of a Golden Core great demon meant. Had Mo Qianqian not revealed her full power, they would have been instantly killed.
When Xiao Zhuang tried to repeat his previous trick and pulled out medicinal powder, Wu Yun’s sword flicked it away, splattering blood from his pale, tender hand.
Had Bai Xiu not timely pulled him back with her whip, his entire hand might have been severed.
The pain and blood from his hand left Xiao Zhuang bewildered. Hadn’t the System said his main body was tough and hard to injure?
The System sighed, “I said it’s difficult to injure, not that it can’t be injured. Family Head Wu has probably reached late Golden Core stage, and his sword is fused with rare treasures. Host, your cultivation is too low – you’re over ten minor realms below him. Getting wounded by him isn’t surprising.”
Xiao Zhuang grew truly anxious this time. “Then what should I do? Is there any life-saving method? Hurry up and give me one!”
Before the System could respond, the battlefield situation shifted again.
Even though Mo Qianqian was also at Golden Core stage, the gap between her and Family Head Wu was too great. Not only was her life-bound weapon shattered, she was kicked back five or six meters.
Wu Yun showed no mercy toward beauty – he aimed to kill while his opponent was vulnerable, thrusting his sword forward.
Schnauzer threw himself in front of his mother, about to be run through.
Wu Yun’s sword had already pierced his skin when suddenly, a golden light burst from his chest, repelling both Wu Yun and his sword.
A male figure gradually materialized from illusion, holding a snow-white long sword as he stood before the mother and son.
Xiao Zhuang’s jaw nearly dropped. This Husky could grow a living demon from his chest? What kind of miraculous skill was this?
Bai Xiu also stared wide-eyed in astonishment. This man was far too handsome!
Even though he always considered himself beautiful, he had to admit that compared to this man, he was mere trash.
Under the cold moonlight, the sword-wielding man wore only fiery red trousers, his bare feet like polished jade standing in stark contrast against the dark green grass.
Silver hair flowing, his sharply defined handsome face was filled with rage. A cold glint flashed through his slightly upturned phoenix eyes as he swung his sword, instantly slaying the five thugs before him.
Without moving an inch, the man had killed them with casually released Sword Qi.
Wu Yun immediately grew solemn. “Sword Qi taking form, soul shadow summoning—who are you?”
The man was as cold as jade, his voice equally chilling. “The dead need not know!”
Before the words faded, his jade-like foot stepped lightly, bringing him before Wu Yun in an instant.
The Golden Core great demon who had moments earlier rendered several opponents helpless was immediately sent flying by a single sword stroke.
Before he could even hit the ground, two more Sword Beams flashed through the air, and the esteemed Head of the Wu family fell dead on the spot.