“What are you doing?” When Meng Qi turned her head, she saw Su Junmo strode towards Xiao Qi. His hand almost touched the little tiger’s head. But before they really made contact, he retreated abruptly as if being burnt.

“No-nothing.” It was the first time that Su Fox, who has always been able to speak incessantly for hours, stuttered and hesitated with his words. He stepped back and looked at the little white tiger with some doubt and uncertainty.

Xiao Qi had laid down again lazily, his jaw resting on his uninjured paw, while the injured one was wrapped in soft silk cloth. His azure eyes lightly glanced at Su Junmo, as if nothing has happened.

“…Nothing.” Su Junmo murmured slowly.

Meng Qi had jumped between Su Junmo and Xiao Qi, staring at the man alertly.

“This…this guy…” Su Jun stammered, not knowing how to ask. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Did he make a mistake? The star shadow formation inside this little white tiger’s eyes was the one possessed only by the celestial demon’s white tiger clan. His Lord also had a similar Big Dipper’s formation in his eyes.

So this little guy…

Could he be…

Su Junmo glanced at Meng Qi briefly, but very quickly turned it away.

Meng Qi still looks very young, ah. Seventeen or eighteen, and her facial feature still retains some childishness. But the Lord…the Lord actually did that to her!

Su Junmo silently screamed inside his heart, but didn’t dare to really say it aloud. After a while, his complicated mood finally calmed a bit. He took a deep look at Meng Qi, who firmly covered the little white tiger behind her back. Her posture was as if…protecting her cub?!

Su Junmo took a deep breath and finally managed to utter some words: “I…I’m leaving!”

Meng Qi didn’t reply as she silently watched Su Junmo turned away in a hurry. The man quickly jumped out of the tent. His steps seemed a little flustered, and his feet were staggered when he left. The sound of footsteps did not go far, so he must be staying near the tent.

Meng Qi turned her head and looked at Xiao Qi, who was lying lazily on the bed. Did Su Fox find anything? She thoughtfully pondered.

No, it shouldn’t be so. With his character, if he really found out something, he wouldn’t be able to keep silent.

Meng Qi turned to rub Xiao Qi’s head. She lowered her head and looked into the little guy’s eyes: “Did he discover your identity?” Meng Qi asked with some uncertainty.

Su Junmo went in too fast just now. She didn’t have time to return Xiao Qi into the beast house. Moreover, it was a known fact among the disciples of Qingfeng Valley and Fentian Palace that she kept a little white tiger.

She simply couldn’t hide Xiao Qi’s existence. Instead of hiding him in panic and let Su Junmo became suspicious, she might as well boldly showed his presence. That guy’s current cultivation level was similar to Elder Xun Yan. Since the elder wasn’t able to see through Xiao Qi’s identity, Su Junmo should also be deceived.

Xiao Qi tilted his head slightly to rub against Meng Qi’s palm.

“Ah…” Meng Qi couldn’t help but smile when the soft fur rubbed her fingers. She was indeed tired, so she turned over and lay on the bed, with Xiao Qi in her arms. The tents available on the battle camp were simple, and the bed was just an ordinary single bamboo bed.

“I will sleep for a while.” Meng Qi yawned and slowly closed her eyes. Her breathing gradually became longer. Like they always did in Qingfeng Valley, Xiao Qi also leaned on her arms and quickly fell asleep.

…

Outside the tent, Su Junmo did not leave. He paced back and forth, very curious but didn’t know who to inquire. After all, he didn’t dare to directly ask the Lord at the cost of his life.

After seemingly hundreds of laps, a cold voice suddenly rang from behind: “What are you doing here?” Chu Tianfeng and Qin Xiumo walked towards Su Junmo, both looked at him with a full alert.

“You two finally came.” Su Junmo jumped to Chu Tianfeng’s side. They spent several days wandering together in the mountains and forests. His real personality has long been exposed to these two young men, so he didn’t hold back at all: “Do you know that Meng Qiqi has a little white tiger?” Su Junmo asked.

“I know.” Chu Tianfeng nodded, his eyes flashed with vigilance, “When Meng Qi went to gather medicinal plant, she picked an injured little white tiger from a valley near her sect.” He suddenly felt a little proud. Was this considered a secret between him and Meng Qi? “I was with her at the time. Do you have any problem?”

“Is that little white tiger a spirit beast?”

“Yes.” Chu Tianfeng said, “The little tiger was injured by something. Meng Qi pitied it and took it back to treat its injuries. It looks a lot better recently, and she must be preparing to make it her spirit pet.”

“So he isn’t being born from Meng Qi—” Su Junmo suddenly shut up.

“Are you crazy?” Although Su Junmo didn’t finish his words, Chu Tianfeng still guessed his mind, “How is it possible?! Meng Qi only found it not too long ago, around one month ago.”

“So that’s it…” Su Junmo nodded a bit dazedly. Just now, he had made up a terrifying scenario: his Majesty Demon Monarch and his runaway wife with their cub. In short, all kinds of sadomasochistic events full of deep misunderstanding, love, lingering, and parting.

But it turned out the little guy was picked up.

Did he see it wrong just now?

Su Junmo turned to look at Meng Qi’s tent. In fact, the star shadow formation he saw inside the little white tiger’s eyes only flashed momentarily and disappeared as fast as it appeared.

However, Su Junmo always took pride in his eyes and ears, so he shouldn’t be wrong. Su Junmo frowned. The white tiger clan, even among celestial demon nobility, was ranked royal. From every ten successive Demon Monarchs, four were selected from the white tiger clan. Even the current Monarch, his Lord, was the white tiger’s sovereign.

White tiger clan was very powerful, but their members were equally scarce. Using the Demon Realm’s method of calculating age, the Lord reached adulthood thousands of years ago and had become the sovereign of his clan for nearly five hundred years. Yet, he still lacked a spouse. Let alone spouse, countless young, beautiful, enchanting female demons did everything they can to become the Lord’s mistress. But the Lord never spared them a single glance. Naturally, he was still childless.

However, Su Junmo couldn’t even remember the last time he had seen a celestial demon’s white tiger cub.　So, he might really be wrong. Su Junmo shook his head, feeling ridiculous. The Lord didn’t care; why should a subordinate like himself be anxious?

Su Junmo and the other two hadn’t talked for long when the door of the largest tent where the Qingfeng Valley disciples gathered suddenly flipped open. Qingfeng Valley’s sect leader and Lu Qingran walked out side by side, followed by Lan Zhuxuan.

Lu Zhuxuan was so energetic that others couldn’t tell that she had just been severely injured. The disciples who have been waiting outside quickly swarmed in and greeted the sect leader. In an instant, the place became lively.

Chu Tianfeng frowned. No wonder that even Elder Xun Yan, who has always been good-natured and amiable, looked down on Qingfeng Valley and scolded them so harshly. From top to bottom, this sect was really useless. They were still in the wild, far away from the sect. Chu Tianfeng knew that the red fox young master and his subordinates who committed the sneak attacks had been dealt up with. But these people didn’t know. Not only the young disciples but even the sect leader also seemed to have completely forgotten the danger. Even since the previous commotion, not a single one took vigilance….no!

Chu Tianfeng’s gaze slowly moved to the camp’s entrance. There, Elder Yan Mingfeng sat cross-legged. A dark brown small tripod was floating beside him.

“Of course I’m alright!” Lan Zhuxuan’s voice was loud with excitement, “Does she think that we can only wait to die without her? Junior sister Lu’s talent is far above her. Anything she can do, junior sister Lu obviously also able to.”

“Senior sister Lan.” Lu Qingran shook her head and spoke softly, “You shouldn’t say that. If it wasn’t for junior sister Meng who discovered that you were injured by the immortal devouring vine, I wouldn’t be able to come with a cure so quickly. So in this matter, junior sister Meng still has the greatest contribution.” She sighed slightly, “I really shouldn’t question junior sister like that. But I really can’t accept others say something bad about Master.”

“How can it be!” Lan Zhuxuan quickly rebutted. “If it wasn’t for her idea to find the five elements blue crane, which affected your way of thinking, you might have come out with our cure a long time ago, and we didn’t need to spend so much time in worry.” Her voice grew louder and louder. In the end, she was practically yelling hard.

Qin Xiumo stared coldly: “Keep your voice down.”

Lan Zhuxuan turned pale. This Qin Xiumo had taught her a lesson twice, and she was a little afraid of him.

She subconsciously leaned towards the sect leader and Lu Qingran, then glared at Qin Xiumo and said loudly, “I heard from junior sister Lu, it seems that something went wrong with your cultivation? But why are you asking for Meng Qi’s treatment? Do you think she really can heal you? She is still in the Qi Condensation stage, her cultivation base is not even as good as mine, and she just started learning medical cultivation half a year ago. She simply likes to scare people to disguise her real ability. Our junior sister Lu is obviously far better than her. Just let junior sister Lu to give you a treatment. Maybe you will get better sooner. ”

Lu Qingran blushed, she quickly glanced at Qin Xiumo before pulling Lan Zhuxuan’s sleeves: “Senior Sister Lan, don’t say that. Junior sister Meng’s ability is also very good.”

“How good can she be? I heard junior brother said that Fentian Palace’s three disciples treated by her are still soaking in the stinky blood.” Lan Zhuxuan sneered, “We are much better, and don’t have to endure that kind of pain.”

“Hey!” Lan Zhuxuan looked at Qin Xiumo again, “Are you really not going to let junior sister Lu to take a look at your injury? Be careful, you might be fooled by Meng Qi. She is very pretentious. Maybe your condition is not serious at all.”

With a soft buzzing sound, Qin Xiumo’s natal long sword appeared next to him. He didn’t even say a single word of warning, and directly sent the sword to break through the air. Qingfeng Valley’s disciples only saw a flash of silver light rushing towards them.

“Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!” The sect leader suddenly shouted. She quickly threw a magic tool into the air. With a loud ‘clang,’ the magic tool was chopped in half and fell to the ground. Yet, Qin Xiumo’s sword was simply skewed its direction and directly slanted across Lan Zhuxuan’s head.

“Ahhhhh——” Lan Zhuxuan almost fainted in shock. She didn’t expect that this handsome man, who looked like a demon god in his black attire, actually really dared to attack her so mercilessly in the sect leader’s presence.

Lan Zhuxuan’s hair was shaved off and slowly falling in the air. The sword returned to its master side, floating silently. However, Qin Xiumo’s eyes looking at Qingfeng Valley’s people were even colder than the tip of his sword.