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I woke up and wondered why the world felt different.
I was still in the building of 'Drunken Hero', but now I seriously doubted whether I had crossed over.
The Vampire Woman, who had been glaring at me just moments ago, was now lying on the ground, half of her body turned to char. She looked like she was struggling to breathe; she must have already contacted Yama by now, right? Soon, Black and White Impermanence should come to pick her up, shouldn't they?
And the Shaoming I wanted to save had already transformed from a vibrant young girl back into an adorable Loli. What a perfect reversal!
Then there was the handsome guy sitting not far away. To be honest, if I didn't know about his terrifying abilities, I would have thought he was just someone who came out to sell something—probably making quite a bit of money at it too.
"Oh my goodness." I mimicked Yueyue and slapped my forehead, expressing my feelings with a phrase from Hebei dialect: "What is going on here?"
"Where's Pixiu? Where did Pixiu go?" I needed to see Pixiu's face to perform an Exorcism.
"Over there." The Suspected Shaoming, or rather, the Loli version of him, pointed with her delicate finger towards a corner of the wall.
I looked in the direction of her finger and saw a very concealed Restriction in the corner. I was very familiar with this kind of Restriction. Wasn't this the work of a Pervert? Speaking of which, where was Pervert? He should have been right next to me just now.
"Your master has already left," said the man sitting not far away as he stood up. "I'm not very good at Restrictions, so you should handle it yourself."
"Who are you?" I didn't rush to break Pixiu's Restriction, but instead locked eyes with the man.
Although I already sensed that he meant no harm, having such a powerful figure nearby still made me uneasy. So I wanted to know a bit more about him.
"Me?" The man paused for a moment. "Just call me Golden Peng. That was my name when I was in the human realm."
The human realm? It seemed I was right; he probably wasn't someone who cultivated in the human world.
"Are you from the Ancient Court?"
"Not at all," Golden Peng said. "I have a long-standing friendship with your master. Is that enough information?"
I smiled broadly. "That's enough, Shishu."
This is what you call a routine! My goal from the beginning was just this. With someone as powerful as Golden Peng, having a connection with him could only be beneficial.
"You brat," Golden Peng paused, then realized, "Fine, Shishu it is. After all, I've already given you a meeting gift."
Meeting gift? What meeting gift? Yin Zheng'an had no idea that the golden Essence of Blood came from Golden Peng.
"Are you really Shaoming?" I looked down at the Loli.
The Loli appeared to be about 7 or 8 years old, her eyes sparkling, wrapped in a bathrobe that was completely mismatched for her. I had to lower my head to look at her.
"Yes, it's really me, Master," the Loli looked up at me.
Surprisingly, being called Master by this kind of Loli felt much more natural than when Shaoming called me Master before; at least I didn't find it off-putting. However, Shaoming actually didn't want to call me Master, so this Loli seemed less trustworthy.
"Why do I feel like you're not?" I squatted down and held the Loli's face, examining her closely.
"Are you looking for trouble, Yin?" the Loli dodged back, angry.
"K." I snapped my fingers. "Now that's more like it. How could Shaoming possibly call me Master in such a delicate manner?"
Silence from Shaoming.
Silence from Golden Peng.
In the corner, a Restriction was still there, and Pixiu was within the Restriction.
I tried to analyze the Restriction; it was very mysterious, a type I had never seen before. Although I could also set up Restrictions, mine were generally one-dimensional, either blocking sound or sight. But this Restriction was far beyond my capabilities.
"I might not be able to break this thing," I murmured.
"Then there's nothing we can do. Let's go; this Restriction's magic will probably fade away on its own eventually," Golden Peng waved his hand and was about to leave. "After all, that glutton won't starve."
A glutton really suited Pixiu.
"How long will it take for the magic to disappear?" I asked.
"Given the situation, probably over a decade. It shouldn't last too long."
Over a decade? For them, that wasn't too long, but for me, it felt like half my life so far. Forget it; for Pixiu, I might as well give it a try.
"Three Purities Edict, Daoist Law of Correct Origin, release!" I formed a Spell with my hands and recited.
"Pop!"
Like a soap bubble, the Restriction immediately unraveled. It seemed my master had arranged this beforehand; others couldn't break this Restriction, but only I could.
With the Restriction lifted, Pixiu emerged from within. Pixiu was already in an attacking stance, slightly crouched and baring its teeth. As soon as it realized the Restriction was gone, it lunged straight at the face of the one called Golden Peng.
"Golden-Winged Peng, I won't let you off!" Pixiu cursed angrily. "How dare you restrict me and then throw me aside!"
However, Pixiu and Golden Peng were not in the same weight class at all. Golden Peng casually swiped and pushed Pixiu aside.
"What madness?" Golden Peng complained, "Did you eat rabid dog meat? It's not like I banned you; if you have the guts, go find your master."
Golden Peng pointed at me.
"Little Anzi, is this a restriction set by your master?" Pixiu turned to ask me.
"It should be, but don't come looking for me! I wasn't aware at the time."
Hearing my response, Pixiu instantly deflated: "Fine, since it's him, I'll let it go this time."
"Are you scared now?" Golden Peng squatted down and stroked Pixiu's fur. "As a divine beast, you're really embarrassing us. How about this: I'll lower myself a bit; you call me master, and I'll teach you some demon techniques?"
Golden Peng was willing to teach Pixiu, which was a great opportunity for him!
"You?" Pixiu didn't appreciate it. "If your mother came, that would be different. You want me to call you master? No way!"
Pixiu had such backbone? This was the first time I had seen him like this.
"Look at this guy," Golden Peng stood up, hands behind his back as he spoke to me. "He has no real skills but boasts more than anyone else, thinking he's superior. When his parents were alive, people wanted to teach him, but what happened? He looked down on them! And now look at him; even in this state, he still won't bow down."
Golden Peng's words were filled with disdain and contempt.
"Pixiu, Golden Peng is right; aren't you just wasting your bloodline?" I also advised.
I meant well; Pixiu's bloodline was definitely top-notch, and it wasn't due to any limitations that he was like this. He simply hadn't learned any proper demon techniques. To put it simply, Pixiu was like a rich second generation who was uneducated.
"Shishu?" Pixiu looked at me. "You call him Shishu? How can you call him Shishu?"
"My master is an old friend of his, what's wrong with calling him Shishu?" I asked, confused.
"Wow, you're calling him Shishu, so does that mean I have no status?" Pixiu said, annoyed. "Damn it, I wake up and feel like the world has changed."
Hey, hey, hey, that's my line! Also, where did you learn the term 'Damn it'?
"What does it matter to you that I call him Shishu?" I asked Pixiu.
"I'm a divine beast," Pixiu replied. "The first drop of Essence of Blood from a divine beast isn't given out casually."
"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled. Is your first drop of blood somehow different?
"The first drop of Essence of Blood from a divine beast is usually used to form a contract," Golden Peng interjected. "That means you and Pixiu have already formed an equal contract; he is now your source divine beast."
"Nani?"
Wait, can I unilaterally breach the contract? It's not that I look down on Pixiu; it's just that I can't afford to raise him.
A source divine beast is a law of the demon race; in human terms, it means Pixiu has become like my mount.
"Forget it, forget it; anyway, I'm already in this situation." Pixiu suddenly said, as if giving up. "By the way, Peng Bird, you teach me demon arts, but don't expect me to call you master."
"Seriously? Is there anyone who wants to take without paying?" Golden Peng retorted with sarcasm.
"I'm not human; I'm a divine beast!" Pixiu shamelessly declared.
"Then at least show me some respect!"
"No, let's go with the Peng Bird, it sounds nice."
""
By now, I also understood the identity of this so-called Golden Peng. Pixiu had previously referred to him as Golden-Winged Peng. How many could be called Golden-Winged Peng? It was none other than the one from Lion Camel Ridge. I didn't expect this gentleman to have such a significant background. However, it seemed that Pixiu had known him before, and Golden-Winged Peng probably looked down on Pixiu to some extent.
Although Golden-Winged Peng is not considered a divine beast, he is still a member of the demon clan, but he should currently be regarded as part of Buddhism. Moreover, in terms of status, Golden-Winged Peng is also the son of Ancestor Phoenix, holding a position similar to that of Pixiu. However, one cannot overlook his strength; even Buddha has to call him "Buddha Uncle."
How could Pixiu compare to him?
However, what puzzled me was why this individual suddenly appeared here?
"You are called Yin Zheng'an, right?" Golden Peng ignored Pixiu and turned to me, saying: "From now on, Pixiu will follow me for a period of cultivation. However, he is still a divine beast, so it shouldn't take long. By the way, convey a message to that one called Xing."
"Yes."
"Hurry up and let A-Wan come see me," Golden Peng said angrily.
A-Wan? The Landlady? How did this become related to the Landlady again?
Things were getting more and more confusing.
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