Chapter 58: Raising Him as a Rabbit

“According to Mo Shulin, the son of Feiyun Valley Lord, this distress letter to Liangji sect is because Feiyun Valley Lord knows that his time limit is approaching, hoping Liangji sect will have more information about Smiling Whitehead. So in the future, the evil spirit Smiling Whitehead can be easily ward off, helping Feiyun Valley to get revenge.” As he talk, Yuan Haozhong activated the stone phonograph in his hand.

Mo Shulin’s voice came from the stone phonograph, the content was almost the same as what Yuan Haozhong said.

Zhangsun Mingcheng nodded.

He felt from the beginning the distress letter sent to Liangji sect is reasonable.

“I think you should listen to the Linghua Palace one, City Lord.” Yuan Haozhong said again.

The stone phonograph was activated again.

Mo Shulin said: “I heard Linghua Palace can heal demonic energy on the wound. Feiyun Valley has paid a lot of money to inquire about this news in such detail. Feiyun Valley has a few people, and those who are injured are my family members, I begged my father, hoping to ask Lianghua Palace’s fairies to rescue them…”

“It seems that there’s no problem.” Zhangsun Mingcheng couldn’t hear anything else.

Linghua Palace is the best healer in Cultivator Continent. Since it’s necessary to ask various sects for aid, it’s also natural to ask Linghua Palace to come over and help with the treatment.

Yuan Haozhong scanned around and confirmed there’s no other person’s breath near the study, then whispered: “But City Lord Zhangsun, the son of Feiyun Valley Lord has injured his spirit root in this incident. If the spirit root can be treated in time when it’s damaged, then it can recover.”

Pondering about something, Yuan Haozhong added: “Listening to the head of Liangji sect, Qiu Yaping, has said, Feiyun Valley Lord’s son spirit root isn’t only injured but it has been eroded with demonic energy for too long, it’s impossible to remove the demonic energy without damaging the spirit root, so there’s no treatment.”

It can be seen before this injury, there’s an artifact used to seal the spirit roots.

But if the spirit root got sealed, then it can’t use spiritual energy.

“Isn’t it strange that Feiyun Valley Lord sealed the child’s spirit root in advance?” Yuan Haozhong inquired.

Zhangsun Mingcheng finally reacted.

Yuan Haozhong activated the phonograph again.

Yuan Haozhong’s question comes out from the stone phonograph, “Why does Feiyun Valley wrote distress letters so exaggerated every time?” Almost like a sham.

“We, Feiyun Valley, is telling the truth and absolutely no false words.” Mo Shulin couldn’t believe it, still faintly shocked and agitated.

Zhangsun Mingcheng couldn’t help refuting the words coming out from the stone phonograph, “Isn’t this an exaggeration? An irrelevant demon cultivator in Demon Infancy period, obtained a magic weapon of the Demon God’s rank, and wanted to create bloodbath in Cultivator Continent. Even knowing the demon cultivator is called Smiling Whitehead, the spells he’s proficient at, and fully understood his fatal weaknesses.”

It’s estimated that even Smiling Whitehead’s aunts and mother aren’t as precise as the Feiyun Valley Lord.

“And this reward. A Valley Lord doesn’t even want his status, even if everyone sold themselves as slaves, they’re willing. Just wanting to get a glimmer of life.” This is really ridiculous.

With such piece of information, everyone first reaction was that Feiyun Valley had fabricated a demon cultivator for some ulterior purpose.

Although Yuan Haozhong didn’t say anything at the time, he still showed the same expression as Zhangsun Mingcheng.

Mo Shulin was stunned for a moment, he sneered and chuckles, with grief in his voice, “Facts have also proved that everything Feiyun Valley experienced afterwards is the same as the letter said.”

Feiyun Valley got destroyed, Feiyun Valley Lord’s only son spirit root was also injured, but every step of the past was extremely well prepared.

However, the weird thing is that Feiyun Valley, which has been fully prepared, has become nothingness in the end.

“Of course I don’t blame you now, it’s all destined.” Mo Shulin in the stone phonograph has acknowledged.

Outside the stone phonograph, Zhangsun Mingcheng, also understood.

Zhangsun Mingcheng uttered four words softly, “Going against the heaven.”

Yuan Haozhong hearing these four words, got a sudden realization, “Right. Going against the heaven. Feiyun Valley knew all of this a long time ago, so they’ll be prepared early.”

Feiyun Valley’s distress letter wasn’t deliberately exaggerated, but anyone would panic like this when facing death, and can’t wait to use one of their switch to save their lives.

“It’s a pity.” Zhangsun Mingcheng gave a light sigh, “Destiny is inevitable.”

Neither of them spoke, the hall was so silent that they could hear a needle drop.

Precisely because both of them are cultivators, they understand the dreadful nature of these four words.

After the lessons learned from Feiyun Valley, they’re not worried that everything they’re doing now is a futile struggle.

Zhangsun Mingcheng handed the distress letter back to Yuan Haozhong, “This is the end of Feiyun Valley’s affairs. We have more than enough information regarding Smiling Whitehead. I will report the whole matter to City Lord Shangguan and let City Lord Shangguan deal with it.”

“In the future, strengthened the patrols in important villages and those nearby Lifeng City. As for the smaller ones…… just let it go. “

Zhangsun Mingcheng closed his eyes, didn’t dare to face Yuan Haozhong’s gaze.

If Smiling Whitehead is as unusual as Feiyun Valley’s distress letter described, the manpower in Lifeng City is enough to ensure the safety of several important towns and villages. As for the smaller ones, they can only be temporarily abandoned.

“Yes.” Yuan Haozhong agreed with Zhangsun Mingcheng’s decision.

Facing Smiling Whitehead that can besiege cities and wield soul streamers, it’s necessary to sacrifice minor things to keep the more essential ones.

Even if they guard every inch of Lifeng City’s territory, Smiling Whitehead can still go to other city in Cultivator Continent and slaughter it.

They have never faced Smiling Whitehead, but they’ve faced thousands of demons who are greedy and malicious towards Cultivator Continent. There’s also the Demon Lord’s ambition to annex Cultivator Continent. So the point is not how Lifeng City does it, but how Shangguan family will make the decisions.

“Then Feiyun Valley Lord’s son…” Yuan Haozhong made a deliberate reminder, “Feiyun Valley knew a lot of informations in advance.”

There aren’t a few cultivators who can predict the prophecy in Cultivator Continent. In the past, there were Buddhist Masters above who could see through past and present lives, and in the back there was Wisdom Star Taoist who could control the astrology and oversees the sentient beings in the world.

It’s just that Feiyun Valley is so accurate, as there’s the only cultivator who can calculate Smiling Whiteface before and after.

“Even if we want to grab him, we still can’t snatch him from Liangji sect.” Zhangsun Mingcheng smiled and shook his head.

Nobody knew what was the reason Liangji sect has made an exception and accepted Mo Shulin.

Facing Yuan Haozhong’s disappointed face, Zhangsun Mingcheng exclaimed: “This fortune-telling must’ve been exchanged for fate. Liangji sect is wasting their time and efforts.”

Even if Liangji sect learnt something from Mo Shulin, it’s still useless.

Feiyun Valley has been destroyed, and there’s only a ten-year-old child left. What good things can he bring out?

Feiyun Valley was originally a small place that’s not well-known, and they wouldn’t be so nameless if they have good things in there.

Naturally, Liangji sect also understands this truth.

Therefore, after receiving Mo Shulin, they’ll hang Mo Shulin in such a salty manner and let him fend for himself. If Mo Shulin had something good, he’ll naturally take it out to exchange for protection from Liangji sect. Even if he doesn’t have anything, then Liangji sect will take it as the matter of a few centuries letting him to grow. Mo Shulin has lost the opportunity gain a breakthrough, and he’s no different from a mortal.

Most precious artifacts are items that needs blood to recognize it’s master, and Liangji sect clearly can’t rob it, so they could only wait for Mo Shulin to take the initiative handing them in.

Since Bai Yuming unilaterally announced that he broke off his friendship with Mo Shulin, Mo Shulin himself never appeared again.

Although Mo Shulin doesn’t appear, there’ll always be a variety of food and small items in the fat rabbit’s cubicle.

In the morning, the fat rabbit was allured to wake up by the sweet and rich aroma of milk.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw there’s a small wooden plate in his cubicle. On the wooden plate is a bowl of milk and a bowl of walnut shortbread.

The fat rabbit couldn’t help licking his lips, seeing the steaming hot milk.

Using his spiritual sense, he realized that his little disciple wasn’t in the cave. The fat rabbit no longer had any scruples, he took out a script he catch up recently “Demon God’s Plaything: The Lonely Proud Immortal Fox”, then he held the walnut shortbread and took a bite.

When the biscuit goes into his stomach, he licks two mouthful of sweet milk

His entire rabbit life is so comfortable.

But he still won’t give in, when he said three days, he wouldn’t plan to let one less day.

What was delivered at noon was a bowl of egg fried rice with a plate of refreshing cucumber, plus a coconut milk full of pulp, with a small note of apology that affected his appetite.

The aroma of golden rice grains is so fragrant when he stared at it, and the fat rabbit couldn’t hold himself back, so he ate up the egg fried rice.

But the fat rabbit didn’t go out, after he ate, he nestled in the cubicle and continued to sleep.

Waking up during lunch break, there was a sepak takraw ball in his cubicle, along with a few apple branches.

The fat rabbit: “…”

Isn’t this the special teething stick for rabbits?

This Mo Shulin really raised him as a rabbit?

Furious!

The resentful fat rabbit bit hard on the apple branches, stepped on the sepak takraw ball, and continue to read the script.

At night, it was more gorgeous.

The one-meter-long wooden boat was pushed into the cubicle. The outer circle has malt grass he likes to eat, inside is crispy lettuce, then a circle of carrots, then the center is filled with roast chicken, roast duck, boiled shrimp, steamed crab, braised pork, sauced pig’s feet, spicy duck neck……

From the sea, land to air, from sweet to sour, everything you want is in there.

This is definitely a well-deserved meal.

The fat rabbit, who was reading script, and Mo Shulin, who pushed the small wooden boat, has met each other’s eyes.

“Master.” Mo Shulin first admitted and apologized.

“Huh, not calling fat white rabbit?” The fat rabbit raised his head, full of arrogance.

“Won’t call it again.” Mo Shulin stares at the fat rabbit, squatting, holding his clothes with both hands. It was almost like a little daughter-in-law.

The fat rabbit saw that grandma’s white face, couldn’t afford being angry.

He’s also an adult no matter what, how can it be with a… Of course he can still care about an old demon whose soul has lived for tens of thousands of years.

The fat rabbit gave Mo Shulin a sullen glare, and saw Mo Shulin’s little daughter-in-law appearance.

Forget it, he’ll just think that Mo Shulin is still ten years old this year.

The fat rabbit sighed.

Seeing the fat rabbit was no longer angry, Mo Shulin hurriedly brushed his opinion, “Master, let me take care of you.”

“Humph.” The rabbit let out a cold hum, and gave his noble affirmation.

Mo Shulin understood the fat rabbit’s meaning, hurried to take out the chopsticks he had prepared, and placed a piece of lettuce into the fat rabbit’s mouth, “Come on, Master, let’s have a light appetizer first.”

“Mn. “The fat rabbit laid on the grass nest with his noble mouth.

The lettuce has already been cut to the right size, so that his mouth won’t be too full, and he could taste the crispiness. Every time the lettuce is bitten, the sweet juice gushes out in the mouth, which is very delicious.

Seeing the lettuce had been swallowed, Mo Shulin picked up a shrimp that had been peeled off, dipped it in some dipping sauce, and put it into the fat rabbit’s mouth.

The shrimp meat is simply boiled to preserve the original shrimp meat flavor. It’s combined with ginger garlic soy sauce and other seasonings to highlight the deliciousness of the shrimp meat. The fact that you can taste the shrimp without peeling the shell is even more insane.

It’s perfect.

Mo Shulin thought that he’ll be humiliated, after all, serving food is something the next talent does.

But when he started serving, he actually felt the joy of feeding the fat rabbit.

Whether it’s the fat rabbit’s parting mouth, the pink, tender, and soft fat rabbit’s tongue, or the cheeks that bulges when the fat rabbit chews, it’s all captivating.

When the delight was eaten, the little rabbit’s feet couldn’t help but to sway, scratching Mo Shulin’s heart.

How can there be such a lovely being as master in the world.

“Why are you staring at me?” The fat rabbit was so disturbed by Mo Shulin’s focused gaze, his rabbit’s fur rooted up.

He suddenly remembered a famous saying: Being a master is a high-risk profession.

This fellow won’t drug his foods, right?