Chapter 40: Flying Fox? Bang!

  Duan Chen gazed fiercely at the distant scarlet figure, silently cursing his bad luck. However, that brief glimpse had also stirred something within him - what a beautiful scarlet hair color! It wasn't until then that Duan Chen realized he had underestimated Xia Xiao Liang; not only had she cleverly escaped, but more importantly, he discovered that Xia Xiao Liang possessed the ability to change her appearance.

  The magic that can change its shape, tsk, this Xia Xiao Liang's body has many secrets! Duan Chen gazed deeply at the horizon, and his eyes hid a thread of curiosity.

  Xia Lian flew all the way from Yu Yuan Peak, rushing towards the border of Yun Shui Country at the foot of the mountain. As she rushed along, she was worried that Duan Chen would catch up with her. Little did she know, Duan Chen had no intention of chasing and killing her to begin with.

  Xia Xiaoliang's eyes were fixed on the landing spot, overjoyed, wanting to slow down, but unexpectedly her body's spiritual energy was depleted, and she fainted halfway.

  Yunshui Country borders Yunlushan, and is a place of poor mountains and evil waters. Few people come here, not even cultivators who practice asceticism are willing to venture into this remote and desolate land for adventure and training.

  Mò Rán is the young master of Yún Yuè Gé, and Yún Yuè Gé is one of the major human Xian sects.

  She was slender and tall, with a pretty face, bright eyebrows and white teeth. Her skin was delicate and pale, and her face shone like a pearl that could captivate thousands of girls. She wore a white dress, simple yet elegant, and a white hairband tied up all her hair, making her look particularly spirited. From afar, she didn't appear to be too tall or too short, with a well-proportioned figure. Even when viewed closely, her physique was uniquely charming.

  He flew through the air with a cold expression, heading towards the Yunlu Mountains. He wore a deep grey Daoist robe, his right hand shaking a nanmu wood folding fan, the surface of which depicted a vivid landscape painting. His right hand held a long sword, its blue tassel fluttering in the wind.

  Just as he was flying, a fiery red shadow fell from above. He stopped abruptly, suspended in mid-air, and looked at the fiery object with suspicion.

  All that was seen was the fiery red object falling freely, only to hear a "slap" sound, and a flat, fiery fox stuck to a flat, large stone. If it were just this, it wouldn't have caught Mo Ran's attention, but the fox, with another "slap" sound, flipped its entire body along with the incline of the stone.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom!

  The fox finally landed safely after a few flips. It's rare for me to be curious, but this fire fox actually fell to the ground with such a feeling, and it was all in pieces.

  It lightly fell to the ground, looked down at the bright red fox that had been knocked into a heap at its feet, snapped the folding fan shut with a "pa" sound, and poked it twice on the fox's body.

  "It's still alive." Mo Ran took out a beautiful jade ring from a small pouch about the size of his palm, roughly the thickness of his neck. He muttered an incantation under his breath, and the jade ring was put on the fiery red fox's neck.

  "It's fate that I met you today, let me take you home to play!" Mo Ran's mouth curved into a sly smile, bullying small animals was the most loving thing.

  Just as he was about to grab the fiery red fox's neck, the fiery red fox suddenly transformed into a cat-eared, cat-tailed little loli who looked like she was only over ten years old. Although she was still unconscious, her stunning beauty could not be concealed.

  "Huh? It's not a little fox, but a cat demon! Looks like it's still a young kitten, I wonder how it transformed into a fox and ended up here?" Mu Lan gazed at the curled-up kitten on the ground, muttering to herself.

  This kitten was naturally Xia Xiaoliang, who was now unconscious and unaware of what had happened, let alone that she had been targeted by a human. Especially the Ling Shou ring on her neck, staring at the Ling Shou ring with an eerie smile.

  Originally wanted to take it back, but this time changed to carry on the back, lonely and helpless looking at Xia Xiao Liang behind, pouting, still resignedly flying towards Yunyue Pavilion.

  Yunyue Pavilion is not far from the foot of Yunlu Mountain. Firstly, it is far away from the crowded places of Yunshui Country, with few people coming to disturb them. Secondly, its proximity to Yunlu Mountain makes the spiritual energy more concentrated, allowing humans to cultivate better.

  When the normally cold and proud Mo Ran returned with a cat demon on his back, he was surrounded by the disciples of Yunyue Pavilion. After all, demons rarely appeared in the human world, having ventured deep into the Cloudy Mountain Range. Now that Mo Ran had brought one back, everyone naturally rushed to take a look, curious about what this demon looked like.

  "What are you doing here? Don't crowd around me!" He frowned slightly, feeling very annoyed. His own prey, they were gawking at what, really asking for a beating!

  Upon hearing Mo Ran's cold rebuke, the disciples dispersed in an instant, and the place immediately fell silent. Mo Ran glared at their retreating backs and said, "Three days without beating is like a house with its tiles removed!"

  He led Xia Xiao Liang into his bedroom, where the furnishings were elegant and refined, with nothing but writing utensils, paperweights, paintings, and books. This style was completely at odds with his violent temper.

  He placed Xia Xiao Liang on a beautiful chaise longue by the soft couch, then turned around and went to another room to take a bath. Although the air in the mountains was good, the smell wasn't great. Moreover, Xia Xiao Liang's mud-stained body had left most of its dirt on him, making this cleanliness-obsessed person feel extremely uncomfortable.

  After a refreshing bath, he used a towel to dry his waist-length hair and put on his usual Daoist robe, letting his hair scatter behind him. When he arrived at the bedroom, he saw Xia XiaoLiang lying slovenly on the beautiful bed, her eyebrows furrowed in boredom. He walked over, picked her up, and headed towards the bathroom.

  Neatly stripping Xia Xiao Liang, looking at her flat figure, Mo Ran was extremely disdainful. He tossed Xia Xiao Liang into a bucket of water and seriously washed her clean.

  Mo Ran took out a light blue floral dress from the closet and put it on Xia Xiao Liang, which fit perfectly. Mo Ran looked at Xia Xiao Liang's peaceful appearance with her eyes closed, his mouth curved upwards, filled with joy.

  Although it was a summer day, she was afraid of catching a chill from the wind. Lan'er carefully wiped dry Xia Xiao Liang's white hair and simply styled her hair into two small buns on either side of her forehead. She took the fluffy hair clips that had been removed from Xia Xiao Liang's head and re-clipped them in place, then took out a pair of butterfly hairpins from a small box and pinned one to each side of her head.

  "Perfect! This little girl is actually so lovely, I really don't know what kind of charm she will have when she opens her eyes!" Mo Ran looked at Xia Xiao Liang who was leaning on the chair and fainting, with a face full of appreciation.

  Mo Ran picked up Xia Xiao Liang and gently placed her on the soft couch, then ordered someone to clean up the beautiful bed. Only then did he lie down on the couch beside Xia Xiao Liang and close his eyes to rest.

  Xia Xiaoleng felt a sharp pain all over her body, as if she had been violently struck. She slowly opened her eyes to find that what she saw was not the deep mountains and old forests, but a magnificent deep purple canopy.

  "Ah, I must be dreaming, thinking of soft beds has driven me crazy!" Xia XiaoLiang quickly closed her eyes. Since sleeping on the soft bed at YuYuan Peak, she really didn't want to sleep on stone or grass again. Now that she's opened her eyes to a soft bed, what else could it be but a dream?