Luo Wusheng didn’t rush to bring Little Yuli up to meet him.
After all, the girl had already come. He couldn’t just run away because of this short-lived social death, right?
If he did, he would have one more thing to tease her about during their future exchanges.
Although he was curious about why this true protagonist was in the royal capital, there were more important things to do now.
“But the demonic being is skilled at concealing themselves. It’s not that easy to find them…”
Luo Wusheng sighed lightly.
Speaking of which, ever since he discovered Little Yuli’s presence, his sense of unease had grown stronger.
In theory, it shouldn’t be like this. Since Miss Sword Fairy, his mascot, was present, it should signify that things were going in the right direction for him.
Could it be that his current crisis was also related to Little Yuli?
Hiss…
If it was related to the protagonist, could it be the cannon fodder event?
Suddenly realizing that his relationship with Little Yuli seemed to be close enough to trigger such an event, Luo Wusheng took in a sharp breath.
No, please no! Sacrificing himself to give buffs to the protagonist or something like that, he didn’t want that!
………..
Inside the Demon Artifact Pavilion.
Underneath a merchant’s cart in the royal capital, a pair of narrow and crimson eyes watched the rare lively scene in the city.
After a night of rest, the gray-furred little mouse had fully awakened its true power.
Its tail, which was severed yesterday, had grown back, even thicker than before.
A tuft of blood-red fur appeared on its forehead, complementing its crimson blood pupils, indicating its difference from an ordinary mouse.
(Hehe… Laugh all you want, get excited all you want… Stupid humans, soon you will only be left with pure fear and wailing as you witness my arrival…)
An ugly rat face displayed a sinister smile with a surprisingly human-like expression.
But at this moment, it suddenly felt the cart above its head tremble.
“…Sorry.”
A girl’s voice came.
“It’s alright, it’s alright. Miss, you don’t look too good. Would you like a bowl of our family’s traditional sour plum soup? It guarantees a refreshing and cooling sensation. After having a bowl, your mood will improve!”
This was the voice of the cart vendor.
“Hmm, please bring me a bowl then.”
Upon hearing this, the gray-furred little mouse shifted its attention away.
Nothing major happened, just a minor collision with the cart.
It also sensed that the girl who bumped into the cart was merely at the Foundation Establishment stage and couldn’t possibly detect its presence.
Speaking of which, hiding under this cart turned out to be a good business. There were always people who didn’t want to squeeze into the crowded area or just came out of it, coming to patronize the cart.
Although sour plum soup was merely a mortal delicacy, it was quite popular in such a bustling place that obviously caused fatigue.
Considering this, the little mouse couldn’t help but feel somewhat impressed with itself.
No one would have expected that it was hiding under such a cart, right?
Crack.
Suddenly, something fell in front of it.
As the little mouse focused its gaze, it realized it was a wooden sword with something written on it…
Before the gray-furred mouse could react, it felt a surge of spiritual power entering the underside of the cart, pulling the wooden sword and itself out together.
“Huh? What an ugly rat”
………..
The person who bumped into the cart was none other than Lu Yuliu.
After being discovered by Luo Wusheng and feeling a bit hopeless, the young girl was clearly in a daze, which led her to accidentally collide with the cart.
After taking a sip of the sour plum soup recommended by the vendor, she started to regain her composure.
Just as she was starting to calm down, she received another message from someone.
On the surface, it seemed like an ordinary sentence.
But why was that person still paying attention to her?!
As the chief of the Demon Artifact Pavilion, the most important person today, why would he have the leisure to watch her drink sour plum soup?!
Little Yuli angrily dropped her short sword.
The vendor behind the cart was bewildered, not understanding why their customer suddenly became so angry.
However, anger came and went quickly. The reluctant Miss Sword Fairy quickly dispersed her spiritual power, intending to retrieve the message sword.
But as she lightly pulled, something unexpected came along with it.
Looking at the ugly little mouse that she had accidentally brought out, Lu Yuliu was taken aback.
The little mouse was also bewildered.
Why did it expose itself like this? Something was wrong with the script, right?
It had planned to stay hidden under the cart until the least likely moment for accidents to occur.
According to the information it received, the Six Fan Gates were still missing two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, Jinzhang, who had promised to attend the ceremony.
Although it couldn’t control the actions of Nascent Soul cultivators, it didn’t want to expose itself to the crowd while they were still lurking in the shadows.
It never expected that it would prematurely make an appearance due to such an accident.
However, it shouldn’t be a big deal. This minor incident shouldn’t attract much attention. It just needed to quickly move to the next hiding spot…
The little mouse glanced at the girl who caused its exposure.
Even from a human’s perspective, her appearance could only be considered average at best.
How dare she call it ugly with her level of looks?
The gray-furred mouse felt indignant and decided that if it had to take action later, it would first kill this ordinary girl who didn’t understand its beauty.
As the vengeful thoughts filled its mind, the little mouse was about to leave when something blocked its path.
It was a familiar cage.
Inside the cage was another mouse that looked exactly like itself, except for a tuft of red fur on its head.
The mouse lifted its head stiffly and saw a handsome young man in black clothing with a faint smile.
Luo Wusheng, the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect!
How could he be here? No, he had already discovered its presence!
Why? It couldn’t be true!
Why would he care about such a trivial matter? Clearly, not even a few people around had shifted their gaze in this direction!
It must be a guess! It must be luck!
(The Holy Saint of the Demon Sect… Truly, my lifelong nemesis!)
In the morning, it learned through shared perception that the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect had stored its tail incarnation in a storage bag. It was somewhat relieved because it looked almost identical to itself. If the incident of those Demon Sect Artifact refiners manipulating its tail incarnation were to spread, its reputation as a rat would be tarnished for the rest of its life.
However, looking at the identical incarnation in front of it now…
Alright, at this point, it didn’t believe it could continue deceiving everyone.
Since everyone knew, it would stop pretending!
Bloody mist began to emanate from the red fur on its forehead.
On the other side, Luo Wusheng calmly watched the scene unfold and protected Miss Sword Fairy behind him.
This time, Lu Yuliu had made a significant contribution.
Truly deserving of the main character, her role in advancing the plot was even greater than Bai Xiaoyao’s. It was not in vain that he had been paying attention to this young girl all along.
However, this ugly little mouse turned out to be the demonic being he had heard about as soon as he arrived in the capital…
Back then, when he heard descriptions of a blood mist-filled creature, he thought it was some highly impressive and powerful demonic being.
But now… it seemed a bit underwhelming.
He wondered what Miss Kirin would think when she learned that the demonic being she had been pursuing for so long was just an ugly little mouse.
Shaking off his thoughts, Luo Wusheng snapped his fingers.
Boom!
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