Chapter 668 - 316: Obedient Little Husband (5k)_2

"Unlike you, when we first met, my cultivation level was higher than yours. Now, you’ve surpassed me."

"If I had to manage clan affairs and cultivate diligently at the same time, I would never achieve what Miss Xueruo has accomplished."

"No need to be modest, Lingruo mentioned you’ve joined the Exorcism Bureau and often have to go out and exorcise evil. You’re already much better than those prodigies who only focus on themselves."

Receiving a compliment from Miss Xueruo, You Su felt genuinely happy and eagerly asked:

"Then how does Miss Xueruo relieve stress with so much pressure?"

Ji Xueruo’s cheeks flushed immediately, and her gentle tone hardened, "What’s it to you?!"

"Of course, I wanted to give Miss Xueruo some gifts."

"No need for that. I don’t feel much pressure; I’ve long gotten used to it."

Ji Xueruo responded coldly and then quickened her pace, as if doing so would make the nosy blind man talk less.

But who can truly get used to pressure? When it comes to stress relief, she usually does two things:

The first is to appreciate the ’love poems’ You Su sends; setting aside the hints, each one is worth savoring repeatedly. The second, naturally, is the pleasure she is forced to enjoy coming from her sister, even if it occasionally disrupts her daily life, its stress-relieving effect is undeniable.

Sometimes, she would even combine the two activities, savoring poetry while...

Of course, these are secrets she would never share with You Su.

...

After a period of trekking, they were getting closer to where Ming Dao had fallen.

The two slowed down because they noticed more and more cultivators around them. Clearly, the news of the Fire Armadillo had spread quickly, and these cultivators had come for the potential inheritance.

Although they didn’t sense any hostility, for safety’s sake, they couldn’t recklessly charge in. If they accidentally entered someone’s encirclement, it would be troublesome.

"Remember to keep your distance from me. You’ve just killed Ming Dao, making your identity sensitive. There are many people here; don’t get too close to the Demon Race," Ji Xueruo reminded.

"Is that really necessary...?" You Su was reluctant.

"Better safe than sorry." The girl glanced at You Su but couldn’t bring herself to speak resolutely.

Finally, Ji Xueruo saw the deep pit caused by the Fire Armadillo.

The pit was roughly estimated to be about thirteen meters wide. Standing on the high branches and looking down, it was a pitch-black abyss, the bottom unseen.

"No matter how powerful the Fire Armadillo is as a Fire Attribute Divine Beast, although it prefers living underground, it would be difficult to dig such a hole in a short time unless it had Void Realm strength. But judging from the aura that day, it was at most a high-level Feather Transformation," Ji Xueruo said coolly.

"You mean to say this was already its cave entrance?"

"I suspect so," Ji Xueruo continued to analyze, "That’s why it was so hostile to Ming Dao that day; it naturally detests water, but Ming Dao insisted on making it rain at its doorstep."

"Truly, evil begets evil," You Su laughed.

"There are many potent auras here watching you, and you can still laugh?" Ji Xueruo glimpsed at You Su.

This was already the outer area of the deep pit, and the crowd was especially dense. Naturally, the arrival of a human and a demon drew a lot of attention; some were vigilant, some disdainful, and some eager to try.

Among them were several prodigies not inferior to Ming Dao, who had heard about the events of that night and naturally recognized You Su, the protagonist of that evening.

"I’m not laughing for them; I’m laughing for you," You Su teased.

Ji Xueruo glared at the carefree young man beside her, genuinely regretting accompanying him.

Just then, You Su sensed a familiar aura approaching them.

Moments later, a figure stood on the adjacent branch.

With flowing blonde hair and a burly figure, it was Ao Yunlie of the Golden Lion Race.

"Miss Ji, Mr. You, it’s been a while," Ao Yunlie greeted jovially, not pursuing Ji Xueruo’s abrupt departure that day.

Ji Xueruo returned the gesture; she tried to maintain good relations with the Great Demon races residing on the Divine Mountain, especially since Ao Yunlie was considered to have a great reputation among those proud Demon Race prodigies.

"Thank you, Mr. Ao, for saving my life that day," You Su expressed his gratitude with a fist salute.

"It was a small effort. Even if I hadn’t intervened, Miss Ji wouldn’t have let anything happen to you."

Ao Yunlie waved it off, observing the two equally black-clad attractive youths, their formidable strength evoking the word ’compatible’ in his mind without realizing it.

"Even a small effort is a kindness. If Mr. Ao ever needs anything, You will not refuse."

"Is that a promise?" Ao Yunlie didn’t stand on ceremony.

"A promise is a promise; it’s irrevocable."

Even without the ’snatching from the tiger’s mouth’ episode, Ao Yunlie using the Lion’s Roar Skill to drive Ming Dao away that day was a favor after all.

"Good, I assume you two have returned here for the item being guarded by the Fire Armadillo."

"Did Mr. Ao make a discovery?" Ji Xueruo quickly asked.

"I wouldn’t call it a discovery, more like a guess. Whatever the Fire Armadillo is guarding, even if it’s not an inheritance, it must be a treasure," Ao Yunlie gazed into the deep pit, "I’ve explored the pit, but past a certain depth, there’s a palpable threat from the Fire Armadillo. I surmise the pit leads directly to its lair, and the item it guards is inside its nest."

"So, the Fire Armadillo hasn’t left the hole since that night?" You Su inquired.

"Correct, it seems inherently not belligerent, never actively troubling outside cultivators. Only a few who weren’t afraid to risk it thought they could sneak in, and once they entered its cave, they never came out again."