Feng Ming looked guiltily at Weiwei, sensing she was angry.
"Chu Lingwei."
Li Chen appeared before Chu Lingwei, smiling at her. "She must like it here."
"Greetings, Uncle-Master Li Chen."
Li Chen was Chu Lingwei's teacher for the history of spiritual cultivation. Chu Lingwei took a step back and bowed to him.
On the Xuancheng Continent, the strong were respected. Aside from those of the same lineage, one had to show respect to those with higher spiritual power.
Li Chen was in the Rongtian realm, one level higher than Chu Lingwei, making it appropriate for her to address him as Uncle-Master.
"Mm, she's quite interesting," Li Chen nodded faintly, looking at Feng Ming. She was indeed an interesting little creature.
"Uncle-Master, did she disturb your cultivation?"
Chu Lingwei looked at Feng Ming, who was still keeping her head down, looking like she had done something wrong.
"No."
Li Chen shook his head.
"Uncle-Master Li Chen, I apologize for the disturbance. I will take her back now."
Sensing Li Chen's disinclination for social interaction, Chu Lingwei apologized to him again and quickly led Feng Ming and the others away.
Li Chen watched them leave, then turned to see Bei Chenfeng sitting under a tree with a smile, a table and chairs already set up, and him enjoying spiritual tea alone.
"What do you think of my little disciple?" Bei Chenfeng asked with a smile.
"She's very good."
Li Chen sat opposite Bei Chenfeng, recalling Feng Ming clinging to him. "Her spiritual beast is extraordinary."
A spiritual beast that was injured could sense his peculiarity. When she grew up, she would undoubtedly be exceptional.
"That's my disciple's spiritual beast." Bei Chenfeng smiled proudly. This disciple he had picked up was enough for him to boast about for a long time.
"That drop of spiritual dew, was it from her?"
Li Chen's words made Bei Chenfeng's expression stiffen. He was indeed sharp.
"What spiritual dew?"
Bei Chenfeng's smile returned. Weiwei had given him five spirit condensation beads. He had given two to his master, two to Li Chen, and had only one left, which he was reluctant to use even now.
Li Chen said nothing. Those two drops of spiritual dew had benefited him greatly, and he would repay her.
"This is for you." Li Chen spread his palm, and a ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng, full of spiritual energy, appeared before Bei Chenfeng.
"Good." Bei Chenfeng's eyes lit up. Li Chen was truly generous today.
He secretly thought that perhaps he should have his little disciple interact more with Li Chen in the future, then he wouldn't have to worry about not having enough ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng.
...
Back in the cave dwelling, Chu Lingwei sat on a chair, staring at Feng Ming and the Phantom Cat below.
"Feng Ming, why did you go to Uncle-Master Li Chen's cave dwelling?"
Feng Ming shrunk her small body. Hearing Weiwei's words, her eyes showed a hint of grievance. "Weiwei, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to run around, but I wanted to take a bite out of him."
Chu Lingwei... what could she say to that?
"Hmph," the Phantom Cat snorted upon hearing Feng Ming's explanation and turned its head. That reason was infuriating.
"Feng Ming, Li Chen is a senior. If you are so impulsive again in the future, I will lock you up," Chu Lingwei warned. Anyone who could live on Mount Wuhui was likely someone formidable from the Spiritual Cultivation Academy.
If Feng Ming had actually bitten Uncle-Master Li Chen, how would she explain it to her master?
It wouldn't be a major problem, but it would be embarrassing.
"Yes, I won't do it again." Feng Ming became even more aggrieved, her voice soft and pitiful.
"Weiwei, don't worry. I'll keep an eye on her from now on and make sure she doesn't go near Uncle-Master Li Chen." The Phantom Cat patted its furry chest. With Weiwei's words, it absolutely wouldn't let her near that man.
Hmph, that man was nothing good, absolutely nothing good.
"Mm." Chu Lingwei nodded, her voice softening. "Feng Ming, you must never bite people in the future, understand?"
"I don't want to bite anyone else, only Uncle-Master Li Chen. I can't control myself." A flicker of confusion crossed Feng Ming's eyes. Whenever she saw Li Chen, she felt an urge to bite him, and she didn't know why.
"Is that so?"
Chu Lingwei's heart grew more puzzled. She thought of the faint medicinal scent on Li Chen. She couldn't identify the medicine, but it smelled very pleasant.
This made Chu Lingwei even more curious about Li Chen's identity.
"Li Chen has a very pleasant scent. I feel like if I take a bite out of him, my injuries will heal." Feng Ming nodded vigorously. She really wanted to recover quickly so she could help Weiwei fight bad guys.
The Phantom Cat, hearing Feng Ming's increasingly absurd excuse, burst into laughter without restraint. "What do you think you are, eating people to heal? The world would be in chaos."
Feng Ming glared at the Phantom Cat. This cat was truly annoying. She really wanted to teach it a lesson.
"Feng Ming, all the medicines in the space can be used to heal you, but if you want anything from outside, you must discuss it with me."
Chu Lingwei listened to Feng Ming's words and secretly took them to heart. Perhaps Uncle-Master Li Chen had some secrets.
In the world of spiritual cultivation, who didn't have secrets?
Chu Lingwei cautioned Feng Ming, "Do not covet other people's things."
"Yes, I understand. I won't do it again." Feng Ming nodded. She would no longer seek out Uncle-Master Li Chen, even though she really wanted to take a bite out of him. She would restrain herself, otherwise Weiwei would be angry.
The next day, Chu Lingwei, with her two spiritual beasts, boarded Senior Disciple Brother Leng Xingzhi's flying artifact and set sail for the Ten Thousand Miles Forest.
"Junior Disciple Sister, the Ten Thousand Miles Forest is three days away from the Spiritual Cultivation Academy. You can use this time to cultivate." Several rooms appeared behind Leng Xingzhi's flying artifact. "Junior Disciple Sister can choose a room you like."
"Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother."
Chu Lingwei thanked him and casually pushed open a room door, stepping inside.
Looking at the room, fully equipped with everything needed for daily life, she couldn't help but sigh. Every time she traveled with her Senior Disciple Brother, she truly didn't have to worry about anything.
Her Senior Disciple Brother was simply a warm guy.
"Bang."
As soon as Chu Lingwei sat on the bed, the entire room was violently impacted. She quickly stepped out of the room and saw the flying artifact beginning to descend.
"Senior Disciple Brother, what happened?" Chu Lingwei approached the edge of the artifact and saw a sixth-tier giant eagle smashed onto the ground. Its body was already scorched, and it was thoroughly dead.
"It was attacked by something."
Leng Xingzhi stood before the giant eagle, a dark glint quickly flashing in his eyes.
Chu Lingwei stepped forward and carefully examined the sixth-tier giant eagle. There were no external injuries, but it had no life force.
"Senior Disciple Brother, how did it die?" Chu Lingwei couldn't discern the cause of death.
"Weiwei, this eagle has no spiritual energy on it. It looks like something ate it," Feng Ming transmitted, with uncertainty.
"It must have encountered a great demon."
Leng Xingzhi pursed his lips. They were less than half a day away from the Spiritual Cultivation Academy. The appearance of a great demon here was something that must be reported to the academy.