Chapter 16: Isn’t This a Husky?!

Late at night, in a thatched cottage on Ling Mountain.

Xiao Ranshu’s life had been getting better and better. She used to sleep directly on a wooden plank, which would dig into her bones, but now she had bedding—soft padding and a large quilt to cover herself.

She was sleeping so soundly!

In the distance, a figure silently landed on a branch, causing it to sway slightly.

The white robe, bathed in moonlight, cast a silvery glow.

Ji Juexiu’s gaze swept over the courtyard below, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

It had only been a few days?

The kitchen now had a stove and a dining table, with leftovers scattered across it.

The small courtyard maintained its elegance, but even a rocking chair had been brought up the mountain, and they were even boiling tea by the stove?

In a few more days, would they be having hot pot too?

He couldn’t help but admire this Celestial Shaman.

Just then, there was a creak!

The courtyard gate was pushed open, and two men in black walked in, striding confidently toward the main house.

Seeming confident of their success, neither of them bothered to hide their footsteps or breathing as they directly pushed open the door to the main house.

The noise was significant—enough to wake anyone.

From above.

Ji Juexiu watched this scene unmoved, his expression calm and unruffled.

He wanted to see what she was capable of.

In front of the main house.

The two men in black now stood at the threshold, waiting for the sound of panic to come from inside.

They wanted to scare her witless, enjoying the process of tormenting her!

But to their surprise…

Xiao Ranshu inside not only didn’t wake up but also mumbled and turned over in her sleep.

She was sleeping deeply!

The two men in black exchanged a look of surprise, and the next moment, a malicious smile appeared on their faces. They gestured to each other and stepped into the house, heading toward the wooden bed in the depths of the room.

They had heard the woman on the mountaintop was stunning?

The second young master hadn’t said they couldn’t touch her. It would be a waste to just tie her up and take her back to Rong City. Why not have some fun first?

Ji Juexiu, watching from afar, fell silent for a moment.

Though he was far away, not a single blade of grass in the courtyard could escape his Mystic Eyes.

He could not only see the expressions of the men in black but also hear Xiao Ranshu’s deep, steady breathing as she slept.

As the two men in black were just a step away from the wooden bed…

Ji Juexiu sighed.

The next second.

The incense on the narrow table in the main house glowed slightly, and the smoke seemed to gain consciousness, dispersing a wisp that drifted toward the two men in black.

Whoosh—

The smoke, carried by the wind, swept out of the house and closed the door.

Now, looking inside, where were the two men?

All that remained was the sound of Xiao Ranshu sleeping like a log.

Ji Juexiu was utterly speechless.

…

Early morning.

In the far north of the continent, at the Ice Wall Snow Mountain.

Outside a cave, a massive Qing Niu sat up, intently watching something.

Chi Xian stood beside Qing Niu, his height not even reaching its knees, chattering nonstop.

Ji Juexiu had just returned and saw this scene.

Chi Xian turned around: “You’re back! Come and see, this dumb ox is now incredibly strong—it actually defeated a gray wolf!”

Qing Niu let out a loud “moo,” as if in protest.

Chi Xian rolled his eyes: “What, it wasn’t you?”

Qing Niu: “Moo…”

Chi Xian waved his hand: “Then you’re still useless. It’s fine, I’m useless too.”

Ji Juexiu had already walked closer and saw a large patch of red blood on the snow.

A grayish-white wolf lay there, covered in wounds and barely alive, its original fur color unrecognizable.

The wolf opened its eyes, struggling to lift its head and look up, but due to its severe injuries, it eventually collapsed back onto the snow.

Chi Xian nudged Qing Niu beside him: “So what’s going on? Say something, you dumb ox.”

Qing Niu finally spoke: “I’m not called a dumb ox, my name is Si Wu.”

Her voice was strikingly incongruent with her massive size and appearance—it was an incredibly clear and sweet feminine voice.

Chi Xian: “As long as you speak normally and stop mooing all the time, transform into a human form and dress up a bit, I won’t call you a dumb ox.”

Qing Niu’s huge head remained still, only her eyes, as large as the cave entrance, shifted to glance at the person beside her, her gaze clearly mocking.

Chi Xian immediately jumped up: “What the hell are you showing off for?! Just because you’re big and strong, huh?”

Si Wu looked ahead: “I wonder whose true form is ugly and small, not even as big as one of my horns after Nirvana.”

Chi Xian fumed: “Shut up! What’s the use of being so big? You’re still a weakling in a fight! Just lying on the ground pretending to be a mountain?”

Si Wu remained calm: “I can crush them with my size.”

Seeing the two of them bicker endlessly, Ji Juexiu timely interrupted: “What’s the deal with this wolf?”

Si Wu replied: “The wolf wasn’t injured by me; it fell from the Ice Wall. When I saw it, it was already dying. But I thought the wolf clan was extinct, no longer part of the Eight Hounds Lineage?”

“Oh?” Chi Xian was somewhat surprised. “Didn’t expect you to be so well-informed? Indeed, the wolf clan was besieged in the Eight Hounds Lineage conflict and slaughtered to extinction.”

Si Wu ignored him and looked at Ji Juexiu: “Your Majesty, the wolf clan isn’t completely extinct. There’s still this one, so pitiful. Why don’t you take it as a Guardian Spirit?”

Chi Xian surprisingly agreed with Qing Niu: “That’s a good idea, Ji Juexiu. Although your Six Spirit Seats are full, they’re all support types, each weaker than the last in a fight. And wolves are known for their combat prowess.”

The wolf, hearing the conversation, looked up with a desperate will to survive, struggling to stand up despite its severe injuries, trembling limbs almost breaking.

Si Wu felt heartbroken: “So pitiful.”

Chi Xian sighed: “In this desolate snowy mountain, a wolf appearing here is fate.”

The two of them went back and forth, both hoping Ji Juexiu would take the wolf, even if not as a Spirit Seat, at least as a regular Guardian Spirit.

But Ji Juexiu remained expressionless, merely glancing at the wolf.

In the next moment.

The wolf disappeared from the snowy ground, along with any trace of blood!

Si Wu’s huge pupils contracted, and she mooed loudly.

Chi Xian jumped up: “Oh my god, if you’re not taking it, where did you throw it? I say, Ji Juexiu, you’re really cold-blooded!”

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In a thatched cottage on Ling Mountain.

Xiao Ranshu had just opened her eyes when she heard Zhang Da Niang’s voice, filled with panic.

She yawned and got up, pushing open the main door to peek outside.

Zhang Da Niang and Lao Zhao were in the yard, discussing something with a look of helplessness.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Ranshu asked.

Zhang Da Niang urgently said: “Fairy, go back inside! There’s a wolf in the yard!”

Lao Zhao tried to calm the situation: “It’s okay, it’s okay. The wolf looks like it’s dying, covered in blood.”

Zhang Da Niang: “Oh, stop talking! The smell of blood is overwhelming. The Fairy shouldn’t see such things.”

This piqued Xiao Ranshu’s curiosity; she had never seen a wild wolf before.

How big was it?

Could wolf meat be eaten?

She quickly walked over and found a wolf lying in the open space of the yard.

The wolf was lying on its side, unconscious, its grayish-white fur quite attractive. It would probably look very handsome once cleaned up.

Seeing the wolf lying motionless with no signs of waking, Xiao Ranshu boldly circled around it. Then, she noticed something amiss.

Why did it not seem like a wolf?

So she moved closer and turned the wolf’s head to face her.

A familiar face, the classic three-flame fur pattern on its forehead, and a long tongue hanging out to one side of its big mouth.

It looked exceptionally ‘wise.’

Xiao Ranshu was stunned.

Isn’t this a Husky!