Chapter 2370: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 13
The morning light was dim, and it was already much warmer through the inn's windows covered with gauze.
Xie Qingmo opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little hazy, and his eyes habitually glanced to his side.
Jinchen did not stay in bed as usual, but sat cross-legged on the footstool beside the bed, with his black robe draped loosely on his body. He lowered his head, and between his slender fingers, he held a... pink, chubby little thing.
Xie Qingmo was puzzled and looked carefully.
The little thing was only the size of a palm, completely hairless, with a soft pink skin. It was trying to pull at Jinchen's finger with its two small front paws, its round eyes curiously looking around, its tail twitching, making the whimpering sounds of a young animal.
Jinchen gently poked its soft belly with his fingertips. The little thing immediately twisted its body and made a comfortable purring sound, seeming to find it very interesting.
"…What is this?" Xie Qingmo sat up and looked at this little thing that appeared out of nowhere, which was obviously demonic but extremely weak and harmless, with a frown on his face.
Jinchen looked up when he heard the voice, with a playful smile on his face, and raised the small thing in his palm towards Xie Qingmo.
"Hatched from stone." He raised his chin towards the stone that had cracked in two.
Xie Qingmo: “…” So this is an egg.
Jinchen teased the pink ball with his fingers, and the little thing immediately hugged his fingertips and rubbed it affectionately with its little head.
"It's quite cute." Jin Chen commented, and then held it in front of Xie Qingmo, "Xie Qingmo, do you know what kind of monster this is? It looks weird."
Xie Qingmo observed intently for a moment, and the pink ball opened its big round eyes and looked at him confusedly.
Xie Qingmo slowly shook his head: "Never seen it before."
There seems to be no record of this monster's appearance in ancient books.
[Host, quickly drip your blood to recognize the master, this is what the original plot says. 】
Jinchen seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes moving between Xie Qingmo and the little girl.
He suddenly grabbed one of Xie Qingmo's fingers and tapped the tip of his finger lightly on the tip of his finger.
A drop of bright red blood instantly seeped out.
"What are you doing?" Xie Qingmo was startled and wanted to pull his hand back.
Jinchen moved faster, pinching his finger and placing the drop of blood precisely on the little pink ball's forehead.
The blood drop instantly sank into its pink skin and disappeared.
The little pink ball's body trembled slightly, and then, as if it had smelled the most tempting scent in the world, it immediately let go of Jinchen's fingers, and eagerly moved its little head to Xie Qingmo's injured fingertips, stretched out its pink little tongue, and licked it carefully.
"Okay, you're addicted to it." Jinchen immediately grabbed the little pink ball back and touched Xie Qingmo's fingers.
At the same time, Xie Qingmo clearly felt that there was an ancient and powerful pressure in his sea of consciousness, even though it was still a little weak now.
Xie Qingmo's pupils shrank slightly, and his tone was solemn: "...It is the descendant of a great demon." Moreover, its bloodline is extremely pure and its rank is extremely high. It is definitely not an ordinary demon beast.
He looked at the little pink ball that was still licking his fingers and seemed extremely dependent, and frowned even more tightly, "But I am a sword cultivator. Taming a demon pet is of no benefit, and it will only distract me."
"Ok?"
Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing a bit of disdain, "Who told you to keep it as a demon pet? Isn't having a sword spirit like me enough for you to worry about?"
He stretched out his finger and flicked the little pink ball's forehead gently, "The purpose of taming this thing is to make it work. Today we have to deal with the guy at the bottom of the cliff. With it by our side, it won't be that difficult to kill the big monster, stupid."
Xie Qingmo: “…”
He was choked and speechless for a moment, and said helplessly: "Jinchen, can you understand that I am the sword master?"
When Jinchen heard this, his heart moved.
He stood up from his feet, turned around swiftly, and knelt on the bed in front of Xie Qingmo.
The black robe spread out, and he slightly raised his overly handsome face, and spoke in a deliberately soft and slow voice.
"Yes, Master..." He deliberately dragged out his tone, "What can I do for you?"
Xie Qingmo's eyelashes trembled violently, and a strange wave of emotion inexplicably arose in his heart.
Almost instinctively, he turned his face away in panic, avoiding Jinchen's overly hot and frank gaze, "...That's not what I meant! Get up quickly!"
The smile in Jinchen's eyes deepened, and he straightened up obediently and asked with confidence.
"Okay then, but you haven't combed my hair yet."
Xie Qingmo: “…”
Eh, forget it.
What rules does a sword spirit know? Just do whatever you want.
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In the lobby downstairs, everyone was sitting around enjoying some simple food.
Xie Qingmo walked down holding the pink little monster that was still looking around curiously in his arms.
“Big Brother,” Xie Qingmo walked straight to Yun Che, “You are knowledgeable and experienced, can you identify this thing?”
He lifted the little pink ball in his arms slightly.
The pink, hairless, and strangely shaped little creature immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Huh? What is this?" Xing Yan came over curiously.
"So small..." Shi Yan also widened his eyes.
Liu Qingcheng's gaze fell on the obviously extraordinary little monster in Xie Qingmo's arms, with worry and confusion on his face.
"Second Brother? How can you tame a monster of unknown origin? Master hates his disciples being involved with monsters. Isn't this against the rules?"
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yun Che's shocked voice.
“No! Qing Mo!” Yun Che stood up abruptly, staring intently at the little pink ball, his face showing undisguised excitement and admiration.
"You did a great job! Great!" His voice trembled. "This... this is the orphan of a great flame demon with at least a thousand years of cultivation and noble bloodline! Its aura is pure and ancient, and it has a natural pressure on demons! If we have it with us, we will be able to deal with twice the result with half the effort and greatly reduce the danger!"
Yun Che looked at Xie Qingmo excitedly, his eyes full of praise, "This demon cub is extremely rare. It is said that it is born with a talent for treasure hunting and has an extraordinary perception of spiritual energy veins, natural materials and treasures! Qingmo, this will be a great help to you!"
"Wow! Second Brother is so lucky!" Xing Yan exclaimed enviously.
"Congratulations, Second Brother!" Shi Yan also congratulated naively.
Lan Yi looked at the little demon beast, then glanced at Liu Qingcheng, whose face turned pale instantly. She curved her lips slightly and whispered, "Congratulations, Second Senior Brother, for getting this opportunity."
Liu Qingcheng: "..."
Liu Qingcheng really didn't expect that Xie Qingmo would have such good luck.
In the past, his natal sword had developed spirituality, making him one in a million among sword cultivators.
Now there is another demon beast pet that can hunt for treasures! 】
But he couldn't get even a little bit of such good fortune. How could he be willing to accept this?
We must find a way...
"Xie Qingmo, you have to be careful," Jinchen muttered lazily in Xie Qingmo's sea of consciousness, "Liu Bailian is going to act up again."
