After His Demise, the Demon Lord's Doted Canary Finally Sees the Light - Chapter 69

Shengyan thought the price he spoke of was money. He immediately reached for his wallet, but Xue Linwu  waved his hand. “There is no need for gold or silver. I do not accept worldly things.”

Shengyan, who had no shortage of worldly things, muttered under his breath, “…Ungrateful!”

Jiufang Cangze  patted his good brother’s shoulder in comfort. Just when he thought Qiu Fuxue  would draw his sword again as payment, he heard the other man speak softly. “Twenty years ago, there was an Imperial Tutor Xue in the Imperial City who was sentenced to have his entire family executed for embezzlement. His only son escaped the Imperial City and has been missing ever since.”

Hearing this, Xue Linwu’s face showed no sign of change, but his hand gripping the wheelchair betrayed his troubled heart.

Cai’er  stood in front of Xue Linwu and said angrily, “I don’t think you’re here for a painting at all! What do you really want?! If you keep making trouble, I’ll report you to the officials!”

“The rules of the mortal realm cannot govern the immortal sects. But compared to me, your master should be more against you reporting this to the officials,” Qiu Fuxue’s gaze bypassed Cai’er and fell on the person behind her. “Sir, is this ‘price’ of mine enough for you to paint for me?”

Xue Linwu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He took Cai’er’s hand and whispered something to her. Then he looked up at Qiu Fuxue, his gaze as cold as a venomous snake.

“Come back in three days for the painting.”

The three of them left the house. All along the way, Shengyan’s admiration for Qiu Fuxue was evident.

“Sect Leader Qiu, you’re amazing! I never would have guessed that you, who never leaves the Snowy Peak, would know so much about mortal affairs!”

Qiu Fuxue pursed his lips. “This information was all given to me by City Lord Lan . As for you, after all these years in the Lan family, you haven’t learned anything useful?”

“Why would I learn that…” Shengyan’s eyes drifted. “Lanzhi promised to keep me comfortable for the rest of my life. That’s why I followed him. My only job is to make him happy.”

“…I can tell you’re not doing a very good job of that either.”

Qiu Fuxue stopped. It had just snowed last night, so the ground was covered in a thick layer of ice, and the snow wasn’t melting easily.

He gave the two men behind him a mission. “It’s rumored that there are snow wolves in the forest. Go and investigate.”

Shengyan grabbed Jiufang Cangze and patted his chest. “I’m going to be Sect Leader Qiu’s future head disciple. I guarantee I’ll complete the mission!”

“Disciple…?” Jiufang Cangze’s expression was odd.

Just then, Qiu Fuxue suddenly threw a spirit communication token into his hand. “Be careful. If you encounter danger, send me a message immediately.”

Shengyan, seeing that he didn’t get a token, was displeased. “Why didn’t you give me one?”

Qiu Fuxue raised his chin. “I didn’t say I was giving it to him. If you want one, go and take it from him.”

Jiufang Cangze: …?

While the two of them started to fight, Qiu Fuxue turned and fled the scene.

He had noticed that Xue Linwu’s heavy clothes had a thick bulge on his shoulder. Based on his past experiences, there was a thick layer of bandages under the clothes.

He didn’t know the reason, but this Xue Linwu was definitely injured.

The sun shone. The residents of the town started their work. Qiu Fuxue’s outstanding appearance made him stand out on the street. Since he was an outsider, many residents turned back to give him suspicious looks.

He acted as if he didn’t notice them. He was troubled about how to secretly take down the glass bottle from the front of a house when a sleeve embroidered with silver patterns suddenly moved as if a breeze had caught it.

Qiu Fuxue reached inside and took out a ball of white fur.

“Did Little Sootball wake up?” His eyes curved into a gentle smile.

“Wuwu…!”

The little creature wagged its tail and rubbed its head against the back of his hand.

Suddenly, with a “swoosh,” a stone flew toward him. Qiu Fuxue tilted his head to dodge it, and his brow furrowed in a dark expression.

A few thugs blocked his path.

“So you’re the outsider?” The leader of the thugs spoke lightly. He looked him up and down and slowly approached, his voice growing more obscene. “Tsk, you’re not bad-looking! I wonder how you’d be in bed… Ah!”

Before he could finish, Qiu Fuxue kicked him to the ground. His gaze was as cold as if he were looking at a corpse. “Insolent and rude!”

The thug, his face covered in dirt, climbed back up. He shouted at the group behind him in a fit of rage and embarrassment. “What are you all standing around for! There are more of us! Get him!”

The humming of a sharp blade being drawn filled the sky. Qiu Fuxue swung his sword and cut down the tree closest to them, scaring the thugs so much they stood frozen in place.

“Bo… boss, he… he can use magic…” The thug behind him swallowed, his legs trembling.

These thugs were notorious in Ruibai Town. They were used to being ruffians and only dared to act tough with ordinary people. They were most afraid of running into cultivators with a little power.

He hadn’t expected the outsider they had finally caught to be so powerful.

The leader, who had been beaten, couldn’t swallow his pride. Although he was terrified, he pretended to be fierce and roared, “You idiots, what are you afraid of!”

However, in the blink of an eye, the cold blade was at his forehead.

The others saw this and scattered, afraid that they would be the next to suffer.

Qiu Fuxue held Little Sootball in one hand and his sword in the other. His tall and straight figure made many girls who were secretly watching feel a stirring in their hearts.

What kind of bad intentions could a handsome gentleman who loves small animals have?

But the thug didn’t think that way. He let out a tragic wail, and then it was as if something was stuck in his throat. He writhed on the ground in pain.

He finally managed to clear his throat and heard that terrifying voice say, “This poison is called Wujin San (烏金散). Without an antidote, you will die within three days, bleeding black blood from your seven orifices.”

“No! No…” The thug immediately burst into tears. He was flexible enough to climb to Qiu Fuxue and kowtow. “Immortal, Immortal, please let me go… I know I was wrong… I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!”

The noise gave Qiu Fuxue a headache. He simply cast a silencing spell. “Listen to me obediently, and you will get the antidote. Take me to your house.”

The thug’s mouth was open, but he couldn’t make a sound. His eyes were wide with shock when he heard what he said.

Qiu Fuxue’s eyes dangerously narrowed. “I don’t like to repeat myself.”

A cold sweat inexplicably broke out on the thug’s back. He quickly nodded, made a gesture to invite him, and trotted to lead the way.

Throughout the entire process, Little Sootball was held in his arms and had its eyes covered. It hadn’t seen what had happened at all.

When it looked up again, it only saw its master smiling. “Little Sootball, I’m taking you somewhere else to play.”

The thug leading the way kept his eyes straight ahead, but the voice sent a shiver down his spine.

He wondered if these Taoists specialized in changing their expressions. The person had just been fighting and killing, so how could his voice have suddenly changed?