After Transmigrating and Humiliating the Cold and Glamorous Demon Venerable - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: I Don’t Really Want to Eat It

Looking at the fierce little fox, Ye Lanqing asked somewhat imploringly, “Did you sleep well last night? Was it too stuffy being cooped up in the cage?”

The little fox retracted its fangs and tilted its head, sizing up Ye Lanqing.

This little Daoist… wants to let me out?

This reaction made Ye Lanqing a bit bolder. Looking at the little fox, she felt her heart melt. Those pointed ears twitched back and forth, and the moist, fleshy pink tip of its nose made Ye Lanqing want to give it a good rub. Was this cute and pitiful little thing truly the Demon Venerable who made everyone tremble in the original novel?

Deluded by the little fox’s seemingly harmless appearance, Ye Lanqing acted on a sudden impulse and blurted out:

“I can let you out, but the snow has melted outside. I’ll let you go into the yard to get some fresh air, okay?”

Upon hearing this, a flash of astonishment crossed Zhong Xue’s eyes.

Is this little Daoist really so kind-hearted as to let me out?

However, Ye Lanqing’s next sentence caused a layer of frost to cover Zhong Xue’s gaze.

“Only…” Ye Lanqing pulled out a sturdy-looking rope from somewhere and tried to negotiate: “To prevent you from getting lost or running off somewhere and being discovered by other sisters… I have to put this on you… um, a leash.”

Zhong Xue: ???

What is this little Daoist saying?!

Zhong Xue recognized it at a glance—the item in Ye Lanqing’s hand was no ordinary object; it was a Demon-Binding Lock.

Although this thing could only handle ordinary minor demons, she currently couldn’t use her demonic power. If the little Daoist noticed…

Even if the item in the Daoist’s hand was just an ordinary rope, her dignified self, the Demon Venerable, could not be treated this way!

The mere fact that the little Daoist had such a thought was a crime punishable by death!

Zhong Xue’s sharp claws slid out, pressing against the old padded jacket beneath her. If this little Daoist dared to lock her up like a human treats a pet dog, she would definitely shred this little Daoist’s jacket to pieces.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t! We can talk this out!” Ye Lanqing nearly knelt before this “ancestor.”

“If you really find this padded jacket uncomfortable, at least wait until spring when it’s not cold anymore to tear it…”

Heh. Zhong Xue sneered in her heart.

It wasn’t that she found the ragged cotton jacket uncomfortable; she found cultivators uncomfortable! Especially this little Daoist who had desecrated her!

“Ancestor, please put your claws away… It doesn’t matter if you ruin the jacket, but don’t hurt yourself…”

Ye Lanqing’s pleading did not earn the Demon Venerable’s pity. The little fox mercilessly sliced open the jacket, revealing the clumped cotton stuffing inside.

Ye Lanqing: …

Looking at the pathetic padded jacket, Ye Lanqing’s mouth twitched. She was furious but dared not speak. Why did it have to slash it just like that? This fox’s temper was greater than all the cats and dogs she had ever seen in the pet hospital combined! It clearly possessed spiritual intelligence yet loved to cause trouble. Ye Lanqing was certain the little fox understood her perfectly.

It understood, but it insisted on being contrary.

With a surge of frustration stifled in her chest, Ye Lanqing looked at the fox sitting there proudly and couldn’t help but complain: “I don’t think you’re a fox; you’re a Beagle.”

Ye Lanqing mourned the jacket but was helpless. What could she do? She couldn’t exactly trim the Demon Venerable’s nails.

What was a “Beagle”? Although Zhong Xue had never heard the word, she could guess from the Daoist’s complaining tone that it definitely wasn’t a good word!

This little Daoist is definitely cursing me! Presumptuous!

Zhong Xue gave another swipe, and the jacket beneath her was now completely unwearable.

Ye Lanqing watched this scene dumbstruck, her temper completely drained. Resigned to her fate, she put the rope away and began to worry about how to coax this ill-tempered, highly destructive little fox.

The culprit, Zhong Xue, elegantly licked her paw. She lifted her eyelids, glancing at the fuming yet silent Ye Lanqing with her water-blue eyes, and snorted inwardly: Trying to contend with this Venerable? You’re still a bit green.

“Looking at you like this… I really don’t dare let you out.”

Today it was the padded jacket being torn to shreds; she feared that tomorrow it would be her own three souls and seven spirits.

Heh. Zhong Xue turned her back, refusing to look at Ye Lanqing.

She knew it—human cultivators were habitual liars. How could she truly be kind enough to let her out? It was nothing more than giving her a bit of hope only to crush it. Truly wicked to the core.

Ye Lanqing boiled a pot of water on the clay stove. Noticing a few fox hairs had fallen into the half-bowl of water inside the cage, she worried the little fox might mind, so she poured it out and replaced it with clean water.

She broke apart the cake Liu Xiaohan had given her yesterday, eating half soaked in hot water, and then turned the fox’s cage around, forcing Zhong Xue to face her.

“There’s half a cake left. Do you want to eat?”

Zhong Xue moved her tail irritably and closed her eyes. How could I possibly eat such a thing?

Ye Lanqing sighed: “Then wait here, I’ll go find something else to eat.”

Today, all the major sects had gathered at the Xuanfeng Sect to discuss dealing with demons and monsters. The Sect Leader, elders, and high-level cultivators were all gathered at the Main Peak. Besides discussing important matters, the elite cultivators would inevitably hold sparring matches.

The Main Peak was incredibly noisy, but the place where Ye Lanqing lived was silent and remote. With everyone’s attention drawn elsewhere, it was a perfect opportunity for her.

Ye Lanqing locked the courtyard gate and slipped away to the back mountain like a thief. Because of the Sect Assembly, the cultivators who usually gathered herbs here were nowhere to be found.

The original owner of the body had frequently hunted wild rabbits because she had nothing to eat. Now that Ye Lanqing controlled the body, the path was familiar to her. However, it was winter; white rabbits hid easily in the snow, and gray rabbits were clever enough to hide in the bushes. Ye Lanqing scanned her surroundings, looking for footprints and droppings as much as possible.

The cold wind whistled. Ye Lanqing held her breath, fearing she might run into patrolling cultivators. If her fellow disciples saw her hunting privately, she would not only be punished with copying the sect rules but also have two days of dinner docked.

For this arrogant little fox, it really isn’t easy…

Finally, on a slope, a withered branch twitched slightly. Ye Lanqing’s eyes lit up. She crouched low and slowly approached. A white wild rabbit was burrowing at a tree root while alertly twitching its ears to monitor its surroundings.

The original owner knew a bit of offensive magic, and although Ye Lanqing had those memories, she had never actually used them. Facing this rabbit, she could only take a gamble.

She pressed her index and middle fingers together, channeled the spiritual energy throughout her body, and released it. A bolt of blue light struck the rabbit’s hind leg precisely. The rabbit struggled in pain, trying to flee, but with a wounded leg, it couldn’t run fast.

Ye Lanqing rushed forward and pounced on the injured rabbit. After a flurry of chaotic movement, she finally caught it. Ignoring the withered grass sticking to her clothes from kneeling on the ground, she quickly tied the rabbit with grass rope, stuffed it into a tattered cloth bag she had prepared, and returned the way she came.

On the way back, Ye Lanqing kept using her feet to sweep the snow, covering her tracks. She couldn’t let anyone discover her footprints. If someone followed them to her courtyard and found the Demon Venerable hidden in her room, it would be a disaster.

Presumably, the major sects had sensed the Demon Venerable’s plight, which was why they were holding the assembly now.

Inside the cage, Zhong Xue maintained the same posture she had when Ye Lanqing left, appearing as if she cared for nothing. But when Ye Lanqing entered the room with a wriggling cloth bag, those furry ears stood straight up, and her pink nose twitched.

There is a faint scent of blood.

Is this stupid Daoist injured?

A sliver of an unusual emotion welled up, but Zhong Xue quickly convinced herself: If the stupid Daoist dies and I am trapped here, my fate will also be sealed.

Ye Lanqing turned to bolt the door, leaning against the doorframe to catch her breath before untying the bag to reveal the shivering wild rabbit.

“Here, it’s fresh. Eat up.” Ye Lanqing’s face held a hint of anticipation.

Seeing that it wasn’t the stupid Daoist who was injured, Zhong Xue closed her eyes.

Ye Lanqing froze. Don’t foxes like to eat wild rabbits? Are you kidding me? She had wanted to catch a wild pheasant, but the snow on the mountain was so thick; it wasn’t that easy to find something the Demon Venerable liked to eat.

“Please eat a little, this is definitely more nutritious than eggs…” Ye Lanqing coaxed in a gentle voice.

Zhong Xue irritably opened her eyes and hissed at Ye Lanqing. What does this little Daoist take me for? I am not an unawakened beast; how could I consume raw flesh and blood?

Zhong Xue turned her head away, not even looking at the rabbit. She didn’t want to see the rabbit, nor did she want to see Ye Lanqing.

“You don’t like rabbit? You’d rather have pheasant?”

Looking at the rabbit she had worked so hard to catch, Ye Lanqing felt it would be a waste to just let it go. In the two days since she had transmigrated, she hadn’t eaten anything good. How about she roasts this rabbit? Once she was full and had her strength back, she could look for other food for the little fox.

Thinking this, Ye Lanqing handled the rabbit with practiced efficiency. She was a pet doctor, after all, and had performed many dissections in university. She wasn’t afraid of such things.

Ye Lanqing peeled the rabbit skin and set it in a cool place to dry, intending to use the fur to make something warm for the winter later. Next, she placed the rabbit meat on the clay stove to roast. Before long, the aroma began to drift.

Ye Lanqing found the salt and spices the original owner had hidden in the cabinet and sprinkled them evenly over the golden-brown roasting meat. Instantly, the fragrance became even more enticing.

Just as Ye Lanqing was about to feast, her peripheral vision caught the little fox in the cage.

Those furry ears were standing perfectly straight, and the fleshy pink nose was twitching. The water-blue eyes had opened a crack, stealthily eyeing the sizzling, oil-dripping rabbit meat.

Ye Lanqing: ?

So the little fox didn’t dislike rabbit meat; it just didn’t want to eat it raw?

It only eats if it’s cooked? As expected of the Demon Venerable… quite sophisticated.

Zhong Xue sat in the cage, her full attention on the scent of the roasted meat. She couldn’t help but lick the corner of her mouth. Suddenly realizing the little Daoist was watching her, Zhong Xue’s body stiffened, and she quickly shut her eyes tight, pretending to be completely indifferent.

Hmph, this Venerable has no interest in such things.

However, her slightly twitching nostrils and the subtle swallowing motion in her throat betrayed her. Zhong Xue was filled with a mix of shame and anger. She absolutely could not let this little Daoist discover she wanted to eat, otherwise… it would be too humiliating!

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