Mystic Beast Mall
“We might be in trouble now, Young Master,” Xuan Zhengtang whispered, constantly checking behind them because he detected the hostile cultivators tailing them upon hitting the streets.
“What trouble?” Mu Yu indifferently asked, having already sensed the stalkers and put his thumb on their goal.
“Master Yu, do you know who Yi Feiying is?” inquired Xuan Zhengtang, inwardly cursing, “Are you actually foolish or genuinely don’t know? Why am I more worried than you are?!”
“An idiot. If he wants a fight, smash his face in,” answered Xiaoshuai.
Though there was no hope of getting through to Xiaoshuai, Xuan Zhengtang insisted on warning Mu Yu.
“Master Yu, you have not offended Yi Feying alone. Everyone else is also after your level seven fiend soul.”
“Oh, that’s what you meant? You can relax, then,” assured Mu Yu, adding a warm smile, thereby amplifying Xuan Zhengtang’s concern.
If Mu Yu was good enough to be recognised, Yi Feiying should’ve recognised him, yet nobody at Beast-Taming Hall recognised Mu Yu. Equating fame with prowess as many did, Xuan Zhengtang interpreted that as Yi Feiying being superior to Mu Yu.
“We’re not worried, so you shouldn’t be worried. If anything happens, I have your back,” added Xiaoshuai.
“You are right. I must be overthinking.”
Xuan Zhengtang smiled back hopelessly, promising himself he would protect Xiaoshuai on Mu Yu’s behalf of Yi Feiying killed Mu Yu.
“Miss, do I have something on my face?” Mu Yu asked, aware that Xuan Sitong had been looking at him for a while. “You’ve been staring at me for a long time.”
“I feel there’s something about you that’s unordinary.”
“Your point?”
“Why aren’t you fretting despite the imminent crisis? Do you really not know Yi Feiying? Our patriarch would be submissive before him.”
“What do you think I should do before him, then?”
“I know you’re strong, but Earth Sovereign Sect is one of the eight great sects.”
“If you’re worried about me implicating you, you can take the one million and leave. I won’t complain or think poorly of you.”
“We are not cowards, so we are not worried about being implicated or anything of the sort. You saved our lives in the woods and offered to pay us. We could not be grateful enough, let alone run,” solemnly responded Xuan Zhengtang.
“Dad and I will think of something for you,” promised Xuan Sitong, though she really did not have a miracle solution.
“We meet Yi Feiying’s kind almost everywhere we go, and we slap them silly every time,” conveyed Xiaoshuai, jumping onto Mu Yu’s back.
“Can you walk properly?” Mu Yu chided.
“No, I’m tired.”
“How about I give you a ride on my back, Young Master?” offered Xuan Zhengtang.
“Sure. It’s all the same to me. Wait, I want to ride on your shoulders.” Xiaoshuai smiled from ear to ear as he hopped onto Xuan Zhengtang’s shoulders.
“Mr. Xuan, is there any other place we can sell fiend beasts?” Mu Yu questioned.
“… There is…”
“Let’s go there.”
“The other shop is Mystic Beast Mall. The thing is… it is one of our sect’s assets.”
“What did you take me to Beast-Taming Hall for, in that case?” Mu Yu asked, confused.
“Our business has never done well; we only buy level three and four fiend beasts and pay but thousands for each transaction, while the lowest level fiend beast you killed is level six. We cannot afford your catch, which is why I took you to Beast-Taming Hall.”
“No wonder why you evaluated the beautiful leopard’s value so precisely.”
“Sometimes, we do purchase level six fiend beast, but we purchase them for substantially less than Beast-Taming Hall. We do not want to take advantage of your good will.”
Fathoming Xuan Zhengtang could have bought the fiend beasts for a low price and then sold them off for markedly more for profit, yet chose not to, Mu Yu expressed, “Your honesty is worthy of admiration.”
“Master Yu, you seem trained in the art of fiend beast hunting. Have you never sold any before?”
“No, we’ve always been eating level six fiend beasts and throwing away their carcass. My brother prefers level seven fiend beasts and the fast type because of their firmer thighs, for that matter. I’m not picky about their taste, however.”
“N-not picky about level seven fiend beasts’ taste?”
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