Xiao Jinting looked at the Immortal Crystal Card and said in anger, âZi Yu has transferred the Immortal Crystal to me, but she only gave me ten thousand pieces of Immortal Crystal. Women are the most vicious. It is mean of her to dismiss me with such a small sum of money.â
Xu Muan looked at Xiao Jinting, who was fuming, and shook his head helplessly. âCome on. Itâs good that she gave you some Immortal Crystal. Itâs better than nothing.â
Xiao Jinting nodded. âYou are right.â
He noticed that Xu Muan was upset. âWhatâs wrong? You are not in a good mood.â
Xu Muan shook his head. âWell, Iâm worried about Xiaojin. I feel that heâs in Moon Dusk, but he canât find us in such a big place.â
Xu Muan closed his eyes. He knew Xiao Xiaojin was looking for them, but they didnât dare to expose themselves. He felt he was a loser.
Xiao Jinting patted Xu Muan on the shoulder and said, âDonât worry. Xiaojin is a lucky child. Perhaps he is lying in the Immortal Crystal Mountain and counting the pieces of Immortal Crystal. He might be having a great time.â
The picture that Xiao Jinting described amused Xu Muan, who smiled. âYou are having a good dream.â
Xiao Jinting crossed his arms. âPerhaps I am right.â
He was almost right. There was a huge Immortal Crystal Mountain in front of Xiao Xiaojin, and a young man was lying on the mountain, picking his teeth and counting the pieces of Immortal Crystal. He rolled around happily and ordered Xiao Xiaojin, âGo wash the pot.â
Xiao Xiaojin was speechless.
Long Jingtian sprawled on the mountain and muttered lazily, âWhy are you looking for your parents? Perhaps they have had more children and forgotten about you.â
Xiao Xiaojin said, âImpossible.â
âWhy not? After my father separated from my mother, he quickly dated countless women and had several children.â Long Jingtian bounced on the mountain, and the pieces of Immortal Crystal rolled around.
He thought his siblings were ugly and stupid, but the elders of the Dragon tribe treasured them. Were they blind? Why did they detest him? Just because he had extra wings?
Xiao Xiaojin was speechless. Although the descendants of the Dragon were scarce, there would be quite many if Long Jingtianâs father had a lot of women.
Xiao Xiaojin said, âYou are pitiful.â No wonder the latter had a bad temper, which had something to do with his background.
It was said that Long Jingtian grew up on Dragon Mountain. The elders always forgot to give him food, and he almost died of hunger. Ever since then, Long Jingtian had developed a special desire for food.
He got out of control when he beheld good food. It was said that when some Real Immortals were having banquets in the Lower District, Long Jingtian sneaked into the kitchen and swiped all the food, messing up the banquets.
A Real Immortal once set up a trap for Long Jingtian and held a party, and Long Jingtian almost got caught. Ever since then, he had restrained himself.
Xiao Xiaojinâs words crossed Long Jingtian, who said in anger, âI donât need your sympathy. Youâd better prepare sufficient food for me. If I get hungry, Iâll eat you for food. I wonât spit out the bones.â
Long Jingtian transformed into a dragon and showed his teeth at Xiao Xiaojin. The smell of rabbit stew with turnip disgusted Xiao Jinting, who almost fainted.
Xiao Xiaojin looked at Long Jingtianâs angry face and collected himself. He frowned. âYou should brush your teeth.â
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Long Jingtianâs eyes. Xiao Xiaojin thought Long Jingtian was blushing, but he couldnât see that because the latter had transformed into a thick-skinned beast.
Long Jingtian said resentfully, âI donât brush my teeth. So what?â
Xiao Xiaojin nodded and said coaxingly, âItâs fine that you donât brush your teeth.â
That pissed Long Jingtian off. âDonât treat me like a child. Iâll beat you.â
Xiao Xiaojin changed the subject. âYou are asking for trouble, sleeping on the Immortal Crystal Mountain. A demonic beast came last time.â
Long Jingtian said indifferently, âSo what? I killed it.â
Xiao Xiaojin was speechless, thinking he was lucky to be alive. He stayed with such a ferocious creature and rode on him to look for his parents.
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One day, a Real Immortal came to Xiao Jintingâs pill shop.
Xiao Jinting greeted him. âWhat can I help you, sir? We donât have high-quality pills, and Iâm afraid that they canât meet your requirement.â
Most of Xiao Jintingâs customers were cultivators at the stage of False Immortal and the preliminary and medium Real Immortal, while this customer was at the late stage of Real Immortal.
He didnât seem interested in the pills. After he arrived, he looked around the shop as if he had another purpose.
He stared at Xiao Jinting with a vague smile. âI come to see you, Mr. Xiao. You are good at disguising.â