The cloak tore, revealing a tuft of snow-white fluff. Mo Tianliao quickly stuffed Lord Kitty back into his clothes and gave him an appeasing pat.
The cub in the cage was indeed a Demonic Beast possessing spiritual awareness. Even if its spiritual roots were ordinary, anyone would go crazy for it. The starting price was five hundred top-grade lingshi!
Five hundred top-grade lingshi, that is, five thousand mid-grade lingshi, or fifty thousand low-grade lingshi!
Demonic Beasts had always been exorbitantly expensive, and most cultivators could never afford one. The female disciple from the demonic sect was also eagerly bidding, completely oblivious to the distress of her shixiong, who had just paid for her magical weapons.
Mo Tianliao said nothing, and instead got up and quickly left the lobby.
Once someone takes possession of a Demonic Beast, they would need to immediately form a contract in order to prevent it from being stolen the second they walked out the door. Blood pacts had a significant effect on Demonic Beasts, which would probably cause Mo Xiaozhao distress. He needed to leave quickly.
All eyes were fixed on the Demonic Beast. No one noticed his movements as he turned around and left through the back door. Only the Golden Core appraiser looked in his direction and smiled knowingly.
If you used a wooden plaque to sit in a private room, you couldn’t participate in the auction of your consignment. Those were the rules. Mo Tianliao’s practice of fishing in troubled waters and driving up prices would absolutely not be allowed in large auction houses, but small auction houses like this one turned a blind eye to it.
After earning one hundred and twenty-seven mid-grade lingshi, he finally had enough money for Mo Xiaozhao.
The Demonic Beast had already been bought by the time he walked out of the auction house. Mo Tianliao looked back and frowned slightly; the man was dressed in cyan clothes. It turned out to be the Qingyun Sect!
“Growl—” The little leopard screamed in horror as it was dragged out of the cage. It breathed fire at the man, but the cultivator next to him raised a hand and blocked it. He pulled out a dagger and scratched between the little leopard’s eyebrows, forcing out a drop of blood.
The kitten took one look at this and clutched at his clothes, trembling faintly. Mo Tianliao thought that it was scared and hurried out the door.
The shopkeeper at a Dan pharmacy told Mo Tianliao that their alchemist was examining their supplies in the warehouse, which was five miles away from town. He could go there directly to see the doctor.
After leaving Ruyi Town and walking on the mountain path, Mo Tianliao removed his cloak and released Lord Kitty, who by this time was feeling suffocated.
The little white furball was a little listless and did not move nor scream as he pulled it up by the scruff of the neck.
“What’s the matter?” Mo Tianliao reached out and raised the kitten to his face.
Big, translucent eyes like Liuli crystals looked at him a little coldly as if expressing some unspeakable injustice.
“What’s the matter, baby? Mo Tianliao placed the furball on his shoulders and ran his hand down its back as if soothing a child.
“Meow…” The kitten slowly stretched out its two furry paws and encircled Mo Tianliao’s neck. However, its arms were too short to encircle more than half of it. The small pink nose sniffed around his neck and inhaled again and again. The faint smell of vegetation diluted the bloody stench that lingered on the tip of his nose and made him feel a little better.
Mo Tianliao sighed, regretting that he had walked too slowly, and had allowed his furball to see that person cutting the cub with a knife. Mo Xiaozhao was probably scared.
After lying down for a while, the kitten perked up again, looked up at Mo Tianliao’s worried eyes, retracted its claws, and patted him on the chin with his toe beans.
This excellency knows that these days, the entire continent treats Demonic Beasts this way. It was only a momentary lapse. Let’s go.
Mo Tianliao kissed his warm paws. “Don’t be afraid. I will never force you to sign a blood pact if you don’t want to.”
Who told you I was scared?!
Lord Kitty narrowed his eyes and gave him a scratch.
Does this excellency look so cowardly?
Thus, one man and one cat arrived at the alchemist’s warehouse after playing the whole way on the road. The warehouse was a small courtyard made of bamboo. From time to time, low-level cultivators who went up the mountain to collect plants came here to buy and sell spiritual herbs, and Qi Refining cultivators became alchemist apprentices in order to practice their skills at examining herbs. After hearing what Mo Tianliao had come for, he was led to the back.
The only alchemist at the foot of the mountain was at the mid-rank Foundation Establishment stage. There were high-ranking alchemists in the sect, but Mo Tianliao did not dare to expose his Xiaozhao, so he had to come down the mountain to find this alchemist.
“Meow!” The alchemist stretched out his hand to feel the cat’s pulse and was immediately scratched.
You dare to touch this excellency’s hand?
The alchemist had no choice but to continue the examination while wearing the chainmail gloves he used to handle his pill furnace.
He could not find any problems even after a thorough examination.
“There’s nothing wrong with your kitten. It’s just a little small. I have some good beast pellets here. Do you want to buy some for feeding it when you go back?” he asked, pouring a few brownish-yellow food pellets out of a gourd and putting them in front of the kitten.
The white kitten glanced at them. The pellets looked poorly made, and they emitted a strange smell. It lifted its claws, quickly threw them under the table with a slap, then shook its paws in disgust.
“What a waste! What a waste!”
The alchemist’s spiritual parrot crowed and flew over to swallow the beast pellets on the ground.
Alchemy and crafting equipment were both extremely profitable businesses. However, a Foundation Establishment cultivator should not be able to afford a Demonic Beast. Mo Tianliao assumed that the alchemist had caught it himself. Compared to the disgusting beast pellets, the brightly-coloured parrot was obviously more attractive to the cat. The little furball lowered his body, jumped up, and caught the parrot by the neck.
“Murder! Murder!” the parrot shrieked.
Mo Tianliao hurriedly grabbed the kitten. “Spit it out!”
The alchemist who had reached out to save his bird withdrew his hand. He was very gratified with the man’s courtesy and was prepared to charge him only twenty-five lingshi for the consultation fee.
“Spit it out quickly. It’ll hurt if you start to choke on the feathers.” Mo Tianliao pulled the bird out of the cat’s mouth and allowed the kitten to spit twice hastily.
The alchemist picked up his parrot, which had been thrown aside, and decided to charge him forty lingshi.
“Bald! Bald!” The parrot looked down at its neck that had been plucked and was utterly heartbroken.
After paying a large sum of medical fees, there was still no answer. On the way back to the sect, Mo Tianliao looked at the kitten yawning again and frowned slightly.
“Xiaozhao, can you show me your soul?”
With this, he lifted the cat and put his forehead against it.
“Meow!” The kitten turned its head away from him.
“Be good, show me!” Mo Tianliao was even more anxious when he saw this. Since the kitten’s body was fine, the drowsiness might be a sign of a damaged soul.
The kitten became angry, gave him a scratch, jumped to the ground, and scuttled away.
Without much thought, Mo Tianliao went after him. The mountain forest was dense, so it would be difficult to find such a small furball if it hid in there. Moreover, this was not the back of Woqing Abode, and danger could appear at any time.
“Yo, a Qi Refining cultivator unexpectedly owns a Spiritual Beast!” a cynical voice remarked while a bulky palm grabbed the fleeing furball.
Mo Tianliao was surprised and looked up. It was the set of male and female demonic cultivators he had seen in town.
“Milord!” the woman immediately exclaimed when she saw Mo Tianliao’s face clearly.
“Meow!” The kitten was very angry when it was caught. It struggled and scratched with its four paws. When it saw that its attempts were fruitless, it suddenly sprayed a mouthful of ice mist into the big fellow’s eyes.
The freezing cold fog turned into ice blades when it reached his face, making countless cuts on the demonic cultivator.
“Shimei, this is not a Spiritual Beast, but a Demonic Beast!"
A Demonic Beast’s cultivation would be restricted after entering a blood pact. If the master was in the Qi Refining stage, the Demonic Beast would only be able to exert power up to that level. But given just now, it was apparent that it had far exceeded that level.
Mo Tianliao caught the furball who jumped into his arms and looked at the couple coldly.
“You, what is your connection with Lord Duantian?” The woman took out the Submerged Wood magical weapons that she had just bought, giving the strong impression that she would not give up until she got a satisfactory answer.
Mo Tianliao narrowed his eyes and touched the little furball in his arms. He decided to kill the two.
Big fellow: No blood pact, steal, steal, steal
Female cultivator: Looks just like Milord, steal, steal, steal
Carpenter: You dare touch my cat? You are dead! Dead!!!
Posting schedule updated to twice a week. I’ll work hard