Mu Yan subconsciously glanced in the direction of Danyang Zhenren's residence and lowered her voice: "You are crazy. If Zhenzhen knows, he will expose you."
Yunli smiled slyly, "Don't let him know. Xiao Hei has grown up and is a monster with an independent personality. It can decide its own affairs."
She held the little black chicken in her hand, made its eyes look level with hers, showed a kind aunt-like smile, and asked gently: "Isn't that right, Xiaohei?"
Little Black Chicken Mung Bean blinked his eyes, tilted his neck and thought for a while, then nodded seriously.
Mu Yan was stunned on the spot and doubted for a while: "Does it really understand what you are saying?"
"Definitely!" Yunli was very confident. She turned around and asked with a smile: "Xiao Hei, can you give me some of your blood?"
The little black cock flew out of her hand and landed in a soft corner, turning back to stare at her warily.
"Phew!" Mu Yan laughed.
Yunli: "...Don't be stingy, just use a little, you won't die!"
The little black chicken is still very alert, with the feathers on its back standing up, its two paws holding on tightly, and its skinny legs full of strength.
As soon as Yunli took a step towards it, it quickly flapped its wings and flew to the beam above its head.
"Hahaha..." Mu Yan laughed forward and backward.
Yunli's face was dark, "Get down here!"
The little black chicken hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly flew in front of her, his little eyes filled with aggrievedness.
Yunli put away her dark face, slowed down her tone, and said earnestly: "Xiao Hei, being willing to help others is an indispensable quality for a monster. What is the most important thing about a monster?"
"It's unity! If every monster only cares about itself and refuses to save itself, how can we unite and fight against the enemy together? Did you hear the discussion I had with Ayan just now?"
"Why does the Nether Tiger have the confidence to betray its master? Because it is not a demon. It has the entire demon clan as its backing..."
Mu Yan was speechless. What kind of nonsense are they talking about? In Tianwu Forest, the jungle is always going on, with the weak and the strong, the winner and the loser.
Moreover, does it have anything to do with letting Cangjie voluntarily donate blood and the monsters help each other?
Seeing that she had no intention of resorting to violence, the little black chicken was no longer afraid and let her tongue shine like a lotus flower. It went in and out of her ears without paying any attention to her.
Mu Yan thoughtfully handed over a glass of water: "Moisten your throat and continue."
Yunli glared at the little black chicken bitterly, took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. The green and yellow tea had a bit of astringency, which dispersed the dryness between her lips and teeth.
She took a breath. It seemed that this method was useless for the little black chicken. She had to find another way.
After thinking about it, she took out a spiritual fruit, shook it near the little black chicken's mouth, and said leisurely: "If you give me some of your blood, this fruit will be yours."
This is a mysterious jade fruit, obtained from Zhenjun Lingchu's secret medicine garden. Yunli has tasted it and it tastes particularly good.
Mu Yan shook her head: "This method won't work. Cangjie has never eaten any spiritual fruit, so it won't attract her."
"That's not necessarily true!" Yunli smiled slyly.
After smelling the fruity aroma, the little black chicken's eyes were glued to it. Seeing the pride in Yunli's eyes, it wanted to look away, but the alluring fruity aroma made it involuntarily look over here.
Yunli shook the Xuan Jade Fruit and said to Mu Yan: "I have raised it for so long, and I still know what kind of spiritual fruit it likes to eat. It will never refuse the taste of the Xuan Jade Fruit."
Sure enough, the little black chicken lasted less than a cup of tea before he succumbed to the Xuan Jade Fruit. After all, he was just a monster cub. His backbone was not as important as his appetite.
After getting the red yeast nectar that she had longed for, Yunli was very good to the little black chicken in the following days. At the risk of being discovered by Danyang Master, she went out to buy spiritual meat and made several random stews for it. The name is, make up and make up.
Two days later, the eighth-grade alchemist assessment began. All participants were alchemists with a cultivation level of Jindan or above. The number of people in the assessment was not as large as before, but the number of monks watching was much larger than before.
When a high-level alchemist makes alchemy, every move has its own rhythm. If you can learn something from it, you will benefit a lot.
Seeing Master Danyang from a distance, Yunli was slightly stunned. After saying hello, she asked: "Why did Uncle Master get out of seclusion? It's still early for the ninth-grade assessment."
Master Danyang stretched out his hand and gestured for the little black chicken to put it on his arm. Before he could answer, a voice from the side intervened.
"Fellow Daoist Yun doesn't know. After the eighth-level alchemy test, few of them can take the ninth-level test again. Therefore, usually after the eighth-level test, the ninth-level test will start directly."
Mu Yan looked at Qiu Yunjie who came over naturally, and turned to ask, "Who is this?"
Yunli smiled: "Alchemy enthusiast who admires my uncle."
A suspicious red cloud flashed across Qiu Yunjie's face, and she nodded to Mu Yan openly.
Master Danyang held the feathers of the little black chicken, frowned and glanced around: "Where is the little junior sister? Why didn't she come to observe such a rare opportunity?"
"She is with Zhenjun." Yunli replied.
At this time, a female cultivator's low voice came from the side, "I heard that Xu Linghui has returned."
"It's better to go back, so as not to harm our Xishan system." Another voice sounded with contempt.
Hearing this, Yunli glanced at Wen Xueruo and met her gaze. Immediately, her voice sounded in the sea of consciousness: "Are you relieved now?"
Yunli glanced at the high platform, and saw that the True Lords had not arrived yet, so she reassured and sent back a message: "Don't you feel relieved too."
Wen Xueruo: "I never worry about being recognized. This time I am cooperating in the show to repay your favor. From now on, we will not owe each other anything."
Yunli's heart was filled with confusion. What does it mean to not owe each other anything? She couldn't explain it as if she had made a big sacrifice.
"Don't talk about how great you are. We are cooperating for mutual benefit. If I am punished by the pavilion because your whereabouts are exposed, don't blame me for being rude in matters related to Yunshu Immortal Mansion!"
Wen Xueruo didn't care: "I don't care."
Yunli sneered, "I really thought that with the opening of the Jiuliyuan secret realm, you could do whatever you wanted. It's still unclear whether you can get in. Once you get in, there are people outside, and there is heaven outside, hum!"
Yunli didn't say anything further. The secret realm of Jiuliyuan was extremely dangerous. If Yunshu Immortal Mansion was exposed, Wen Xueruo would definitely become the target of everyone's covetousness, and everyone would be the enemy.
While the two were bickering, the conversation among the female nuns nearby had shifted from Xu Linghui to Wei Lin, Mo Huai, and Mo You.
"Don't tell me, the demon scumbag is a bit scumbag. He is really good-looking. His face is like a crown jewel, and his figure is as handsome as a green bamboo standing in the wind. Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like a demon who kills without blinking an eye. He is clearly a young genius with considerable character.”
A petite female cultivator's eyes shone with indescribable regret on her face.
The tall female cultivator next to him answered: "That's not true. Otherwise, how could I let Na Moyou never forget him? Even though he has been abandoned countless times, he will still chase him out next time as usual."
Yunli was speechless. The rumors were really terrible. In their mouths, a person as ambitious and strong as Moyou looked like a love-mad nympho. Tsk tsk tsk!
At this time, Lin Miaotong looked over, frowned and said disdainfully: "The devil is very good at disguising himself. No matter how beautiful that face is, it is still fake."
Seeing the speaker clearly, the female cultivators who were discussing were stunned. Immediately, the tall female cultivator from before argued: "It's true. Last time they were exposed in Qingzhou Mansion, my brother saw it with his own eyes. He was not disguised. That face when he was first exposed was just a little more mature.”
Mu Yan looked at Yunli in confusion, and Yunli shook her head secretly. She didn't know what Wei Lin was doing or why he was walking around with his true appearance.
The petite female cultivator clicked her tongue and said, "With Mo You, it doesn't make any difference whether it's easy or not."
"That's right. Alas, what do you think the three of them are related to? Mo You is chasing Qian Jiu, and Young Master Mo is staring at Mo You. I heard that whenever there is news about Mo You, Young Master Mo will rush over immediately." The speaker's eyes sparkled with gossip.
The tall man glanced at everyone in the Taiyi Sect and whispered: "I know this. I heard that Mo You is Mr. Mo's fiancée."
Yunli's eyes widened and she turned to look over. If this news was true, wouldn't it be too bloody? The Fang family was wiped out largely because of Mo You!
Not only was she shocked, everyone in the Taiyi Sect and other people around looked at the tall female cultivator, and even Master Danyang pricked up his ears.
"How did you know this kind of news?" The petite female cultivator asked everyone's doubts.
