Zhao Yingying Seeks Lodging

Mu Feiyang gave Little Black a kick, then waved a hand and took out a chair to sit on. Next, he brought out a case of chilled beer, tore off a wild boar leg, and began gnawing on it.

Gulp... Gulp...

Mu Feiyang took two huge swigs of chilled beer, bit into the barbecue again, and wore a satisfied expression.

"Comfortable!"

"Barbecue really has to be paired with chilled beer!"

While the man and dog were eating barbecue, several miles from the back mountain of Laga Village, a tense-looking woman was hurrying along.

She carried someone on her back—Zhao Yingying, who had escaped from the Thunder Mountain Range. After realizing she was lost, she had stubbornly picked a direction and kept walking.

Since night had fallen, Zhao Yingying was utterly bedraggled. Her clothes were in tatters; without a careful look, one would have taken her for a beggar.

Suddenly, an unprecedented fragrance drifted into Zhao Yingying's nose. She froze. How could such a strong scent be wafting over from here?

"Could it be... there are cultivators nearby?"

Joy appeared on Zhao Yingying's face. If there really were cultivators nearby, she could ask for directions. Perhaps she could even trade for some food.

Zhao Yingying had never smelled food this fragrant before. She was practically drooling already. With that thought, she hurried toward the source of the scent.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yingying appeared in the distance from Laga Village with her imperial sister on her back. She stared at the village ahead in shock.

Wasn't the Thunder Mountain Range known as the most mysterious and terrifying mountain range? How could there be a village here?

Zhao Yingying's face was full of confusion, but then wild joy overwhelmed her. Since there was a village here, that meant she had left the Thunder Mountain Range. She had finally made it out.

Following the fragrance, Zhao Yingying arrived at the entrance of a courtyard. Looking inside, she found a young man sitting before a strange table, wolfing down food.

"Hm?"

As Mu Feiyang ate barbecue and drank beer, he suddenly noticed Zhao Yingying standing at the courtyard gate. What was with this woman? Was she here to beg?

Coming out to beg in the middle of the night was rather pitiful, and she was even carrying someone on her back.

No, these two were both cultivators. And the person on her back was clearly seriously injured. Had they been chased here by enemies?

"Miss, may I ask what happened to you two...?"

Mu Feiyang's voice startled Zhao Yingying awake, and she hurriedly replied, "Hello, my sister was injured by a wild beast, and I got lost as well."

"May we stay here for the night? Don't worry, I can pay you in silver."

Demonic beasts in the mouths of cultivators were merely wild beasts in the eyes of ordinary people. Zhao Yingying saw that Mu Feiyang was just an ordinary person, so that was why she put it that way.

Though she had now left the Thunder Mountain Range, Zhao Shanshan's injuries were severe, and it was the middle of the night. That was why Zhao Yingying asked to stay at Mu Feiyang's place for the night.

Afraid that Mu Feiyang might refuse, Zhao Yingying said that she could pay in silver. Setting everything else aside, as the Eighth Princess of the Xiling Empire, she had no shortage of silver.

"If that's the case, come in! My home is rather simple, though. I hope you won't mind, Miss."

Hearing Zhao Yingying's words, Mu Feiyang said nothing further and invited her inside.

"Thank you, Young Master. My name is Zhao Yingying."

After hearing Mu Feiyang's words, Zhao Yingying let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he had agreed. Otherwise, she truly would not have known what to do.

When she had been at the back mountain earlier, Zhao Yingying had only seen firelight here. The homes of the other villagers had long since gone dark.

Zhao Yingying thanked Mu Feiyang and gave her name at the same time, then carried Zhao Shanshan into the courtyard.

Seeing Zhao Yingying enter the courtyard, Mu Feiyang set down the pork leg in his hand and stood, preparing to take her to a side room.

Though Mu Feiyang had lived alone before, this was the house of his former body's parents. Naturally, it could not have had only one room.

"Miss, please follow me. I'll take you to rest."

"Alright. Thank you, Young Master."

Mu Feiyang turned and headed toward the side room, while Zhao Yingying naturally hurried after him. However, as she passed the grill rack, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Ah!"

A terrified cry escaped Zhao Yingying's lips. She could not help backing away several steps, staring in horror at Little Black, who was still lowering his head and devouring barbecue.

Zhao Yingying recognized Little Black at a glance as he voraciously ate the barbecue. Her impression of him was simply too profound. He was an existence whose single bark had made a Level Six Demonic Beast too terrified to resist.

Could this powerful black dog be raised by this young man? Then... could this young man be some ancient monster?

"Hehe!"

"Don't be afraid, Miss. Little Black is very gentle. He has never bitten anyone in the village, so there's no need for you to be afraid."

Hearing the scream, Mu Feiyang turned back and saw Zhao Yingying looking fearfully at Little Black. He smiled and offered an explanation.

At the same time, Mu Feiyang could not help thinking, Are cultivators these days all this timid? She was scared into this state by just a dog.

Hearing Mu Feiyang say that, Zhao Yingying wondered whether she had mistaken him. Perhaps he truly was only a mongrel.

With that thought, Zhao Yingying was no longer so afraid. She slowly moved forward again, then, as if possessed, glanced at the barbecue on the grill rack. A huge pig's head immediately came into view.

Zhao Yingying's face turned pale again. Combined with the black dog before her, she instantly confirmed it—the black dog before her was the same black dog she had seen in the Thunder Mountain Range.

With her heart pounding in terror, Zhao Yingying skirted around Little Black and hurriedly followed Mu Feiyang. She was extremely nervous now, knowing that Mu Feiyang had to be a mighty expert hidden here.

"Miss, this place is a little messy, but it'll do for one night. What kind of wild beast injured your friend? She looks rather seriously hurt."

"I studied some medicine before. If you trust me, Miss, I'll get you some medicine. Feed it to your friend, and she should be fine."

Mu Feiyang led Zhao Yingying to the side room and spoke somewhat embarrassedly. Ever since he had transmigrated, he had lived alone, so naturally he had been too lazy to tidy these side rooms.

"Thank you, Senior!"

After forming her guess, Zhao Yingying even changed the way she addressed him. She no longer called Mu Feiyang Young Master, but Senior.

"What Senior? I'm only twenty-seven this year. Miss Zhao, you should just call me by my name!"

"My name is Mu Feiyang."