Zhao Yingying Borrows Lodging

Mu Feiyang kicked Little Black and said, then waved his hand to conjure a chair and sat down. He then conjured a box of iced beer and tore off a wild boar leg, gnawing on it.

Gulp… Gulp…

Mu Feiyang took two big gulps of iced beer and another bite of barbecue, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Comfortable!"

"Barbecue just isn't the same without iced beer!"

While the man and dog were eating barbecue, a few miles away from the back mountain of Laga Village, a woman with a nervous expression was hurrying along.

She was carrying someone on her back, who turned out to be Zhao Yingying, having escaped from the Thunder Mountain Range. Knowing she was lost, she picked a direction and kept going.

And because it was dark, Zhao Yingying was in a sorry state. Her clothes were tattered, and if one didn't look closely, they might mistake her for a beggar.

Suddenly, an unprecedented aroma wafted into Zhao Yingying's nose. She froze, wondering how such a strong scent could be coming from here!

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

Zhao Yingying's expression brightened. If there were cultivators nearby, she could ask for directions, and maybe even get some food.

Zhao Yingying had never smelled such delicious food before; she was practically drooling. With this thought, Zhao Yingying quickly headed in the direction of the aroma.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yingying, carrying her Imperial Sister, appeared in the distance from Laga Village. Zhao Yingying stared at the village ahead in shock.

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

Zhao Yingying's face was full of confusion, but it was quickly replaced by elation. Since there was a village here, it meant she had left the Thunder Mountain Range. She had finally escaped!

Zhao Yingying followed the scent to the entrance of a courtyard. Peeking inside, she saw a young man sitting in front of a strange table, eating heartily.

"Hm?"

Mu Feiyang, who was eating barbecue and drinking beer, suddenly noticed Zhao Yingying standing at the courtyard entrance. What was this woman doing here? Was she begging?

It was quite pitiful to be begging this late at night, and she was even carrying someone on her back.

Wait, both of them were cultivators, and the one on her back was clearly seriously injured. Had they been chased here?

"Miss, may I ask what brings you here...?"

Mu Feiyang's voice startled Zhao Yingying, who quickly replied, "Hello, my sister was injured by a beast, and I'm also lost."

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

The demonic beasts that cultivators spoke of were just wild beasts to ordinary people, which was why Zhao Yingying spoke like that, seeing Mu Feiyang as a commoner.

Although she had left the Thunder Mountain Range, Zhao Shanshan was seriously injured, and it was late at night. Zhao Yingying proposed staying at Mu Feiyang's place.

Fearing Mu Feiyang might refuse, Zhao Yingying mentioned she could pay in silver taels. Putting other things aside, Zhao Yingying, as the Eighth Princess of the Xiling Empire, had plenty of silver taels.

"In that case, come in! My home is a bit simple, so I hope you won't mind, miss."

Mu Feiyang didn't say much after hearing Zhao Yingying's words and invited her in.

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

Zhao Yingying breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Mu Feiyang's words. Thankfully, Mu Feiyang had agreed; otherwise, she wouldn't have known what to do.

When she was in the back mountain earlier, Zhao Yingying had only seen lights here; the other villagers' homes were already dark.

Zhao Yingying thanked Mu Feiyang and introduced herself before entering the courtyard with Zhao Shanshan on her back.

Mu Feiyang watched Zhao Yingying enter the courtyard, put down his pig trotters, and stood up, ready to lead her to the side room.

Although Mu Feiyang lived alone now, this was his late parents' house, so it naturally had more than one room.

"Miss, please follow me. I'll show you where you can rest."

"Alright, thank you, Young Master."

Mu Feiyang turned and walked towards the side room, and Zhao Yingying quickly followed. However, as Zhao Yingying passed the barbecue grill, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Ah!"

A frightened scream escaped Zhao Yingying's lips. She couldn't help but step back a few paces, staring in terror at Little Black, who was still lowering its head and greedily eating barbecue.

Zhao Yingying recognized Little Black devouring the barbecue at a glance. She had too deep an impression of Little Black; it was a being whose single bark could make a Level Six Demonic Beast dare not resist.

Could this powerful black dog belong to this young man? Then... wasn't this young man an ancient monster?

"Heh heh!"

"Don't be afraid, miss. Little Black is very friendly. It's never bitten anyone in the village, so you don't need to be scared."

Hearing the scream, Mu Feiyang turned and saw Zhao Yingying looking at Little Black with fear. Mu Feiyang chuckled and explained.

At the same time, Mu Feiyang couldn't help but wonder if cultivators nowadays were so timid. A mere dog had scared her so much.

Hearing Mu Feiyang's words, Zhao Yingying wondered if she had mistaken it. Perhaps this was just a stray dog!

With this thought, Zhao Yingying was no longer as scared and slowly walked forward. She also inexplicably glanced at the roasted meat on the grill, and a large pig's head immediately came into view.

Zhao Yingying's face turned pale again. Combined with the black dog in front of her, she immediately confirmed that this black dog was the same one she had seen in the Thunder Mountain Range.

Trembling, Zhao Yingying skirted around Little Black and quickly followed Mu Feiyang's footsteps. At this moment, Zhao Yingying was extremely nervous, knowing that Mu Feiyang must be a powerful being hiding here.

"Miss, it's a bit messy here, but it should be fine for one night. What kind of beast injured your friend? It looks quite serious."

"I've studied some medicine before. If you trust me, I can get you some medicine. If you feed it to your friend, she should be fine."

Mu Feiyang led Zhao Yingying to a side room. He said somewhat sheepishly, Ever since Mu Feiyang transmigrated here, he had been living alone. He naturally couldn't be bothered to tidy up these side rooms.

"Thank you, Senior!"

After Zhao Yingying had a guess, even her form of address changed. She no longer called Mu Feiyang "Young Master" but "Senior."

"What do you mean, Senior? I'm only 27 this year. Miss Zhao, you should just call me by my name!"

"My name is Mu Feiyang."