"Senior, what do you think of me? How about teaching me a few tricks too?"
Little Marten let out a couple of strange, snickering laughs. To Lin Dong, they sounded rather lecherous.
If Little Marten had known, he would have cursed Lin Dong for having something wrong with his head—for thinking of nothing but fighting. What did he mean, lecherous? Little Marten was only trying to help the Heavenly Demon Sable Clan flourish. It was a sacred mission!
Cang Wu didn't seem to mind. The chance to be revived was right within reach, and they still had some distance to travel. With nothing better to do, and little inclination to study the Space-Time Power, he figured they might as well chat to pass the time.
"Your soul aura seems quite young. In the Heavenly Demon Sable Clan, you must be a little fellow who's only just come of age, right?"
Lin Dong's heart stirred at that. He looked at Little Marten with fresh surprise, clearly astonished by the fellow's true age despite his old-fashioned manner.
Noticing Lin Dong's gaze, Little Marten gave an awkward laugh and hurriedly waved his paws.
"Heh heh, even my father would be a junior in your eyes, Senior, wouldn't he? It makes no difference, no difference."
"Though I don't know what you look like after taking human form, from what I see now, even if I taught you, you wouldn't be able to learn."
Cang Wu said this with an easy smile. Seeing that Little Marten seemed rather unconvinced, he chuckled softly and continued.
"You little fellow, you're not convinced? To have the same charm as me, the first thing you need is a carefree, unrestrained spirit and a dashing manner."
"Senior, I can manage that after I take human form too!"
Little Marten was immediately a little indignant. Though his human form couldn't charm as many women as Cang Wu's did, it was definitely better than Lin Dong's, wasn't it?
Cang Wu seemed to think Lin Dong could do it and had offered to teach him, yet he'd flat-out told Little Marten he couldn't. Little Marten found that hard to accept.
"Haha, look at you getting worked up."
Cang Wu chuckled at the sight, then gently explained.
"Remember, I'm not talking about looks, but bearing. Take me, for example. Plenty of those old fossils used to say I was ugly beyond belief, but I never took it to heart."
Hearing that, Lin Dong and Little Marten both grumbled to themselves. Hadn't people called him shameless rather than ugly beyond belief?
To be fair, their impression of Cang Wu had changed quite a bit over the past few days.
At first, Lin Dong and Little Marten had both assumed that the legendary Lord of Devourment would be a peerless powerhouse, majestic and aloof, high above the world.
But now, aside from his unfathomable strength, Cang Wu seemed remarkably approachable. Even the two of them had come to deeply respect this senior they'd known for only a few days.
At that thought, Lin Dong and Little Marten both paused, then realized that while the Lord of Devourment seemed a little eccentric, he truly did have a great deal of charm.
Lin Dong and Little Marten both grew a little more serious.
"Second, no matter what happens—even when facing death—you must remain calm and composed in front of a woman."
Cang Wu continued. Seeing that Little Marten and Lin Dong seemed doubtful, a hint of reminiscence flashed through his eyes. He turned to Little Marten and asked softly,
"Little fellow from the Heavenly Demon Sable Clan, the Kunpeng Clan should still exist, right?"
"Of course. It's just that, among the four great overlord clans of today, the Kunpeng Clan is the most mysterious."
Little Marten scratched his head with a small paw and replied softly. But he looked puzzled as he spoke, unsure why Cang Wu would ask.
When Cang Wu heard Little Marten mention the "four great overlord clans," he froze for a moment, then suddenly let out a quiet sigh.
"So only the four great overlord clans remain?"
"Four great overlord clans? What are those?"
Lin Dong, who knew nothing about this, could only ask cautiously. After all, he was the least knowledgeable of the three. Seeing this, Little Marten took the initiative to explain.
"The four great overlord clans are the most powerful beast clans in the Demon Realm today: the Dragon Clan, the Nine Phoenix Clan, and the Kunpeng Clan."
Lin Dong might not have read many books, but surely he could count. At least this time, he got the number right.
"But that's only three. Is the other one... your Heavenly Demon Sable Clan?"
Lin Dong had been puzzled, but when he saw Little Marten repeatedly point a paw at himself, wearing a proud expression, he understood at once. After speaking, he couldn't help rolling his eyes at Little Marten.
"Actually, in ancient times, the overlord clans weren't... Forget it. Let's not talk about that."
Cang Wu sighed. The decline of the various overlord clans in the Demon Realm had been directly tied to him, so he didn't want to bring up those painful memories. He waved a hand and changed the subject.
"Have you ever heard the name Kun Qing'er?"
"Kun Qing'er?"
Little Marten murmured the name, scratching his head repeatedly with both little paws as he tried hard to remember. Lin Dong rolled his eyes at the sight and couldn't help teasing him.
"That senior, Kun Qing'er, has the surname Kun, so she must be from the Kunpeng Clan. What's there to think about?"
"Kunpeng Clan, Kun Qing'er... I remember! She was the Kunpeng Clan ancestor said to be second only to the Lord of Space in the field of space!"
After muttering the name a couple of times, Little Marten suddenly remembered and cried out in surprise.
Cang Wu only smiled and shook his head. Little Marten was taken aback. Just as he began to wonder whether he'd remembered wrong, Cang Wu corrected him.
"You're wrong, little fellow. When it comes to Space-Time Power, if I say I'm number one in the world, no one would dare disagree. After all, both that lad Space and Qing'er learned their space abilities from me."
"That can't be right. The ancient records in my clan say our ancestor was very close to Senior Kun Qing'er. Many of the space techniques of the Heavenly Demon Sable Clan were learned from her. They say the strongest clan leader in the Kunpeng Clan's history learned her space abilities from her husband..."
As Little Marten spoke, he suddenly fell silent. His mouth hung open as he stared at Cang Wu in disbelief. Lin Dong finally guessed the truth as well and cried out in surprise.
"Could you be the husband of Senior Kun Qing'er?"
"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I still remember the first time I met Qing'er. She plunged a knife into my chest with her own hands. That very knife was what brought the two of us together."
Cang Wu spoke with a wistful expression. Lin Dong and Little Marten immediately gave him a thumbs-up.
Unfortunately, the Spirit of the Ancestral Stone—Yan—was still asleep and hadn't woken up. Otherwise, Yan would surely have cursed Cang Wu for being shameless.
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