The Mosquito Theory of Daoist Cloudmist

The Mosquito Theory of Daoist Cloudmist

Although Song Shuhang did not know where True Lord Yellow Mountain was at the moment, he could be certain that the True Lord was on White Whale Road. Perhaps he was even lurking in the chat right now.

Daoist Cloudmist had just shaken his head and chanted that poem. There was a chance True Lord Yellow Mountain had seen it all.

Daoist... you're really courting death!

The young Demon Catcher beside him blinked. Wait—[stealing everything from Yellow Mountain Big Fool's home]? Yellow Mountain Big Fool couldn't be referring to True Lord Yellow Mountain, could he?

As he pondered this, Daoist Cloudmist reached out, took out a letter, and handed it to Song Shuhang. "Little Friend, this letter records some interesting matters related to you and your family. Consider it payment for cultivating beside you from now on."

The letter recorded the story of a Puppet Spider that had secretly crawled into Song Shuhang's home one day. Daoist Cloudmist had removed all its legs, and it was now lying baldly atop the chandelier.

Song Shuhang would certainly be very interested in it.

"Related to my family?" Song Shuhang took the letter and opened it. Then he raised his head and looked toward the chandelier.

Sure enough, there was a button-sized little spider lying there motionlessly, all its legs gone.

Song Shuhang lightly leaped up and reached out, grabbing the Puppet Spider in his hand.

At this moment, the Puppet Spider was in an "off" state, completely motionless.

Song Shuhang sighed.

Ever since becoming a cultivator, he had always worried that his family would be dragged into the dangers of the Cultivator World.

Thus, he had always wanted to wait until his strength grew greater, find a secluded paradise beyond the mortal world, and bring his