The Plan to Plunder Again

Chu Nianyao thought Ning Fa was regulating his breath, so she did not speak to him.

But several hours later, Little Ice's glib old habits resurfaced.

As it flew, it turned its head toward Chu Nianyao and cackled, "This mistress, I'm Little Ice, Master's most beloved and trusted spirit pet. Hehe, Mistress, you're truly beautiful!"

Chu Nianyao was initially startled by Little Ice's ability to speak human language.

After all, although ordinary demon beasts possessed considerable intelligence upon reaching the third rank, few could speak, aside from certain fox- and ape-type demon beasts.

Yet upon hearing Little Ice's words, a smile immediately blossomed across Chu Nianyao's pretty face, like peach blossoms opening for the first time—dazzlingly beautiful.

She smiled. "So your name is Little Ice. You're such a good little thing. I'll give you this Spirit-Washing Pill as a meeting gift. If you need anything in the future, just tell Mistress."

As she spoke, she flicked a finger, sending a spirit-energy-rich pill flying into Little Ice's mouth.

Little Ice swallowed it whole, then hummed contentedly twice.

"Caw caw, Mistress, you're so good! Better than Master's other... Ah!" Little Ice first cackled excitedly, but before it could finish, it cried out in pain.

Ning Fa had sensed trouble and hurriedly pinched it in secret, while warning it through soul transmission not to spout nonsense.

Little Ice said no more, but the atmosphere fell silent.

Chu Nianyao quietly looked at Ning Fa, a trace of puzzlement appearing on her lovely face. "Brother Ning, what was Little Ice about to say just now?"

Ning Fa inwardly cursed Little Ice for its big mouth and could only answer vaguely, "Nothing. Just a few fellow sect members from where I used to be."

Hearing this, the puzzlement on Chu Nianyao's face deepened.

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