Black Snake fell silent, his simply structured brain struggling to untangle the mess before him.
A cultivator had traveled all this way, worn by wind and dust, only to fall asleep right in front of him after barely exchanging two sentences.
The Cultivation World truly abounded in strange things.
His forked tongue trembled slightly as he firmly committed her scent to memory, while signaling Xiao Yu, circling high overhead, to stay put for now.
The drowsy Lin Wei finally remembered what she had come for. She shook her head, rubbed her brow, and struggled to muster a little alertness through her sleepiness.
She forced her eyes wide, looking over his enormous, fearsomely armored head, then carefully examining the spikes along his back and his tail, so unlike an ordinary snake's, before explaining her purpose.
"Pillowstar Mountain received the Azure Cloud Monastery's letter. We know a little about you, fellow Daoist. Though you have a fierce streak, you have never slaughtered innocents indiscriminately. Those you killed were all wicked villains. You may not be particularly kind, but you cannot be called evil either."
A measure of seriousness showed in her still-sleepy eyes.
"So, if you are willing, fellow Daoist, you may come to Pillowstar Mountain as a mountain-guarding spirit beast."
Black Snake remained motionless. Slowly grasping his visitor's intentions, he found many more questions surfacing in his brain.
So this was the prospect the current Abbot had mentioned when speaking of the letter.
Yet he felt no temptation. He remembered the Abbot saying that his cultivation lacked something, and that what he lacked lay in the mortal world. In that case, it hardly mattered where he served as a mountain-guarding spirit beast.
"I don't want to go."
Lin Wei, whose eyes had nearly drooped shut, froze. Even her weariness dispersed, as