Still, Chi Yu understood that he would cross that line eventually, because he had not come to the cultivation world to play house.
But if he could avoid fighting, he still hoped to do so.
Fortunately, the cultivator had backed off in time upon hearing that his senior brother was approaching the nascent soul stage. Otherwise, Chi Yu would have had his "first taste" today.
Chi Yu killed two Yaomo at the eighth and ninth layers of qi refining. They retained most of their lynx forms. He cut them up and tossed them into his Storage Bag; they could earn Xiaoqiu some income.
Besides that, Chi Yu did not forget to bring something back for his senior brother Xuanji: finger bones from the lynxes' claws. Their shape was unusual; with a slight snap, they took the shape of jade thumb rings.
Chi Yu tried one on. It looked quite nice-small, with a smooth, lustrous, warm jade hue. Yaomo bones were excellent artifact-refining materials, so there was nothing inappropriate about giving such a trinket.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he seemed to have given away far too many things taken from Yaomo lately.
How unoriginal.
This was hardly the first or second time Chi Yu had felt that what he could offer Senior Brother Xuanji was meager.
Though it was the thought that counted, if their gifts were unequal, their relationship would gradually develop problems too. Perhaps Senior Brother Xuanji did not care about such things, but Chi Yu could not bear that imbalance.
Stop being lazy, Chi Yu thought. I need to give Senior Brother Xuanji something better.
What should I give him?
Chi Yu sat on the Yaomo's pelt and pondered quietly. Just what should I give him?
He thought for a long time, until a familiar,