Song Yanqing successfully led Zhiyu out and hid in a corner, sealing off the entire mountain valley. The grievances were settled, and the debts were settled.
They dared to provoke the wild beasts in the mountains, so they should pay a price. He couldn't let these big guys rush out of the mountains before they had vented their anger.
What if someone in the village gets hurt?
"What on earth is going on?! How could these monsters suddenly go berserk? Weren't those anesthetics supposed to be foolproof?!"
"Damn it! There's a powerful expert nearby. We're trapped in this mountain valley. The person who set up this barrier is more powerful than us. Enough talk, kill the monster first and get the anesthetic!"
"Damn it! Isn't your spiritual sense supposed to be the strongest? How come you didn't sense the enemy's presence?! If we don't complete the mission today, our fate will be even worse than Zhou Jin's!"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's get out of here alive first! The anesthetic is useless against them; they've taken a very strong antidote and are now immune to it!"
"Ah—Young Master, save us!"
The mountain valley was filled with bloodshed and carnage. Song Yanqing had taken Zhifan and Zhiyu back early in the morning, and the two little ones were currently snuggling and licking their fur in his storage space.
Unbeknownst to Song Yanqing, not long after he left, numerous law enforcement officers dressed in the official uniforms of the Cultivator Alliance appeared in the sky above the mountain valley.
They all glanced in the direction Song Yanqing had left, then looked down at the rebels fighting the monsters in the mountain valley, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"This kid really knows how to disrupt our plans. Hopefully, when the boss hears what he says, he won't blame us for being too slow..." The lead enforcer finished speaking and waved his hand forward, "Move out."
"Yes!" The crowd responded in unison, and the next second they entered the barrier to capture the rebels.
The rebels, nearly killed by the monstrous beasts, saw them and their fear from their previous escape vanished, replaced by gratitude as if they were saviors. At this moment, no matter what, they knew they still needed to live to even think about the future...
" A-Jue, there's something going on in the back mountain!"
When Song Yanqing arrived at the convenience store, he found Shang Shujue lying on the recliner reading a book as usual, so he called out to him and started talking about the things that happened on the back mountain.
Shang Shujue nodded without any surprise after hearing his words. "Okay, I understand. Let Zhifan come out and feed them some healing pills. Until things are settled in the mountains, they can cultivate here with us."
"..."
Seeing Shang Shujue so calm, Song Yanqing remained silent for a long time before realizing that Shang Shujue's cultivation level was higher than his own.
Moreover, he is a beloved and highly anticipated figure by all of humanity. Even though he cannot use spiritual power during his Tribulation Transcendence, it doesn't mean he can't call for help.
Besides, mobile phones are so convenient. If he wants to say something, he can just make a call. Even if he finds something unusual, he can be notified in advance or reported faster than he can.
Song Yanqing took out Zhifan and Zhiyu to keep Shang Shujue, then turned around and went back into the house to meditate and cultivate in the open courtyard in the backyard.
His cultivation level was still too low. In front of Shang Shujue, Peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, he couldn't even get a hot sweet potato to eat. He had been too lax lately.
" Zhifan, Zhiyu, why did Song Yanqing leave without a word? He seemed really strange..."
Shang Shujue didn't expect that after listening to her words, Song Yanqing would take out the two little ones and then remain silent, and not only that, he would turn around and leave.
Shang Shujue was a little confused. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with this person. Ever since he stopped using his spiritual power, Tangyuan had fallen into a deep sleep. Xingyun couldn't find Tangyuan every time he came out, and not wanting to be a third wheel, he also fell into a deep sleep.
As a result, no one offered Shang Shujue any advice or suggestions on similar emotional issues. Consequently, he often felt helpless when faced with Song Yanqing's occasional unease and mood swings, and didn't even know how to comfort him.
Oh, no, it's mainly because every time he sensed that the other person was in a bad mood, it was already the next day. By then, Song Yanqing had already comforted him, so it would seem superfluous for him to comfort him as well...
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
Zhifan didn't squeak; it was snuggling close to its mate, Zhiyu fur. It was Zhi Yu's chirping, which it rarely made and seemed very calm. Now it chirped for a while, sounding completely random, but Shang Shujue understood.
"I see. Thank you, Xiao Zhiyu. You can stay in the little house we prepared for you from now on. Be careful on your way home."
The small house that Shang Shujue mentioned was built at Song Yanqing's house, specifically for their convenience. It was fully equipped, so the two of them wouldn't go hungry.
After chirping twice to express their gratitude, the two little ones huddled together and headed home. They cleverly avoided people, and once home, they snuggled into their warm little nest to cuddle and bond.
There weren't many people in the shop at the moment, and it was getting late, Shang Shujue simply closed the front door, hung up the "Closed" sign, and headed straight to the backyard.
Seeing that Song Yanqing was indeed in deep meditation, Zhiyu became even more certain of her guess: Song Yanqing seemed genuinely insecure in his presence.
If it were the first month after he arrived, this kid wouldn't have thought so much; he would have wanted to find ways to be close to him or sleep together, although he never succeeded.
But he would never be like this, so cautious and hesitant, as if he would quickly distance himself if the man showed even the slightest sign of annoyance, trying to lower his level of disgust and disappear from his sight...
Shang Shujue sat on the stone steps beside him, propping her chin up as she watched him cultivate, her mind filled with images of Song Yanqing suddenly falling silent as he watched her...
He seems to have gotten too used to Song Yanqing's presence, to the point that he's forgotten that there hasn't actually been any real progress between them.
They've never even shared a bed. At Song Yanqing's house, this person always sleeps on the floor, and never complains...
ε=(´ο`*))) Sigh, this idiot, he's like a blockhead, he didn't even ask me... Oh well, I'll do it... I'll just wait for him to finish his cultivation...