That day, the only Ziqiong Fruit that had been planted for ten thousand years at Muyun Immortal Peak was consud entirely by the Blood Crows he brought.
The Demon Lord from a thousand years ago had always been this way.
Having lived for thousands of years, yet retaining a certain childlike deanor, it’s really because of having too much ti on his hands.
Ye Yin ate with satisfaction, fluttering its wings and landing on Nie Jiuque’s shoulder.
Nie Jiuque lay on a tree branch, one hand under his head, the other playing with a deep purple Ziqiong Fruit the size of an apple.
The Ziqiong Fruit was tossed into the air from ti to ti.
"Since when has the Immortal Realm beco so affluent, a few hundred Ziqiong Fruits and not a single guard?"
Nie Jiuque remarked with disinterest.
The face beneath the mask, stunningly beyond compare, was full of boredom.
"Wow~"
The Ye Yin on his shoulder suddenly made a sound, as if reminding him of sothing.
Soon, a white, cute silhouette flew towards them.
Seeing soone approaching, Nie Jiuque raised his eyebrows slightly, gaining so interest.
Today, he just ca to cause trouble for the Immortal Realm.
Don’t misunderstand, he has no new grudges or old hatred with the Immortal Realm, nor any misunderstandings.
He’s just purely bored.
He originally thought the newcor would say: How dare you steal Ziqiong Fruit, state your na.
Unexpectedly, instead, they said, "Why didn’t you leave one?!"
This grievance-filled tone was more heartbroken than missing out on a billion and instantly caught Nie Jiuque’s attention.
The soft and sticky voice further amplified the newcor’s grievance, making one wish to give her the world’s best comforts.
It was this voice that Nie Jiuque had liked for a thousand years, loved for a thousand years, rembered for a thousand years, and sought for a thousand years.
Nie Jiuque caught the Ziqiong Fruit steadily in his hand, sat up, and looked towards the figure standing under the tree.
A face that matched the voice perfectly, astonishingly beautiful yet with a touch of purity and cuteness.
The kind of face that one can’t help but like.
Even if she’s up to mischief, one couldn’t bear to bla her.
Nie Jiuque had lived for thousands of years, seen all kinds of won, yet right now, he found himself looking at this one a few more tis.
Not only because she looked pleasant, but also because of what she had just said.
"Who are you, so rude, I’ve been waiting so long, finally waited for the Ziqiong Tree to bear fruit, and you actually ate them all."
The person under the tree, hands on hips, angrily glared at him dressed in black robes atop the tree.
Nie Jiuque blinked.
Thinking, is this person really from the Immortal Realm?
Even if she doesn’t recognize him, shouldn’t she recognize the Blood Crows?
All the Ziqiong Fruits were stolen, and this was her reaction?
No attempt to capture him with cries of attack, just upset he ate everything?
"Yes, I ate them all, so what?"
Nie Jiuque, sohow interested, spoke with a hint of laughter.
"You’re rude, not understanding first co, first served, don’t know how to share, taking without asking, is this your attitude?"
The person beneath the tree was red with anger.
"First co, first served? I seem to be the first one here. Taking without asking? Do I need to ask others for what I want?"
"No, I was waiting over there for a long ti, I just accidentally fell asleep, I was the first one here." The person under the tree pointed to a nearby spot, righteously asserting.
"Ha..."
Nie Jiuque was amused by her, his handso face beneath the mask full of laughter.
"Little girl, this Ziqiong Fruit is a premium item in the Immortal Realm, enjoyed only by immortals of second rank and above, are you here to steal it so boldly?"
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