Chapter 863: Chapter 863: Lingyun Sect’s Disciple – Eliminating Demons? _1
“Speaking of birthdays, I just rembered, Little’un’s birthday should also be around these days, right?”
As Shitou turned his head away, he suddenly slapped his thigh and, like a close friend, put his arm around Lin Yixuan’s shoulder.
“I’m not Little’un!”
Lin Yixuan’s face turned dark instantly, pushing him away irritably.
“Ow, Little’un has beco bolder lately, daring to contradict your Brother Shi.”
Shitou looked delighted and continued joking with a thick-skinned face.
“Really?”
Lin Jinpeng heard his chattering and looked over curiously: “Is Yixuan’s birthday coming up soon?”
“Yes! The little one is growing up, almost ten years old now.”
A teasing smile appeared on Lin Jinlong’s face: “I rember when we first traveled with our sister, he was only eight years old, not as tall as ngzi. Now, he’s almost caught up with Shitou.”
“Heh, that’s just because Shitou is short, like Baoya, only growing a shrewd mind but not height.”
Wang ng subconsciously straightened his back, making him appear even more tall and robust.
“Screw you, who’s short?”
Shitou’s eyes widened, and he imdiately retorted: “Little’un is still half a head shorter than , it’ll take at least another couple of years to catch up.”
“Hey hey, guys, quit it.”
Feng Yi suddenly interrupted the young n’s boisterous conversation, giving everyone a silencing look: “Look over there, those people carrying swords, don’t they look like cultivators?”
“The swords have spiritual fluctuations, yes.”
Lin Qingluo looked in the direction he ntioned and gave a definite answer.
“What are they doing in Anping Town?”
Feng Yi was very curious: “Judging from their attire, they don’t look like independent cultivators. They must be disciples of so Immortal Sect.”
“Well done, Feng Yi, you’ve got keen eyes.”
Shitou laughed and joked: “You can even tell about the independent cultivators.”
“Their clothes have special embroidery on the collar and cuffs. They are clearly the unique symbols of an Immortal Sect.”
Thanks to the recent careful guidance from his little master, Feng Yi was no longer an ignorant novice to the Cultivation World.
At this mont, his words were reasonable and convincing.
“Guys, let’s go check it out.”
Shitou was imdiately spirited and full of gossip.
“You can go if you want, but don’t drag us into it.”
Wang ng had no interest in gossip.
“Feng Yi, are you coming?”
Shitou felt a little timid going alone and wanted to find an accomplice.
“? I’ll go.”
Feng Yi glanced at Little Master with his eyes slightly raised. Seeing that the master had no objections, his heart leaped with joy, and he excitedly nodded.
“Let’s go!”
Shitou’s eyes shone, and the two brothers ran off like the wind.
“Yin’er, follow them.”
Lin Qingluo didn’t trust the two impetuous and impulsive silly disciples and sent a ntal ssage to Little Kingfisher.
“Alright.”
The Little Kingfisher was delighted to have so fun. Like a bolt of lightning, it flew away quickly.
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An incense stick’s burning ti later, Little Kingfisher told his master everything he had seen.
“Master, those people are disciples of Lingyun Sect, the closest Immortal Sect to Anping Town. This ti they ca down the mountain to eliminate a demon as invited.”
“According to the richest man in the town, Huang Dashan, his eldest son was hard by a demon and lost his sanity, lying unconscious in bed.”
“Eliminate a demon?”
At this mont, Lin Qingluo had found a suitable inn with the other young n to stay in for the night.
Not long after entering their room and not even having had a chance to drink so tea to soothe their throats, they heard Little Kingfisher’s ntal ssage.
“How can Huang Dashan be sure that his son was hard by a demon?”
“He said he saw it with his own eyes: at night, his son would not sleep but stand by the Lotus Pond in the backyard, talking to himself.”
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