Little Mortal, eating happily, saw the blue mist too and said,
"Manager Luna, look, your food is on another level! There’s even a special effect while eating it!"
But when he saw Luna and Rose, weirdly looking at him, he realized he was the only one with blue mist.
The happy smile on his face froze.
Rose asked worriedly,
"Are you okay, Sect Master? Maybe our food isn’t suitable for you?"
She thought maybe because he wasn’t from their world, his body was reacting to the new kind of food.
Little Mortal waved his hand in the blue mist and said,
"Look, it’s so cool! I can make blue smoke!"
Then he put so more rice in his mouth, and after swallowing it down, blue mist started coming out again.
Lady Butterfly tried to sense the mist and, sure enough, it was exactly what she thought it to be.
She coughed and said,
"It’s nothing to worry about. It’s the spirit energy inside the food. Because the Sect Master doesn’t have a spirit root, it’s being completely rejected from his body."
Little Mortal suddenly froze again.
He then started ‘giggling’ to himself and whispered,
"I didn’t know my body could do this! If that’s the case, then... Hehehe."
The three ladies thought to themselves,
‘Then what? Just say it!’
But that was it.
The rest of the dinner was eaten in silence.
Only the little boy was ssing with the blue mist coming out of his mouth and nose, trying to make different forms and shapes with it.
In the end, he even learned to send the blue mist out of his ears and his skin!
The ladies:
"....."
After the food was done, Little Mortal jumped down from his chair and said,
"Alright, thanks for the food. It’s late now, so I’ll go to sleep. Goodnight, fellow Daoists."
Then he cupped his hands, bowed to them, and walked to his backpack.
But Lady Butterfly rembered sothing and said,
"Sect Master, do you want to go get the ‘Power Grass’?"
Little Mortal, with sleepy eyes, turned around and, while yawning, said,
"Nah, I told you Mr. Morleone can take care of that. He’s on the night shift if there’s anything special that needs to be done."
He then went to his backpack, climbed up, opened the lid, jumped in, and after a mont ca out.
This ti, he was wearing black sleepwear featuring small rabbits and cats.
The design combination was cute and a little scary at the sa ti. All the small rabbits’ and cats’ eyes were blood-red, staring at those who looked at the sleepwear as if they could co to life at any mont!
‘Why is everything about him cute but scary? Can’t you just pick one?’
He then brought down the sleeping bag from his backpack, opened it, and went inside, closing the zipper.
A slow and weak breathing sound began to erge from the sleeping bag not long after.
Luna looked at the sleeping bag and sighed with envy.
"When I was in there, it was so comfortable that I could sleep forever..."
Rose laughed and said,
"Grandmother, who is Mr. Morleone?"
She was eager to know who the new character was.
Lady Butterfly said,
"No clue. It might—"
But before she could continue, the sleeping bag suddenly opened!
The little boy, with his eyes closed, stood up and ca out, motionless.
From the sound of his slow breathing, you could tell he was still asleep.
A brief mont later, he climbed up the backpack, opened the lid, and went in...
The three ladies gulped down.
Luna, from fear.
Rose, from excitent.
Lady Butterfly, from the feeling of uncertainty.
Before long, they saw soone coming out.
A Little Gentleman, in a black suit, black leather shoes, ‘slicked-back’ hairstyle, black tie, and eyes that were imposing without anger—as if he was full of emotions, but all hidden.
When he ca out, the entire research team stopped moving. The whole place beca deadly silent.
The little newcor put his right hand in his pocket and took out a high-grade spirit stone.
He placed the spirit stone between his two little palms and started pressing and rolling it between them.
In this deadly silence, the crushing and compression sounds made everyone nervous.
Cold sweat dripped from the corners of their faces.
They could feel it—this little ‘gentleman’ in front of them couldn’t be communicated with normally...
‘Isn’t he the sa person? Why so serious all of a sudden? Why is he so scary just standing there? What is he doing with that poor spirit stone?’
After a while, the crushing sound stopped.
The little gentleman-looking boy opened his palm, and now the spirit stone was rolled into sothing like a cigarette...
He slowly raised his head while, at the sa ti, placing the ‘spirit stone cigarette’ at the corner of his mouth.
He looked around and, finally, his eyes locked onto the three of them.
Just looking into his eyes made their breathing stop...
He inhaled his ‘cigarette’, then exhaled.
Blue smoke ca out of his mouth, and part of the tip of the cigarette turned to powder...
Lady Butterfly was speechless—the smoke was pure spiritual energy.
The little gentleman, in a low voice, said,
"Mortal Morleone."
Without knowing why, the ladies introduced themselves too.
"I am Rose."
"L-Luna."
"Lady Butterfly."
He nodded.
"Welco to the family."
And after a pause,
"I hope Little ‘Mortal’ wasn’t a bother to you."
Rose was the one who answered him,
"No, not at all. He was so thoughtful and nice to us."
The little gentleman, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, inhaled his spirit cigarette once more and, while puffing blue smoke out, said,
"Good to hear. Now, ladies, if you’ll excuse , I have so matters to take care of."
Then, without saying anything else, he walked outside the inn—one hand in his pocket, the other smoking his spirit stone cigarette.
The way he walked gave the impression that he was the owner of this place...
When he was outside, they heard him talking to himself,
"Just when I thought I was out, they pulled back in."
Then he snapped his fingers, and the small familiar tricycle appeared on the street outside.
But it suddenly jumped, did a front flip, and transford into a child-size black car before landing in front of him.
Mr. Morleone opened the door, sat inside, started the car, and rode away.
The ladies were dumbfounded.
This new character, this new style, and even his ‘ride’ seed to be a unique set.
On the back of the thing he left in were words they didn’t understand:
*‘rcedes-nz M123’*
Not long after, the car disappeared into the darkness of the road. Only two red lights could be seen—like devil’s eyes staring into their souls—before they, too, vanished...
They didn’t know why, but they all felt like the one who left was their family elder...
‘This new personality wasn’t normal at all.’
The research team, after he left, started moving again—but not back to research. Instead, they all gathered around the big backpack, floating motionless!
Rose ignored them and turned to Lady Butterfly.
"Will Elder Iron be fine?"
"He seems aggressive sotis, but in reality, he’s kindhearted. And the new character seems calm and reasonable... at least from the outside."
Luna was going to say,
‘What calm and reasonable? If this little monster gets angry, he’s going to break character on the spot...’
But she didn’t dare talk behind his back with so many witnesses around.
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Beside her, Rose suddenly rembered sothing and said,
"Sister Luna, Grandmother, let show you sothing interesting."
Then she began performing so martial arts moves, and after executing a flying kick, she split her legs between two chairs and landed on them in a 180-degree split.
Hands folded in front, looking confident!
Lady Butterfly was shocked and hastily looked at the door!
‘The little monster is back? Is he going to start another drama?’
But there was nobody there, and instead, she heard Rose’s laughter as she said excitedly,
"Grandmother, it’s not him! I learned all of it just after him, using my body once! Isn’t that amazing? The only problem is so parts of my body hurt a little bit."
The two ladies were speechless...
There was such a shortcut?
Luna, while cooking, had heard from Rose that her little boss had learned a new technique called ‘Harmony with All Beings’, but she hadn’t told her there was this kind of benefit to it.
She wished he would use her body too so that she could learn so moves...
At the sa ti, while the three of them were in the middle of a conversation, unbeknownst to them, another group was having a secret discussion nearby.
The so-called ‘Birthday Gifts’ of Little Mortal.
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