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Chapter 212: Chapter 36: Piglet in the Palm

Moreover, these two brothers refuse to let Yan Zhengya call them by their nas, insisting that he use their Daoist titles.

"I’m coming, it’s ti to eat. I’ll go, you co too, I’ll just watch the water." Yan Zhengya called to his elder brother. After saying this, he froze for a mont, wondering why he felt so silly at that mont.

I ca over, grabbed the at pie, and turned to look at his younger brother, "Bro, has the water boiled yet?"

"It has, I’ll pour it for you right away." I went to fetch the kettle and carried over two cups.

Yan Zhengya ate the pie and drank the water numbly, internally refusing to interact with these troubleso kids, not thinking that he hadn’t noticed them secretly smirking every ti he called them by their Daoist titles.

Though the two young Daoists could be mischievous at tis, Yan Zhengya still liked them a lot. The journey together was very pleasant. After eating, drinking, and playing, the three of them went to bed early, and set off on their journey again early the next morning.

...

The little piggy was waiting at ho, counting the days every day holding up its little piglet hoof.

"Why isn’t Dad back yet?" Little Piggy asked Bai Huan every day.

At first, Bai Huan would comfort it, "Soon, soon, he should be back soon."

However, a month passed, and there was still no news of Yan Zhengya.

Bai Huan’s expression grew increasingly serious, and each day Little Piggy asked him, he remained silent.

Another half month passed, and Yan Zhengya still had not returned.

Every day, Little Piggy still ran to the Daoist Temple’s gate to wait for Yan Zhengya and only returned with its little head drooping after dusk.

At night, after Little Piggy fell asleep, Bai Huan said to Yuanyuan, "I’ll take Little Piggy to the Daoist tomorrow."

"What?" Yuanyuan was shocked, "You’re taking Little Piggy to the Daoist? Have you forgotten what the Daoist instructed?"

"No, I haven’t forgotten." Bai Huan’s expression was serious, "But I think the Daoist might be in trouble. He and Little Piggy have such a close bond, should we let Little Piggy live a life of lies? Worrying a lifeti? Waiting for a lifeti? Do you really think that’s good?"

Yuanyuan gaped at Bai Huan, as if she didn’t recognize him. It took a while for her to find her voice, "If that’s really the case, it does seem very cruel... Then I’ll go too, let’s go together."

"You stay at ho and look after the place. With your level of cultivation, going out is just asking for trouble. Taking Little Piggy is already a challenge, bringing you along would be a burden." Bai Huan bluntly rejected.

Yuanyuan was at a loss for words, and finally, all her concerns turned into a single sentence, "Be careful when you’re out."

The next morning, Little Piggy woke up in Bai Huan’s arms. The cold wind howled outside.

"Second brother, where are we going?" Little Piggy asked.

"To find Dad," Bai Huan replied.

"Wow, are we going to bring Dad back ho? That’s great, I can finally see Dad, I miss him so much." Little Piggy said happily.

But Bai Huan’s mood was heavy. The place they were heading to was where the Taoist Alliance had summoned all the Demon Exterminators. As a mystical being, going to a place where Demon Exterminators gathered was like a sheep entering a tiger’s den.

Bai Huan traveled day and night with Little Piggy, and finally arrived at their destination five days later. Looking at the tents gathering ahead, the bright lights, Bai Huan furrowed his brow. This was clearly where the Demon Exterminators were encamped, how was he going to find Yan Zhengya?

"Second brother, is Dad in there?" Little Piggy struggled to get down.

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