The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 651 - 370 Change the Approach

Ning Xiaoxian quickly shouted, "Qi Zai, that’s impolite, come back!"

"So fast!" Ever since entering the Ba Snake Mountain Range, Qi Zai no longer suppressed his demon energy. Qingluan knew that this little bird’s cultivation was also quite profound, but she did not expect it to move so swiftly. Before she could react, it had already jumped onto her body. Her muscles tensed up, her vigilance flared, only to see that the White Bird was merely perching on her hand drinking alcohol.

How much alcohol can this little cup hold? He drank it up in two gulps, glanced back at Qingluan twice, grabbed the cup, and flew back to perch on Ning Xiaoxian’s shoulder. Though small in size, his weight was not light, the pressure when he took off made Qingluan’s arm slightly sink.

Ning Xiaoxian took the cup and tapped his head, "How can you be so rude to the host here?"

Qi Zai complained, "She doesn’t drink it, leaving it is a waste!" This alcohol was precious; the female host had brewed only a few jars initially, and yet she even invited the Immortal Bandits to drink. As a liquor-loving ghost, he would greedily take any extra sip he could.

This young one had already passed puberty, now considered just grown up; his voice was no longer that of a baby duck, but rather a slightly low teenage voice. Qingluan stared at him, then suddenly exclaimed, "A Chongming Bird that is white?" She, being a Bird Demon, naturally had a different perspective than ordinary people. She hadn’t noticed before, but now upon closer inspection, this white bird’s True Body was actually the renowned Chongming Bird, but aren’t Chongming Birds all crimson?

Qi Zai was furious, jumped down from the female host’s shoulder, and upon landing, transformed into a ten-feet tall Chongming Bird True Body. His sharp beak and legs seemed forged from steel, his feathers purely white, making him look both spirited and majestic. His tall stature and long legs stepped right in front of Qingluan, he lowered his head, his paired pupils nearly touching her face, "Young master here is the one and only white Chongming Bird, you have a problem with that?"

Is this gearing up for a fierce showdown? Even a powerful dragon cannot repress the local tyrant; this is her territory after all. Why is Qi Zai acting so adolescent? Ning Xiaoxian was anxious and about to call him back, yet Changtian leisurely said, "No hurry, let’s see what happens."

As soon as Qingluan spoke, she knew she had misspoken. Demons who are different hate to be commented on about their traits; the young male bird’s eyes were bursting with fury, obviously more than used to suffering because of his white feathers. Used to being solitary, she could almost see through his anger into his inner frustration and loneliness, her heart slightly ached, suddenly feeling a bit sorry for him. Moreover, by the standards of Bird Demons, his framework was strong and balanced, his feathers shiny, his physique indeed seemed unusually robust. (Qi Zai: Nonsense, Young master fights physically, those only capable of Magic are no match for me!)

Realizing she was at fault first, she only could lightly cough and say, "No, I misspoke, my apologies."

At her words, the Hidden Stream Demons lurking in the dark forest, hoping for a disaster to revel in, suddenly dropped their jaws. Qingluan, who is usually as cold as ice, who always sought revenge, was actually admitting her mistake?

She walked past Qi Zai with her head slightly uplifted, feeling his gaze sticking to her back, somewhat uneasy. Qingluan cleared her throat and focused her attention on Ning Xiaoxian, "Here’s the Snake Flame Grass you wanted, eight hundred years old, priced at two thousand Spirit Stones, tally it on the Immortal Bandits’ account and clear it all together tomorrow." Facing everyone, she recovered her icy demeanor. After Ning Xiaoxian took the herbs, she added a word of caution, "It’s getting dark soon. Remember, this place is not like the outside world, you cannot walk around at will." With that, she turned and walked a few steps, transformed into a blue giant bird and flew away.

Qi Zai disdainfully snorted, transformed back into the little white bird, and perched back on Ning Xiaoxian’s shoulder. She raised her eyebrows, excitedly transmitted, "Look at Qingluan’s expression... tsk tsk, could it be that she has taken a liking to our Qi Zai?" May the great fire of gossip blaze forever!

Changtian helplessly said, "There are very few blue birds like Qingluan in existence. This Qingluan has been trapped in the Ba Snake Mountain Range, never able to wander far, probably unable to find her kind. Just like Qi Zai, this white bird is also viewed as an oddity among Chongming Birds, equally a solitary Bird Demon. She probably empathizes with Qi Zai’s solitary shadow, and reflecting back on herself, she was thus much more tolerant of his words."

Ning Xiaoxian pondered, "Our Qi Zai is also quite handsome, isn’t he? Could it be she’s really not moved?" While speaking, she didn’t idle her hands, patting the little white bird’s head, "Look at those longlegs, look at that figure, tsk tsk, flawless."