Chapter 270: Encountering White Robes Amidst the Past of Ding'an

Xiao Chiyanzi never imagined that what his master said about that person being from the Demon Realm royal family would actually turn out to be true.

To be honest, based on his understanding of his master, Xiao Chiyanzi would mostly not believe her words; after all, how many times had he fallen for his own master's tricks?

Take the pills he had been researching recently, for instance; one of the ingredients required Guangling Fragrance.

Ordinary Guangling Fragrance usually grows in the rotting mud by the creek and isn't difficult to gather, but his master said that since they were refining a spirit medicine, they couldn't use such common Guangling Fragrance; it had to be from a creek whose source was a spirit vein.

Such creek water is not easy to find!

His master was truly stubborn, and unexpectedly, after wandering for many years, she finally found one—it was a creek nearby.

However, the Guangling Fragrance by that creek had not yet reached the time for harvesting and needed to wait a few more months, so she built a thatched cottage here and settled down.

Yet, while she lived quite comfortably, she spent all day sending him to look after those Guangling Fragrance plants, saying on one hand that she was afraid other herb gatherers would pick them, and on the other that this medicine was hard to come by and had to be well cared for.

The area by the creek was slippery, and a few days ago, it even caused him to fall into the water; upon returning, he actually suffered a good round of mockery from his unreliable master, who even sternly lectured him for neglecting his cultivation today—it really was...

And that Demon Race prince was also found by that very creek.

It is strange to think about; ever since he fell into the water that time, his master always went to the creek with him, but she would only watch from the sidelines, pointing fingers without ever offering a hand, just laughing and giggling while watching him scramble in a panic.

"Sigh..." At the thought of this, Xiao Chiyanzi couldn't help but sigh and threw a piece of firewood into the furnace.

Who told him to end up with such a master!

Moreover, the reason he sighed was not only because he had "encountered an unworthy master," but more so because of that Life-Prolonging Pill.

To speak of his master, she was truly not a generous person in daily life; she always economized on food, clothing, and expenses, and even treated him with the utmost simplicity, calling it: cultivation requires "thwarting one's actions" so that one can "stir the heart and harden the nature, and increase what one cannot do."

But if one were to say his master was stingy, she was surprisingly willing to spend lavishly on refining pills and medicine. Every one of those cultivated Spirit Plants required great effort to raise well, and for the sake of these plants, she had even moved their residence several times.

And that Life-Prolonging Pill given to the Demon Race prince a few days ago—that was something his master had spent two years refining, not knowing how many furnaces of pills she had ruined before succeeding; after much labor and effort, she had only managed to produce five, yet she fed it to him without the slightest hesitation.

According to Xiao Chiyanzi's understanding of his master, if she didn't have absolute certainty, she would never joke with her life, even for the sake of testing medicine.

His master truly wanted to save that person from the Demon Race!

"Hey!" Xiao Chiyanzi sighed again, and this sigh perfectly mimicked the tone of Tumi Xianzi.

Forget it, forget it; she was his master after all, what else could he do?

Xiao Chiyanzi shook his head like a little adult, picked up the fire-blowing tube, and began blowing into the furnace.

A moment later, the water on the stove was finally boiled; following his master's wishes, Xiao Chiyanzi only brewed a pot of apricot blossom tea and carried the tea tray into the room.

Yet he felt it was strange in his heart: it is said that guests are guests, and in the past, even if strangers came to seek medicine, his master would have him brew a pot, perhaps Purple Bamboo shoot tea or a health-preserving medicinal tea—none of which were inferior, and all would be much more decent than this flower tea! But his master insisted on him serving flower tea; it was truly a failure in the way of hospitality!

His master is truly strange today!

Before he even entered the hall, he heard a burst of laughter; the laughter sounded extremely hearty, and even a half-grown child like Xiao Chiyanzi felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze.

The Demon Race man had never spoken a word since he recovered, and Xiao Chiyanzi once thought he was a mute. Today, a man in white came to the courtyard, and after hearing the two of them arguing, Xiao Chiyanzi was truly taken aback.

So he could speak!

Not only could he speak, but his arguing was truly "magnificent" in its momentum!

It goes to show that one cannot judge a person by their appearance! This Demon Race man was always quiet, only silently helping his master with chores, and his master even called him a "wooden block," yet who would have thought he was a prince of the Demon Race; it was truly jaw-dropping.

While he was lost in thought, he heard the man in white inside the room say: "The Fairy actually has such methods; you are truly a rare talent. Staying in this human world is truly a waste of your gifts. In my opinion, it would be better to follow me to the Demon Realm; you would surely be able to carve out a world of your own."

What? This person wants to take his master to the Demon Realm?

Xiao Chiyanzi hurriedly lifted the curtain to enter the room, just about to open his mouth to stop them, when he heard Tumi Xianzi laugh: "Envoy, you are joking. No matter how good your realm is, it is ultimately separated from the Netherworld by a river. This little woman is but a mere traveler; what virtue or ability do I have? How could I dare to harbor such thoughts."

Right! That's it!

Hearing Tumi Xianzi say this, Xiao Chiyanzi couldn't help but nod—it was fortunate that his master wasn't confused to that extent.

However, since the other party was so hospitable, there was no need to refuse so bluntly, right? That was truly contrary to the way of hospitality.

His master is truly a bit strange today!

Xiao Chiyanzi served tea to the three people sitting there, intending to stand quietly to the side to listen in, but he didn't expect Tumi Xianzi to send him away and even close the door, leaving him unable to hear a sound no matter how hard he pressed his ear against it.

She must have placed a talisman on it; what exactly could there be that he couldn't know?

His master never avoided him in her daily affairs; what was going on today?

Xiao Chiyanzi looked unhappy, squatting by the fence, pulling at weeds to vent his anger, while muttering to himself, seemingly complaining about Tumi Xianzi.

About a quarter of an hour later, the wild grass by the fence had been pulled clean by Xiao Chiyanzi, when the wooden door of the main room suddenly opened, and he saw Tumi Xianzi rushing out while shouting.

"You little brat, the Phoenix Grass that I worked so hard to plant, the flowers haven't even budded yet, and you've pulled them all out; are you tired of living?"

Phoenix Grass? What is that? Why had he never heard of it?

"Ah, this... this..."

Xiao Chiyanzi hurriedly stammered as he stood up, wanting to retreat, but the fence was behind him, and there was nowhere to go.

He had never seen his master look so aggressive! This scared him quite a bit!

Tumi Xianzi approached him, her hand raised high, and it looked as if she were about to strike Xiao Chiyanzi.

Seeing this, Xiao Chiyanzi hurriedly closed his eyes tight, but he only waited for a flick on his forehead.

Although it hurt, it was far from the force his master's momentum suggested.

Xiao Chiyanzi opened his eyes in confusion, only to see Tumi Xianzi still wearing a fierce and angry expression.

This... this?

"Fairy, why be so angry? It is just a child being mischievous; a couple of scoldings will suffice."

At this moment, the man in white came out of the room, waving his fan and smiling as he tried to persuade her.

And Tumi Xianzi, upon hearing this, smiled: "Why? Does the Messenger of Impermanence want to manage how I teach my own disciple? Could it be that people of the Demon Race are all fond of meddling in other people's business?"

These words were truly impolite!

The man in white smiled upon hearing this, but did not answer; he only walked up, squatted down, and said to Xiao Chiyanzi: "Little one, I imagine you haven't had a very smooth life in the human world; why not follow me to the Demon Realm? That is not a place that judges people by their appearance."

Uh...

Xiao Chiyanzi looked at the man in white, blinking his watery eyes with an innocent expression.

This man seems quite nice, and he even helped him out of a tight spot; why was his master so rude to him from beginning to end?

However, he truly never felt inferior because of his appearance, not even once.

His master had said that appearance is innate and one has no choice in the matter, but where one's heart ultimately leans is something one can decide for oneself.

He was perfectly at ease!

Xiao Chiyanzi was just about to say something, but he saw Tumi Xianzi block his path.

"There is no need for the Messenger of Impermanence to trouble himself with this; everyone has their own fate. Besides, my master is not dead yet, and as long as I am alive, I will naturally ensure his safety."

"It was my rudeness." Bai Wuchang offered an apologetic bow, then turned back to the main house and said, "I hope Your Highness will carefully consider what was just said; the unification of the royal bloodline should not be buried!" With that, he left.

Xiao Chiyanzi looked back toward the courtyard, but he could no longer see his figure; however, he was not curious, as after all, he was of the Demon Race, and it was not strange for him to have some supernatural abilities, but...

"Master, what was wrong with you today? Why did you treat that guest in such a way?"

"Treating a guest naturally requires the way of hospitality, but if the person who comes is not a guest, then there is no need to be polite." Tumi Xianzi finally returned to her usual state.

What did that mean?

"That person looked very polite, didn't he?"

"Ayan, remember this well: there is a type of person who looks pleasant and speaks as if one is bathed in a spring breeze, but the more such a person is like that, the deeper their hidden motives, and one must be on guard. Otherwise, one day you might be harmed by him without even knowing it!" As she spoke, she sighed again.

"Remember this well: keeping three parts of caution against others will never be wrong."

"'Keeping three parts of caution against others will never be wrong.' Master's words are indeed the truth."

He saw the newcomer wearing a yellow robe with wide sleeves, a cloth bag slung at his waist, and he turned around with a flick of his horsetail whisk.

"Who are you?" Bai Wuchang was greatly puzzled upon seeing this; he considered himself someone who knew many people, and if he had ever met someone with such a strange appearance, he would certainly remember it clearly, yet he truly had no impression of the person before him.

Bai Wuchang saw the newcomer clearly and could not help but frown.

Wait, he had indeed met someone with a strange appearance before, could it be...

"It's you!?"

"Senior Brother!" Lingxiang's face showed joy.

And the person who had come was none other than Chiyanzi.