Chapter 141: Eat This Qilin Body

If such a wonderful thing were to happen to someone else, they would likely laugh until their teeth fell out.

However, Lu Daoran only wore a face full of sorrow.

He knew clearly in his heart that this Qilin cub had become attached to him because of the Spirit Wine in his hands.

Yet, he did not know how to brew wine.

The person who truly knew how to brew wine was his adoptive father, Lu Ren.

In other words...

Lu Daoran felt extremely awkward and guilty in his heart.

He turned his head and said, "You said you wanted to come here, and I brought you here; our contract should be dissolved now."

The Qilin is a Divine Beast, and furthermore, it is rare in this world, the only one of its kind here.

Since he was a child, Lu Daoran had always longed to have a Qilin as a companion.

But when a Qilin truly fell by his side, he refused it instead.

Although he was reluctant, his refusal was extremely firm.

"Why?"

The little Qilin, which had been wiggling its butt around, suddenly widened its eyes in disbelief.

It was born extremely cute, with a large head and a small body, yet its butt was plump and fleshy, covered in a shallow layer of red down that blanketed its entire body; its little flicking tail looked like a cow's tail, and only at the very tip was there a tuft of red down that looked like a flame.

Looking from afar...

It also looked like a Red Lantern.

Just a plush version.

Only its pair of eyes were not scarlet like those of a Fierce Beast, but purely transparent blue, so clear that they resembled the sky after rain, a clear and washed azure.

And now, these two glass beads were rapidly accumulating tears, looking at Lu Daoran in disbelief.

As if Lu Daoran were some heartless person.

The little Qilin accused him angrily: "Do you think I'm too young to help you?"

"I am the last Qilin in the world!"

"Although, although my bloodline purity is low, as long as I have a Bloodline Divine Fruit, I can purify my bloodline!"

"How can you look down on me?!"

Unlike other Spirit Beasts, a Qilin cannot purify its bloodline with its own essence blood; it can only consume a Bloodline Divine Fruit.

However.

Other Spirit Beasts can consume at most three Bloodline Divine Fruits, but a Qilin can consume them without limit.

A Qilin is certainly good.

Yet Lu Daoran did not waver.

He only said calmly: "It is not as you think, but because the wine you like was not brewed by me."

"Moreover, my strength is weak, and I cannot raise you properly."

"I have already found a true caregiver for you, look."

He raised his hand and pointed at the most dazzling man in the crowd.

The little Qilin followed his gesture and looked over, the tears shimmering in its eyes pausing for a moment.

"He..."

Its tone seemed to waver, and it experienced intense emotional fluctuations.

Lu Daoran sighed slightly.

He urged: "That is my adoptive father, and also my Family Head; he is the only one in this world, a peerless genius."

"If you are raised by him, you will certainly be able to grow into a true Qilin."

"I..."

However, the development of events greatly exceeded Lu Daoran's expectations.

Before he could even finish his sentence, the little Qilin burst into loud wails.

"Waaa!!!"

It cried out loudly.

While crying, it choked out: "You! You bastard!"

"This Qilin, this Qilin originally thought you were just fickle, having already taken in two Spirit Beasts, yet still coveting this Qilin's beauty!"

"But, but how can there be someone in this world even more fickle than you!"

"Wuu wuu wuu! I know I was wrong, I won't secretly drink your wine anymore, nor eat your Ling Fruit, and I definitely won't use your Spirit Stones as rocks to play with, don't give me to him!"

"I don't want to follow a fickle flirt!!!"

Lu Daoran frowned. He immediately spoke up to scold: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"How could the Family Head be fickle?"

"He has never had a woman by his side!"

After saying this, he felt he was stupid too; why explain these things to a Qilin? Yet the little Qilin was wiping away tears while sobbing, saying: "Isn't he?"

"As for those concubines by your side, I could still tolerate them; they are not as noble as me anyway, I am the true consort."

"But him... but him..." While crying, the little Qilin pointed at Lu Ren, looking even more aggrieved, "If I really followed him, then, then I could only be a cleaning maid!"

"Let alone being the true consort! Even the positions of Noble Consort, Imperial Concubine, or even Beauty wouldn't be mine!"

What is all this? Lu Daoran was suddenly caught between laughter and tears.

He simply assumed this little Qilin's brain wasn't working quite right.

And he wondered where such a little fellow learned the rules of the mortal imperial palace? Could it be innate inheritance? That would make sense.

However, putting it all together, Lu Daoran could roughly understand what this little Qilin meant.

It was nothing more than saying that Lu Ren had too many Spirit Beasts by his side.

Too many?

A flash of suspicion crossed Lu Daoran's eyes.

But he quickly suppressed the doubt in his own heart, looked at the little Qilin who was crying incessantly, and with a thought, spoke softly to coax it: "Fine, fine, let's just pretend I never made that suggestion to you."

"However, putting other things aside for now, you should at least go and retrieve the gift your mother left for you."

This was indeed a serious matter.

Although its eyes were almost red from crying, the little Qilin still managed to rub its eye sockets with its hooves, sat upright in Lu Daoran's arms, and extended a front hoof to point toward the center of the Demon Battlefield.

It said aggressively, "Go!"

"Take back what belongs to this Qilin!"

The very moment the Qilin appeared, Lu Ren had already sensed the Qilin Essence Blood active within this half of the Qilin's physical body.

Even more conspicuous were the greedy gazes of the other members of the Human Race or Demon Race in the Demon Battlefield.

Those closer to Lu Ren took a cautious look at him and spoke to negotiate.

"Lu Ren, since we are the closest to this Qilin Blood, why don't we divide it among ourselves and keep the others out?"

"Our strengths are all about the same, suppressed to this realm, but we have many magic treasures in our hands; would you like to join forces with us?"

The man speaking had eyes darting around, clearly plotting something.

But he was not lying to Lu Ren.

He was also genuinely wary of Lu Ren.

After he finished speaking, he expected Lu Ren to agree to his terms and waited composedly, but he never imagined that Lu Ren would only glance at them lightly, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Based on you lot, you think you're worthy?"

The man was suddenly stunned, then flew into a rage.

"You!"

He had never imagined that Lu Ren could be this arrogant! The rumors from the outside world were indeed correct!

Lu Ren was a person arrogant to the extreme!

He said angrily: "Lu Ren, don't be too cocky. Do you think that with your strength, you can take this Qilin Essence Blood all by yourself?"

"Be careful not to burst your stomach!"

"Our strengths are all the same!"

Hearing this, Lu Ren was even more disdainful.

He swept a somewhat mocking gaze over the man and the others who had gathered around him, and gave a light scoff.

"Don't lump me in with you lot."

After his voice fell, he withdrew his gaze from them and lightly patted the Jade Pendant at his waist.

A Forehead Protector fell into his hand.

Following it was a small figure that plopped down onto the ground.

The Forehead Protector also landed on the little dumpling's neck, serving as a Necklace.

Lu Ren's voice sounded calmly: "Xiao Tian, take this Qilin..."

"Eat it."

(End of this chapter)