Chapter 13: Obtaining a Divine Beast, Summoning a Demon God

Shen Qingli still cannot forget; on the day she escaped from the Jade Sect, she would see such a horrible sight.

It was precisely because of this that the Jade Sect had no time to attend to her, allowing her to escape smoothly, and thus she gained a livelihood for the next few years and the opportunity to obtain the Immortal-Demon Transformation.

From the root, the Heaven Star Sect has shown her kindness.

Moreover, how could such trash as Bai Li Chongtong deserve such a pure sword heart!

From this point, she and Liu Meng, the Heaven Star Sect, share the same hatred for a common enemy.

"Older sister, what are you looking at?"

Shen Jin's voice pulled Shen Qingli back from her memories.

As soon as she lifted her head, she met a face right in front of her, and she impatiently slapped it away with a "pa".

No matter how many times she hit him, this brat always liked to suddenly bring his face close to hers, and she was too lazy to say anything.

Even after being slapped away, Shen Jin shamelessly sat down clinging to Shen Qingli, very clingy, saying, "You still haven't told me why you came to participate in this competition? You couldn't possibly be trying to help the Jade Sect win again, could you?"

Shen Qingli pushed him aside, saying, "Just talk, stop clinging! Looking for a fight, huh?"

"You've also hit me plenty." Shen Jin sat down, unmoving like a mountain, though he sat up straighter, no longer clinging to Shen Qingli, and said, "Older sister, what exactly do you want to do?"

After a month of contact, Shen Jin had determined that although Shen Qingli still had lingering feelings for the people of Saint Maiden Peak, she would no longer help them.

"Right?"

Shen Jin wasn't quite sure.

Because Shen Qingli insisted on coming to participate in this sect grand competition.

With a slightly dim gaze, Shen Jin lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you still worried about that Gu?"

Shen Qingli glanced at him unexpectedly, seeing him actually look aggrieved, leaving her speechless.

"You're being ridiculous; that happened years ago—are you going to remember it for a lifetime?"

"Wasn't it just that, when you were blind, you shoved this brat aside for Gu Cihe?"

"As for that?"

Shen Jin, however, said nothing and turned his head away.

Shen Qingli: "……"

She was already getting itchy to hit that pretentious younger brother!

But he muttered an accusation: "You shoved me so hard! My hand was torn back then, while that white-eyed wolf Gu had not a scratch, yet you only saw him and not me! I am your own younger brother!"

Shen Qingli rubbed her forehead, hiding her guilt, and said, "Then what do you want to do? Recreate the scene—this time I'll push Gu Cihe?"

"Good!" Shen Jin turned his head, his phoenix eyes shining bright! Like a puppy seeing a meat bun.

Shen Qingli conceded, "You're so immature!"

"Hmph!" Shen Jin sneered, "Surely you're just trying to placate me! I knew you still couldn't let go of that white-eyed wolf!"

"I really don't have any." Shen Qingli truly didn't know what's up with kids these days, so hard to appease?

"Here." Shen Jin suddenly pulled something from his bosom and stuffed it into Shen Qingli's embrace.

Shen Qingli hadn't even reacted when she heard a "xi" chirp from a chick.

Next came the painful hiss of a snake!

Then she dazedly saw—

A fluffy little red chicken flew out of her embrace, its beak clutching a small snake with purple scales.

The little snake refused to back down, flicking its tail at the red chicken's face at breakneck speed!

Seeing something wrong, the little red chicken let go and flew toward Shen Qingli.

Given Shen Qingli's reaction speed, she didn't even have time to block it before it darted into the crook of her neck.

"Xi xi xi~"

The chick seemed to be acting cute, darting in a flash to the back of Shen Qingli's neck, so the pursuing snake had no chance to strike it.

"Stop!" Shen Qingli grabbed the purple snake that still wanted to chase the chick, reached out with one hand to touch the fluffy thing, feeling only an itchy urge, restraining herself from rubbing it, and looked at Shen Jin, asking, "What is this?"

"A little wild chicken I caught in the mountains—I thought you seemed to like this fluffy sort, so I brought you one." Shen Jin said offhandedly.

Shen Qingli gave a double "hehe," "A wild chicken?"

What kind of wild chicken is this fast—faster than her!

His father's snake, obviously bearing dragon blood, almost got swallowed whole……

Shen Jin, however, wore an innocent expression, "Yeah, pulled out of a grass nest—doesn't it look like a chicken?"

Leaning close to Shen Qingli's neck, Shen Jin scrutinized the chick with a serious face, "I think so; when I came down the mountain, I saw the chickens sold at farms looking just like this."

"Then it's not a chicken." Shen Qingli conceded, this brother of hers was like an idiot, viewing everything with a blatantly obvious foolishness.

Forget it.

Her father clearly wasn't the type to raise children.

Bing Xue Feng had long been devoid of anyone else.

It's no wonder Shen Jin grew up like this; it's not his fault.

"Ordinary chickens don't have mystic power fluctuations; this must therefore be a spirit beast."

Shen Qingli set aside the little snake, stroking the chick that obediently stayed in her palm—well, not really a chick, but its feathers were truly wonderful to touch, so smooth.

Shen Qingli couldn't help but stroke it a few more times, whereupon Shen Jin immediately smiled proudly and asked, "Do you like it a lot?"

"How do you know I like this fluffy stuff?" Shen Qingli countered, "You haven't shown any sign, have you?"

"Of course I know; you used to raise rabbits." Shen Jin said matter-of-factly, "That rabbit was too ordinary—it would cook at the first roast—but this one I tried, it won't roast; you can just play with it."

Shen Qingli wore a complex expression.

"Yes, she had raised rabbits."

"But Zhao Yue scolded her for lacking the bearing of a senior sister, and then struck her dead with a palm!"

Su Chacha said it was quite fat, a pity if it died, so she even roasted it and sent it over — that's all there is to it.

"You sure do pay attention to me." Shen Qingli sighed, feeling even more guilty.

She never cared about this younger brother, yet he knows her affairs inside out.

"It's hard not to pay attention; I've always wanted to know when you'll wake up. But later I stopped paying attention too — " Chen Jin paused, then didn't continue.

Shen Qingli spoke for him: "I never thought I'd have to suffer such a loss just to wake up."

"Yeah." Chen Jin got up. "Don't let its size fool it; it's still quite capable."

"Huh?" Shen Qingli, stroking the fluffy chick, looked up at the youth. He stood against the light, head lowered, gazing at her, his expression unreadable; all one could hear him say was, "I can help you disguise your former power aura."

Shen Qingli blinked, then suddenly thought, this kid is actually quite clever.

She hadn't said a word, yet he already knew what she intended to do?

"So where exactly did this chick come from?" Shen Qingli frowned. "You didn't snatch it from the Biyu Sect's beast garden, did you?"

"How could that be?" Chen Jin lifted the corner of his eye, full of disdain. "What good stuff could the Biyu Sect have? You haven't noticed — on our Bing Xue Feng, everything is cleaner than theirs."

Upon saying that…

Shen Qingli really hadn't noticed.

After all, for the past month she had been consolidating her cultivation and contemplating the Immortal-Demon Transformation; aside from eating, she never left her room, naturally having no spare mind to notice anything else.

Seeing her clueless expression, Chen Jin knew she truly hadn't noticed; wearing a look of helplessness, a vast and righteous sound echoed from the canyon above: "Everyone, Profound Mountain is about to open."

Upon hearing that, Shen Qingli slowly rose to her feet.

By the banks of the Ling He, clamor rose.

"Here it comes! The Profound Mountain inheritance! Who knows who will gain its favor this year? Last time it was Shen Qingli of the Biyu Sect, right? Will it be her again? If I recall correctly, she's only sixteen — surely she can still enter Profound Mountain."

"You don't know? Shen Qingli is ruined." Gu Cihe said scornfully, "Her heart is unsteady, her roots shattered — any so-called genius is merely a facade built on hasty gains."

Upon those words…

The riverbank fell silent.

But just then!

"Boom!"

Above Profound Mountain, demonic clouds roiled.

A demon god phantom suddenly appeared, looming over heaven and earth.