The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 916 A Typical Case of Not Learning from Mistakes (2 Updates)
Knowing that Baihu was somewhat simple-minded, they were afraid that if they explained things in too complicated a way, he wouldn't understand.

Yunran didn't mind the white tiger asking such a silly question, and said with a smile, "Ginseng fruit, make another display case, and put this thing on display in Qingfengguan~"

The fact that many spirits were attached to the ebony had been discovered long ago, but neither Yunran nor the little paper dolls intended to inquire about it.

Baihu finally understood that Yunran was clearly saying he was stupid!

Baihu felt a little wronged. Although he had some minor flaws, he was thinking of Yunran.

Otherwise, why would someone see something nice while taking a bath and think about bringing it back?

Uh, it doesn't seem like it was specifically brought for Yunran (feeling guilty~)

With a "pop," the fire nearby made a sound.

Yun Jingyang quickly smoothed things over, saying, "It's almost lunchtime, let's eat first, we can talk about it later."

The white tiger wasn't afraid of the campfire, so he walked far away, and his back view looked inexplicably desolate.

Yun Jingyang figured out a bit more about the White Tiger's temperament. It was just like a childish teenager who hadn't grown up yet; you had to stroke it gently.

As darkness fell, even with sufficient equipment, it would be unwise to proceed at night given the temperature.

Even with the White Tiger present, those monsters wouldn't dare to dance right in front of them.

However, the miasma and swamps that already exist in the Death Mountain will not disappear just because of the Demon King's presence.

"Everyone, after you've eaten, get some rest. Tomorrow, if we speed things up a bit, we should be able to reach the first place."

When Baihu returned, he didn't mention his previous scouting trip at all, but Yunran and Yun Jingyang are very shrewd.

How could I not guess?

After eating something, Yunran went into her tent to rest. The tent had an automatic heating system.

As soon as I entered the tent, I felt a warm atmosphere, the perfect temperature for sleeping.

Yun Jingyang brought a lot of food to Baihu. Knowing that Baihu had a large appetite, Yun Jingyang even gave him all the compressed biscuits they had specially brought before.

"When you're traveling, you can only make do with what you eat. When we get back, I'll take you to eat lots of delicious food."

The white tiger, who was initially feeling a bit aggrieved, suddenly brightened up when it saw the pile of food in front of it.

I can't even remember what made me unhappy before.

The typical person who only remembers to eat but not to be beaten.

"Brother Yun, you're such a kind person!"

Yun Jingyang's current position is not something that fell from the sky.

When he wants to be good to someone, it's with genuine sincerity, not the kind of thing where he just tries to fool or scheme.

The worst thing about scheming is encountering genuine sincerity.

If he's sincere and frankly tells you that he does have ulterior motives, then it's basically a sure win.

This is like a poor person pretending to be rich. When the truth is revealed, whether it's genuine or not, there will definitely be a barrage of criticism.

However, if a rich person pretends to be poor but treats everyone around them sincerely, they will receive a lot of praise when they reveal their wealth.

Some might even say that his wealth is just his least remarkable advantage.

In less than two days, Baihu was already showing signs of being subtly controlled by Yun Jingyang.

Yunran was fast asleep, completely unconcerned about any potential sneak attacks.

The White Tiger, Ginseng Fruit, and Little Paper Doll don't need to sleep, so they naturally take on the task of patrolling at night.

The temperature at night had absolutely no effect on them.

The ginseng fruit and the paper doll are magical artifacts that can automatically adjust themselves to adapt to their environment. As for the white tiger, with its fluffy fur and pure yang energy, it would be a piece of cake for it, even if the temperature here was low, let alone in a freezing cold.

That's right, everyone's asleep, and the White Tiger has reverted to its original form.

The enormous creature lay on the flat ground, idly swishing its tail.

Beside him sat the enormous piece of dark wood, inside which the once lively spirits now lay as still as chickens.

They didn't dare to peek out to see what was going on.

After surveying the surroundings and finding no danger, the little paper figure began to feel a bit bored.

It flew directly to the white tiger and landed on its body.

The paper figure itself has no weight; it's so light that when it lands on the white tiger, it's like a leaf falling on it.

The white tiger ignored the little paper figure and continued its boring actions.

But the little paper figure didn't feel bored. The white tiger's fur was really thick, and the little paper figure would lie on it for a while and then jump around.

They really treated the white tiger like a toy.

This made it impossible for the white tiger to ignore it. Finally, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the little paper figure.

"Can't you just stay still for a bit? You're jumping around like a fly!"

Little paper doll: ……

It is no longer the little paper figure that its owner used to draw casually; now, it has a appearance that it is satisfied with.

It doesn't look like a fly at all!

"You're the fly, you're all flies, so what if I'm just playing around!"

Now it was Baihu's turn to be speechless. He hadn't expected that the little paper doll, a magical artifact, could be so eloquent.

"you……"

Before Baihu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the little paper doll.

"What do you mean 'you, you, you'? Keep your voice down! Can't you see my master is sleeping? If you wake him up, you're in big trouble!"

The white tiger originally intended to roar and use the powerful wind from its voice to blow the little paper figure away.

He silently shut his mouth.

This threat actually put the White Tiger to the test.

But the white tiger wasn't the kind of pitiful creature that would hold its breath. It immediately gripped a corner of the ebony wood with its paws and then snapped it off forcefully.

With a "crack," the most protruding corner of the incredibly hard ebony was snapped off by the white tiger.

At this moment, the spirits huddled inside the dark wood were all trembling with fear.

It wasn't just the pure yang energy emanating from the white tiger that instilled fear in them, but also the fact that the white tiger was a demon king, relentlessly suppressing them.

Now, seeing this terrifying being so easily break their home, the soul felt as if the sky had fallen.

The habitat they finally found is about to be destroyed.

What will happen to them? Without a habitat like petrified wood, if they were to drift away, they would quickly perish.

The spirits immediately began to wail softly.

The sound was faint; it even sounded like a gust of wind.

And all of this was overheard by the little paper figure and the white tiger who had just been arguing.

(End of this chapter)