Mistaking My Wife for a Spirit Pet - Chapter 28
Chapter 28
As soon as Song Cai rushed in, her gaze quickly searched for something. When it landed on the little white tiger on the table, the entire cat exploded.
A lonely dragon, a lone tiger, in a room together, and it was spring.
Song Cai felt terrible.
Her friend was still young and didn’t understand. How could Nan Zhi, a five-hundred-year-old dragon, not understand? If she truly loved and respected her, how could she act this way?
Song Cai’s head got hot. She immediately scooped the little white tiger into her arms and glared at Nan Zhi.
At first, Yu Shu struggled a little, but when she saw Song Cai’s cold eyes, she became as still as a virgin.
“How did you promise us?”
Yu Shu: …
She was as silent as a cicada in winter. She didn’t want to talk.
She thought that if the Koi didn’t come, she could still bluff this Lucky Cat a little. Who would have thought that she would have become smart?
“Bang.”
A white mist appeared, and she transformed into her human form.
She pulled on Song Cai’s sleeve and said softly, “Stop making a fuss. We’re leaving.”
Song Cai: …
Not only was she betraying her friends for love, but she was also siding with outsiders.
She glared at Nan Zhi, huffed through her nose, and was pushed away by Yu Shu before she could even say anything harsh.
At this moment, the anger in her heart was like a deflated drum. Whatever, it didn’t matter anyway. The City Lord and his wife went all the way to the East Sea to fulfill this little tiger’s wish.
But—
Song Cai’s movements paused. She turned back expressionlessly. After just one look, she got angry again.
She knew her friend hadn’t moved for a long time. What was she secretly touching on Nan Zhi’s hand?
“Shu Shu.”
Yu Shu’s movements paused. She subconsciously looked up and met Nan Zhi’s gaze. That confused look… Her face flushed. She patted the back of Nan Zhi’s hand and said in a low voice, “Give it to me.”
Hearing this, Nan Zhi opened her palm.
It was a small white tiger that looked nothing like her. The Young City Lord had clearly disliked it before, but now—
Yu Shu quickly covered it with her hand.
Her hand was as soft as jade. It was so soft that Nan Zhi’s brows twitched.
She wasn’t touching her, but gently… taking away the little white tiger she had clearly disliked.
The real little white tiger looked up at her, its eyes filled with cunning.
Nan Zhi quickly retracted her hand, avoiding the real one’s gaze, and looked at the replica. Then, her gaze followed the replica as it swayed, as Yu Shu swayed, as Song Cai swayed, and as the two of them walked away.
She pursed her lips and thought to herself—
No wonder the Young City Lord disliked it. It really wasn’t even one-thousandth as good as the Young City Lord’s charm.
Sighing, she followed Yu Shu and Song Cai’s footsteps. However, they were heading in opposite directions.
She turned left and right and arrived at the busiest street in Chunlai City.
Nan Zhi’s gaze fell on a desolate stall.
There was no business. An old man was dozing off, his face sagging. Nan Zhi walked closer.
A shadow fell over his eyes. The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked groggily at the expressionless azure-robed cultivator.
“Master, can you make a clay figure?”
Hearing this, the old man slowly came back to his senses. “What kind?”
What kind? The Young City Lord’s kind.
Nan Zhi’s expression was very serious. “The cutest little white tiger in the world.” She paused for a second and felt that it was not enough. She added, “And very beautiful.”
The old man: …
He thought she was here to cause trouble, but he didn’t expect her to be here to make a clay figure. It was fine if she was making a clay figure, but she wanted it to be the cutest and most beautiful…
Your Excellency, you’re asking for a bit too much.
“Dong.”
The azure-robed cultivator placed a storage bag on the stall.
The old man opened it, his eyes widening in shock. “Your Excellency, this one thousand spiritual stones… I can make eighty clay figures a day. A thousand clay figures will probably take half a month.”
Nan Zhi shook her head and emphasized, “Just one, but it must be both cute and beautiful.”
The old man: …Which clan’s rich kid is here to spend money? The Dragon Clan? The Dragon Clan isn’t that rich.
“When do you need it?”
“Now.”
The old man wiped his sweat. Under Nan Zhi’s serious gaze, he began to meticulously knead the clay.
After a moment, he confidently handed it to her.
Nan Zhi shook her head. “I feel like something’s not right. Can you change it?”
The old man, who only knew it had to be both cute and beautiful: …
After another moment, he hesitantly handed it over.
Nan Zhi frowned. “It doesn’t seem that cute. Can you change it again?”
The old man, who didn’t know how cute it had to be: …
After half an hour, he handed it over without confidence.
Nan Zhi sighed. “It doesn’t seem beautiful anymore. Can you change it again?”
The old man, who didn’t know how beautiful it had to be: …
After another hour, he doubted his life and hesitantly handed it over.
Nan Zhi’s face lit up with joy. “This is it. It’s truly a perfect resemblance.”
The old man: But this is the same as the first one I made…
The old man quickly packed up his stall, and Nan Zhi had already walked away with the cute and beautiful little white tiger.
However, Nan Zhi stopped halfway. She didn’t know where Yu Shu lived. They had only met a few times, and each time, Yu Shu had found her.
What a sin.
She immediately took out her communication jade and injected spiritual energy into it.
She waited quietly.
…
In the room, Yu Shu’s body was a little tense, and she said softly:
“Song Cai, you’re a bit too noisy.”
Song Cai, who was speaking earnestly, laughed and suddenly asked, “Do you know what season it is right now?”
Yu Shu was still tense. She looked at the door, confused. “Rain water. Why are you asking this?”
“You also know it’s rain water? Our demon clan, in spring…” She paused. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Yu Shu held Song Cai’s finger, which was pointing at her, and pressed it back into Song Cai’s palm. She said softly, “I know. Stop talking.”
Song Cai: …
Actually, she wasn’t optimistic about this, but the City Lord and his wife went all the way to the East Sea to fulfill their friend’s wish.
But… no matter how she thought about it, she was still angry.
Her friend, who was obsessed with artifact refining and rarely left the city, went on a trip and lost all her valuables. She became devoted to a dragon with a notorious love life.
Who would understand?
“You know, you know what…”
Her voice paused. She looked down at Yu Shu’s waist and subconsciously asked, “Who’s looking for you?”
Yu Shu also looked down. Her fingertip covered the communication jade, and she injected spiritual energy into it.
“Nan Zhi.”
Song Cai: …
She really is a persistent pest.
“What does she want?”
Yu Shu turned her head in confusion. She stopped injecting spiritual energy and asked hesitantly, “Isn’t your curiosity a bit too strong?”
The corner of Song Cai’s mouth twitched. After a while, she reminded her, “Well, what do you think? The sun is setting. What could she want from you?”
Hearing this, Yu Shu’s gaze drifted to the window.
The sun was setting, and the white moon was just starting to peek out in the sky. It wasn’t the time for a rendezvous.
The sky was getting dark. What could Nan Zhi want from her?
Yu Shu didn’t think much about it at first, but Song Cai kept bringing up the demon clan, spring, and being careful. Thinking of this, she looked away and looked at Song Cai. “It’s spring. Why aren’t you going to find Li Yu and instead running to me?”
Song Cai: ???
This was the most unbelievable thing. Song Cai laughed in anger. She asked with a lot of resentment, “Then why do you have to find her and come to Chunlai City? What’s so good about her?”
With such resentment, Yu Shu’s eyes looked distant.
It made Song Cai feel nervous. She then said seriously, “The Immortal Sect Grand Meeting… I also came to the one a hundred years ago. It’s not because of her this time.”
“…”
Alright, she’s happy now that it wasn’t for Nan Zhi.
But—
Nan Zhi was also at every Immortal Sect Grand Meeting held in Chunlai City!
She was still a little angry. Song Cai snorted coldly. “Don’t reply. Reply tomorrow. What good can come from her looking for you when the sky is getting dark?”
Song Cai’s eyes were burning. At this, Yu Shu sighed. “Okay.”
But, what could Nan Zhi want from her when the sky was getting dark?
After sending Song Cai away, Yu Shu took a sip of tea and tapped her fingers on the table.
She didn’t know how long it had been. The dark sky turned into a night with a few stars. Yu Shu lay on the soft couch and thought—what could Nan Zhi want from her when the stars were out?
She opened her eyes, closed them, looked at the curtains, the windowsill, and the sky. Yu Shu felt that she couldn’t fall asleep.
It was now the second watch of the night. Even the scarce stars in the night sky began to sleep, but Yu Shu went against her word and contacted Nan Zhi.
‘Yulin City’s* Auction House.’*
Nan Zhi, who was suddenly woken up by the thunderous sound: …
She opened her eyes groggily, her mind in a daze. She injected spiritual energy into the communication jade.
It was the Young City Lord.
A moment later, she suddenly laughed out loud. It was out of anger.
In her impression, the sound of the communication jade should not be thunderous. Why was it thunderous when the Young City Lord contacted her?
Thinking of the circumstances when Yu Shu gave her the communication jade before, her face was expressionless.
She almost forgot. The Young City Lord was still a moody, vengeful, and troublesome little tiger before.
But—
Since the Young City Lord said that, it was hard not to guess that she wanted her to go over.
Nan Zhi held her forehead. Her sleepiness was gone. She sighed.
What could the Young City Lord want from her when the stars were out?
Never mind, she’ll just pretend she didn’t see it.
Nan Zhi yawned and went back to sleep. However, Yu Shu, who was waiting for Nan Zhi to come, fought against the long night.
Her thoughts went back and forth all night.
…
The Immortal Sect Grand Meeting was held in the center of Chunlai City. Thousands of large and small sects from the east, south, west, and north of the Nine Provinces Continent came.
When Nan Zhi arrived, it was the preliminary round for Nascent Soul cultivators. She quickly found a group of her junior brothers and sisters sitting in a row at the east arena. Just as she was about to walk over, the communication jade made a thunderous sound. The cultivators next to her all stopped in their tracks, their eyes looking strange.
Nan Zhi was helpless and amused. She picked it up and looked.
‘Look back.’
She turned her head as she was told. It was the master of the thunder—the Young City Lord.
There were dark circles under her eyes. Her expression was haggard, as if she hadn’t slept well. Her eyebrows were furrowed, and her lips were tightly pursed, as if she were unhappy.
She subconsciously walked closer and said, “Young City Lord?”
Yu Shu quietly looked at her. Although she had been sulking all night, she still spoke with a hint of resentment. “Why didn’t you come last night?”
Nan Zhi: …
The resentment was quite strong.
At this, she could only speak half-truthfully. “I flew to Chunlai City for days and haven’t rested yet, so I was a little tired.”
It wasn’t a satisfactory answer. Even the sulking didn’t dissipate much. Yu Shu continued to accuse her. “Then you didn’t even reply.”
Nan Zhi found it a little funny.
“Yes, I saw it last night. But… was the Young City Lord in a hurry at that time? Looking at your expression, it seems like you didn’t sleep well.”
Hearing this, Yu Shu snorted coldly. This time, it was out of anger.
She didn’t want Nan Zhi to know the real reason she didn’t sleep well. She asked with a tough attitude, “What were you doing last night?”
An idea came to her. Nan Zhi instantly understood. She slowly walked closer, cupped her hands, and held the back of her hand out to Yu Shu. She held back her answer. “You guess.”
Yu Shu was annoyed. The recent troublesome physical condition made her even more sulky. Her heart also kept accusing her—
How could she be like this!
If she was tired, as long as she replied, she would have been able to sleep well. If she was really worried about her not sleeping well, why would she provoke her?
Her temper suddenly flared up. She immediately turned around.
Nan Zhi quickly pulled her back and asked softly, “Are you really not going to guess?”
Yu Shu: “I’m not!”
Nan Zhi was inexplicably amused. She helplessly opened her palm—the little white tiger that the old man made so perfectly stood on her palm.
“Look.”
Yu Shu subconsciously lowered her head, a little disappointed.
It was just a little white tiger. She already had one. This kind of trick wouldn’t make her feel any better.
“Boring.”
“Doesn’t it look like it?”
Even if it did, it was still boring, but Yu Shu didn’t say it.
However, Nan Zhi spoke. “It’s not made by me. It’s from an artisan in Chunlai City.”
Yu Shu was even more disappointed.
“He never saw the Young City Lord’s true form, but he made it so similar. Isn’t the Young City Lord curious about the reason?”
Yu Shu was not interested. She even wanted to leave.
“The reason is me. I told him—” Her voice paused. Nan Zhi’s voice became even more gentle and alluring:
“I want to make the cutest and most beautiful little white tiger in the world.”
Yu Shu was speechless for a long time.
After a very long time, she suddenly said, “You’re really boring.”
Nan Zhi’s smile widened. She shook the little white tiger in her hand and teased, “Boring is boring, but isn’t this cute?”
Yu Shu turned her head away, covering her flushed ears, but revealing her flushed cheek.
She gritted her teeth, word for word. “Nan Zhi, do you have to provoke me?”
She had to provoke her to get angry and then coax her to be happy.
How could she be like this?
She felt that this dragon was so wicked. Why couldn’t she just let her be happy all the time?