Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan saw Sima Jiao on the way back. He was standing among a patch of bright red flowers. His dark figure was like a ghost wandering in the middle of the night. She didn’t know what kind of flower it was. It had a very strong fragrance.

Liao Tingyan shouted at a distance of seven meters, “Shizu, you haven’t slept yet?” She thought that the atmosphere was very ghostly, and she was a little worried that he would be faceless when he turned around.

Sima Jiao turned around while rubbing a red flower in his hand. His face was normal.

Liao Tingyan discovered that he seemed to like to crush things like flowers, fruits, and human heads.

“You are already in the Soul Formation stage, and you still want to sleep?” He stepped on those beautiful flowers without hesitation and walked over.

Liao Tingyan told the boss seriously, “I don’t think I need to sleep, but I want to sleep. There is no need to eat food, but I want to eat.”

Sima Jiao said, “You are very strange.” 

He threw the crumpled flower under his feet.

‘Excuse me, you are not surprised.’

Liao Tingyan tried to ask, “Shizu, have you heard everything? Then, do you know who I am?”

Sima Jiao said, “I have known for a long time. No one could hide anything from me.”

But she herself didn’t know. 

Liao Tingyan tried to ask, “What identity do you think I have?”

“You were here to kill me.” 

Sima Jiao leaned close to her and wiped her lips with his finger, “Tell me, should I kill you?”

How could she answer that? If he wanted to kill her, then he wouldn’t have saved her. She felt a headache when she thought about it. What was she tossing about! 

And, could you take your finger off and talk?

“What are you thinking about?” Sima Jiao’s eyes were a little red.

Liao Tingyan said, “Your hand just rubbed the flower and you put it on my lips without washing it.” 

Such a straightforward answer was obviously due to the truth spell.

Sima Jiao turned off the truth spell, and didn’t want to listen to this kind of truth that disrupted the atmosphere. 

He continued to ask her like a villain, “Should I kill you?”

Liao Tingyan took a breath, “I don’t think you will.”

Sima Jiao asked, “Oh, why?”

Liao Tingyan said, “I have abandoned the dark and turned to the light. Now I am a member of the Shizu’s camp.”

Sima Jiao’s attention was on the strange word, “Am I the light?”

Liao Tingyan instantly changed her words, “I have abandoned the light and came into dark.”

Sima Jiao said, “You change your words quickly.” 

It was also funny. Compared with the Demon Realm and him, it was really hard to tell which one was light and which one was dark.

“You are just too useless. You couldn’t deal with a person in the Nascent Soul Stage,” Sima Jiao said.

Liao Tingyan immediately understood who threw the ‘ex-boyfriend’.

“Yeah, I think so too.” She smirked, “I am definitely not as good as Shizu.” 

Bah, she had only got this cultivation for a day. It was impossible for anyone to learn to use all skills at once.

Sima Jiao stared at her smirk, then smiled, grabbed her hand and dragged her back and forth, “Killing a few more people will make you get used to it.”

Liao Tingyan was frightened by him, “Where?!”

“Of course I am taking you to kill people. I just killed a lot of people and got so powerful,” he said gloomily.

Liao Tingyan knelt on the spot and sat on the ground, “I’m not going.”

Sima Jiao pulled her hand, like a mother does to a naighty kid on the street, “Stand up.”

Liao Tingyan: “No, I don’t want to kill.”

Sima Jiao: “If I insist on killing you?”

Liao Tingyan laid down on the spot, “Then you kill me.”

Sima Jiao’s face sank, “Do you really think I won’t kill you?”

To be honest, Liao Tingyan really didn’t think he would, because she didn’t feel any danger. Anyway, she wouldn’t kill people. She couldn’t control what the ancestor loved to do. But she was different. She didn’t want to do anything she didn’t want to do, and she wouldn’t kill anyone.

Sima Jiao really wanted to slap her to death. If someone dared to talk to him like that before, they would have been dead in the next second. She just looked confident that he wouldn’t. He raised his hand and finally picked up Liao Tingyan.

“If you have any issue, you can say. Don’t be impulsive,” Liao Tingyan realized that the ancestor was carrying her high in the sky. She started to panic, and subconsciously hugged his waist.

Sima Jiao ignored her, saw a Fei Pavilion flying past in the distance, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. (Fei: m. to fly)

The Fei Pavilion was owned by the daughter of the Lord of the Moon Palace, Yue Hui. (Yue: m. Moon) 

This arrogant girl was a famous little overlord in the Gengchen Xianfu. She was used to being arrogant and domineering. Even her mother, the Lord of the Moon Palace were indulging her. The woman was rampant in Gengchen Xianfu, and everyone was holding her in their palms.

She wanted a loft that could fly in the sky, and the Lord of the Moon Palace ordered the disciples to look for top-quality materials, and entrusted the only heavenly craftsman to create such an aura and defense for her daughter. 　　

In the past, she liked to stay in this flying pavilion, so that people could perform singing and dancing for her. Yue Hui often took her little sisters for a drive on the flying pavilion to play around. Recently, the Lord of the Moon Palace told her daughter to avoid the Dao lord Cizang.

But she was different from other people. Dao lord Cizang had a high level of generation and cultivation. Even if he had a fierce name, she yearned and admired him. So she often let her Fei pavilion wander near Baili Mountain in the past two days just to have the chance to meet this mysterious master.

The same was true that day. She was sitting in front of the window on the second floor of Fei Pavilion, looking at the Baili Mountain under the moonlight. She paid no attention to the singing and dancing behind her. Next to her was her junior sister. They had a good relationship and often played together.

At this time, the junior sister told her about the Dao lord Cizang, “I heard that the Dao lord Cizang watched the disciples fighting on the Yunyan Mountain platform that day, and that Liao Tingyan was resting on his lap. Everyone had seen it. She is so arrogant and must be unruly.”

Yue Hui got impatient when she heard the name Liao Tingyan. 

She lost her temper and threw the paper-thin precious jade cup outside, “Okay, I don’t want to listen to it. How could Dao lord Cizang like such a little disciple? It’s really hard to understand!”