Chapter 14

Of course, Zhiming Shenjun would not harm Jiang Mo, and the bottle of Qingyuan Essence left behind was indeed for her to use. But a normal divine beast is born as a Nascent Soul, and if converted to level 40 or higher, how can it be compared with Jiang Mo today?

In the words of the system, even if the host occupies the body of the white tiger beast, her soul is just an ordinary mortal soul, which is completely incomparable with the beast born from heaven and earth. Therefore, even if her body could bear the tonic of Qingyuan Essence, her soul couldn't bear it, and it was the soul that would explode.

Jiang Mo was helpless, no matter how unwilling she was, she did not dare to take such a risk. So Little White Tiger reluctantly handed over the bottle of Qingyuan Essence to Yun Qingyue in the end, letting her keep it safe.

Yun Qingyue looked at the little white tiger who suddenly became wilted. She became a little confused, so when she received the returned Qingyuan Essence, she frowned even more—little white tiger clearly wanted it just now, how could she not be interested after opening it and sniffing it? Could it be that, like the spirit herbs she found, this little guy refused to eat them, and decided on Yangyuan Pill?!

Thinking of this, Yun Qingyue was a little worried, couldn't help but hold up the little white tiger, and asked, "You don't like it?"

Jiang Mo wanted to cry when she heard the words, she liked it very much, but what can she do if she can't eat? She also had no choice but to put on a bitter face, and whisper a few words of "Aww", then raised her tiger paw and patted Qingyuan's Essence, and then patted Yun Qingyue's storage ring, signalling her to put it away.

For some reason, Yun Qingyue saw something from that furry tiger face. She had a vague guess in her mind, so she tentatively asked: "You mean you don't dislike it, but you can't eat it?"

The little milk tiger looked at her in surprise, then nodded, feeling extremely miserable.

Seeing this, Yun Qingyue was thoughtful, but then didn't delve into it any further. After putting away the Qingyuan Essence, she rushed to Tianyang Peak with her sword again.

Xuanqing Sect is one of the top three sects, and there are five peaks under it, namely Tianyang Peak, Mingxia Peak, Luoxing Peak, Qingyun Peak and Qionghua Peak. Among the five peaks, Tianyang Peak is the main peak, and it is also what the Masters of the past dynasties have been inheriting. Each of the four peaks under its jurisdiction has its own peak master. In addition to the five peaks, the elders who have reached the Nascent Soul realm are also eligible to be allocated their own territory, which are the Little Spirit Peaks that surround the five peaks.

All in all, Xuanqing occupied a large mountain range. Looking from the sky, Yun Qingyue could only see the undulating mountains under her feet, with many peaks, and she didn't know how many thousands of miles away they were. Among them, the five main peaks are the most conspicuous, towering straight into the sky.

Yun Qingyue hugged the little white tiger and went straight to Tianyang Peak, the most majestic and steepest among the five peaks.

Yu Qingyue didn't stop when she passed the square halfway up the mountain but went straight to the Lingyun Temple at the top.

On the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, the magnificent palace comes into view.

As soon as Yun Qingyue jumped off the flying sword with the little white tiger in her arms, a Junior brother with a white background and blue accent uniform came up to meet her.

He bowed to Yun Qingyue first, and was about to ask her why she came when his eyes fell on the little white tiger and he couldn't stop staring—this little Junior's determination was obviously not as strong as that of Zhiming Shenjun, and he pointed at the little white tiger, and couldn't make a sentence: "This, this..."

Yun Qingyue didn't care about his impoliteness, and took the initiative to say: "Qingyue asks to see the Sect Master, and also asks Junior Brother Liao to pass it on."

Junior brother Liao was still a little dazed when he heard the words and nodded his head a half beat later. But before he turned around to look for the Master, he heard a deep voice from Lingyun Hall: "No need, come in, Qingyue."

Yun Qingyue heard that it was the voice of the Sect Master- the Sect Master was not as sensitive to the beasts as the Divine Lord Zhiming, but she entered the sect with the white tiger in her arms.

But the Sect Master is naturally not ignorant. Maybe the other party has been waiting for her here for a long time.

With a promise, Yun Qingyue didn't hesitate and walked over with the curious little white tiger in her arms.

In the main hall, the head of Qingxiao, who was dressed in white, looked very young, and he was born with a handsome and extraordinary appearance. Looking at that noble body in a daze, one would think that he is the son of an affluent family from somewhere, but if you look closely, you will see from him a calmness that is different from young people, and a dignified demeanour that is unique to a high-ranking person.

Yun Qingyue was obviously very familiar with this Uncle, so she didn't stare at the other person's face too much, bowed her head slightly while holding the little white tiger, and said, "Qingyue pays respect to the Sect Master."

But the little white tiger was very curious, staring at the Sect Master's face for a while, silently guessing the other party's age in her head.

The Sect Master nodded, telling her not to be too polite, and then shifted his gaze from Yun Qingyue to the little white tiger. Sure enough, he wasn't surprised, and he knew Yun Qingyue's intentions. After pondering for a while, he stretched out his hand to the little white tiger.

That hand was clean and slender, with well-defined joints, and looked three points more beautiful than a hand playing the piano...Jiang Mo is a beauty control, and she always looks at everyone's face, but besides face, she actually has a little bit of hand control. So when she saw such a beautiful hand approaching her, she hardly hesitated and raised her tiger paw to reach it.

Qingxiao's expression eased a little, he knew that the beasts were born with spirits, so he asked her, "I wonder if the supervisor would like to stay in my Xuanqing sect?"

In ancient times, there were four divine beasts, also known as the Four Symbols, namely the Azure dragon, White tiger, Vermilion bird and Black tortoise. The Four Symbols have their own names, one is Mengzhang, the other is Jianbing, the third is Lingguang, and the fourth is Zhiming.

White Tiger is Jianbing, although the name is not very nice, after seeing Zhiming before, the system has informed Jiang Mo, so she knows that Qingxiao is asking her at this moment.

Jiang Mo naturally had no reluctance. Not to mention Yun Qingyue's care for her these days, now is the time when she is weak and needs to seek shelter, and it is naturally best to have Xuanqing as her backer.

When she grows up in the future, if Xuanqing needs her protection in turn, it is only natural for her to reciprocate.

Jiang Mo is a salty fish at heart, and she doesn't want to work hard to upgrade, but she has always been a person with a clear heart and will not take advantage of others for anything. At this moment, she nodded at Qingxiao in response, which meant that she had already considered the gains and losses.

Qingxiao looked at the golden eyes of the little white tiger, but there was no ignorance of a cub in them, but a shockingly calm and composed look. He didn't think she was disobedient, but laughed heartily: "Then Xuanqing will be protected by Jiangbing in the future."

The two parties thus reached a consensus, and an invisible contract was formed.

Qingxiao doesn't mind the little white tiger's weakness at the moment. The sect has accumulated a lot of natural resources and earthly treasures, and it is not impossible to support another divine beast—in fact, the only one that needs to be raised is the little white tiger. Zhiming is now 8,000 years old, more than an adult, and his strength has steadily grown to the peak of this world, which is the so-called full level of the system.

The full-level Zhiming doesn't need Xuanqing sect's support, and he even has to suppress his realm, otherwise, he would have ascended already.

Xuanqing sect will naturally not stop him, but Zhiming's eight thousand years of feelings make him feel worried. The appearance of the white tiger coincides with its meeting.

Of course, Yun Qingyue and Jiang Mo wouldn't know this at this time, and it was impossible for Qingxiao to tell them.

After reaching a consensus, Qingxiao asked the little white tiger again: "I don't know what the supervisor's plan is in the future. Will she stay in Tianyang Peak? Or go to Zhiming Shenjun? Or, continue to be with Qingyue?"

The little white tiger looked at Qing Xiao, then at Yun Qingyue, and chose the arms of the beautiful Senior sister again without hesitation.