Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

At the other end of the boat, in a secluded spot.

The white cat looked as if it had come to a conclusion after careful analysis: "Tell me the truth, what you said about going to Youquan Town to visit relatives with Xiaomi was just a pretext, right?"

Wu Li remained silent for a long time.

He himself had almost forgotten what excuse he had used; it turned out he was visiting relatives.

The initial purpose of going to Youquan Town was simply to find the Three Lives Other Shore Flower and break the Twin Love Curse.

The Gu poison no longer exists, but he still wants to go.

Why?

She probably just didn't want to go back to Chishan, and wanted to go as far away as possible with Mimi.

He once thought he would never have a place to call home in this life.

Like a rootless leaf, it falls wherever the wind blows.

Until I met her.

As long as she is there, even the desolate mountains and wilderness are her way home.

So, anywhere is fine.

"So what if it's a cover-up?" he replied casually.

The white cat suddenly realized, "I knew it! Are you going to find the Three Lives Flower? I once heard my master say that there is a spring in Youquan Town, at the bottom of which lies a Three Lives Stone, and next to it grows the Three Lives Flower, which is said to be able to cure all kinds of poisons in the world."

Its tone revealed a hint of pride and affection: "Don't worry, this time your master will definitely fetch that flower for you and remove the poison from your heart caused by the mother worm."

Should we praise this old man for being clever, or call him stupid?

It guessed half right; he did indeed start out wanting the Three Lives of the Other Shore Flower, but that was only to cure the Twin Love Curse.

But the flower is useless to the mother insect.

because......

"That's not a poison, it's a lure," he said, his voice calm and indifferent.

"Sign?" The white cat was taken aback.

"A forbidden, secret technique that uses insects as a medium to merge with the host's heart and meridians. The female insect is drawn by the male insect, and the female insect will only die if the host, the male insect, is killed. There is no other way to solve this."

The white cat paused for a moment, then asked, "Who is the male insect's host?"

Wu Li turned his head to the side, the corner of his lips twitching slightly, as if he were smiling, but not quite.

"It was planted in someone in the tribe. The high priest was secretive, and I still don't know who it is."

"Therefore, if you want to kill the mother worm in my heart, you'll have to kill the members of the witchcraft clan one by one."

After saying that, he glanced at the white cat's shocked expression and sneered disdainfully.

Why are you looking at me like that? Are you afraid I'll actually do it?

He looked away, his tone casual and lazy: "Don't worry, I promised Mimi I wouldn't get anyone else's blood on my hands again."

"Besides, even if I were to carry out such a large-scale massacre, the High Priest would find out immediately, and if I were to face him, I wouldn't be sure what my chances of winning would be."

He turned his head, looked the white cat up and down, and curled his lips into a mocking smile: "Don't even mention your skill level. You'd probably be killed in no time. You still have the nerve to call yourself my master."

The white cat couldn't catch its breath and coughed violently, its whisk trembling like a sieve.

"W-What do you think?!" Its face flushed red, if cats could blush. "Was that fight with you last time all I had to offer?! I was holding back!"

By the end, his voice was almost splitting in two from shouting.

The next second, a window on the second floor of the ship was pushed open with a "bang".

"What's all the noise about! You're disturbing our students' painting!"

Before he could finish speaking, a basin of water was poured over his head.

Wu Li and the white cat simultaneously dodged.

The window slammed shut again with a "bang," clean and efficient.

The white cat didn't look up at the spot where the water had been splashed, but instead glanced at Wu Li. Seeing that he had dodged the water and was simply leaning against the side of the boat with a cold expression, showing no intention of going upstairs to cause trouble.

This is completely out of character for him, who is known for being vengeful.

It calmly flicked its paws, slowly forming hand seals to set up a barrier that blocked out the conversation, and asked curiously, "Shouldn't you be using your malevolent energy to stir up a pool of seawater and flood it back into their territory?"

Wu Li looked at it listlessly and said indifferently, "Since you deliberately howled to lure the snake out of its hole, why should I bother to disturb it?"

He had spotted this group of followers long ago and had been following them since Thousand Mist Town, even managing to sneak onto their ship.

The white cat then asked, "Don't you find it disgusting to have poisonous snakes lurking in the shadows? Don't you want to expose them?"

"They think they're hiding in the shadows, but I've already discovered them. So tell me, who's hiding now?" Wu Li finally looked up at it, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips. "Didn't you already notice? Why ask me?"

A hint of appreciation flashed in the white cat's eyes.

This brat is not only meticulous, but also very composed. If it were Yu'er, she probably would have already rushed over to argue with him about that basin of water.

The timing and angle at which the water was poured were clearly a test of their skills.

"Yes," it said leisurely, "then let's wait and see what they want to do and why they've come."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a fighting sound suddenly came from the room.

With a crash, pots, pans, tables, and chairs were overturned all over the floor.

This was followed by an angry shout, full of vigor: "You've been stalking me for days, and I've finally caught you! Tell me, who sent you?"

The white cat raised its paw and slowly patted its forehead.

Sure enough, there were still some who couldn't hold back.

I almost forgot, there's also Yao, who has an even more fiery personality, on the boat.

Judging from the commotion, there were at least ten people inside, and Yao was fighting them all alone. However, the white cat was quite confident in her martial arts skills and deliberately teased, "You brat, those fighting up there are the same people you once called 'sister,' you should at least lend a hand, shouldn't you?"

Wu Li leaned against the ship's railing with his arms crossed, not even lifting his eyelids: "Men and women are no different. If I can beat her, why can't she? Women should also be able to withstand trials."

Just then, a clear voice came from upstairs: "Sister Yao, I'm here to help you!"

The white cat only felt a blur before its eyes.

Looking again, there was no one around.

It stared at the empty gunwale, wondering where the man who kept saying "women must be able to endure hardship" was.

After chatting with Jiang Zhiyu, Chai Xiaomi was strolling around the ship alone. As she passed a room, she happened to hear Song Yueyao's angry shout coming from inside.

Without saying a word, she took out the Ice Bow and Mystic Arrow from her Qiankun Bag.

The one Lili made was one she couldn't bear to use.

Once she got her hands on the artifact, she suddenly realized a fatal problem: this bow... it seems there's only a bow, no matching arrows!

Moreover, it feels icy and slippery to the touch; ordinary feathered arrows probably couldn't withstand it at all.

She gritted her teeth.

Forget it, I'll just use it as a stick!

Seeing that Song Yueyao was being attacked by a group of people with swords and knives, she immediately joined the fray, seized the opportunity, and raised her bow to strike one of them on the head.

Before the bow could fall, a sudden tightening sensation was felt around his waist.

A familiar, refreshing scent enveloped her.

Wu Li spun her around to a corner by the door, casually snatching the bow from her hand: "Idiot, is that how you use a divine weapon?"

He looked down at her, his tone both helpless and indulgent.

"Watch closely."

As he spoke, he raised his bow and drew the string. Although there was nothing there, a white arrow of light condensed on the bowstring, shimmering with iridescent light, like a wisp of flowing air.

The slender knuckles suddenly loosened.

The arrow, as it left the bowstring, transformed into several streaks of white light, accurately striking several men locked in combat. They collapsed to the ground, groaning on their backs, utterly powerless to retaliate.

They all looked up at the Miao boy by the door.

He slowly and deliberately sheathed his bow, the sinister aura around him vanishing completely. Then he walked up to his wife, bent down, and looked at her with a half-smile, his long eyelashes slightly lowered. He explained in a low voice, "This ice bow and mystical arrows can kill evil spirits and destroy magical artifacts of immortal sects. But for ordinary mortals, they will only cause minor injuries, not fatal ones."

The expression even had a hint of docility, as if to say: I didn't kill any living beings indiscriminately.