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

Upon hearing the word "monster," Jiang Zhiyu's expression instantly turned tense.

"A demonic beast?" He took a few steps forward. "What kind of demonic beast is it?"

"It looks like a fox, with jet-black pupils without any whites, and nine enormous tails." Chai Xiaomi stretched out her hand to gesture, "From there to there, it's that long."

The cloak she was wearing opened up because of her movement.

Wu Li's gaze paused.

Her large corsage was gone; it had been untied sometime during the day.

At this moment, the exquisite crabapple embroidery on the hem of her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) flashed repeatedly in front of Jiang Zhiyu as she swayed her arm.

It's absolutely an eyesore!

As Chai Xiaomi was gesturing, a tall figure suddenly blocked her way.

The boy lowered his eyes, his gaze chillingly gloomy.

He didn't say anything, but expressionlessly tied another large corsage around her neck in front of everyone.

Chai Xiaomi simply assumed he liked doing handicrafts, so she let him be.

After all, this guy used to draw a self-portrait and hang it on the door of the treehouse when he was a child. He's a craftsman and has had this interest since he was a child.

"A nine-tailed demon beast?" Jiang Zhiyu was slightly taken aback, his expression turning serious. "Wu Li, did you defeat it?"

The Nine-Tailed Fox is an ancient divine beast. Even if he encountered it, he wouldn't be entirely confident that he could subdue it. How could it be so easily subdued by Wu Li?

In his view, although Wu Li came from the witchcraft clan, at such a young age, he was at most only familiar with some common witchcraft techniques for playing tricks on people, and his strength was far from enough to contend with such a powerful monster.

Wu Li was looking down, intently pulling the cloak tighter around the girl in front of him.

He casually brushed away the fallen leaves clinging to the fluffy fabric, then pulled up the hood to cover her head, instantly burying her little face in the white, fuzzy fur.

His smooth skin contrasted beautifully with his fluffy white fur, and he carefully pulled up his collar, revealing only a pair of dark, bright eyes that blinked clearly.

He then patted her head gently, satisfied.

After doing all this, he slowly turned to look at Jiang Zhiyu, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips: "If it wasn't me, then was it you?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "...Uh."

A perfectly good sentence, when spoken by Wu Li, always manages to sound so offensive.

He seems to have a natural talent for a thousand ways of speaking that make people uncomfortable.

The order of seniority and proper etiquette seemed to have never existed in his eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu secretly guessed that he was probably spoiled and had developed this unruly and arrogant temper because his elders at home did not teach him properly when he was young and instead treated him like a little emperor.

His father and master often taught him to be gentle in his dealings with others, so he no longer took Wu Li's barbed words to heart and only asked, "How did you drive it away? Were you hurt?"

"Hearing Brother Jiang ask such a question makes me want to laugh a little."

As soon as Wu Li finished speaking, he leaped up like a swallow.

He bent down to pick up the longbow that he had left not far away when he cast the spell, and then grabbed a handful of pebbles from his feet.

As he walked back, he casually raised his bow.

They glanced in the direction of Jiangzhiyu.

Wu Li tilted his head slightly.

His amber right eye gently closed, leaving only his deep purple left eye slowly narrowing.

Deep within his pupils, it seemed as if an iris blooming in a dark pool was reflected, shimmering and enchanting, alluring to all living beings.

At that moment, everyone completely overlooked the aggressive action.

The boy's lips curved into a rosy smile.

The bowstring gradually tightens at the fingertips, reaching its full tension.

Before anyone could react...

“Swish, swish, swish—!”

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out simultaneously.

In an instant, nine pebbles lined up in a row and nailed into the rock face in front of Jiang Zhiyu's boot with perfect precision.

The crack in the stone revealed fine lines, indicating that the power contained within was not to be underestimated.

"Brother Jiang, what's so difficult about driving away a nine-tailed demon beast?"

The boy put down the bow and casually tossed it over his shoulder.

His tone carried a hint of disdain.

"I see!" Jiang Zhiyu exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as if struck by a revelation. "You suppressed the Nine-Tailed Fox's demonic aura! As expected of you, Wu Li!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yueyao's eyes lit up with curiosity: "Suppress the demonic energy?"

How can one suppress demons without studying magic?

"That's right. I've heard my master mention this method before," Jiang Zhiyu turned to her and explained, "It's specifically used to deal with the nine-tailed demon beast. It's a kind of suppression technique created by our ancestors. If you hit all nine tails at the same time, you can lock in the demonic energy and cause it to gradually wither away."

He also remembered that his master claimed to be skilled in archery when he was young, and that he once shot nine arrows to subdue a nine-tailed demon beast.

However, this method is one that ordinary people dare not try easily.

Most people in the martial arts world use swords, and those skilled in archery are rare. Moreover, this is an extremely dangerous undertaking. If one of the nine tails is missed while the other is shot, it will enrage the demon and cause its demonic power to increase dramatically.

By then, the Nine-Tailed Beast will only become more difficult to deal with, creating an even more unmanageable situation.

Therefore, his praise for Wu Li was entirely heartfelt, even bordering on admiration.

If it were him, he would never dare to take such a risk.

Moreover, he was only skilled in swordsmanship and not in archery.

He had witnessed Wu Li's archery skills firsthand.

It can hit even a rat fleeing in panic every time, let alone its nine swaying giant tails.

However, firing nine arrows simultaneously in an instant is truly remarkable.

Yan Xingxiao sighed, "I've traveled extensively for many years and seen many scions of noble families compete in archery and hunting, all using fine bows and arrows, but they're nothing special!"

He shook his head, then turned to look at Wu Li, his eyes filled with admiration. "In terms of true skill, Young Master Wu's archery technique is among the best I've ever seen in my life!"

As he spoke, he gave Chai Xiaomi a thumbs-up and shook it with a smile: "Miss Chai, what you praised me for earlier was absolutely true!"

If Chai Xiaomi hadn't witnessed Wu Li miss one of his arrows for her sake, she would have almost thought he had subdued the nine-tailed beast using this method.

But when she heard others praise him, she felt happy.

She put her hands on her hips smugly, as if she were the one being praised.

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key." She waved her hand, deliberately putting on a stern face, and said, "Chief Escort Yan, you absolutely mustn't spread this around. Think about it, why do you always pack the goods so tightly and seal them so meticulously every time you escort them?"

Naturally, this was because the items being transported were all valuable treasures, and to avoid attracting covetousness, they had to be carefully hidden.

Yan Xingxiao thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, and grinned slyly: "Ah, I understand, I understand! The treasure should be hidden well, I promise I won't tell anyone."

Young Master Wu is naturally handsome enough to attract women, and with his outstanding archery skills, if he were to actually go to the hunting grounds of the Central Plains, who knows how many young ladies would gasp in surprise? They would better hide themselves well.

Chai Xiaomi smiled and said, "That's good."

She thought to herself that Yan Biaotou was a big mouth, and he often talked about the people and things he encountered while traveling in the martial world. Since Wu Li had deliberately blindfolded her when dealing with the nine-tailed beast, he certainly didn't want others to know what method he used to defeat the beast.

Although she didn't know either, she would help him keep it a secret from everyone.

Wu Li walked to her side and saw her and Yan Xingxiao exchanging knowing glances. He was somewhat displeased: "What kind of riddles are you two playing?"

"Can't you tell?" Chai Xiaomi hooked her arm around him. "She's praising you as a treasure!"

She clung to his arm like a koala.

Wu Li's heart stirred.

He suddenly pulled the bow off his back and hung it on her shoulder, then lifted her onto his back.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Chai Xiaomi nervously wrapped her arms around his neck, worried about his injury, but dared not ask in front of everyone.

Wu Li: "Your script isn't finished yet."

He carried her on his back to the tree hollow.

The little eight peeking out of the tree hole had bright eyes.

It saw that kiss.

It understood.

My parents aren't arguing; they love each other.

I saw the father carrying the mother on his back, bending down slightly, and reaching out his hand to it.

"I'm leaving," he said. "Going home."