Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 45: The Fox Demon Miss is in Big Trouble!

Looking at the young man before her, Zhao Xier's expression was quite complex.

As part of Dong Mo's mother's dowry, Zhao Xier married into the Dong family at the age of 16.

She had watched Dong Mo grow up, from an infant in swaddling clothes to a toddler learning to speak, from a bewildered young man just embarking on the path of immortality to his handsome appearance today...

Zhao Xier remembers every scene of Dong Mo's growth process clearly.

Therefore, when she learned that Dong Mo had run away from home and even wanted to sever ties with his family, Zhao Xier volunteered to chase after Dong Mo and bring him home, fearing that those reckless fellows in the ancestral hall might harm her distant cousin whom she had raised.

"Mo'er, come back with your sister."

Zhao Xier's voice softened slightly, with a hint of pleading in her tone, "Your mother has been thinking about you every day since you left, unable to eat or sleep."

"The family has done all this for you, so you should also consider the feelings of your elders."

As she spoke, Zhao Xier stepped forward and reached out to grab Dong Mo's wrist.

Dong Mo did not resist or speak; he simply stood there quietly, letting her hold him.

Seeing this, Zhao Xier was overjoyed and immediately used her communication jade tablet to contact the other three: "I have captured the young master. You all need to come and meet me here quickly."

However, before Zhao Xier could finish speaking, the sensation in her palm made her heart skip a beat.

Hmm? No. It's too light. This touch feels too light for the weight of flesh and blood…

Sensing something was wrong, Zhao Xier turned around abruptly and saw "Dong Mo" behind her disappearing bit by bit in a strange way.

"Oh no, this is bad..."

Zhao Xier's pupils contracted sharply, and she quickly retreated.

But it was clearly too late. Dong Mo's clone exploded instantly, and the silvery shockwave, carrying a chilling sword intent, swept outwards.

The spirit boat beneath their feet lost its magical power and rapidly shrank and plummeted.

Zhao Xier stood in mid-air, raising her hand to block the aftershocks of the sword wind that rushed towards her.

She quickly lowered her head and looked at the messy woodland where the spirit boat had crashed. She immediately spotted the communication jade tablet that was still faintly glowing among the fallen leaves.

Then, Dong Mo's slightly mocking laughter suddenly rang out from the communication jade tablet.

"Sister Xi'er, you are indeed very smart..."

"But it is precisely because they are too smart that they are too clever for their own good."

After listening, Zhao Xier remained silent for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the jade tablet, crushing it into powder.

"You brat, how dare you play me..."

Although Zhao Xier scolded fiercely, there wasn't much anger in her tone. Instead, there was a heartfelt sense of satisfaction from witnessing her younger brother's growth.

While Zhao Xier was lost in thought, a burly figure suddenly rushed over from a distance and landed beside her.

Zhou Cai's dark face was filled with anxiety. After looking around, he asked abruptly.

"Xi'er, where is the young master?"

"Didn't you just say you caught him?"

Zhao Xier shook her head with a wry smile and showed him the fragments of the jade pendants in her palm.

"Don't even mention it, it was a fake. From beginning to end, we were completely outmaneuvered by that brat."

Zhou Cai was stunned for a moment, then threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Me too! That brat completely outsmarted me the whole way!"

"Sigh... I have to say, the young master has indeed made a lot of progress since this trip. His temperament and skills have changed and improved significantly."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xier couldn't help but smile slightly, but then she straightened her face and sighed softly.

"Sigh... If he hadn't improved, he wouldn't have chosen to run away from home in the first place."

"I'm certain... up until now, everything here was part of his plan!"

"We're still part of his plan even now!"

Zhao Xier raised her eyes, looked at the spirit boat on the ground, and sighed softly to Zhou Cai.

"Given his current temperament and abilities, he might actually have found a way to solve his physical problems."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Zhou Cai's smile faded, and his expression turned serious: "But the patriarch has gone mad for some reason; he insists on taking the young master back to transplant the Supreme Bone, and even the patriarch can't dissuade him..."

Zhao Xier interrupted Zhou Cai, her calm tone carrying a subtle but undeniable warning.

"Sigh, about this..."

"We servants should be careful what we say."

Zhou Cai opened his mouth, but swallowed the rest of his words.

As if she had just thought of something, Zhao Xier suddenly asked Zhou Cai a question.

"Oh...by the way, where's Uncle Gong?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cai seemed to suddenly realize something, and burst into laughter, pounding his chest and stamping his feet.

"Hahaha... Don't even mention it!"

"That old bastard was lured into the Black-Toothed Dragon's lair by the young master's clone! You wouldn't believe it, when I passed by that area just now, I could hear him cursing like crazy from afar!"

"That old thing was besieged by three snake kings at the same time. In the end, he couldn't withstand it and used power beyond the Foundation Establishment stage, and was forcibly ejected from Heming Mountain."

"I reckon... he's probably rushing back right now..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xier couldn't help but smile.

She then stopped smiling, and coughed lightly with a straight face.

"What about Dong Changfa? Where did he go?"

Zhou Cai scratched his head: "I don't know. His communication jade tablet hasn't responded at all. He's probably still chasing that little fox, right?"

Zhao Xier frowned slightly, and for some reason, a faint unease rose in her heart.

.........

Almost simultaneously, deep in a dense forest on the western slope of Heming Mountain.

Gu Ziyue's figure darted wildly through the mountains and forests, moving so fast that only afterimages remained.

"Ugh... Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no..."

As Gu Ziyue ran as fast as she could, she cursed Dong Mo's ancestors for eighteen generations in her mind.

As she used the Kun fish transformation technique, she darted and weaved among the ancient trees and giant rocks around her, her purple hair being blown straight back by the oncoming gale.

However, no matter how fast she sped up or changed direction, the ghostly figure behind her remained steadily following her at a constant distance.

Dong Changfa walks in a very leisurely manner, his pace is not fast, and can even be described as unhurried.

He had one hand behind his back and the other holding a black jade paintbrush. He was walking among the ancient trees, stepping on a wisp of ink cloud.

But it was precisely this leisurely stroll that instilled in Gu Ziyue an unprecedented sense of fear.

At this moment, Gu Ziyue was like Sun Wukong, who was being suppressed in the palm of the Buddha.

No matter how far the somersault cloud travels, it can never escape the range of the Buddha's palm.

Looking at Dong Changfa behind her, Gu Ziyue, feeling utterly desperate, shouted out loud.

"I told you! I don't know that blond guy! I have absolutely nothing to do with your young master! Why are you chasing after me?"

Dong Changfa grinned and lightly flicked his paintbrush, causing ink to pour from the tip, instantly forming a menacing ink dragon that crashed down on Gu Ziyue.

"Hehehe...Don't know me? That's good!"

"Since you don't know Young Master Dong Mo, I can just refine you into a pill!"

"Anyway, you're not familiar with the young master. Even if I refine you into a pill and eat you, he won't be sad!"

Gu Ziyue gritted her teeth, dodged Mo Long to the side, and then spoke to Dong Changfa with a slightly obsequious tone.

"Senior! How about I say I know your young master, that I'm his closest friend and dearest relative? Is that alright?"

"If you kill me, Dong Mo will be heartbroken!"

Dong Changfa paused, tilted his head, and his smile grew increasingly manic.

"Oh? You know him? If you do... then I'm even less likely to let you go. What if you really go and get reinforcements to help my young master escape?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ziyue was almost in tears.

"Ugh... why are you trying to do both things at once?!"