The night sky was dark and vast, but Mu Qing felt weightless for a moment before falling into a warm and cozy embrace, with the wind around her blocked out.

  As she took a closer look, she found herself sitting in a rather large horse-drawn carriage, and the one embracing her was none other than that white-clothed, city-toppling demon gentleman.

  Being hugged by a person who had lived for thousands of years, Mu Qingge suddenly got goosebumps.

  She resolutely pulled open the man's arms, crawled out of his warm embrace, and squeezed into the corner of the carriage.

  She gave the smiling man a stern look and began to examine the layout of the carriage.

  This horse carriage is quite large.

  She estimated in her heart that it was about a hundred square meters, much larger than it looked from the outside. The carriage inside had everything one could possibly need. It was simply this man's bedroom.

  Only

  Mu Qingge furrowed her brow slightly, not understanding.

  Every time she saw this old demon, he was always dressed in a spotless white robe. She had thought that he loved the pure color of white. But unexpectedly, all the decorations inside the carriage were actually pure black.

  Black soft cushion, bed frame, mosquito net, including incense burner, table and chairs are all black. Endless black, as if it has swallowed up the bright red on her body.

  He sat barefoot on the bed, becoming the only bright color in this space.

  It's just that the precious decorations in this carriage have no shocking power to Mu Qingge, a guy who has no eye for beauty. Unless someone tells her straightforwardly that even taking out an inconspicuous decoration from here can easily buy a city outside, she will flatteringly say: "Rich businessman, can you be my friend?"

  "Little Song..."

  Just as Sima was about to speak, he saw Mu Qingge stretch out her hand and make a gesture for him to be quiet. He smiled wryly and closed his mouth again, wondering what this little girl wanted to do.

  She withdrew her gaze and said coldly, "What are you trying to play again?"

  "Play?" Si Mo raised an eyebrow in seeming puzzlement, but his eyes were full of delight.

  "Although I'm not familiar with you, you don't seem like the kind of person who would be so bored as to attend a royal banquet and receive the adoration of thousands."

  "Xiao Ge'er really understands me." Si Mo said with a pleasant smile. The smile was like fine wine, rich and mellow, rippling inside the carriage, as if it had imbued all the objects inside with a sense of intoxication.

  Get out of here!

  Mochizuki inwardly despised this self-righteous guy and made an effort to maintain a distance between them.

  The coquettish red dress beneath made Si Mo's heart feel slightly uncomfortable.

  But he didn't say much more, just answering Mu Qing's question: "Just wanted to see you again." Also want to see what she is like in front of others.

  "Disgusting." Mu Qingge shook off the goosebumps on her arm and wordlessly said, "Please, a old demon who has lived for who-knows-how-many years, say fewer disgusting things. It's really treating vulgarity as interesting."

  "Old monster?" Si Mo savored the nickname Mu Qing Ge had given him, a smile in his eyes, already happily accepting it.

  If this scene were seen by Guan Yue and Ye Baiyi, the three views that had been painstakingly picked up would probably collapse again.

  "What's going on with this horse carriage and the Gale Wind Dragon Leopard?" Mu Qing Ge suddenly asked curiously. Her clear eyes were filled with a strong desire to know.

  A chariot of dark color really exists, yet it can change into a puff of blue smoke. Clearly they are all swift wind dragons and leopards, yet they can swallow their own kind?

  Mochizuki increasingly felt that long-lived old monsters were not simple!

  Si Mo smiled and said: "Although the fantasy device is rare and precious, it's not yours alone."

  Mu Qingge was taken aback for a moment, then immediately reacted and looked at the carriage in surprise again, muttering: "You're saying this carriage is an illusion device?!"

  The officer smiled and nodded his head.

  Suddenly, someone felt extremely stifled in their heart.

  Look at their high-end fantasy equipment, then look at your own left ear's only disguise for male and female fantasy equipment...

  His hand involuntarily touched his left ear, and Mu Qing softly hummed as he pondered: "The Illusory Device, how is it actually made?"

  Sai Miao heard her muttering to herself, but didn't dispel her confusion. He simply stretched out his right hand, and a ball of cyan wind vortex in his palm caught Mu Qing Ge's attention.

  In her gaze, the cyan whirlwind transformed into a miniature version of a storm dragon leopard, playing and frolicking in Simo's palm, extremely adorable. Not a single bit of its majestic aura was visible.

  "As for the Galewind Leopard...” Si Mo gazed at her, smiling lightly: “In the realm of divine beasts, what's emphasized is the inheritance of bloodlines. The purer the bloodline, the greater the potential. For the Galewind Leopard, the more flesh wings it has on its back, the purer its bloodline. Among them, six-winged ones are the most revered. Six-winged Galewind Leopards have an innate ability - to split their bodies. They can divide into nine, each one different."

  Mù Qīng Gē was shocked and opened her eyes wide in Shì Mò's explanation.

  She originally thought that this interworld system was already quite mystical, but she didn't expect that among the beasts there were even more mystical existences. And yet, such a beast with an incredibly powerful name is actually being used as a mount by this man?

  "The swift wind and leopard are indeed not things of Linchuan." Mu Qing Ge was shocked and muttered to herself.

  She has been staying in the mansion for a while, rarely going out. Apart from cultivating and digesting the legacy of Dan Shen, she spends her time reading books in the library, all for the purpose of quickly understanding the world she is in.

  However, she did not find such peculiar species as the Wind Dragon and Cheetah in the book.

  The only explanation is that Difei Longbao does not exist in Linchuan. As for what Grandfather said back then, she believed it a bit more now.

  "What kind of world is there beyond Linchuan?" Mu Qingge asked seriously. A flame of longing and determination burned in her clear eyes.

  It seems that a strange and fantastical world has already appeared in her mind.

  Unfortunately, Cai Mo still didn't plan on explaining in detail.

  Instead, he pulled out a piece of brocade from thin air and threw it at Mu Qingge.

  Her subconscious touch, the feeling of entering her hand was smooth and delicate, light as a feather. She lowered her eyes to take a look, raised an eyebrow and asked: "What is this?"

  "Since I've chosen you from among many people, I should give you some benefits. Open it and take a look."

  The two words 'benefit' made Mu Qing's eyes shine. In her heart, she thought: something that an old demon who has lived for so long takes out can't be too bad, right?

  "Heavenly Martial Art?" The first four characters that appeared on the unfolded brocade, flashed with a golden light and entered Mu Qingge's eyes.

  "Lin Chuan's martial skills are divided into the five elements. Among them, the heavenly skill is the most noble and rare. The Thousand Thunder Manual in your hand can be considered a heavenly-level martial skill that suits you. When you reach the Purple Realm, I will find some even better ones for you."

  The division of martial arts on the mainland of Linchuan was already known by Mocheng Ge.

  She knew more clearly that the martial arts practiced by her grandfather and aunt were of the highest level in the Xuan class, which was already considered top-notch in the state of Qin. Even among the collections in the imperial palace, there might be only one or two that surpassed this level. And yet, this old monster had unleashed a legendary Tian-class martial art with just one move?

  "What level is this Heavenly Rank?" Mu Qing Ge felt his tongue becoming somewhat dry.

  "Hmm..." Si Mo slightly furrowed his brow, seemingly somewhat disdainful as he said: "It's just a high-ranking Heaven stage. Although it doesn't count for much, it's the limit of what Lin Chuan can permit to appear. Don't look down on it, Xiao Ge."

  How annoying! Annoying to death! If you're so annoyed, then give me all those top-grade and earth-grade martial skills, the more the better!

  The melody is raging in his heart.

  Digression

  Thanks QQ5d3fee4d4edf65 for the diamond, muah!