"Little Biao, we have something to ask you," Shen Ying announced.
"Yes, Exalted Goddess. No problem, Exalted Goddess!" Little Biao immediately sat upright and nodded vigorously.
Lonemoon pursed his lips, then said, "Earlier, did you instruct Rabbit to go and fetch an immortal called Zuo Shuming back to your heavenly palace?"
"Zuo Shuming? Rabbit? Little Biao looked genuinely confused. Who?
"An Earth Immortal that just ascended," Lonemoon explained.
"Just ascended..." Little Biao stared blankly at him for a moment, before realization dawned on him. "Oh, you mean the person whom Yu Xue went to look for? So his surname is Zuo – he's not a demon?"
"What, you don't know him?" Lonemoon's gaze turned suspicious.
"I don't." Biao Ting shook his head. "This is the first time I'm hearing of this name."
"Then you and him..." Little Biao did not know this Earth Immortal – why did he ask him to go to his heavenly palace then? Earth Immortals would otherwise have no right to enter a Celestial Emperor's palace.
"It's a long story," Biao Ting said as he glanced at Shen Ying. Obediently, he began to explain. "Exalted Goddess, I wonder if you remember when Little Birdie and I met you for the first time?"
"I don't!" Shen Ying responded immediately.
"Er..." She obviously did not think much of the two beasts. How his heart hurt!
Little Biao's smile wavered, but he continued to keep it plastered on his face as he said, "Exalted Goddess, at that time, Little Birdie and I got into a disagreement over a dharmic weapon. We lost our own self-control and fought all the way down to the lower realm. We met with you, Exalted Goddess, immediately after we stepped through the realm gates. But Exalted Goddess instructed us to send Lady Xuan Tong back to your sect. Do you remember that?"
"Oh..." Shen Ying nodded. But she did not look at like she remembered any of it. "What happened next?"
It was obvious that she did not remember a thing, right?
"Then... Then after that battle, when we returned to the immortal realm, I discovered that I had lost something," LIttle Biao explained, scratching his head.
"What did you lose?" Lonemoon asked.
"A scale on my chest," Little Biao answered, eyes twinkling. He looked embarrassed to say it. "That scale has been rubbing off my immortal powers for hundreds of thousands of years. It's considered an invaluable immortal weapon in the lower realm. A few days ago, I somehow sensed that this scale had been stolen by someone, who just arrived at the immortal realm. That was why I sent Yu Xue to go and pick the person up. I wanted my scale back."
"It's just a scale – is all that effort worth it?" Lonemoon frowned. The fact that beasts did not need scales aside, there was no loss even if he did drop just one or two scales. Why would he go through all this trouble just to get it back?
"It's been hundreds of thousands of years. Even if it is a scale that protects your heart, you should have grown it back by now?"
"Well... It has indeed grown back." Little Biao's expression changed. He looked around hesitantly and awkwardly. Then, he whined, "But... But it's not the same!"
"How is it different?" You're not a dragon – you don't need so many scales on your body.
"Because... because..." The more he spoke, the more whiny he sounded. Probably because he was too anxious, he gritted his teeth, turned and turned back into his natural form. Immediately, a black and small beast appeared in front of them. Little Biao raised his claw and gestured toward his own chest. "Because this new one has a different color!"
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 4)
Historical FictionPART 4 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...
