The Lover’s Prattle - Chapter 22.1
The fox now has a name: Gungun.
Qing Ruo particularly likes to see Gungun roll into a ball. If Gungun rolls well, then she feeds it a spirit fruit. After eating so many spirit fruits, Gungun’s stomach began to bulge while looking very cute.
The little girl sat on the left door frame of the main hall with Gungun rolling with great effort. Qing Ruo supported her chin with her hand on her knee and has a red spirit fruit in between her fingers. Gungun was still rolling but squeaked in the direction of the spirit fruit while looking anxious and hungry.
Even if Gungun had some intelligence, its intelligence was no match for its animal instincts.
Gungun had already eaten many spirit fruits but it couldn’t help wanting more since spirit fruits are the best food in the demon realm.
The girl was amused and laughed. The bells in her hair were swaying and shaking. Combined with her crisp laughter, the scene was both joyful and cinematic.
Lin Zhao put down the scroll in his hand and glanced over to where the girl and the fox were. Is there something funny?
Gungun became anxious and stopped rolling. It pounced on Qing Ruo’s hand and bit with all of its strength. Qing Ruo wasn’t expecting the fox to bite her and she fell out of the narrow door frame with the fox on top.
Gungun got the spirit fruit as it wished, with all four of its paws on Qing Ruo’s body. The fall was not painful but Qing Ruo’s hair and clothes were messy which gave the appearance of being wronged.
Lin Zhao hooked his lips as if he was holding back a laugh. He rummaged through the main hall of the Xuanjue sect and found what he wanted. The last thing his mother wanted to give him was stolen by the demon clan head. Now, he could take it back.
Lin Zhao did not take any action against the remaining five sects, who in turn thought that the girl had successfully made peace with him.
Three months later the five main sects and the smaller sects began to continuously send girls to Xuanjue sect.
The Xuanjue sect has now become the base of the demon race and the surrounding peaks and mountains have all been cleansed.
Qing Ruo lived on the left side of the main hall, while Lin Zhao was on the right side. Their current form of cultivation allows them to not sleep as long as they continue cultivating.
Qing Ruo has been training in Daoxiu which could take a few months or even several years to complete. However, Qing Ruo has not made much progress recently since her state of mind has been very empty.
Lin Zhao trains by using the demon cultivation which relies on the slaughter of lives and constantly devouring souls. It was quick and cruel.
However, his cultivation is falling and Qing Ruo is the first one to feel it. Usually, Lin Zhao does not allow others to approach him even his subordinates don’t get close to him. Therefore, it is difficult for others to accurately gauge his cultivation.
When Lin Zhao returned from jogging, Qing Ruo was sitting at the gate of the hall hugging Gungun. Gungun seems to have changed to another Kind of species. It’s sharp fox face has become rounded and its fluffy body made others who looked at it want to pinch it.
Lin Zhao has gotten used to Qing Ruo sitting on the door frame and as he jogged to where she was sitting, he called out her name, “Qing Ruo.”
She turned to where the voice is and saw that his usually gentle face was serious. Looking up at him, Qingruo softly replied, “Lin Zhao.”
Lin Zhao stood a meter away and looked down at her. The clothes she wore today seems to be the same one that she wore the other day when she was taming Gungun.