Chapter 2548
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Xiaoyao's depressed and gloomy mood gradually brightened up in this fairyland. She finally didn't have to think so much for the time being.
"What's that?" Xiaoyao pointed at a white mass next to the rolling river, which seemed to be moving.
Mo Rongzhan said lightly, "Let's go and see."
The two of them walked over and found that the mass was the little white tiger. It should have been born not long ago. Its hind legs were injured, and it seemed to be dying.
"Why is there a little white tiger here?" Xiaoyao cried in surprise and held the little white tiger in her arms. "It's injured."
Mo Rongzhan frowned. "This is a mythological beast. There hasn't been a mythological beast white tiger for a long time."
"It's still so young, and its parents actually ignore it." Xiaoyao said distressingly. All her thoughts were on the little white tiger in her arms.
"The white tiger will find a safe place to give birth, and then it will return to its original place. Let's take it back to heal first." Mo Rongzhan said. He remembered that there was no white tiger mythological beast in the Ninth Heaven. It seemed that it was an ownerless white tiger's cub.
When Xiaoyao heard that she could take the little white tiger back, a happy smile appeared on her face. Her beautiful appearance was as bright as spring flowers, and Mo Rongzhan was suddenly dazed.
"Let's go back." A suspicious blush flashed on Mo Rongzhan's cheeks. He looked away and didn't look at her smile.
"I'll feed it some spiritual spring first." Xiaoyao cried. A few drops of spiritual spring appeared in her palm and fed them to the little white tiger's mouth.
Mo Rongzhan suddenly held her hand. "Your hand … How can there be spiritual spring in the space?"
"I don't know." Xiaoyao was stunned. "When I came out of the space, this mark appeared in my palm. As long as I want spiritual spring, it will appear."
"…" Mo Rongzhan pinched her palm. Her Spiritual Spring Water came out from his space, so unless she was the owner of his space, it was impossible for her to obtain the Spiritual Spring Water. She had only cultivated in his space for a few months, so how could she become half the owner of his space?
Xiaoyao felt a little pain from being squeezed. "Let go!"
Only then did Mo Rongzhan react. He wrapped her soft hand in his palm and hurriedly let go of it. He coughed to cover it up. "Other than the spiritual spring, can you enter the space?"
"I don't know …" Xiaoyao was stunned and remembered that the spiritual spring came from his space. How could she have his spiritual spring?
"Don't use the spirit spring carelessly." Mo Rongzhan said in a low voice. "Let's go."
Holding the little white tiger that looked much better, Xiaoyao followed Mo Rongzhan thoughtfully.
If she hadn't used the spirit spring water today, she wouldn't have even thought about how the spirit spring water would appear in her palm.
That was Mo Rongzhan's spiritual spring. What did it have to do with her?
Could it be that she had accidentally done something while cultivating in his space?
Xiaoyao could not figure it out.
"Watch the road." Mo Rongzhan looked back and found that Xiaoyao was only thinking about something and did not concentrate on walking. She almost fell from the Heaven Ladder. He reached out to hold her waist and brought her into his arms. "What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing." Being blown by his breath, Xiaoyao was a little confused. She hurriedly pushed him away and took a few steps forward, deliberately keeping a distance from Mo Rongzhan.
Mo Rongzhan felt it was inexplicable and kept his eyes on Xiaoyao, who was walking in front of him, in case she fell again.
Back in the palace, Xiaoyao took the little white tiger back to the room and carefully treated its wounds. Looking at the little white tiger that had opened its eyes and looked at her, Xiaoyao's mood also brightened up.
"This is a panacea. You can give it to the white tiger." Not long after, Mo Rongzhan came again and brought the panacea and food to the little white tiger. "It should have been hungry for a long time. This is the food Jiutian specially prepared for the baby of the mythological beast. You can feed it."
Xiaoyao glanced at Mo Rongzhan. "Thank you."
Mo Rongzhan whispered, "What do you want? Just tell the palace maid."
"Oh," Xiaoyao responded.
"Well, call me if you need anything." Mo Rongzhan looked at her. Sure enough, it was right to take her out. She finally looked no longer lifeless.
Mo Rongzhan took a deep look at her and turned to leave.
In the next few days, Xiaoyao put all her attention on the little white tiger. After a few days of treatment, the little white tiger finally recovered. The injury of its hind legs also recovered quickly under the nourishment of the spiritual spring. It could already jump up and down in the room. What it liked most was to rely on Xiaoyao's arms.
"Its injury has healed." Seeing the little white tiger lying on Xiaoyao's chest, Mo Rongzhan frowned unconsciously.
"Yes, the mythological beast is different. It recovers very quickly." Xiaoyao said happily, "Look, how cute it is."
Mo Rongzhan originally wanted her to let the little white tiger go, but seeing that she liked it so much, he took back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Its name will be Hu 'er in the future." Xiaoyao said.
"…" Mo Rongzhan looked sympathetically at the obviously stiff white tiger in her arms. "It's good that you like it."
Xiaoyao laughed happily. "Can you take it out?"
"Yes." Mo Rongzhan nodded. "Mythological beasts need to cultivate too. I'll let Ah Bi and the rest come out to cultivate with it."
"Okay." Thinking of the two cute phoenixes, Xiaoyao felt a little nostalgic.
Just as they walked out of Darkness Palace, two figures walked over from not far away.
"Young Emperor, Divine General Xuan Yuan is back." They were Mo Rongzhan's subordinates, Po Shi and Ba Dao.
Xiaoyao's smile froze, and she looked sideways at him.
"Where is he?" Mo Rongzhan asked solemnly. Since the Grand Emperor let Divine General Xuan Yuan back, it meant that he was planning to attack the human continent again.
If there was no Wen Tian in the past, Divine General Xuan Yuan might have had a chance of winning. Now … it would be very difficult.
"In the Numinous Sky Hall. Young Emperor, you see …" Po Shi looked at Xiaoyao. He already knew her identity, so he spoke with some reservations.
Mo Rongzhan thought for a moment. "You guys can leave first. I'll go to the Numinous Sky Hall later."
Po Shi and Ba Dao bowed and left.
"Is he … alright?" Xiaoyao asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Mo Rongzhan nodded. "Do you want to see him?"
Xiaoyao hesitated. "I don't know."
"I'll go to the Numinous Sky Hall to see the Grand Emperor. Bring Xuan Yuan over later, and you guys can meet," Mo Rongzhan said.
"Will he still attack the celestial castle?" Xiaoyao asked.
Mo Rongzhan didn't want to lie to her. "The divine race won't leave the demon beasts alone if they rule the human continent."
That meant that there would be a war.
Xiaoyao thought about Divine General Xuan Yuan and Wen Tian fighting, and she felt terrible.
Ah Tian didn't know about her relationship with Xuan Yuan. If he did, he would definitely chase her out of the celestial castle.
She didn't want Ah Tian to get hurt, but … she couldn't treat Divine General Xuan Yuan as a normal person anymore. She couldn't hate him like how she hated the divine race anymore.
"Stay here with the little white tiger. I'll be back in a while," Mo Rongzhan said softly.
"Alright." Xiaoyao looked around. This should be the spirit mountain of the Nine Heavens. Not only was the spirit qi abundant, but even the peaks were as beautiful as splashed ink.
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