Evolved Demonic Man × Hotpot-Flavored Little White Dragon Sister 5

The Blazing Flame Valley connects to the back of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain lies Bai Ling's house.

Because her master and senior brothers are skilled in crafting, creating a mere residence is a piece of cake. Therefore, her house is exceptionally beautiful, with even the various decorations and trinkets inside being particularly exquisite, and the prepared items are also extraordinarily thoughtful.

After moving in, Bai Ling felt that the person who prepared these indoor decorations and utensils for her must be someone with a heart of gold. Must be a sister-in-law, who knows where the senior brothers found this outside help.

However, a few days later, when she unintentionally asked her muscular sixth senior brother about it, he smiled very embarrassedly and said, "Ah, I prepared them. I even made many of them myself."

Bai Ling: "...Those flowers, those beautiful dresses, and that water bed that can bloom flowers?"

"Yes, I made them," Sixth Senior Brother chuckled honestly, "Is it a bit strange for me to be like this?"

Bai Ling jumped up and patted Sixth Senior Brother's shoulder, "How is it strange? I think it's great that Sixth Senior Brother is like this! You're amazing, Sixth Senior Brother!"

She had lived in that cave dwelling in Luoshui for a few years, and it was still like a dog's kennel.

In addition to this house, there is also the large lake created by her master, Chi Yan. The lake water is clear. Every noon, Bai Ling likes to transform into her original form and soak in the lake. With the sun shining, it's neither cold nor hot, just the right temperature, very suitable for taking a nap.

The senior brothers were curious about the original form of the white dragon. They secretly came to see the little white dragon, but after being caught by the master with a dark face and being forced to forge iron for three days and three nights, they never dared to come and look again.

So every time at this hour, there is only a white long strip coiled into a circle in the center of the lake.

On this day, Bai Ling returned from the furnace and, as usual, transformed back into her original form to soak in the lake for a nap. In a daze, she heard a few weak cries of "ah ah" coming from the flowers on the shore, sounding strange.

The little white dragon in the center of the lake opened its eyes and swam to the shore, resting its head on the flowers on the shore, and met a pitiful crow. The crow's feathers were scattered, and its wings emitted a burnt smell.

It was seriously injured and looked like it could no longer fly. It was shivering under the flowers.

Bai Ling looked at the crow's red eyes and sensed that the creature in front of her seemed to be a small demon, the kind that was utterly useless, with weak spiritual power and completely unable to transform. It was even more miserable than the few small demons she had seen in Luoshui that could only transform their heads or hands unsuccessfully.

The white dragon opened its mouth and spat out a breath of dragon breath. The black crow was blown and rolled back two circles, but it didn't run away despite the fear of death. It still stayed in place, making weak "ah ah" sounds towards her, so weak that it was pitiful.

Transforming back into human form, Bai Ling bent down and picked up the crow demon, placed it on her hand, and went to find Sixth Senior Brother.

Blazing Flame Valley's Sixth Senior Brother, the most attentive among the few big men, was entrusted with an important task by their master after the arrival of their little junior sister.

Master Chi Yan said, "Your junior sister has only recently transformed. You are more attentive, so you should take good care of her in your daily life. Just treat yourself as her biological mother and take care of her!"

Sixth Senior Brother: "...Yes, Master."

Sixth Senior Brother played this role of "mother" very well. In less than a month, whenever Bai Ling encountered something and wanted to call for her mother, the first person she thought of was to find Sixth Senior Brother.

"Sixth Senior Brother, look, I picked up a bird! It's injured like this, should we treat it?"

Sixth Senior Brother glanced at the crow in her hand, "It's just a small demon. Our Guiyi Immortal Sect has a formation outside. Big demons can't enter, and small demons don't dare to enter. This one may be too weak, so the formation doesn't really care...

"Look at the scorch marks on its wings, it's an injury from forcibly breaking through the great formation. Strange, ordinary demons can sense the danger of the formation and don't like to come this way. How did this little demon get in?"

Bai Ling casually pinched the crow's beak and guessed, "Maybe it was chased by another demon and fled in here in a panic?"

Sixth Senior Brother: "No matter how it got in, such small demons are all formed from filthy things. It's better not to play with such things."

As he spoke, he took the crow from Bai Ling's hand, intending to throw it somewhere else, like an old mother who wouldn't allow her child at home to touch a dirty stray cat.

Strangely, the crow demon, which remained motionless in Bai Ling's hand, allowing her to pinch its beak and pull its wings obediently, immediately let out a shrill cry as soon as Sixth Senior Brother took it. It suddenly spread its wings and struggled, nearly pecking Sixth Senior Brother's hand.

Bai Ling quickly grabbed the crow, "Don't throw it away, let me take it to play with first." After saying that, she turned and ran.

Grabbing the crow back to her own house, she was just about to find something to make a nest for this little monster when the Old Seashell hanging at her waist said, "Little master, this thing is very dirty. It's better to throw it away early and not touch it."

Bai Ling found a bowl, rolled up a bunch of grass, and stuffed the crow into it. "How is it dirty? I see its feathers are black and shiny, and its red eyes look pretty good too."

The Old Seashell: "It's not referring to the appearance. The things that form such small monsters are all polluted and dirty things, not anything good. You should be more careful."

"Okay, okay, I know," Bai Ling casually responded.

The Old Seashell desperately discovered that its little master didn't listen to its words at all. She took out a small bottle and dripped a drop of milky white spiritual liquid onto the broken and burnt wings of the black crow.

The Old Seashell's shell mouth clicked and clacked. If it had feet, it would be jumping up now: "Ah! Little master, it's too wasteful!"

Bai Ling: "It's just a drop of spiritual dew. I still have a big jar of it in my spiritual sack."

The Old Seashell was heartbroken: "But using it on such a thing is too wasteful!"

Shrugging her shoulders, Bai Ling put away the bottle, "I've used it anyway."

Bai Ling carried the bowl outside, intending to let the crow fly away on its own when it got better. Then she completely forgot about this matter.

She forgot thoroughly, but that black crow did not fly away again. It often hid in the corner of the house, and sometimes it would perch on a branch and watch the white dragon frolicking in the lake. In the bowl placed in the corner, the grass that Bai Ling casually rolled up turned into hay, and the crow would burrow into the hay every night.

Its mind was sometimes confused and sometimes clear. Sometimes, it would remember that its name was Lu Linsheng, but other times it would only be dominated by the devouring desire in its body, wanting to find some flesh and blood it could consume - it could only devour some small animals, as any slightly larger demon could swallow it.

However, every time it was dominated by instinct and left this place, when it came to its senses and remembered its name, it would be influenced by obsession and return to the vicinity of the house where Bai Ling was.

Bai Ling didn't know that there was another resident here. The spiritual energy around her residence was relatively dense, attracting many small animals. Occasionally when she was idle, she would grab a handful of spirit rice and feed it to various small birds nearby like feeding pigeons. She would also pull up spirit grass to feed rabbits.

When Bai Ling was feeding, the black crow never dared to approach. It would hide in a dark corner and watch. Only after Bai Ling got up and left would it fly over and peck at the spirit rice she had thrown.

In this way, they lived in peace for several months. Bai Ling became familiar with the Guiyi Immortal Sect, and occasionally a few disciples would come to find her, such as Sun Xiaoqin, the only female disciple among the seven disciples she first met.

"I wanted to come see you long ago, but now that you are the personal disciple of Valley Master Chi Yan, and I'm just an ordinary disciple, I have to call you Martial Aunt. So I felt a bit embarrassed to come over." Sun Xiaoqin had a bit of vanity and enthusiastically gave Bai Ling many interesting little things, her words full of eagerness.

The two chatted for a while, then Bai Ling was called away by a senior martial brother to get something. Sun Xiaoqin was left alone in the room.

She originally had no intention of doing anything, but out of curiosity about Bai Ling's room, she couldn't help looking around. Seeing the boxes of various sizes on her dressing table, her heart stirred. Glancing at the doorway and figuring Bai Ling wouldn't return so quickly, she picked one up to look.

Many people in the sect were curious about Bai Ling, this dragon clan member. As one of the first to have contact with her, Sun Xiaoqin had been living quite gloriously these days. Disciples who didn't pay attention to her before would come to ask her about Bai Ling.

Tasting the sweetness, Sun Xiaoqin made up some things about Bai Ling to attract attention, while feeling guilty in her heart. Now looking at these things in the room, she had an idea. If she could go back and tell others a lot this time, it would be even better if Bai Ling could give her a few things.

She opened the boxes one by one and saw a case of pearls inside. Lustrous white pearls were piled together, interspersed with a few purple pearls, very eye-catching. She loved these beautiful things the most and couldn't help but hold the case and look back and forth, liking them more and more.

Why not take a few? After all, there were still so many here, taking just a few probably wouldn't be noticed. Plus, she had given Bai Ling quite a few things, so taking a few of her pearls should be okay, right?

Sun Xiaoqin thought with struggle, her hand involuntarily reaching for the pearls. Just then, she noticed two red lights in the corner of the dressing table and cabinet. Taking a closer look, she suddenly retreated backward, letting out a scream.

Bai Ling walked into the room and happened to hear Sun Xiaoqin's scream and saw the pearls scattered all over the floor.

"What happened?"

Sun Xiaoqin forced a smile and pointed to the motionless thing in the corner, "I, I was just startled by that rat, and accidentally knocked over your pearl case on the dressing table. How can there be rats here, it's so disgusting, it gave me a fright!"

Bai Ling raised her eyebrows, glanced at the pearls all over the floor, then at Sun Xiaoqin's pale face showing a guilty look. She said nothing, stepped forward and grabbed the small black rat in the corner by the tail.

The rat had a pair of red eyes and looked fake. Being picked up by Bai Ling by the tail, it didn't even struggle.

Placing the rat on the table, it didn't run either, just curled up and quietly stayed there.

Sun Xiaoqin seemed to really be afraid of rats. The disgust in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

"How is this here, it seems to be a little demon, who knows how it got here. Why don't I help you dispose of it and throw it away. I heard rats love to steal things the most. Leaving it here, who knows what it will gnaw on and ruin."

Bai Ling suddenly took out a handful of spirit rice and sprinkled it in front of the rat, slowly saying: "It's not just rats that steal things."

Sun Xiaoqin's face alternated between red and white. She hurriedly took her leave, probably not daring to come again.

Bai Ling was a bit lost in thought. She recalled in her previous life, among her three roommates, there was also one like this. Back then she often quarreled with her, but now she couldn't even remember what she looked like.

Looking down, she saw the black rat quietly lying on the table, not even eating the spirit rice. Bai Ling pushed it, "Why aren't you eating? Eat."

The black rat moved a bit and only then began to slowly eat the surrounding spirit rice. After it finished eating, Bai Ling pinched the back of the rat's neck and put it outside the room. She was never afraid of these things, feeling this rat was no different from the hamsters her roommates used to keep.

But Old Seashell shouted again, "Little master, don't play with these things, they're very dirty!"

Seeing Bai Ling ignore him, he began to mutter complaints: "What's with this place, it's an immortal sect after all, how can there always be these little demons of unknown origin scurrying about. I said it's still best to go to Mount Youfu, that's the righteous path..."

Bai Ling turned a deaf ear, tidied up the pearls in the room, and ran back to the valley to learn blacksmithing from her master - this was just what she called it. In fact, they were now refining a hundred-thousand-year-old star meteorite, not only training strength, but also training spiritual control and spiritual power output.

Bai Ling would be exhausted just trying to refine a small piece, so she could only follow her master and senior martial brothers to learn for now. However, her hammer swings had become much smoother recently.

After Bai Ling left, the black rat with a round belly from eating suddenly turned into a black crow and followed Bai Ling, flying towards Blazing Flame Valley. It just couldn't get close, so it stayed on a tree branch outside.

...

The highest palace gate on Mount Youfu floating high in the sky suddenly opened, and Supreme God Xuan Cang emerged from seclusion.

He didn't know why he had been feeling restless these days, as if he had missed some opportunity, unable to calm his mind even in meditation.

"Supreme God, the Divination Fairy Maiden seeks an audience." An immortal servant came to report.

"Let her in."

The Divination Fairy Maiden knelt on the ground, her skirt spreading out like a flower. She held up a star plate with both hands, "Supreme God, I divined yesterday and calculated that you have a life tribulation. This tribulation falls on Luoshui, with the omen of a white dragon."

Xuan Cang, the Supreme God, asked, "White Dragon?"

He recalled an incident from years ago when he took the heart scale of the White Dragon Clan Leader for medicine. In exchange, the White Dragon Clan Leader made a request. He said that in the future, his daughter, the last white dragon in the world, would come to Mount Youfu, and he hoped that Xuan Cang could accept the dragon girl as his disciple and protect her for a period of time.

If there were still white dragons in the world today, it should be her.

"A mere white dragon, could it be my destined calamity?" Xuan Cang's majestic and cold voice resounded in the great hall. The Divination Fairy Maiden did not dare to respond and only lowered her head even further.

Suddenly, the Supreme God Xuan Cang stood up, waved his sleeve, and disappeared on the spot.

Author's Note:

Ah, slowly evolving level by level? Am I that kindhearted... no, I mean, do I have that much patience?