Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

  Qiao Mu grabbed his sleeve and tried to snatch the wine from his hand.

  Yet the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal merely raised his arm in amusement as he attempted to pinch her small expressionless face with his other hand. “Little kids should look like little kids. What’s the use of keeping your face taut all day?”


  “I’m a grown up!” Qiao Mu’s petite face remained taut. She turned around and flashed to dodge his fingers, hollering, “Your family is the one that is all little kids!”


  “Tsk.” The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal simply held up the wine jug and started chugging the wine, “glug-glug, glug-glug,” until it was bottoms up.

  Qiao Mu glared at him coldly.

  “Give me two more jugs!”


  “There’s no more!”


  “You liar!” After flitting to her side, Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal spread out his slender jade-white fingers and shook them in front of her. “We had come to an agreement just now. I’ll tell you my name, and you give me wine.”


  Who had come to an agreement with you!

  Qiao Mu turned around and faced him with the back of her head.

  “Listen up, this Venerable One’s name is! ……”


  “Rotten Peach Blossom1!”


  “You’re the Rotten Peach Blossom!!!” The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal raised his hands, and peach blossom petals poured out incessantly from his slender wrists as if there were no end.

  “This is merely a form that is generated when I channel my wood spirit.” A certain venerable immortal cast a brusque glance at her. “You don’t know? It’s just like how your water spirit can turn into ice and snow, the wood spirit’s transformations are even more varied and colorful. All the grasses and flowers in the world can become a form of the wood spirit.”


  “How is it possible for me to not know.” Qiao Mu stubbornly maintained her stoic face as she swept a glance at his countenance. Then, she flipped her petite hand and her wood spirit transformed into a small yellow flower that dropped in her palm. “Isn’t it just like this.”


  The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal: ……

  Why was this child so not adorable!

  “What kind of attack power can this small flower of yours have?”


  “So your peach blossoms have attack power?”


  “Hey. My cultivation has already reached the point where even several tiny peach blossom petals can hurt people just by fluttering about. But you’re different! With your current…… uhm, level-14 mystic cultivation state! You should have done this just now in order to injure a great spiritual cultivator.” As he spoke, the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal had already swiftly condensed wood spiritual energy in his hand and transmuted it into a man-eating flower with a huge, gaping mouth. Its stamen spat out a dense spiritual energy with a hiss that shot toward the wall of the room like a sharp sword.

  “Hey, hey, hey, don’t damage my room!”


  Just as the spiritual energy was about to hit the wall, it turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye and dispersed.

  Widening her eyes in astonishment, Qiao Mu turned to look at him. “You, you are quite impressive!”


  “Give it a try?”


  Qiao Mu nodded. She took a deep breath before invoking her wood spiritual energy to make a copy of the man-eating flower.

  However, the head of this man-eating flower of hers was merely a fifth of the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal’s. It couldn’t spit out spiritual energy either, so it looked quite lousy in comparison.

  “Take it slowly. You are a clever one.” The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal couldn’t resist patting this child’s head as he said this with a nod.

  *Boom!* No sooner said than done, a streak of fire shot towards the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal’s hand. If he hadn’t evaded quickly, it really would have scorched his hand.

  Flipping over, the Venerable Peach Blossom laid askew on the brocade divan by the window as he looked up at the man that had stomped in through the door……

  “Who are you??” Mo Lian was instantly livid when he saw this devilish man’s posture……