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Chapter 491 Misunderstanding

"You...you stay away!" The fox spirit's voice shrill and distorted. "We...we're not afraid of you!"

Chen Anran stopped in her tracks.

He stood three steps away, calmly watching the group of terrified little creatures.

"Aren't you afraid? Then why are you shaking?"

The fox spirit choked, opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Chen Anran's gaze passed over it and landed on the little monsters hiding under the table and huddled behind the great demon. The little creatures looked at him in terror, some were still trembling, some were sobbing softly, and some buried their faces in their companions' fur, too afraid to look up.

He sighed, then said, "Those monsters are unintelligent. They have no intelligence, they can't think, they can't speak, and they're no different from the wild animals in the mountains."

After Chen Anran finished speaking, he paused slightly and glanced at the group of little monsters.

"Once you gain intelligence and cultivate into demons, you are no longer simply wild beasts. You can think, you can be afraid, you can trust people, and you can also doubt them."

"This is the difference between you and those monsters."

The fox spirit stared at him blankly, and the fear in her fox eyes gradually faded.

Chen Anran looked at it and suddenly asked, "Have you ever eaten meat?"

The fox spirit paused for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "I...I've eaten them. I've eaten wild rabbits and pheasants from the mountains."

"Have those wild rabbits and pheasants become intelligent?"

"No...no."

"When you ate them, did you ever think that they were also demons?"

The fox spirit remained silent.

Chen Anran withdrew her gaze and landed on the trembling rabbit spirit under the table.

"And you? What are you eating?"

The rabbit spirit poked half its head out from under the table, its voice soft: "I...I eat grass and fruit, but I don't eat meat..."

"Do the grass and fruit feel pain?"

The rabbit spirit was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No...no way..."

"Then why are you crying?"

The rabbit spirit was stumped by the question. Her red eyes blinked, and tears still clung to her face, but she forgot to let them fall.

Chen Anran did not ask any further questions.

He turned around and walked back the way he came.

He took two steps, then stopped.

"Eat your food and settle down here." Chen Anran didn't even turn his head. "Nobody's going to eat you."

………………

The storm subsided, and the banquet continued.

The banquet lasted for a full hour.

The little monsters went from initial fear to tentative exploration, and finally to complete self-expression in less than half an hour.

The rabbit spirit crawled out from under the table, its eyes still swollen and red, but it was already gnawing on half a spirit melon, its face covered in juice. The squirrel spirit finally retracted its tail and was now squatting on a stool, its two front paws holding a bunch of spirit fruits, eating them intently. The fox spirit, though not completely relaxed, was also engrossed in a bowl of spirit mushroom soup, taking a sip, glancing around, then taking another sip.

The younger children had long forgotten their fear and were running around between the tables, scrambling to reach the dishes they couldn't reach.

The Black Bear Spirit's side was even more lively.

The wild boar demon popped its face out of the bowl, let out a loud burp, patted its belly, and shouted towards the direction of the Immortal Cuisine Restaurant, "Fat Taoist Priest! Another bowl! This one isn't enough!"

Fatty Li poked his head out from behind the stove, pointing with a spatula: "Wait! The pot's boiling!"

The boar demon shrank back and muttered under his breath, "This fat Taoist priest isn't very strong, but he has quite a temper..."

The wolf spirit beside it laughed, "You're already being kind enough by having someone cook for you, why are you being picky?"

The snake spirit slowly picked up a piece of meat, chewed it slowly, and narrowed her eyes into slits: "This place is interesting."

The black bear spirit leaned back in its chair, its massive body creaking under its weight. It squinted its blood-red eyes, watching the bustling street, observing the mortals, cultivators, and demons coming and going, all mingling together, none hiding from the others.

It suddenly remembered the Tianxuan Palace.

Thinking of those powerful demons who were high above others, thinking of those lesser demons who were treated as waste, and thinking of my own eight hundred years of living in fear and walking on thin ice.

"Old Bear," the wild boar spirit nudged it again, "what are you thinking about?"

The black bear spirit snapped out of his reverie and muttered, "Thinking about something."

"What is it?"

The black bear spirit did not answer, but simply looked at the table in the distance.

The immortal carrying the red gourd stood up and glanced in their direction. It was just a casual glance, nothing special, but the black bear spirit felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly looked away, lowered his head, and pretended to be eating.

When it raised its head again, the Calabash Immortal, along with another evil spirit and a little girl, headed towards the mountain.

As the black bear spirit watched the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, he suddenly spoke again.

"This place is better than Tianxuan Palace. It's also better than Tianxuan Palace."

…………

On the mountain path, Xiao Ling'er skipped and hopped ahead, clutching a foxtail grass in her hand and swinging it back and forth. She hummed a little tune she had learned from somewhere, completely off-key, but she was oblivious and enjoying herself immensely.

Chen Anran and Lu Kong walked side by side behind.

Lu Kong sighed, "In just three and a half years, the Cloud Hidden Sect has changed completely."

Chen Anran gazed at the newly planted spirit fruit trees on both sides of the mountain path, and then at the several new palaces that were faintly visible in the distance.

"Change is a good thing; stagnation is not good."

"Uncle-Master's words are insightful. What cultivators fear most is monotony. To live each day as if it were the same day repeated for ten thousand years—that's truly terrifying." Lu Kong said, then suddenly changed the subject, smiling as he added, "Now that Uncle-Master has confirmed my master's situation, should we wait until my master establishes a 'sect' and becomes the 'guardian' of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before we begin our actions?"

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

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Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

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"Uncle-Master's words are insightful. What cultivators fear most is monotony. To live each day as if it were the same day repeated for ten thousand years—that's truly terrifying." Lu Kong said, then suddenly changed the subject, smiling as he added, "Now that Uncle-Master has confirmed my master's situation, should we wait until my master establishes a 'sect' and becomes the 'guardian' of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before we begin our actions?"

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

"Uncle-Master's words are insightful. What cultivators fear most is monotony. To live each day as if it were the same day repeated for ten thousand years—that's truly terrifying." Lu Kong said, then suddenly changed the subject, smiling as he added, "Now that Uncle-Master has confirmed my master's situation, should we wait until my master establishes a 'sect' and becomes the 'guardian' of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before we begin our actions?"

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

"Change is a good thing; stagnation is not good."

"Uncle-Master's words are insightful. What cultivators fear most is monotony. To live each day as if it were the same day repeated for ten thousand years—that's truly terrifying." Lu Kong said, then suddenly changed the subject, smiling as he added, "Now that Uncle-Master has confirmed my master's situation, should we wait until my master establishes a 'sect' and becomes the 'guardian' of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before we begin our actions?"

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

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Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."

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Chen Anran shook his head, "It will be too late by then."

Lu Kong smiled slightly, "When will that be? Perhaps my junior disciple can use the memories in his mind to help you make a decision."

Chen Anran stopped and looked at the distant, mist-shrouded peaks. Then she said softly, "The history you remember is a path you've already walked, seen from three thousand years in the future. But we're walking a different path now."

Lu Kong was silent for a moment, then understood. "In my memory, the Immortal Alliance's cultivators stationed in the capital were arrogant and haughty, while mortals knelt before them like dogs. Although Princess Feng Jin was cunning and scheming, she could only survive in the cracks. The Feng family, the royal family, was nothing more than a dog at the feet of the Immortal Alliance. And this situation lasted for hundreds of years." He paused slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "However, because of our arrival, their situation has changed."

"It's not just Tianjing." Chen Anran lifted her foot again and continued walking up the mountain. "If I had to say, our arrival has already unknowingly done a lot and changed a lot of people."

Lu Kong suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of relief and a touch of melancholy.

"My uncle is right," he said. "Those memories of mine are indeed useless."

He paused, then added, "No, it's not that it's useless. It's that it's become a different kind of account."