Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

54. The Demon Lord VII

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

As soon as Kaka entered the Qingyu Pavilion, it went away and disappeared. Zhuo Hua didn’t restrain it from going outside for Kaka was quite clever and speedy. Even if it encountered any danger, Kaka could easily escape.

Hearing that Kaka was calling him, Zhuo Hua sensed Kaka’s position and hurried to find it.

Qing Yun and Nan Chen followed him without knowing what happened.

Zhuo Hua met Kaka in the kitchen. When Kaka saw Zhuo Hua, it sprang into Zhuo Hua’s arms and couldn’t speak neatly, “Master, there… is something in that… big ceramic water jar.”

Kaka had just wanted to come to the kitchen to see if it could find a drumstick to eat. Last time the drumstick had been thrown away before it had been half eaten. But this time, Kaka didn’t find anything, and there was some inexplicable sound in the water jar.

Zhuo Hua followed Kaka’a gaze. The water jar was covered by a lid with a rock on the top of it. Only the banging sound came from the inside of the jar.

However, there was no biological breath in it. Even the Ghosts had its own unique breath, and this made Kaka so scared.

Qing Yun gingerly stepped forward and moved away the rock on the lid. It might have heard the noise outside, and then the water jar became quiet.

Qing Yun slowly held the lower edge of the lid; then he gave it a sudden push, and the lid was lifted.

He had condensed a ball of spiritual power in his hand, ready to hit it in the water jar.

Qing Yun just raised his hands, butd when he saw the thing in the water jar, he froze.

“A kid?”

Zhuo Hua and Nan Chen stepped forward and Kaka jumped onto Qing Yun’s shoulder.

There is a seven or eight-year-old boy in the big water jar. His little face looked as adorable as a jade doll. Now he was looking at everyone with big liquid eyes.

The boy sat there blinking and looked at all the people who suddenly appeared in front of him. After a few seconds, he burst into tears.

Ten minutes later.

Boo-hoo!

They were all at sea, looking at the little boy in the jar.

After a long time, Qing Yun reached his hands to the boy, “Come, let me cuddle you.”

He saw that the ladies in the kitchen in the Sect treated their grandchildren in this way, so he thought it should be okay for him to do so.

But when the boy saw Qing Yun’s open arms, he shrank back and cried even harder.

Nan Chen couldn’t stand his crying and snapped, “Stop crying.”

The cry came to an abrupt end, and the three peoplefinally gave a sigh of relief. ‘Thank god, he finally stops crying.’

Boo-hoo!

A few seconds later, the boy blubbered again.

Seeing the failure of the other two people’s attempts, Zhuo Hua reached out, wanting to pick up the little boy, but he was then smacked by the little boy.

Because he had been afraid of hurting the boy, Zhuo Hua didn’t use spiritual defense, so a red mark immediately appeared on the back of his hand.

“Martial Uncle!”

“Master!”

“It’s okay, just being patted by a little kid.”

The little boy was still crying, which made the three people so worried. Kaka sprang on Zhuo Hua’s shoulder and said, “Master, what are we gonna do?”

‘If I know it’s such a troublesome little thing, I won’t come here to find something to eat.’

“No idea.” Zhuo Hua looked at the little boy in the jar. 。

‘Since I found him, I can’t leave him alone. Besides, this boy is currently the only clue we’ve found in the case of the extermination of Qingyu Pavilion.’

“Look, Master, he stops crying.’

They noticed that the little boy pointed at Kaka with a pair of liquid big eyes, sobbing, “I want, the puppy.”

When Kaka heard that the boy called itself a dog, it got furious, “You are a dog! I am a majestic tigon, not a lower creature like a dog.”