Bai Maomao silently locked eyes with him, while the Little Wolf Cub tilted his head and looked back.
After a moment, his wet, round eyes blinked, then he warmly nuzzled Bai Maomao’s pant leg.
Bai Maomao eyed him suspiciously, a swirl of doubt and surprise in his heart.
Could this really be Xiao Hei…?
Bai Maomao bent down and scooped up the wolf cub.
The cub wagged his tail excitedly, panting and sticking his tongue out at Bai Maomao.
If Bai Maomao hadn’t been holding him up, he probably would have jumped up to nuzzle his face and lick him again!
Bai Maomao gently pinched one of his tiny paws. The Little Wolf Cub obediently stretched out the other, their two little paws overlapping.
Feeling the overwhelming Lingqi surging within him, Bai Maomao confirmed that this adorable wolf cub was indeed Xiao Hei.
Although he didn’t understand how Xiao Hei suddenly transformed into a full wolf cub form—since he had half Ren Bloodline, theoretically unable to fully shift into beast form.
Still, Xiao Hei’s body was in excellent condition.
Bai Maomao scratched his face.
The most important thing now was to leave Guangshi Shi.
It was far too dangerous to stay here; everything else would have to wait until after they left.
Besides, this little Xiao Hei was irresistibly cute!
Perfect to pinch!
So, Bai Maomao began the daily routine of healing and caring for the wolf cub.
He spent most of his time in the Space, where the Lingqi was thick, making it an ideal place to heal his severe injuries.
Every day, Bai Maomao soaked in the Healing Pool for two hours to repair the wounds on his body’s surface.
Then, he meditated for three hours, silently circulating and absorbing Lingqi to mend internal injuries.
The rest of the time, he played with Xiao Hei.
Having regressed into a wolf cub, Xiao Hei was unbearably mischievous, bounding around all day, teasing cats and dogs.
His favorite pastime was running circles around the Dabai’e guarding the place, challenging it to fights.
The Dabai’e was single-minded—whenever Xiao Hei dared to provoke it, it would charge back without hesitation.
When Bai Maomao wasn’t around, the two would brawl fiercely.
Victories and defeats were split evenly.
Bai Maomao could hardly bear it.
In frustration, he transformed back into his original form—a big white goose who constantly sheltered Xiao Hei under his wings.
Like a brooding Mother Hen.
Under Bai Maomao’s wings, Xiao Hei finally calmed down, rolling around beneath him and nuzzling the warm downy feathers, making soft, contented noises.
Time passed like this for more than half a month.
Bai Maomao’s wounds had fully healed, so he planned a trip to Tongrentang.
Mo Qin had given him a Jade Talisman before, and maybe Tongrentang could arrange for them to be sent to Shangjing.
Without delay, Bai Maomao settled Xiao Hei safely, repeatedly reminding him to train properly and not fight before stepping out.
Bai Maomao didn’t shift back to human form.
The Gong Family was likely waiting for him to show up; staying as his original form was safer.
Though a big goose going to a pharmacy was a bit odd, it was better than being discovered by the Gong Family.
The western suburbs were still quite far from Tongrentang.
Walking was impossible.
Bai Maomao’s eyes darted around before settling on the farm’s driver responsible for transportation.
He flapped his wings and waddled over.
The driver tensed immediately, unsure what this overbearing goose wanted.
Bai Maomao looked at him kindly, his black-bean eyes shining.
After a moment of eye contact, the driver became dazed and went to start the vehicle.
Done!
Bai Maomao fluttered up onto the carriage.
The driver sped up, following Bai Maomao’s subtle hints, heading toward Tongrentang.
The drive was much faster.
Soon, they arrived and the driver stopped the car.
The magic protecting Bai Maomao’s form wore off just then, leaving the driver confused about why he’d driven here in the first place.
He absentmindedly started driving back.
Bai Maomao had already jumped down from the trunk.
Composed, he folded his wings and waddled into Tongrentang.
Passersby on the street stared curiously.
Bai Maomao grew irritated under their gaze, spread his wings wide, and lunged fiercely.
The crowd scattered in panic.
Bai Maomao lifted his head proudly and entered Tongrentang.
The clerk inside tried to shoo him away but fled instead when faced with Bai Maomao’s fierce eyes and sharp beak.
Bai Maomao quickly found Manager Wang.
Wang Jingli was dozing in the backyard, sipping tea and basking in the sun.
Bai Maomao circled around to his front and called out.
Wang Jingli jolted awake and immediately saw a large white goose staring at him with wide, earnest eyes.
Wang Jingli stayed calm, his eyes darting left and right, daring to maintain eye contact.
Bai Maomao placed the Jade Talisman on the table and opened his beak to speak, “Send me to Shangjing.”
The Jade Talisman shimmered with a translucent jade-green color, bearing only an ancient, simple character “Mo” without any other embellishments.
Wang Jingli picked up the talisman to examine it closely.
His surprise at the jade outweighed the shock of a goose speaking human words.
Bai Maomao hopped onto a chair, striking a dramatic pose and urging, “I’ve had an accident and urgently need to return to Shangjing. Please arrange for it as soon as possible.”
Wang Jingli found the situation amusing but, seeing the talisman, knew this had to be a noble guest of the Mo Family.
As a minor figure, he preferred not to offend.
Tongrentang was known for efficiency.
Soon, a carriage was arranged to take Bai Maomao to Shangjing.
Shangjing was far more prosperous than Guangshi Shi.
Bai Maomao hopped down from the carriage amid the driver’s astonished gaze, waved his wings, and waddled off.
Finding a quiet spot, Bai Maomao transformed back into human form.
He took a quick trip to the Space, planning to bring Xiao Hei out to see the world.
Inside the Space.
The Ling Field in front of the bamboo hut was trampled into a mess.
The Dabai’e had a patch of feathers missing on one wing and glared angrily, honking loudly.
Xiao Hei looked no better—his clean fur was covered with mud and water.
His short front limbs crouched low, his round rump raised high, baring a mouthful of tiny milk teeth, ready to charge the Dabai’e again.
Bai Maomao: ……………
He’d only been gone two days, and they’d gotten into such a state?
Bai Maomao didn’t hold back and grabbed the wolf cub off the ground.
Xiao Hei immediately cowered, letting out a whimper and rubbing his round head vigorously against Bai Maomao’s hand.
Bai Maomao’s anger instantly dropped by half.
Just shameless like this
Bai Maomao grumpily tapped his forehead, “Why are you so mischievous when you change back?”
Xiao Hei wore a clueless expression but smiled stupidly and nuzzled him harder.
Bai Maomao resignedly cleaned him up before carrying him out of Xiao Dongtian.
The Dabai’e, lying on the ground in bitter resentment, wanting another fight to reclaim dignity, was completely ignored……………
Seriously biased!
The wolf cub only calmed down in Bai Maomao’s arms.
Holding him, Bai Maomao hailed a cab and headed straight for the nearest hotel.
Once settled, Bai Maomao finally had the mental space to consider what to do next.
He first took out his phone and charged it.
When it powered on, the screen was flooded with missed calls and messages.
Bai Maomao nervously dialed a video call to his mother.
Su Yao answered quickly.
“Maomao?”
“Mother,” Bai Maomao smiled coaxingly.
Su Yao carefully examined his complexion and only relaxed when she saw no major injuries.
Then, puzzled, she asked, “Where’s Xiao Hei?”
Bai Maomao lifted the wolf cub up to show her, “Xiao Hei turned out like this.”
Xiao Hei: “Awoo~”
Su Yao’s expression darkened, “Did something happen there?”
Bai Maomao briefly recounted the events in Guangshi Shi, deliberately leaving out the dangerous parts, and spoke in a relaxed tone.
Su Yao immediately sensed he wasn’t telling the whole story but didn’t press.
She’d find out when they met.
“Where are you now?” Su Yao asked.
Bai Maomao gave his address and asked curiously, “Did you find someone? Are you coming to Shangjing?”
Su Yao smiled, “Found them. Was delayed at the hospital a few days ago. I got your message and am heading to Shangjing now.”
Bai Maomao’s heart trembled, “When will you arrive?”
Su Yao’s smile softened, “Tomorrow.”
Bai Maomao: “…………”
That night, Bai Maomao slept soundly, with Xiao Hei nestled in his arms, softly snoring.
The next day, Su Yao indeed arrived in Shangjing.
Bai Maomao resignedly carried Xiao Hei to pick her up.
He stood at the station’s exit, scanning the crowd, then saw Su Yao walking out arm in arm with a man.
The man was tall, roughly Xiao Hei’s height, with a refined, delicate face resembling a pretty boy.
He kept lowering his head to speak to Su Yao and tugging her arm coquettishly.
Bai Maomao suddenly felt an itch in his hand.
Su Yao saw him and waved.
After picking them up, the three went to a quiet restaurant to talk.
Su Yao noticed Bai Maomao’s constant gaze on the man and introduced, “This is Rong Xiao, my Dao Companion. You should call him Father.”
Rong Xiao glanced at Bai Maomao shyly, lowered his head, and shyly nuzzled closer to Su Yao.
Bai Maomao: ……
Bro, what’s with the shyness?
Seeing the doubt in Bai Maomao’s eyes, Su Yao patted Rong Xiao’s hand with pity, “He’s injured and…not fully conscious right now.”
Bai Maomao: ………………
So basically, still a fool?