Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 685 The Wolf Cult Version of the Tiger

"It's you!"

Zhu Lingzhi's respectful demeanor, which he had maintained for quite some time, finally shattered at this moment, and the woman looked at Xue Lan's back with some disbelief.

"Senior, your cultivation is extraordinary, yet you still want to toy with me in the lower realm?"

"How can you say I'm teasing you? This pen is meant to teach you something." Xue Lan hugged the little tiger and smiled happily.

Lord Wolf stepped into the city lord's mansion, a hint of schadenfreude in his smile:

"Besides, I'm not just messing with you."

Zhu Lingzhi was speechless for a moment; she felt very disconnected.

A hapless weapon refiner from the lower realms became a supreme demon ruler who commanded respect in the upper realms.

The person who should have regained his status and been elevated to a high position was still acting carefree and irresponsible; she couldn't connect the two of them.

Xue Lan took two steps into the inner courtyard of the city lord's mansion, and then was tugged at the sleeve by the girl Xiao Tong who was following closely behind.

Xue Tong gestured with her lip, indicating that she should look at Zhu Lingzhi, who wasn't moving forward in the distance:

"Why don't you pretend a little? She doesn't seem to like it."

Xue Lan firmly refused: "He's not the same one as before. The Chief Lord of the Northern Region's River Wolves has never bullied her."

Xue Lan smiled and looked at Xue Tong: "And aren't you afraid that I'll pretend to change back?"

Xue Tong was genuinely afraid.

So Lord Wolf King happily entered the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, leaving Xue Tong and Lu Feng to persuade Zhu Lingzhi.

The young girl, Xiaotong, approached the Phoenix Clan Princess with a fawning smile:

"Give me some face, it wasn't easy for me to get to this point."

Zhu Lingzhi then walked forward, asking as he went, "Miss Xiaotong, do you also have some special identity?"

Xue Tong waved his hand: "Xue Tong is just a traveler."

"A traveler?" Zhu Lingzhi frowned slightly:

"Where do we come from? Where are we going?"

Xue Tong readily responded to her:

"Coming from another world, returning to another world."

Zhu Lingzhi seemed to have been disturbed by what had just happened. Within a short period of time, he went from being terrified to being fearless, and he seemed determined to get to the bottom of things.

"Another world?"

"My home."

After giving a brief answer, Xue Tong gestured for her to be quiet:

"I can't say anything more, Sister Lingzhi, please give me some privacy."

Zhu Lingzhi stopped asking questions. All the Feather Clan members in the City Lord's Mansion were still under the influence of Xue Lan's spacetime power, standing still like wooden sculptures. Zhu Lingzhi and Xue Tong bypassed those people and saw that Xue Lan was already sitting at a table in the garden. Little Jin Can looked at a butterfly frozen in mid-air, its claws eager to reach out.

Just as the little tiger was about to touch the butterfly, Xue Lan reached out and caught her.

"Don't bully them."

Xue Lan snapped her fingers at the butterfly, and Zhu Lingzhi saw a subtle ripple appear in that spacetime.

The butterflies fluttered and danced, flying towards the outside of the city lord's mansion.

The little tiger lay on Xue Lan's lap somewhat unhappily, and soon fell asleep with its paws as a pillow.

Xue Lan raised her hand and cast a small spell, making herself cover her ears, before smiling at Xue Tong and the other two:

"I thought you guys lived outside."

"Besides mocking me, what else can you do?"

Xue Tong quickly walked up to Xue Lan and extended her hand to her:

"give it to me."

"What do you mean, 'give you'?" Xue Lan blinked.

Xue Tong pointed to the little tiger sleeping on Xue Lan: "Didn't you say you were going to teach others something? Give this to me first."

"If you want to touch me, just say so. Why make up excuses?"

"Then give it to me, I want to touch it."

"No way, go play with Landwind instead."

Lu Feng, who had been pretending to be invisible ever since arriving in the Upper Realm and trying his best to minimize his presence, shivered and protested:

Am I some kind of rare toy?

"You really are something else." Xue Tong turned to answer him, then looked at Xue Lan:

"Give it to me, Xue Lan. He's not fun."

After Xiaotong had said a whole string of kind words, Xue Lan finally raised his hand and spoke with great compassion:

"Okay, here you go. Take it outside to play."

Xue Tong was very obedient. She picked up Xiao Jincan, grabbed Lu Feng, and left, ignoring the sly smile on Xue Lan's lips.

Only Xue Lan, Zhu Lingzhi, and a soul guide perched on their master's shoulder remained in the back garden of the city lord's mansion.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhu Lingzhi stepped forward and conjured a pot of fine spiritual tea, made from the Phoenix Spirit Herb, which was only produced in the sacred land of the Feather Clan.

Zhu Lingzhi respectfully poured Xue Lan a cup of tea and bowed to present it.

"Thank you for teaching me, senior."

"Thank you." Xue Lan smiled and took the teacup. "Jing Tonghu will be here soon."

Zhu Lingzhi, who had just sat down opposite him, suddenly changed his expression: "So fast?"

Xue Lan took a sip of tea; it was sweet and refreshing.

Lord Wolf squinted at Zhu Lingzhi: "Otherwise, guess why I gave the little tiger to her?"

Zhu Lingzhi: You are quite vicious.

Outside the city lord's mansion, Xue Tong looked at the man who resembled a small mountain not far away and decided that she would not interfere in Xue Lan's war with her inner demons for at least the next three months.

Little Jincan had already transformed into human form in Xue Tong's arms, smiling and waving to the newcomer:

"Daddy."

"Daddy's here." The tall, burly man smiled kindly at his daughter, watching her skip and jump into his arms, looking every bit the gentle and loving father.

If Xue Tong hadn't seen Jin Chen, with a bruised and swollen face, being dragged along by another handsome young man behind him.

Jin Queshan first checked his little girl and found that she was not only unharmed, but her spiritual energy was also flowing more smoothly. He was finally relieved.

After feeling relieved, my eyes welled up with tears.

The young man bowed to Xue Tong, then spoke very cautiously:

"Excuse me, fellow Daoist, may I inform the master that Jin Queshan of Jinyu City requests an audience?"

Just as Xue Tong was about to speak, Xue Lan's icy voice rang in her ears:

"Tell him I have something to attend to right now and to wait."

Xue Tong: No, so tough?

It's truly home turf; even Lord Wolf has leveled up.

Xiao Tong coughed lightly twice, then relayed Xue Lan's words. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that something was drooping down on Jin Can's father's head.

Then he saw Jing Tonghu and his family of four standing in a row by the wall of the city lord's mansion, their heights, weights, and builds all waiting.

Xue Tong: "So... well-behaved?"

"If he misbehaves, he'll get a beating!"

When Xue Lan transmitted her voice, she didn't hide it from Zhu Lingzhi. She casually punished Jing Tonghu's current clan leader and his family by making them stand in the corner, leaving Zhu Lingzhi looking on in a daze.

She was beginning to believe that the man before her was indeed the lord of the wolf clan, judging by his nonchalant tone and his composure that made him seem indifferent to the world...

In fact, Xue Lan said: "Do you believe me if I bully a tiger?"

The four tigers had been standing in the corner for a short while when it suddenly started snowing in that small clearing.

It's a fixed-point, fixed-quantity area, just a small piece, like playing with a child.

Jin Queshan held his daughter and looked up at the falling snowflakes, something glistening in his eyes.

Xue Tong watched as the four of them suddenly transformed into their original forms. The largest one waved its paws and tail, huddled its children together, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Like...

Just like when Xue Lan circled Jin Guang in the Northern Region River.

It's more like a wolf-themed version of a tiger.

“So…” Little Tong murmured to herself, looking at the little golden hair under Jin Queshan’s chin.

"When can I play with the little tiger?"