Wolf Carrot

“Eh?!”

The elation on Gan Tang’s face instantly froze, then gave way to a thick wave of guilt and terror. “S-Senior brother, y-you heard everything?!”

“I’m not deaf.”

Lu Qiancha replied with extreme flatness, and at the same time, raised her hand and unceremoniously gave that pink head a light but very intimidating rap.

“Look at you, so spineless.” Lu Qiancha’s voice was tinged with helplessness and scolding. “Using spiritual energy to sweep the snow is just a matter of a cup of tea’s time.”

“Guu~”

Gan Tang clutched her slightly aching forehead and let out a wronged, pathetic whimper.

Then, as if remembering something, she looked up with a probing and cautious tone and asked, “Senior brother, are you going out again after this?”

“I won’t be leaving before the spring of next year.”

Lu Qiancha shook her head.

The journey to Beiju Luzhou was long and could not be reached in a short time. She couldn’t miss the New Year’s festivities.

Furthermore, the vast yet chaotic and masterless spiritual energy cultivated by her heart demon within her body, which was like a堆积 iceberg, was already showing faint signs of instability.

She had to calm down and enter seclusion as soon as possible to completely refine and consolidate it, otherwise, the consequences would be unpredictable.

“Ah!” Gan Tang suddenly let out a low cry, pointing outside the corridor in surprise. “Senior brother, look! The snow has stopped!”

“Mm,” Lu Qiancha replied, taking the lead and walking towards the small storeroom where the snow-sweeping tools were kept. “Let’s go, let’s clear the path.”

Cleaning the path in the courtyard, with a surge of spiritual energy, they easily swept the accumulated snow to both sides.

They stepped out of the small courtyard and cleaned along the main mountain path of Tianquan Peak.

After all this activity, coupled with the exhaustion from the past few days of travel, the spiritual energy required for the Myriad Phantoms Mirage Art in her body was on the verge of collapse, like a trickling stream that was almost dry.

Lu Qiancha’s footsteps paused slightly. She looked up at the quiet and deserted mountain path.

‘Instead of waiting for my spiritual energy to be depleted, for my disguise to suddenly collapse, and for my true form to be revealed in a disheveled state, it would be better to actively dispel it now.’

‘At least it would be more graceful.’

‘Besides, hasn’t Master already known for a long time that there’s a little wolf cub living on this peak?’

Her mind was made up.

Poof~

With a soft sound of faint spiritual energy fluctuation, the handsome young man’s figure quietly blurred and dissipated like ink in water. In his place was only a small wolf girl who shook her deep blue ears in the cold air after the first snow.

Walking into the courtyard.

Lu Qiancha’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on the thick, soft pile of white snow that she had just cleared to the side, which was like a small hill.

Deep within her deep blue pupils, an indescribable light flickered almost imperceptibly.

Lu Qiancha turned her head as if casually, her tone flat and emotionless: “Gan Tang, you go inside first. I’ll sit in the courtyard for a while.”

“Oh…”

Gan Tang nodded in agreement. Then, her footsteps paused, her eyes filled with obvious confusion and worry as she scanned Lu Qiancha’s currently thin clothing up and down. “But senior brother, you’re not wearing enough, are you?”

She pointed at the sailor suit top on Lu Qiancha’s body, whose skirt barely passed her knees, revealing her slender waist and little tummy, and the thin layer of tights covering her calves, which was almost useless.

In the biting cold after the first snow, just looking at it was enough to give one goosebumps.

Although cultivators could rely on their profound cultivation to resist extreme cold, so that their bodies would not be frostbitten or frozen to death, the feeling of cold was a real instinct carved into the body, a physiological perception that could by no means be completely erased by a single phrase like “high realm.”

Lu Qiancha looked down at herself, following Gan Tang’s gaze.

The light and cool fabric clinging to her skin did not make her feel uncomfortable at all. It was as if some dormant instinct deep within her bloodline was quietly awakening in this pure, snowy atmosphere.

An indescribable sense of refreshment and comfort faintly crept up her spine.

She then shook her head, her tone tinged with a frankness that came from her instincts: “I’m not cold.”

“Alright then…”

Gan Tang was still a little suspicious. She looked back every three steps and reminded her, “Senior brother, if you feel cold, don’t force yourself. I have a new cashmere-padded jacket…”

“Mm…”

Lu Qiancha replied briefly.

She watched Gan Tang’s figure disappear inside the house.

Lu Qiancha quickly retracted her gaze, her deep blue wolf eyes locked on the thick pile of snow that was glittering temptingly under the morning light.

She no longer hesitated.

Her small figure, like an arrow leaving the bow, plunged fiercely towards the pile of snow—

“Crash—! Splat!”

The entire wolf was instantly submerged deep into the pile of snow, leaving only a cloud of fine snow dust rising up.

“Ngh~”

Fluffy, cold snowflakes instantly enveloped her entire body.

That feeling was like pressing one’s cheek against a block of ice on a hot summer day.

Every pore was sighing in comfort.

She couldn’t help but roll around contentedly in the pile of snow.

Her paws extended, nimbly digging at the cold, smooth snow inside the pile, and she soon balled up a small snowball in her paw.

After frolicking and rolling in that white embrace for a good while, the joy surging from deep within her bloodline made Lu Qiancha almost forget everything.

Just as she was about to dive deeper with another plunge, her left ankle was suddenly clamped firmly by a cold but extremely firm force.

The next moment.

A huge sense of weightlessness hit her.

She felt her body being pulled out of the snow’s embrace like a pulled-up radish.

The world suddenly turned upside down, and the scenery before her eyes flew by in reverse.

When Lu Qiancha focused her eyes again, the world was suspended upside down.

And what entered her pair of deep blue wolf eyes, which were slightly dazed from being upside down, was the familiar face below, as cool as jade, with her black hair falling down, and her brows slightly furrowed at this moment—her master, Xuan Ya!

“…”

Xuan Ya’s expression was blank. Her right hand was holding Lu Qiancha’s slightly struggling ankle, suspending her in the cold air.

Her gaze was scrutinizing and tinged with an imperceptible helplessness as she scanned this little wolf cub covered in snowflakes, her clothes barely covering her body.

The air was filled with silence, and the air seemed to have frozen for a moment.

Finally.

Xuan Ya’s cool voice broke the silence, her tone tinged with confusion: “Little one, you’re drilling into the snow…”

She paused, as if searching for the right words, and finally, it turned into a helpless look, “…for what reason?”

“Ngh~ Let me down…”

Lu Qiancha struggled uncomfortably. Her feet were in the air and her head was on the ground, making her feel a little dizzy.

Xuan Ya didn’t intend to make things difficult for Lu Qiancha. She put her down, then slowly squatted down, and looked calmly into her eyes and asked, “Little one, what’s your name?”

“…Qianqian.”

Lu Qiancha threw out the fake name she had used to fool Shangguan Yunzhu without a second thought.

The next moment, Xuan Ya suddenly said something that was completely out of her expectation: “Your full name is Lu Qianqian, right?”

Lu Qiancha’s face was filled with astonishment. She looked up at Xuan Ya’s face, thinking in her heart, ‘Has Master figured something out?’

Xuan Ya looked at Lu Qiancha’s astonished expression, and her heart was set.

So she said softly, “Little Qianqian, can you tell me why you were drilling into the pile of snow just now?”

“…”

Lu Qiancha didn’t speak, because she didn’t know why she was drilling into the pile of snow just now… and being seen was quite embarrassing.