773 Wait, Ladies! (1/2)

The fourth pet that the towering female cultivator was currently walking was… a familiar face from the Federation, Zhuo Yixian!

Zhuo Yixian had been one of the second-generation hundred Federation Seedlings who had arrived on the Ancient Sword. He had mysteriously gone missing after stepping into the Dao Palace. In fact, he hadn't been sighted during the great battle between the Dao Palace and the Federation. Wang Baole had thought that Zhuo Yixian had died until he had read the confidential documents prior to his departure from the Federation and found out that the Federation had been plagued with mysterious disappearances throughout the years.

Zhuo Yixian had been listed in the document as a missing person then!

Wang Baole had thought that he would never see Zhuo Yixian again. He could never have guessed that they would meet again in the Divine Eye civilization… in such a bizarre manner!

Zhuo Yixian looked exceptionally pathetic… a bag of bones, with his former arrogance nowhere in sight. He looked dreadful and seemed listless and drained. His clothes, on the other hand, looked presentable, and he himself appeared clean. It didn't matter who was doing the looking though… the rope on his neck was clear evidence that he was being treated like a pet.

He walked alongside the other three pets, made to emit soft weeping noises as they moved along… Their cries drew laughter from the female cultivators around them. A few approached the group for a closer look, while some even petted the creatures. The sight might have seemed strange, but should one see Zhuo Yixian as some kind of canine pet, their actions would be construed as completely normal.

The fact that Zhuo Yixian looked almost like any other cultivator from the Divine Eye civilization meant that he was treated differently from other pet creatures. He was clearly the leader of the four pets. Besides, he had a good-looking face, and that earned him brownie points as well.

A strange look settled on Wang Baole's face as he eyed Zhuo Yixian from afar. He sighed secretly, then rubbed at his chin. This was an old acquaintance, after all. There was no way he could simply ignore his present pitiful state. Naturally, it would be great if he could save Zhuo Yixian.

However, it wouldn't be worth it if the price of saving Zhuo Yixian was too high. Wang Baole watched as the group of female cultivators slowly moved away before finally coughing out loud and shouting after them.

”Wait, ladies. You dropped your storage bag.”

The chattering female cultivators stopped in their tracks as soon as Wang Baole spoke, turning their gazes upon him. They hadn't met Wang Baole before, but news of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect's bounty on his head had spread across the entire Divine Eye civilization. They clearly knew what he looked like, and they also knew that he had joined the Ice Phoenix Legion.

That was why they immediately recognized who Wang Baole was when they swept their eyes over him.

Wang Baole quickened his pace as the group of female cultivators turned towards him. He raised his right hand and pulled out a dozen storage bags. Within each bag were some materials. They weren't particularly valuable, but they were presentable gifts for a first meeting.

Wang Baole put on what he thought was his most charming smile as he pulled out the storage bags and approached the group. Then, he distributed a storage bag to each female cultivator like an old friend.

The female cultivators' eyes glimmered as they received their gifts. They eyed Wang Baole in assessment, holding the storage bags in their hands without agreeing to accept them. Wang Baole finally placed the last storage bag into the hands of the most important one of them all, the tall female cultivator who was walking the four pets. She extended her Divine Sense and scanned the contents of the storage bags, then spoke casually.

”I see, it's fellow Daoist Long Nanzi. You're giving us gifts when we've only just met for the first time. We hardly dare accept such a gift.” The woman handed the storage bag back to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole blinked when he heard her words. His face then flushed slightly, not out of embarrassment but to give others the impression of him being shy. He waved his arms around and then cupped his fists in greeting.

”I've overstepped. When you young ladies walked past, I caught the fragrant breeze accompanying your footsteps and thought I had somehow gotten into heaven. I couldn't help but approach you so that I could get to know you better… Then, when I saw your faces, I don't know why, but I suddenly became uncontrollably nervous…” Wang Baole appeared lost for words, seeming as if he was trying to appear less nervous. Long Nanzi's good looks, presentable attire, and the reputation he gained after his battle with the Ink Dragon Legion ensured that no one would find him disagreeable in the least.