The existence of the Qilin clan was not widely known even among the demonic races.
Moreover, the Qilin rarely ventured outside, and when they did, they seldom appeared in their true forms.
Yet this little girl claimed to have seen a Qilin?
What exactly was she?
Could she also be from the Qilin clan? A runaway who got lost while playing?
Da Huang walked up to the little girl and sniffed carefully before saying, "The scent's off."
"What scent?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
"She doesn’t carry the aura of the Qilin clan."
"She’s not a Qilin."
Hearing Da Huang’s words, the little girl pouted and said, "I never said I was a Qilin."
"I’m…"
Just as she was about to reveal her identity, she suddenly covered her mouth in alarm.
"I can’t say."
"Mother told me not to," the little girl said nervously.
Not allowed to say?
Chen Chang'an glanced at the girl’s innocent, clear eyes and smiled.
If there was one thing he was good at, it was coaxing a naive little girl like her.
"Alright, alright."
"We won’t ask, and you don’t have to say."
"But can you tell me, big brother, where your home is?"
"I can take you back," Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
Where was home?
Well… Mother never said she couldn’t tell outsiders.
Thinking this, the little girl grinned and said, "My home is in Qingxuan Heaven. Big brother, do you know where that is?"
"Can you really take me home?"
Her eyes sparkled with hope as she looked at Chen Chang'an, who instead observed the expressions of Da Huang and Little Earthworm.
Clearly, from their reactions, they knew where Qingxuan Heaven was.
"Holy shit!"
"You’re from the Nine-Tailed Fox clan?"
"Qingxuan Heaven is the blessed paradise where your kind lives, isn’t it?" Da Huang exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah!"
"How did you know?"
"You’re so smart! You figured out I’m from the Nine-Tailed Fox clan just like that?" The little girl stared at Da Huang in awe.
Huh?
Was… was that really so surprising?
She’d practically given away her home—was it that hard to guess?
Her parents must’ve been reckless to let a kid with such low cunning wander off alone. She’d be sold off in no time.
"Weren’t we heading to Golden Qilin Mountain?"
"How did we end up in Nine-Tailed Fox territory?"
"Are you sure we didn’t take a wrong turn?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
"No mistake."
"Qingxuan Heaven, where the Nine-Tailed Foxes reside, isn’t far from Golden Qilin Mountain, home of the Qilin clan."
"They’re practically neighbors," Little Earthworm explained with a chuckle.
Neighbors?
The Nine-Tailed Foxes got to live in a blessed paradise like Qingxuan Heaven, while the Qilin were stuck in Golden Qilin Mountain?
That didn’t seem fair.
"Foster Father, Golden Qilin Mountain is also a blessed land."
Hearing Little Earthworm’s clarification, Chen Chang'an nodded, though he still wondered why the Nine-Tailed Foxes chose to live near the Qilin.
Logically, among the demonic races of the Primordial Immortal Realm, the Nine-Tailed Foxes ranked just below the three great clans—Dragons, Phoenixes, and Qilin.
Noticing Chen Chang'an’s confusion, Little Earthworm sighed and explained, "Back then, the Primordial Immortal Realm wasn’t as peaceful as it is now."
"Though the Nine-Tailed Foxes were strong, they still faced great danger. So, they sought an ally for protection."
"And the ally they chose was the Qilin clan."
"That’s why they settled close to each other."
"Now that times are peaceful, they’ve grown accustomed to it. Besides, the Nine-Tailed Foxes and Qilin have always gotten along well, so there’s no need to move."
Admittedly, Little Earthworm knew far more about these matters than Da Huang. As for Da Huang? He just stood there like an idiot.
"You seriously don’t know anything?" Chen Chang'an asked skeptically.
"I do."
"Then why didn’t you say anything?"
"He talks fast enough," Da Huang retorted, shooting Little Earthworm a disdainful look.
Chen Chang'an shook his head helplessly before asking, "Why did they choose the Qilin and not the Dragons or Phoenixes?"
Hehehe!
At this, Da Huang suddenly burst into laughter, giving Little Earthworm a mocking glance. "Go on, since you’re so quick to speak. Tell him."
Meanwhile, Little Earthworm looked awkward, as if there was something he couldn’t bring himself to say.
"Not talking?"
"Fine, I’ll do it."
"The Phoenixes are too proud—they looked down on the Nine-Tailed Foxes."
"And the Dragons… cough Aside from their love for treasure, Dragons have another… notable hobby. Big bro, you get it, right?"
Another notable hobby?
Could it be… the infamous draconic lust?
"Big bro, the Nine-Tailed Foxes—men and women alike—are all stunningly beautiful."
"Imagine if they lived near the Dragons. The whole Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline would be tainted with hybrids!"
"Meanwhile, us Qilin are much better—peaceful, kind, and never take advantage of others," Da Huang declared proudly.
"Yeah, yeah."
"You’re absolutely right."
"But why don’t you have a single ounce of the Qilin’s noble virtues?" Little Earthworm sneered.
"Shut up."
"You don’t get it. Ever heard of ‘inner refinement’?"
"Inner refinement!"
"What do you know?"
Inner refinement?
Damn, where did this idiot even learn that phrase?
And since when was he the refined type?
"Big brothers, you’re so amazing!"
"How do you know so much?" The little girl gazed at Chen Chang'an with admiration.
"Well…"
"Because we’re exceptional people."
"Only those who know a lot can be exceptional."
"Oh, I see! You really are exceptional!"
Looking at her innocent face, Chen Chang'an could only sigh. Should they take her back?
"Is it on the way?" Chen Chang'an asked Little Earthworm.
"Should be," Little Earthworm replied after a moment’s thought.
"Big bro, I know where Qingxuan Heaven is. It’s in my memories."
You know Qingxuan Heaven?
Chen Chang'an shot Da Huang a suspicious look. You can’t even remember your own home, but you’ve got other clans’ locations memorized?
What’s your game?
Planning to rob them?
"Big brother, are you really taking me home?"
"That’s wonderful!"
"You’re such good people!"
"You said you were going to the Qilin clan, right?"
"It’s really close from our place!"
"Thank you so much!"
"You’re the best!" The little girl was practically bouncing with excitement.
"Fine!"
"Meeting like this must be fate."
"A kind soul like me can’t just leave a little kid stranded in the wilderness."
"Let’s go—we’ll take you home."
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