The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

"What nonsense are you spouting?" The immortal-like Taoist master stroked his beard, and when he looked at the symbolic seal on the video, his pupils instantly quaked!

It...it's the Heart Cleansing Talisman!?!

The Heart Cleansing Talisman had long been lost, and the Taoist temple was fortunate to have left a lineage of inheritance.

Unfortunately, because the talisman was too difficult to draw, their ancestor had broken that tradition.

The reason that his young disciple could recognize it was because their grandmaster had left behind a few talisman seals during his lifetime.

He had no choice but to have the seal, but the method of drawing it had been lost. He had studied it for many years, but he had only comprehended the tip of the iceberg!

'This young girl is so young, how can she draw such a difficult and obscure symbolic seal?'

"Master, why is it that this lady can draw it but you can't?" The young Taoist priest shook his head and asked.

He saw this sister draw, it's not that difficult.

The Taoist master was speechless!

'Nonsense! Of course it's because I'm inexperienced!'

However, he obviously couldn't say that in front of the young apprentice. He swung the long sword on his back like Taoist masters in immortal novels.

"Disciple, keep a lookout. I have to go down the mountain far away, to visit this young Fellow Daoist!"

The disciple was confused.

'Master, you don't know her that well but you called her a Fellow Daoist!?!'

The disciple said with a look of hesitation, "Uh, Master..."

"Ah! No need to say more! I have already made up my mind. No matter how much you persuade me, it will not change my mind!"

"I..."

"You want to come with me? You can't. God knows how long we will take on this trip. In case of any danger and I can't protect you, what will happen?"

The corners of the young disciple's mouth twitched. "Master, what I want to say is, you have opened the blade of this sword so it won't pass the security check!"

"..."

...

In the guest room of the manor.

At the strong request of the live audience, and after Shi Yu's consent, Li Jianyu took Old Zhang into the guest room for filming.

Shi Yu was a little tired but he was still sitting cross-legged.

Across the table, Shi Sui was slowly and methodically pouring a cup of hot tea for Xiang Yi.

Seeing Xiang Yi come in, Shi Yu forced himself to get up. Shi Sui said in a soft and tender voice, which was a result of his sleepiness, and said, "Sister..."

Xiang Yi took out the charm seal from behind with a smile on her face. "Here, this is the lucky spell that the Lemon Prince gave the Durian Princess. Magic has been added by the witch and if you put it under the pillow when you go to bed, you'll sleep very well!"

Shi Yu already had the mindset that "Santa Claus is fake" and "fairy tales are all lies". He blinked twice, knowing full well that Xiang Yi was coaxing him.

But...

He really liked it.

Shi Yu was so happy that she carefully placed the paper under the pillow, as if it were a treasure.

Xiang Yi covered him with the blanket. "Good afternoon."

Shi Yu stole a glance at the Shi Sui and said boldly, "Sister, good afternoon."

A large number of viewers of the livestream immediately clamored about wanting to take the sack to steal him.

Shi Yu hadn't been sleeping well but for some reason, he had not only slept well tonight, he even had a good dream.

After Shi Yu fell asleep, Xiang Yi finally left with Shi Sui.

After carefully covering the door of the room, Xiang Yi sighed and said, "Shi Yu is so obedient, he must be very easy to handle."

Shi Sui assented ambiguously and started fiddling with Xiang Yi's loose hairs.

"Am I not a good boy?" His low voice was filled with a few tinges of pity.

The man looked normal but his eyes were moist.

He was weak, helpless and aggrieved.

Xiang Yi was flabbergasted!

"Other children have a lucky spell..." There was an air of pretentiousness in the living room. "Unlike me, I have nothing..."