My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

The talisman fire erupted, and suddenly, a baby-like crying sound erupted from inside the house, startling everyone.
Lord An moved his nose: “Do you smell something burning?”
They did.
Suddenly, with a snap sound, something fell from mid-air and became visible.
The crowd stepped back a few steps and watched the object on the ground that was spread-eagled, emitting smoke; it was a slender, small-limbed, fluffy yellow-furred creature.
If one could ignore the bald patch connecting its left hind limb to its buttocks, just focusing on the glossy golden fluffy hair, this would be an extremely beautiful yellow weasel.
Unfortunately, the best-looked weasel had become patchy bald, and its skin was a bit charred, no longer aesthetically pleasing.
An Hao stood in front of the elders, swallowed a bit of saliva, and asked, “Junior Temple Master, is it dead?”
No sooner had he spoken than the Yellow Immortal, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, sprang up energetically, stood up, and bared its teeth and claws at the crowd: “This immortal isn’t dead, mere talisman fire, how could it possibly kill this immortal?”
However, its once pride-worthy golden fur was scorched, and the part connecting its buttocks to its legs, nobody knew how long it would take to grow back.
Ying ying, this God Stick has such a malicious heart, it must be jealous of its beautiful fur.
Yellow Immortal glared at Qin Liuxi resentfully, its little eyes rolling around, plotting something bad.
Qin Liuxi, arms crossed, said, “What are you looking at? Keep looking, and I’ll burn your whole body, turning you into a bald chicken.”
The Yellow Immortal took two steps back on its hind legs, warily watching her: “Which region’s Heavenly Master are you, state your name.”
“Li City, Junior Temple Master of the eighteenth generation of Qingping Temple, Daoist name Buqiu.”
“I don’t recognize you!” A God Stick that sets fires without communication and lacks morality, who would recognize you.
Qin Liuxi: “Well, you know me now, don’t you?”
Yellow Immortal snorted coldly: “Kid, I advise you not to meddle in other’s business. This person annoyed me by not fulfilling my wishes, and I am certainly going to take revenge.”
Revenge?
Mrs. An was greatly alarmed, stepped forward and shrieked: “Why would you want revenge on my son? You’ve already driven him insane.”
Yellow Immortal’s eyes bulged, its spiritual power condensed, and it shot towards her: “He’s the reason I couldn’t become human!”
Mrs. An, struck by this attack, suddenly felt dizzy and her complexion turned somewhat pale.
“Rascal, how dare you hurt someone right in front of me? Do you think I’m dead?” Qin Liuxi performed a mantra and flung it at him.
Yellow Immortal was slapped across the face, his mouth twisted a bit, and with a kick of its hind legs, it lunged at Qin Liuxi: “Such bullying of a rat, I’ll fight it out with you, you God Stick!”
Qin Liuxi threw out an immobilization charm: “Stay put.”
Yellow Immortal’s forehead was immediately slapped with an immobilization charm, fixing his form in place. With a pat, he fell from mid-air again, unable to move. His tiny eyes almost bulged out as he screeched, “If you have the guts, release me, and let’s have a fair fight.”
He held his breath, his belly swelled, channeling all his anger to his rear-end, ready to strike a nasty retaliation.
“If you dare to fart, I will block your butt, and you’ll never be able to fart again,” Qin Liuxi said sinisterly.
Just as Yellow Immortal was about to loosen the valve, he suddenly tightened up, inexplicably trembling. It wasn’t that he was cowardly; he felt she really might do it.
Meanwhile, Teng Tianhan and the others, understanding the meaning of her words, were slightly uncomfortable. They raised their heads to look at the finely carved beams of the roof.
Mrs. An had already run to her little son, hugging him tightly, her eyes filled with pain.
Seeing Qin Liuxi not playing by the rules, Yellow Immortal had to change strategies and began to cry, “Wuu wuu, this is too bullying for a rat. He caused me not to become human, what’s wrong with a little retaliation? Is cultivation easy? Wuu wah!”
His crying was like a child’s, somewhat piercing, frustrating and irritating those who heard it.
“Shut up! Keep crying and I’ll sew your mouth shut,” Qin Liuxi rubbed her ears and said, “Seeking human transformation is all about fate, fortune, and destiny. You’re just unlucky, missing the right opportunity. It’s just your bad luck. A little retaliation is enough. You lifted his eyelids not letting him sleep, no food or drink, and in a few days, if he’s dead, that karma is on you, and all your cultivation would be destroyed, making it impossible to seek human transformation again.”
Yellow Immortal’s reasoning was choked up; he understood but was still defiant.
Lord An then asked, “Junior Temple Master, what is this all about, this seeking human transformation?”
Having already witnessed animals turning into talkative beings, wondering if this was about becoming a human?
“All things have spirits. This bald rat has cultivated for many years, gaining spiritual wisdom and turned into a spirit,” Qin Liuxi glanced at Yellow Immortal, “Hmm, got a bit of dumb luck.”
Yellow Immortal angrily thought: What’s fun about attacking a rat’s body, and don’t you realize why I am bald?
Qin Liuxi continued to explain, “The weasel cultivates the Dao, understands human nature, and once the opportunity arises, it can seek human transformation by asking people if it resembles a human. If the answer is affirmative, the transformation succeeds and it earns a great fortune, allowing it to transform into a human form and walk the world as a human. If answered no, then it’s over; the spiteful thing will certainly seek revenge. Young Master An replied no, which led to revenge.”
Everyone suddenly understood, yet found it unbelievable, like a myth.
Being branded as petty, Yellow Immortal indignantly said, “You God Stick don’t understand; our cultivation is not easy. When a great opportunity finally comes to seek transformation but is disturbed by him, how can I not be angry? Not only did he say I don’t look like a human, he also said I reek, calling me a mere nocturnal rat, a great insult. Our weasel clan ranks second among the Five Great Immortals, and in the northeast, we are often revered as Family Guardian Immortals. Yet in his mouth, I became a mere nocturnal rat. If I don’t strike back, I can’t calm this indignation.”
It turned out, An Yi at the manor, went hunting with a few friends, and when alone, encountered this Yellow Immortal seeking transformation. Not only did he deny its similarity to humans, he scorned its nocturnal rat status and the desire to become human, harshly ridiculing its stench that a normal person could barely tolerate, telling it to stop dreaming, go wash up, and sleep.
This mocking deeply angered Yellow Immortal, who followed him back, making his nights sleepless by curling up on him and releasing stinky farts, thus the entire courtyard reeked.
At last, Lord An understood; his son’s foul mouth didn’t think before speaking and was merciless, which brewed this big trouble.
Mrs. An, cursing her son’s unruliness in her heart, yet pained by seeing her son troubled into stupidity, kept silent.
“This Mr. Huang, it is my poor parenting. I apologize on his behalf,” Lord An walked up to Yellow Immortal, bowed respectfully, and seeing the charm on his forehead pitifully, turned to Qin Liuxi and said, “Junior Temple Master, since my son was the one who spoke rudely first, please withdraw the charm and let Mr. Huang go.”
With the master saying so, Qin Liuxi had no reason not to, stepped up to remove the immobilization charm. Seeing that he wanted to lash out, she slapped his head, “Stay put, or I’ll burn you.”
Yellow Immortal: “!”
Is there no such thing as rat rights anymore?