After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

Everything is ready, all that's left is to unpack it.

After everything was ready, Xiao Yu looked at the grave mound in front of him and shoveled it down. Ah!

A wail suddenly rang out.

Xiao Yu stopped digging the grave and froze on the spot. "Holy crap, could there really be a ghost?"

wrong!

He quickly realized that the wailing wasn't coming from underground, but from a distance.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

He scanned the area with his divine sense and quickly spotted a guy walking towards him while crying.

He was slightly overweight and wore the robes of a Xuanling Sect disciple. Upon closer inspection, he had two prismatic marks on his arms, indicating that he was an inner disciple.

Another person has arrived!

Xiao Yu's eyes widened in shock. He quickly turned around and squatted down behind the mound of the tombstone. Before anyone arrived, he cast a spell on himself to conceal his presence.

"Waaaaah, Brother Ye, how could you die like this!"

The person arrived with a mournful face, knelt down directly in front of the tombstone, and thumped repeatedly!

Three more kowtows.

Xiao Yu: "..."

"Brother Ye, my dear brother! How could you just leave like this... leaving me all alone in this empty house, how am I supposed to live from now on!"

Sun Qian knelt on the ground, crying with tears streaming down his face. Anyone who didn't know better would think that his own brother had died.

Xiao Yu was embarrassed; please don't phrase it so ambiguously.

The person in front of him was Xiao Yu's roommate in the disciple dormitory of the Xuanling Sect, who was also Ye Feng's roommate. He had ordinary cultivation level but was proficient in alchemy.

The two had a fairly good relationship. Xiao Yu had even saved him once during the disciple competition, and since then, he had started calling Xiao Yu "Brother Ye".

So he values ​​me that much?

Xiao Yu stroked his chin, pondering carefully. Could it be that he also owed this guy money that he hadn't paid back?

After thinking about it, he realized that there was no such thing; he had never borrowed money from this guy because he was a poor bastard.

Although Sun Qian's name contains the character for money, he is actually very poor. He has no background, and his parents are poor farmers. He is just an ordinary person, and his only skill is in making elixirs, so he is always bullied.

Later, Xiao Yu was promoted to an inner disciple. According to the plot, he beat up all the people who had bullied him in the disciple competition, and the situation calmed down.

"Waaah, Brother Ye! You were so young, how could you leave us like this! I still wanted to keep clinging to your coattails..."

Like Li Qingming, he wailed a few times at the tombstone, then took out two cups and finally pulled out a pot of wine.

A much richer aroma of wine wafted out, and Xiao Yu sniffed it, his eyes lighting up.

Holy crap! Qingzhushan liquor, that's high-end stuff! When did this kid get so rich?

Xiao Yu exclaimed inwardly.

Sun Qian cried for a while, probably exhausted from crying, and looking at the tombstone in front of him, his eyes showed some relief. He picked up the wine jug and poured some directly into his mouth.

"Ahem... The famous Qingzhushan Wine is just so-so. It's a pity that you, Brother Ye, couldn't have a taste."

"Sigh! Brother Ye, I've come to terms with it. I'm not very capable, my cultivation is mediocre, I'm always bullied, and I've always relied on you for protection. My strength isn't great either; my only skill is alchemy. If I were to avenge you, I'd probably be killed before even seeing the culprit."

Indeed, don't be so pessimistic. You're not Li Qingming, so don't go looking for trouble with the Bloodlust Demon Cult.

Xiao Yu nodded in agreement.

"But I'm not reconciled! Now that you're dead, I don't even have the right to avenge you. I'm such a useless piece of trash!"

Sun Qian slammed his fist on the ground, seemingly ashamed of his mediocrity.

He looked at Xiao Yu's black and white photo on the tombstone, seemingly recalling the wonderful times they had spent together, and a smile appeared on his round face.

He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing, he sighed.

"Alas! Senior brother, actually, a witch from the Hehuan Sect approached me a long time ago, saying that she had taken a liking to me and wanted me to be her Daoist partner. She said she would give me a lot of spirit stones every month and wanted to support me. She said that I have the Nine Profound Pure Yang Body, which resonates with her physique and makes me the best furnace. At first, I did not agree."

"Senior brother, you said that a person should have backbone. It's okay to be greedy for money, but if you lose all sense of shame, you're just an animal. Besides, if I were to marry into your family, my father would beat me to death if he were still alive."

"But now you're dead, dead without a clear reason, and there's nothing I can do. I've figured it out. Although I'm not strong enough to avenge you, if I have money, I can avenge you. Money isn't everything, but you can't do anything without it. When the time comes, I'll just buy a bunch of divine artifacts and magic weapons, take pills like they're food, and then I won't be afraid of not being able to beat them."

As he spoke, he involuntarily clutched his lower back, his pale face and twitching lips continuing:

"That demoness from the Hehuan Sect is very rich. Her family owns several mines that specialize in producing spirit stones. Not to mention spirit stones, she has so many immortal stones that she can't even spend them all. So, I gave in and went to find her yesterday at the address she left behind."

One night... my legs are still a little weak. She's a very nice person, and she even said she'd take me to meet her parents in a few days. She's a bit older, but you said, "A woman three years older than you is like holding a gold brick," right? She's hundreds of years older than me, how many gold bricks do I need?!

Xiao Yu: "..."

Being kept by a rich woman, you're the main character here, aren't you? I'm a little envious.

Sun Qian stood up and poured the entire pot of wine in front of the grave, not caring at all about wasting it.

"Senior brother, now that you're dead, I won't keep some things to myself anymore. Do you still remember the pair of underwear you hung outside that you never saw again?"

Actually, I sold them. I sold them to a junior sister in the outer sect who had a crush on you, and I made twenty mid-grade spirit stones. I didn't dare tell you at the time, afraid you'd beat me if you found out. Now that I have money, I'm paying you back for the money I got from selling my underwear."

He placed a bag of spirit stones in front of the tomb, which made Xiao Yu's eyelids twitch. He said, "I was so nice to you after my underwear went missing that day, drinking and eating meat with you."

Am I really worth that much? You should have said so earlier! Where's my junior sister? I'll sell all my underwear to her.

Call ~

A pot of fine Qingzhushan wine was quickly poured out. Sun Qian threw the empty wine pot on the ground and bowed to the grave one last time.

"Senior brother, I have now left the Xuanling Sect. Wait for me. After I marry into the family and take control of the finances, I will definitely avenge you. Hehe... To be honest, the taste of the demonic sect's enchantress is indeed quite good."

He made a rare lewd joke, then turned his head and walked out without looking back, tossing some of his own concocted Liuwei Dihuang pills into his mouth as he walked to make up for the emptiness he felt last night. Tonight... there was still a big battle to come. The demonic cult's enchantress was indeed delicious, but her desires were also frighteningly strong.

All for the sake of avenging his senior brother, his steps became more resolute with this thought.

Sun Qian walked further and further away, leaving Xiao Yu with only a weak and ailing back view.

Chapter Twenty-Five: I'm Confirming He's My Senior Brother's Brother

After Sun Qian left, Ye Feng's grave fell into silence once again.

Hiding behind, Xiao Yu couldn't help but sigh. "Junior Brother Sun, it's true that marrying a woman three years older is like finding a golden brick, but there's something I forgot to tell you: a woman in her thirties is like a tiger!"

They're hundreds of years old; they're probably going to be drained dry.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yu emerged from behind the grave mound once more and put the spirit stones left by Sun Qian into his pocket.

However, this might not be a good ending for Junior Brother Sun. Later in the novel, there is a plot about the demon race invading the Five Continents. The Xuanling Sect suffered heavy losses in that battle, with nearly half of the sect's elders dying and all of its junior disciples being wiped out.

Being kept by a rich woman and drained dry in bed is better than dying on the battlefield.

Xiao Yu took out the shovel that he had redeemed from the system for fifty points, and aimed it at the mound of earth surrounding the protagonist Ye Feng once more, determined to dig Ye Feng out. Just as he was about to make his move, he poked at it.

"what!"

The familiar wailing sounded again. Xiao Yu shrugged and said, "Well, here we go again. When will this end? You weren't this enthusiastic when you were alive!"

Having skillfully hidden behind the grave mound, Xiao Yu cast a concealment spell on himself once more. He eagerly awaited to see who would arrive this time.

"Waaaaaah, Senior Brother Ye, how could you die like this!"

A figure quickly rushed to the grave, but this time did not kowtow.

"Oh, my Senior Brother Ye, you died so tragically. How did you become a cold corpse?"

The person who came was crying his heart out, as if blaming Ye Feng, who had died without permission, for being a heartless man who had abandoned him.

However, Xiao Yu, who had been hiding behind the grave and listening to the whole thing, was completely numb.

No, bro, who are you? Can you get this straight? You've come to the wrong grave.

Before Ye Feng's grave, a somewhat weak-looking man lay prostrate on the ground, weeping. He had only a diamond-shaped mark on his shoulder, clearly indicating that he was an outer disciple.

Xiao Yu fell into deep thought. He was quite certain that he did not know this guy.

The person in front of him was crying his heart out, as if Ye Feng were his own father.

Could he be a fanboy of his?

The rugged-looking man cried and wailed for a long time, until he had almost cried all his tears.

"Senior Brother Ye... my Senior Brother Ye."

After howling for a while, the man reached out and touched the black and white photo of Xiao Yu on the tombstone, his tone filled with emotion:

"Senior Brother Ye, you're dead. You died so young. I never imagined someone as powerful as you would die. You died before I even became an inner disciple. I was hoping that becoming an inner disciple would give me a chance to see you again. Alas! Life is so unpredictable."

He looked up and around again, and seeing no one, he looked at Xiao Yu's black and white portrait on the tombstone and took a deep breath.

"Senior Brother Ye, now that you are dead, there are some things I've been keeping to myself for a long time, so I'll speak them out now."

?

What? You stole my underwear to sell for money too?

Xiao Yu tilted his head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

The next moment, the man's voice rang out at the grave:

"Actually... I once bought your underwear from Senior Brother Sun under the guise of being your junior sister... I don't know why, I just did it on a whim. Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I just kept it as a keepsake. Senior Brother Ye... I've been paying attention to you since the disciple competition."

The man's face flushed slightly. Towards the end of his story, he let out a sigh of relief, as if a shackle had been removed. He looked at Xiao Yu and his lips twitched uncontrollably a few times.

What kind of fate is this bench?

I will endure!

"Senior Brother Ye, your handsome face, warm arms, tall stature, and inspiring story constantly attract and motivate me. I idolize you, but I feel it's wrong to buy your underwear. So, Senior Brother Ye, I've taken your underwear. I..."