Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

"Let him change his environment!" Feng Xiaolu pulled her feet out of the stream, sat cross-legged on a rock, facing Wei Qingyi with an unusually serious expression. "Look at him now, he's stretched to the limit like a string about to snap. The matter of Qingya Cave, and that evil cultivator hiding somewhere, are like a huge rock weighing on his heart. He always feels that he is the only male disciple in the sect, and he has to shoulder the responsibility of protecting everyone. How can he not feel pressured?"

Wei Qingyi listened quietly. Although Feng Xiaolu was usually carefree, she was very attentive and observant of her junior brother. She had to admit that Feng Xiaolu was right.

"Guangzhou is a metropolis, completely different from our mountain village," Feng Xiaolu continued to persuade. "There's no shadow of Qingya Cave there, no evil cultivators to be constantly on guard against. Let him experience the life of an ordinary college student, go shopping, watch movies, and try some snacks."

She blinked, a hint of slyness in her eyes: "Besides, Second Senior Sister, you're all alone in Guangzhou. Having family around makes us feel more at ease. Junior Brother can even run errands for you, move things, and be your free labor—isn't that great!"

Wei Qingyi chuckled at her last sentence and gave her a reproachful look: "You, the last sentence is the key point, isn't it?"

However, Feng Xiaolu's words did indeed move her.

Wei Qingyi pondered for a moment and nodded: "You're right. Letting An Ran change his environment and relax his mind might be more beneficial to his cultivation. But..." She suddenly hesitated.

"Just what?"

Wei Qingyi looked troubled but did not answer.

Looking at her, Feng Xiaolu waited a while before guessing, "Second Senior Sister, you're not still working, are you?"

Wei Qingyi lowered her head, like an ostrich.

Feng Xiaolu's eyes widened instantly at Wei Qingyi's tacit agreement, and her voice rose several decibels: "Second Senior Sister! You really are working?! Didn't we give you so much money? Five hundred thousand! What did you do with it and spend it all so quickly?!"

Wei Qingyi's ears burned from her shouting, and she got up and walked back.

Seeing Wei Qingyi walking briskly with her head down, Feng Xiaolu immediately went ashore, put on her shoes, and jogged to catch up. She grabbed Wei Qingyi's arm and pressed on relentlessly, "Second Senior Sister! Don't try to fool me!"

Wei Qingyi continued walking, her cheeks slightly flushed, a hint of embarrassment in her voice, and whispered, "Keep your voice down!"

"Where's the money?" Feng Xiaolu lowered her voice, but the anxiety in her tone was undiminished. "That was money my junior brother and I saved up... well, mainly it was money my junior brother earned. We sent it to you so you could focus on your studies and cultivation! How could you still go and work?"

Unable to resist the persistent pestering, Wei Qingyi stopped, looked around to make sure no one was watching, sighed, and whispered, "I'm planning to invest in a project, but I'm short of some money."

"Invest...invest?!" Feng Xiaolu's voice instantly rose, then she quickly covered her mouth, her eyes wide like saucers. "You? Invest? Second Senior Sister, do you know that nine out of ten people who do investment are scammers? What did you invest in? Cryptocurrency or some high-tech health products?"

Wei Qingyi's face grew even more embarrassed. "Do you still remember those senior sisters who discussed the Dao with us at the Righteous Path Conference?"

Feng Xiaolu tried hard to recall before saying, "I remember, there's the Han family from the Hidden Sect, the Wang family who are proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and the Liu family from Xiangxi..."

Wei Qingyi nodded, "It was them. Later, during a discussion when you weren't there, I talked with them and they really agreed with my teaching philosophy, so they added me in the contact information."

"Wait, 'teaching philosophy'?" Feng Xiaolu was completely confused. "Second Senior Sister, aren't you studying at university in Guangzhou? How come you're talking about teaching philosophies? What are you discussing teaching philosophies with a bunch of fellow cultivators?"

Wei Qingyi smoothed her wind-blown hair a little embarrassedly. "They want to establish a 'Cultivation High School' in the secular world after their spiritual power has fully recovered."

Feng Xiaolu was dumbfounded, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg: "A cultivation academy?! In the mortal world?! Are you all crazy?!"

This idea is so outrageous, it's a hundred times more absurd than Qi Lan opening a cat cafe! In Feng Xiaolu's mind, cultivation has always been about living in seclusion, emphasizing tranquility and non-action. How could someone open a school on such a grand scale?

"How can you say we've gone mad?" Wei Qingyi tried to explain, her eyes gleaming with idealism. "The revival of spiritual power is a foregone conclusion, and cultivation will inevitably come into the public eye sooner or later. Rather than passively waiting for chaos, we should take the initiative to guide it and establish a standardized and orderly system of inheritance. We believe that establishing a higher education institution that can systematically teach cultivation knowledge while also taking into account modern science and culture is a move that is in line with the trend of the times."

Feng Xiaolu opened her mouth, and it took her a while to find her voice: "So...so you invested 500,000 in this... 'Cultivation High School'?"

Wei Qingyi nodded, then shook her head: "It's more than 500,000. It's all my savings, plus that 500,000, and the money I earned from working this semester. It's all invested. It's still in the early preparation stage, mainly used for site inspection, qualification application, and preliminary curriculum design... There's still a big funding gap."

Feng Xiaolu rubbed her forehead, feeling a wave of dizziness: "Then why would they want to recruit you? Just because of your 'teaching philosophy'?"

"Yes," Wei Qingyi said. "I told them about my own experiences, and they were very impressed."

"Personal experience?"

"Yes, that was when I was working several part-time jobs." Wei Qingyi's eyes were filled with reminiscence. "I only got one hour of rest a day."

"..." Feng Xiaolu remained silent for a long time before patting her shoulder. "Senior sister, believe me, if you really do that, the students will beat you to death."

"Anyway, don't tell Senior Sister and Junior Brother about this yet. It's still far from certain." After saying that, Wei Qingyi fell silent, seemingly seriously considering whether she would be "beaten to death" in the end.

The two walked silently along the stream for a while and arrived at the construction site. Just as they were about to return to the mountain, they saw a heavy truck approaching. After the truck stopped, Chen Anran got out of the passenger seat.

Upon seeing this, Feng Xiaolu immediately ran over.

Chen Anran turned around and saw Feng Xiaolu running over, followed by Wei Qingyi.

"Third Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister," Chen Anran greeted them, "What are you doing here?"

"We were just chatting by the river!" Feng Xiaolu answered first, then pointed curiously in the direction the heavy truck had left. "Junior brother, what were you doing again? Your second senior sister and I thought you were cultivating on the mountain."