Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Xiao Wuli looked in the direction his master had left, his brows furrowing slightly. He turned his head to look at the three people huddled together, unable to come up with a way to divide the treasure, and gradually began to feel anxious.

What did the sect leader whisper in Master's ear just now? Why is he being so secretive and not letting anyone know?

What are they doing now?

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips, his fingertips nervously rubbing together.

When will it end? He wanted to go find his master.

Seeing his impatient look, the old man shook his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Dao Fa, this old monk knows that the lovestruck man is your own child, you've opened the door and the window, but you forgot to open his mind.

He possesses immense talent and strength, yet his mind is filled with nothing but love and romance. Fortunately, the person he loves is a kind and good person; if it were someone with malicious intentions... the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiao Wuli was completely absorbed in his own world and did not notice the old man's expression. Suddenly, a pair of feet slowly came into view of him through his lowered gaze.

Xiao Wuli paused, then looked up at the Third Elder standing in front of him.

"Xiao Wuli, tsk, you've been taking care of my brother for a while now..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Luo Yiyi pushed him away, stood in front of him, and spoke again: "You've done a good job taking care of Yu Xian during this time. The three of us discussed it for a while, and you can choose a few more that you like."

Xiao Wuli bowed respectfully and said, "This disciple dares not. This disciple has already obtained the best treasures and dares not offer any more..."

"Ahem!" Shen Qianhe cleared his throat, interrupting him. He walked slowly to him and said, "You are now Yu Xian's most beloved disciple. These are all the ones he brought back. If you pick a few more, no one will dare to say anything."

She paused briefly, glancing sideways at the other sect disciples around her, and said coldly, "If anyone is dissatisfied, they are welcome to challenge me. If they defeat me, I will gladly relinquish my position as the Second Elder of the Lingxiao Sect!"

The disciples in the sect were already used to the Second Elder's fiery temper, and they all spoke in unison:

"The disciples have no objections."

Shen Qianhe nodded in satisfaction, turned to look at Xiao Wuli, and said, "Choose."

Xiao Wuli kept his head down: "Thank you, three elders."

The old man looked at Xiao Wuli's familiar expression as he pressed down the corners of his mouth, and remained silent.

In fact, the Second Elder of Lingxiao Sect didn't need to say anything more for Xiao Wuli.

When she said, "You are now the most beloved disciple of Jade Immortal," Xiao Wuli had already forgotten the bond between fellow disciples. He seemed eager to prove that he was indeed the most beloved disciple of his master. If he hadn't still had a shred of reason left, he would have already chosen the treasure while the elder was speaking.

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After selecting the treasures, Xiao Wuli bid farewell to the elders and quickly flew back to Xuejiang Peak on his sword in the direction his master had left. As soon as he landed, he heard his seventh senior brother's joyful voice.

"Senior Brother, what treasure did Master bring back for you?"

Yun Dan said in a calm voice, "A short sword that can convert the enemy's spiritual power into one's own."

"What about you, Second Senior Brother?"

"My master's strength is truly extraordinary. He usually just stands on the mountaintop watching us cultivate, and he already knew my defense was weak. He brought me back the Xuan Turtle Armor, so now even a demon in the Dao Integration stage can't hurt me!"

"....."

Xuejiang Peak has a total of 13 disciples, of whom only five went to the Wilderness Ruins. The remaining eight are either like the newly accepted female disciples who have not reached the Golden Core stage, or like Yun Dan, the opportunities in the ruins are no longer considered valuable to them.

"Where's Junior Sister? I just saw her here."

Yun Dan answered the seventh brother's question, saying, "Master left the divine beast with Junior Sister to help her cultivate. He should have already gone to the back mountain by now."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuli suddenly stopped in his tracks as he headed towards his master's bedroom.

The old man stroked his beard, looking calmly at the brat who was about to lose his temper again.

"Hey! Junior Brother Xiao! You're back." The seventh brother, with his sharp eyes, spotted Xiao Wuli not far away and greeted him.

"Senior Brother." Xiao Wuli walked up to the group and bowed.

Sensing his aura, the seventh brother exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, "Wow! Everyone in the cultivation world is saying that a genius has emerged from the Desolate Ruins, breaking through from the Golden Core stage to the late Nascent Soul stage in just two months. I never thought it was actually true, and the person involved is my junior brother!"

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes.

"Hey, what reward did Master give you the day you broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage?" The seventh brother was a curious child, curious about everything. "Do you think the feng shui of our Snow Crimson Peak has been good lately? Junior Sister broke through from the early Qi Refining stage to the late stage in just two months, just like you did half a year ago. Master was so happy when he came back and gave Junior Sister a lot of treasures."

Xiao Wuli slowly clenched his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles.

"But it's all thanks to Master's good judgment in choosing the highly talented and beautiful junior sister from among many disciples," said the seventh brother. "She's just a bit cold-hearted, and usually doesn't speak more than three words per sentence. She only talks more when she's happy. Just now, when Master handed the divine beast to her, she spoke a full ten words in one sentence!"

The old man exclaimed "Ouch!" and quickly hid the ring on Xiao Wuli's pinky finger.

Kid, stop talking! This brat with no status or title is about to become a jealous jerk!

"Alright, Seventh Brother," Yun Dan said calmly. "Eleventh Junior Brother has just returned and may be a little tired. Let him go and rest first."

Xiao Wuli was the eleventh disciple taken in by the original owner of this body.

Looking at the tall man in front of him who kept his head down and exuded an unpleasant aura, Lao Qi finally realized what had happened and quickly apologized, "Sorry, I forgot. You should go and rest first, we can talk later."

Xiao Wuli nodded slightly, said goodbye, and walked towards his small wooden house. However, when the others couldn't see him, he turned and went to the back mountain.

Old man:

He had never seen a disciple act like such a mistress.

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Before even getting close to the back mountain, we heard the voice of the divine beast.

"Excellent! Excellent! Your talent truly surpasses that ferocious demon! If you continue training like this, one day you will surpass everyone and stand at the pinnacle of the world!"

Xiao Wuli's gaze fell upon an area where the shadows of the trees were swirling wildly, and the ground faintly exuded the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The old man became more serious: "This little girl... her strength is truly extraordinary. Given some time, it's hard to say who's stronger between you and her. Speaking of which, isn't this little girl the first disciple this master took in? What excellent judgment, taking in such a talent right away..."

"Knock knock knock!"

【Aaaaaah!!! You brat! Let go of my home right now!!!】

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The old man, his face bruised and swollen, floated indifferently beside Xiao Wuli as they arrived at their master's bedroom.

The area in front of the hall was clean and tidy, but there was no trace of Master's return.

Xiao Wuli looked at what was in front of him, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion.

Even if he is not on Xuejiang Peak, someone will still clean the area in front of his master's bedroom.

The entire journey around Xuejiang Peak served as a reminder that he was dispensable to his master.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes.

His current state was actually the same as when he had not yet entered the Wilderness Ruins with his master. He could endure it in the past, but after spending two months in close contact with his master, he could not face this situation.

It's like he's been eating delicacies for two months, but from today onwards, he can only drink plain rice porridge.

...That description isn't quite accurate either, because he could tolerate only drinking white rice porridge, but he couldn't bear the fact that just two days ago he was able to be close to his master, even sleeping on the same bed, but from today onwards he could only watch from afar, unable to get close.

The depression in my heart was like a heavy, oppressive cloud, which just wouldn't dissipate.

The old man looked at the pitiful, abandoned puppy in the rain, shook his head to clear his bruised and swollen face, and said, "Master is drinking with the sect leader right now, and he's almost drunk. Do you want to go check on him?"