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

Xie Hanfeng withdrew his vicious fangs and asked, "You still haven't told me what you found wrong with Xiao Wuli."

Looking at Xiao Wuli, who was inexplicably taking his anger out on a tree not far away, Chi Buwan said, "Since yesterday, he's been going from happy to depressed in a flash. Do you think... he might have been driven crazy by your words?"

Xie Hanfeng clutched his storage ring and said, "Brother, I really have nothing left to give your disciple."

Is it too late? ......

Xie Hanfeng put her arm around his shoulder again, and just as she was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly rang out from all around.

"Bang!!"

The two of them turned their heads at the same time and saw that a large tree had been cut down by Xiao Wuli with his sword energy.

Xie Hanfeng: ?

Is it too late?

Chi Buwan decided to go and check on him, because if they didn't take care of this teenager soon, he would cut down all the trees on the back mountain of Xuejiang Peak.

Chi Buwan and Xie Hanfeng walked up to Xiao Wuli.

Xiao Wuli's eyes flickered slightly. Suppressing his joy, he bowed and greeted, "Master, Sect Leader!"

Chi Buwan paused for a moment, then transmitted his voice to Xie Hanfeng.

[That's how it is, one minute happy, the next chaotic.]

Xie Hanfeng narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Not too late: "How are you feeling?"

Xiao Wuli quietly raised his eyes and met those captivating peach blossom eyes. He couldn't help but smile slightly and said, "Master, rest assured, I am fine now."

He nodded, not long after.

"Immortal Venerable!"

A soft voice came from the horizon. The three of them paused for a moment, then looked up at the person who had come.

Lin Xiaochun's soft bangs hung down her forehead, her hair was tied into two round little buns with two strands of black hair, she was wearing a light yellow long robe, a small pouch full of spiritual plants hung at her waist, and she was holding a glass jade box in her hands as she walked towards them, finally stopping in front of Chi Buwan.

A faint blush rose on Lin Xiaochun's fair cheeks. She handed the glass jade box in her palm to the person in front of her and said, "Immortal Venerable, thank you for yesterday. The candied fruit was delicious. This disciple tried to make some and brought it to you."

As she spoke, she opened the glass jade box, and a sweet aroma wafted out from inside, which was filled with candied fruit.

Chi Buwan smiled and said, "There's no need for such formalities."

"Yes, I will." Lin Xiaochun handed the glass jade box forward again, her eyes sincere and her tone earnest: "If it weren't for the Immortal Venerable, this disciple wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

After thinking for a moment, Chi Buwan reached out and took the jade box. He opened his palm, revealing a beautiful sachet, and handed it to her, saying, "In exchange, I'll take the candied fruit, and you take this sachet."

Lin Xiaochun's fair cheeks flushed even more as she raised her hand to accept the gift and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Immortal Venerable."

.

Lin Xiaochun left.

Chi Buwan watched Lin Xiaochun's retreating figure and secretly praised her cuteness, which further solidified his determination to take on several female disciples this year.

"Master."

Chi Buwan withdrew his gaze, turned his head and met Xiao Wuli's eyes. Xiao Wuli's eyes were sparkling as he looked at him, as if he had caught him cheating.

Is it too late?

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Wuli lowered his head, pursed his lips slightly, and then asked, "This disciple has never eaten candied fruit in all his life."

Chi Buwan paused for a moment, stunned.

Xiao Wuli's voice softened further, "No one has ever given their disciple a sachet for protection."

Chi Buwan slowly came to her senses and looked at him.

Xiao Wuli's eyelids drooped, his long eyelashes obscuring the emotions in his eyes, but the small mole at the corner of his eye that trembled slightly betrayed his current mood.

His master avenged him yesterday; he shouldn't be so petty.

Master simply comforted others, gave them candy, and a sachet...

Xiao Wuli bit her lip.

Of these three things, his master only ever comforted him.

Xiao Wuli lowered his head even further.

"Don't leave."

A clear, crisp voice rang in his ears. He paused slightly, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at his master, who was clearly still.

"Why are you crying again?"

"This disciple didn't cry. Master said that a true man sheds blood, not tears." Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuli raised his hand to rub his eyes and said, "This disciple...this disciple's eyes were just a little bit affected by the wind."

A soft sigh, like a feather, brushed against my ear.

Xiao Wuli unconsciously held his breath.

A pair of slender, fair fingers appeared before him, palms facing up, with a noticeable red mole on the tip of the index finger. The next second, the candied fruit and sachet he wanted appeared in the palm.

He paused for a moment, then looked up and met a pair of gentle, watery peach blossom eyes. The eyebrow arched slightly at him, just like the way the man had looked at him twelve years ago, tender and affectionate.

Xiao Wuli's breathing was disordered and his mind was in a daze. He didn't even know how he took the candied fruit and sachet from his master's palm. By the time his mind cleared up a bit, his master had already left.

"cough!"

A soft cough beside him woke him up. He blinked and turned his head to look at the sect leader who was still standing there.

Xie Hanfeng handed it to him, saying, "Here, your master asked me to give this to you."

Xiao Wuli accepted it with a bewildered expression, "Thank you, Sect Leader."

Xie Hanfeng looked at him very carefully.

Xiao Wuli's fingers were tense, and his fingertips twitched involuntarily.

Xie Hanfeng: "It's alright, go and cultivate."

Xiao Wuli bowed his head: "Yes."

After Xie Hanfeng left, the old man emerged from the ring, looked at the jade pendant in Xie Hanfeng's palm, paused for a moment, and said, "Isn't this my jade pendant?"

Xiao Wuli gripped the jade pendant tightly in his palm, a flash of fierceness crossing his phoenix eyes. His voice turned cold as he said, "This is my jade pendant."

Old man: ......

This really is his jade pendant!

It was this jade pendant that was lost back then, which led to the demons smelling his scent and hunting him down everywhere. From the day the jade pendant was lost, he hadn't had a good night's sleep.

Xiao Wuli continued speaking.

This was given to me by my master.

Old man:........

Well, it's not coming back.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to look at the candied fruit sachet and jade pendant in his palm, pursed his lips, and then a smile spread from the corner of his eyes.

He has one more thing than others.

The most important person in Master's heart is still him.

-

When they arrived at the sect's gates late at night, a few disciples had already learned of the news and were waiting on the hilltop.

Xie Hanfeng appeared beside him and spoke to him in a low voice.

"I gave him the jade pendant," Xie Hanfeng said. "Then I took a closer look at Xiao Wuli just now, and guess what I found?"

Not Too Late: "What?"

Xie Hanfeng: "I think I've seen him before."

She turned her head to look at him, not too late.

Xie Hanfeng: "But I forgot where I've seen it before."

Is it too late?

Xie Hanfeng: "I'm serious."

"How could anyone forget Xiao Wuli's face after seeing it?" Chi Buwan didn't believe it.

Xie Hanfeng scratched his head, trying to recall his memories, but to no avail.

Because in his memory, that encounter was very brief, and he didn't even see the face clearly.

Chi Buwan: "Don't even think about it. If you've seen him, how could I not have?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Hanfeng realized and said, "That's true."

They've been inseparable since they were toddlers, went to school together in kindergarten, were in the same class and major in college, and even shared a dormitory. They did everything together, so it's impossible for him to have seen it too late or not at all.

During the conversation, the eldest sister and eldest brother also arrived in front of the sect.

The other peak masters are either in seclusion or have gone on long journeys, leaving only the four of them in the Lingxiao Sect to handle sect affairs.

Senior Brother Wei Hanling, a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, practices the Path of Ruthlessness and is revered as the Sword Saint.

"Those old fogies from the Beast Taming Sect, do they really think we have no temper?" Shen Qianhe said bluntly, "Tomorrow I'll go to their Beast Taming Sect, set up a formation to trap them to death."

Wei Hanling stood to the side with his sword in his arms and said, "Don't be impatient, they're here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep male voice resounded across the sky.

"Does the Lingxiao Sect now consider itself invincible? How dare they disregard other sects and act so recklessly? Do they really think no one in the cultivation world can deal with you?"

As Lu Kuangtao and his group appeared in front of the sect, sect elders whose names they could name showed up one after another.

Beast Taming Sect, Sword Sect, Pill Refining Sect, Joyful Union Sect, Vajra Zen Temple...

Zhang Yixing appeared in a wheelchair, his legs covered with a blanket, his trouser legs hanging loosely.

Chi Buwan glanced at him and their eyes met. Chi Buwan raised an eyebrow slightly, and Zhang Yixing turned pale with fright and quickly lowered his head.

"Don't be afraid of him!" Lu Kuangtao, a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, was extremely perceptive, noticing even the smallest actions of everyone around him. He pointed at Chi Buwan, "Is it this pretty boy who hurt you?!"

Xie Hanfeng:............

The mouth speaks faster than the brain. By the time the brain realizes what Lu Kuangtao said, the mouth has already translated it to Chi Buwan.

He glanced sideways at Chi Buwan, whose peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, paused for a moment, and then knew that he didn't need to worry about this matter anymore.

Perhaps it was the terrifying aura emanating from Chi Buwan that made Zhang Yixing tremble and lower his head, not daring to answer.

Upon seeing this, Lu Kuangtao abruptly turned his head and glared at the other party, unleashing a terrifying aura of late-stage Mahayana power without hesitation.