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

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The afternoon before Lunar New Year's Eve.

Chi Buwan, who had just gotten up, supported her back, which felt like it was about to break but didn't hurt at all.

Xiao Wuli hugged him from behind, burying his face in his neck, his warm breath hitting the skin that had left an ambiguous mark.

Chi Buwan tilted her head slightly, leaning half her weight on him.

If he hadn't become a god, he would have been killed one day by Xiao Wuli, who became ruthless and lost all passion once he got what he wanted.

Xiao Wuli kissed his earlobe, his gaze falling on the delicate, white neck. His Adam's apple bobbed gently, and after a while, he leaned down slightly and kissed his master's chin.

Sunlight streamed onto the bedside, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

"It's not too late!!! It's not too late!!! Answer the phone!!"

Suddenly, a frantic ringing of the bell startled Chi Buwan, who was caught off guard, and she jumped up in fright.

As the fragrance in his arms faded, Xiao Wuli paused, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised them to look at the light bead floating in mid-air, his dark eyes gradually darkening.

Bailu Peak.

Xie Hanfeng suddenly shivered again, a chill inexplicably rising down his spine.

There's a murderous aura about him!

He looked around warily.

Just as he was searching for the source of that murderous aura, his call was answered, and Chi Buwan, dressed neatly, appeared before him.

Seeing this, Xie Hanfeng temporarily put aside that murderous aura.

He must have misjudged the situation.

With two gods and four Mahayana stage cultivators currently in charge, the Lingxiao Sect is so secure that not even a poisonous mosquito can fly in, let alone any killing intent. It can be said to be the safest place in the world.

"Is it too late? It'll only be a few months after the New Year before you start accepting disciples. Can you take on a few more disciples on your peak this year?" Xie Hanfeng asked.

Chi Buwan took the teacup Xiao Wuli handed him, took a sip to calm his nerves, and said, "You should discuss this with Yun Danxuanqi."

He's completely hands-off now.

Yun Dan manages the affairs of Xue Jiang Peak and is a disciple of Xuan Qi Sect.

Xie Hanfeng nodded, glanced at Xiao Wuli who had finished his tea and taken the teacup from him, and felt a little suspicious, but then he looked at the sky.

...I hope I haven't disturbed you.

It's almost evening, and it's not late, yet everyone is dressed neatly.

Xie Hanfeng breathed a sigh of relief; it was confirmed.

There was definitely no disturbance.

But the next second, Xiao Wuli, who had put down his teacup, suddenly looked up at him.

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

After the call ended, Xie Hanfeng stood there in silence for a while.

...Xiao Wuli should spare his life again, considering he is his son.

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New Year's Eve.

Colorful lanterns hung like stars on the spiritual veins of each peak of the Lingxiao Sect, all bathed in a festive atmosphere.

In front of the main hall, bells and chimes rang out, swordplay and spirit summoning took place, and the temporary stage was bustling with activity.

The table was laden with divine fruits, delicacies, fine wine, and delicious food. Disciples moved about, their laughter filling the air, making the place less aloof and more full of the warmth of everyday life.

Chi Buwan smiled as she watched the lively scene before her. Her peach blossom eyes, illuminated by the flickering lights, twinkled like stars.

The Lingxiao Sect has rarely experienced such a joyous and lively occasion.

"Is it too late?"

Is it too late?:...........

Chi Buwan turned to look at Liu Yuye, whose voice was still sweet and had eighteen key changes.

The New Year's Eve party was originally organized by the Lingxiao Sect itself, without inviting anyone else. However, Liu Yuye was well-informed and, after learning about it, brought Sheng Weichen along to say that she wanted to participate.

Xie Hanfeng, who enjoys lively gatherings, readily agreed and immediately added a table next to his.

"A toast to you." Liu Yuye raised her wine glass, her chin slightly tilted back.

Chi Buwan looked at him, smiled helplessly, and raised her glass in return.

The two silently finished their drinks, then simultaneously turned their fingers over to show each other the bottom of their glasses.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yuye's eyes curved into crescents with joy, but before half a second had passed, she was met with a glance from another pair of eyes.

"snort."

Liu Yuye didn't look for the owner of that gaze. She gave a disgruntled snort, then turned back and drank another cup with Sheng Weichen.

Chi Buwan turned his gaze back to the performance in front of him, occasionally turning to speak to Xiao Wuli.

Xie Hanfeng felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, while Xuanlu was bent over trying not to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Wuli looked away, and Xie Hanfeng immediately transformed into a mountain king, lowering his voice and asking Xuan Lu beside him in a sinister tone.

Xuanlu clutched his stomach, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Senior brother, don't you know why you died so tragically in that book?"

Xie Hanfeng: ?

"What book?" Xie Hanfeng was unaware that "Rebellion Against the Nine Heavens" had come to this world.

Wei Hanling and the others, whose hearing was extremely sharp, all turned to look at Xuan Lu.

Xuanlu, who let the cat out of the bag again: ...........

"It's nothing, you misheard," Xuanlu tried to cover up.

Xie Hanfeng narrowed his eyes, and not being stupid, he said, "《Defying the Nine Heavens》".

Xuanlu:.........

Five burning gazes instantly fell upon him, and Xuanlu fell silent once more.

After the party ends, he will no longer have quiet nights.

Chi Buwan, who was enjoying a sweet moment with Xiao Wuli, didn't pay much attention to the voices of others and therefore didn't notice the undercurrents around her.

He was watching the show intently when he suddenly saw someone he knew.

Xuanqi stood at the very front of the stage, head held high and chest puffed out, "The program I'm bringing to you is—Why I'm So Handsome."

Is it too late?:..........

A barrage of self-praising words came like a spell, varied and never repeated. After finally enduring Xuan Qi's performance, the Phoenix Demon stood on the high platform, shook her feathers, and said, "I will not perform for you mortals, but I am in a good mood today, so I will reward you by showing you my feathers."

Is it too late?:..........

Phoenix Demon arrogantly stepped off the stage, and Xuan Ming, who had become the Demon Lord, quickly ran up, shouted, "My father is a god, and my mother is a god too!" before running off again.

Is it too late?:..........

Seeing this, 337, who was floating beside him, said sympathetically, "Host, you're so pitiful."

His contracted beast is a lunatic, his pet is a lunatic, his adopted son is a lunatic, and his partner Xiao Wuli is even more of a lunatic. He's the most difficult one to deal with.

The old man lowered his head in embarrassment, unwilling to admit that the two divine beasts were once his close friends, but his gaze inadvertently fell on the person in front of him, where he saw a lovesick young man tilting his head and looking at his master with a silly grin.

he:..........

Chi Buwan noticed the gaze and turned her head slightly to meet Xiao Wuli's eyes.

The flickering lights cast a rosy glow on his porcelain-white skin, making his lips appear even more vibrant.

Xiao Wuli's fingertips curled almost imperceptibly as he stared intently at his master, his Adam's apple bobbing. After a long while, he finally spoke, "Master, I will be here every New Year's Eve from now on."

Chi Buwan paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and said gently, "Okay."

The lamplight flickers, people lean on each other, the hustle and bustle of the world becomes mere background, leaving only the tenderness in the eyes of the person before you.

From beginning to end, her tenderness was reserved only for him.

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