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

dawn.

Chi Buwan returned to Xuejiang Peak with a yawn, dragging himself toward his bedchamber, where he saw Xiao Wuli sweeping fallen leaves in front of the door.

He turned on his toes and walked toward him.

"Master."

Chi Buwan took out the silk fabric she had bought at the shop and handed it to him, saying, "I bought a little too much, so I'll share some with you."

Xiao Wuli paused for a moment, about to speak, when he saw the person in front of him raise his hand and extend it towards him.

Seeing this, he quickly took three steps back and dodged it.

Chi Buwan's hand stopped in mid-air. He looked up in confusion at Xiao Wuli, who hadn't looked up at him from the beginning, and tilted his head slightly.

What's wrong?

Don't you like the color he chose?

He glanced down at the silk fabric he had chosen; it was dark black, and looked very stylish.

Every man would like that, right?

"Don't you like it?" Chi Buwan asked.

Xiao Wuli shook his head repeatedly, stammering nervously, "Disciple, disciple..."

Chi Buwan was used to him refusing many times when she gave him something. After realizing that he didn't dislike the silk fabric he had chosen, she took three steps forward and reached out to take his hand again, forcing him to accept it.

But the next second, Xiao Wuli was even faster than him, and had already reached out and taken the silk cloth.

"Thank you, Master."

Chi Buwan paused for a second, looked down at her empty hand, palm up, her long, slender, white fingers clenched at her palm, then looked up at Xiao Wuli with a somewhat bewildered expression.

He kept his head down and didn't look at him.

Forget it.

Just accept it.

Chi Buwan nodded and said, "Take this and make some beautiful clothes. You can decide what to do with the extra fabric."

Chi Buwan turned to leave, but in that instant, he noticed a cautious gaze falling upon him.

He paused slightly, then casually walked back to his bedchamber and took a nap.

The child is probably going through a rebellious phase; it will pass in time.

However, this period of time is very long.

It wasn't long before he realized that Xiao Wuli was avoiding him.

For some reason, Xiao Wuli always kept his head down whenever he was around, never raising it.

I used to want to show my face to myself three hundred times a day, but now I always hide in the crowd and quietly observe myself.

Xiao Wuli thought he had hidden it well, but as a late-stage Dao Integration cultivator, he could sense it clearly.

The moment he had a terrifying thought, 337 showed him the look in Xiao Wuli's eyes when he was secretly watching him.

Adoration, loyalty, guilt, remorse...

He has all sorts of emotions, but none of them are what he's thinking about.

So he felt relieved.

Nothing.

As long as Xiao Wuli doesn't develop those terrifying and bizarre feelings for him, that's fine.

Otherwise, he would run faster than anyone else.

He's straight!!!

Gradually, he found that maintaining this relationship with Xiao Wuli was actually quite good.

The area in front of the sleeping quarters was still kept spotless by someone every day, and the water in the bath was changed daily. Before he even noticed where something was broken, he saw Xiao Wuli wielding a hammer and fixing it with a series of "bang bang bang".

Moreover, every morning when you soak in the bathtub, there will be cleaned fruits and vegetables, or candied fruit and pastries placed next to you.

Chi Buwan was curious about where Xiao Wuli got this spare money. The system told him that Xiao Wuli went to work at the foot of the mountain every day. After practicing Qi cultivation, his physical strength was even more abundant, and he could do the work of the whole village for a day by himself.

He didn't accept money, only taking the freshest fruits and pastries made by the locals each day.

Chi Buwan was moved and told 337, "There's no one better than Xiao Wuli to raise a disciple!"

337:........

In short, I spent another month more comfortably than the previous month.

The sect conference has finally arrived.

-

A month later.

Originally, only Chi Buwan and Wei Hanling were leading the team, but because of Lu Kuangtao's incident a month ago, Xie Hanfeng insisted on joining as well, leaving the most incompetent senior sister to manage the sect's affairs.

Zhang Yixing was indeed expelled from the Beast Taming Sect, and it is said that his cultivation technique was even crippled by the people he used to bully in the sect.

Without his cultivation technique, without his three legs, and with all his spiritual artifacts taken away by Chi Buwan and given to Xiao Wuli, no one knows his final fate, but everyone can guess it.

As for those whose abilities had not yet been tested, the Vajra Zen Temple sent people to examine them, and this time the entire process was conducted under the supervision of various sects and immortal factions.

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Sitting in the carriage, Chi Buwan shook his head, leaned on the table in front of him, and asked, "How much longer until we arrive?"

His back was about to break from sitting so long.

There are many disciples from the Lingxiao Sect participating in the competition, representing various stages. For safety reasons, they will go to the competition venue in batches. This batch consists of Qi Refining stage disciples who are not yet proficient in sword control.

The competition venue is neither too far nor too close; it takes two hours to reach by horseback.

Xie Hanfeng sat down beside him. "Almost there, almost there, only half an hour left."

Wei Hanling sat cross-legged opposite them, circulating her internal energy like a hard rock, remaining motionless since arriving from the Lingxiao Sect.

Chi Buwan sat up straight and turned slightly to open the carriage window.

"Master, here's some water."

Xiao Wuli, who had been riding a horse alongside the carriage, handed over the water.

Chi Buwan took the bottle, lowered the car window curtain, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and then handed the water bottle back to Chi Buwan.

Xie Hanfeng: ?

After finishing his water, Chi Buwan slumped back onto the table.

Xie Hanfeng transmitted his voice: [Not brothers? What's going on?]

Lately, someone replied: "I was in a rush when I left home and forgot to bring water."

Xie Hanfeng: [That's not what I'm asking! I'm asking how Xiao Wuli knew you wanted water?]

Feeling listless and unwell: [I don't know.]

"Master, I brought some peaches. Would you like some? They've already been washed clean."

Chi Buwan lifted the curtain and immediately saw the peach that Xiao Wuli held in his palm. It was pink and big. He reached out and picked it up. Xiao Wuli then took out two other peaches from his storage ring that looked pretty, but not as pretty as the one in his hand.

Xiao Wuli: "I wonder if the Sect Leader and the Grand Elder would like some. I brought extra with me when I left."

She praised him lately, saying, "That's thoughtful of you."

She took the other two peaches from his hand, her fingertips touching his palm. By the time Xiao Wuli came to his senses, the carriage curtain had already been lowered.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to look at the palm that had been touched almost imperceptibly. His dark eyes curved, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up. He was secretly delighted.

I ran into my master again.

The old man swayed with the horse, his face expressionless.

He still couldn't understand why, even after using his divine power to evoke Xiao Wuli's deepest desires, and even worrying about witnessing something unspeakable, he had deliberately shielded his senses, only to find out the next day...

Just as I was about to kiss him, he woke up.

This made him both happy and sad.

Fortunately, he hadn't chosen the wrong person. Xiao Wuli indeed possessed the supreme aura of someone who could shatter the heavens and be the only one worthy of respect. Even at the Qi Refining stage, he could escape the power of a god.

What's sad is... that she's a fool who only dares to fantasize secretly, and who smiles foolishly when she receives even the slightest bit of attention from her master.

The old man looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

The road ahead is long...