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

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to look at the blueprint in his palm, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes.

This was a task his master had given him a few days ago.

The weather is getting warmer, and Master doesn't like the bathtub he usually uses anymore. He wants to replace it with a new one, but he doesn't like other people touching it, so the matter was entrusted to him.

The mole at the corner of his eye swayed gently with the movement of his long eyelashes.

His master just praised him today, and he cannot let his master down.

Thinking this way, an endless surge of energy and boundless strength welled up within me.

He put down the blueprints, looked up at his master's residence not far away, pursed his lips, slowly lowered his head, and withdrew his gaze.

Master should be with Senior Brother right now.

...I wonder what kind of clothes Master changed into.

Would Master also look at Senior Brother with those clear, cool, watery peach blossom eyes?

His bony, cold fingers curled slightly, and he lowered his head even further.

Master...will you praise Senior Brother today as well?

A strange fragrance, ranging from faint to strong, lingered around his nose. He paused for a moment, a glint of light unconsciously flashing in his eyes. He quickly looked up and around, but saw no one.

The light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and then he suddenly woke up and shook his head violently.

What is he thinking?

He mustn't fall for his master's tricks!

Xiao Wuli's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his thin lips pursed.

"clatter"

A very soft voice sounded in his ear. Xiao Wuli subconsciously looked up in the direction of the sound, and his nose twitched slightly as he discovered that the place was where the fragrance was strongest.

His pupils trembled slightly, shimmering with light.

But soon, the strange fragrance that lingered around the tip of the nose dissipated and became faint.

Master has passed away.

Although I can't see it, I have a feeling about it.

And they left before he even looked over.

Xiao Wuli bit her lower lip, but the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up two pixels.

So Master didn't go to find his eldest brother, but came to see him instead.

But why is Master invisible? Is it because he's afraid Master will feel uncomfortable?

Master...

What exactly does Master mean today?

As if remembering something, Xiao Wuli quickly looked down at his abdomen. The creases of his rectus abdominis muscles were clearly visible, and he deliberately bulged out his belly, trying to recall if he had been in this state when his master was standing next to him.

The more I compare, the more I realize it.

Xiao Wuli: !

Did Master see his fat belly and think he was slacking off?

Was his master disappointed in him?

The more Xiao Wuli thought about it, the more real it seemed. He became a little anxious and looked up at the direction where his master had just been standing. His gaze paused for a moment, and he saw a ring that looked quite unusual lying there.

He stepped forward, bent down and picked up the ring. The next second, as if a switch had been flipped, an old yet excited voice suddenly entered his mind.

"What a pure celestial spiritual root! Boy, come and form a contract with this old monk, and I will lead you into the realm of gods..."

Before the thing inside the ring could finish speaking, Xiao Wuli put the ring into his pouch.

It must have been accidentally left behind by Master. I'll take it back to Master later.

Knowing that I had a reason to go to my master, even the air seemed to sweeten, and I felt more motivated to work.

Xiao Wuli looked at the blueprints, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Later, he can show his master a new look at his abdomen to show him that he hasn't been slacking off, so that his master won't be disappointed in him.

Um....

Master likes beautiful things, so the wood used to build the bathhouse must also have beautiful patterns, so as to be worthy of Master.

.

Yes!

mission completed!

After Xiao Wuli picked up the ring, he raised his chin slightly.

The task is quite simple; you earn 1 point for every item you drop. At this rate, you'll earn enough points to buy a listening pill in just a couple of days.

【Host.】

Chi Buwan was startled again when she saw the little dumpling with half its face appear in front of her.

[I told you not to suddenly appear halfway through your life, and you just suddenly appeared halfway through, right?]

337's ears drooped.

Chi Buwan paused for a moment, her tone unconsciously softening slightly. "What's wrong?"

337 dragged its heavy body out of the space-time rift. The little dumpling was curled up in a ball, looking as pitiful as could be.

[Host, the issue of your clothes being torn in front of the male lead can be resolved.]

A sense of foreboding rose in Chi Buwan's heart. [If it can be resolved, that's fine, but what's with that expression?]

337: [The Supreme God says it will take some time.]

"It's alright." Chi Buwan patted the fabric she had reinforced around her waist and said, "I took care of it myself. When I went to see Xiao Wuli like this, this part didn't tear."

337 looked up at him in shock. [Resolved?]

Its host is so powerful that it can even resist the power of the laws of heaven and earth?!

Chi Buwan raised his chin: [Hmm.]

337 scratched its head, seeing that its host was so certain, it didn't press the matter further and instead asked about other things: [Host, did you give the ring to the male lead?]

Not Too Late: [Given, perfectly completed!]

337 scratched its head again, wanting to ask why the system hadn't announced anything since it had given it to them, but seeing its host's incredibly confident expression, it didn't press the matter. It glanced around and asked, "Where are you going now?"

Not Too Late: [I finally got to visit the world of cultivation, so I'm wandering around...]

His words came to an abrupt halt, his gaze fixed blankly on the man riding a sword in mid-air not far away. The two stared at each other, their eyes flashing as if lightning struck between them.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, as if only two cameras were switching back and forth, zooming in and out on the two people's faces.

337 followed his gaze and then introduced him: "This is Xie Hanfeng, the sect leader of the Lingxiao Sect."

The moment I heard the name, I made up my mind.

"Is it too late?!"

A familiar voice suddenly rang out, and the person on the other end also recognized him.

"Xie Hanfeng!!!"

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, tears streaming down their faces, the two figures approached each other with overwhelming joy and sobs. But in the instant of their embrace, their expressions changed.

Chi Buwan grabbed Xie Hanfeng's hair, and Xie Hanfeng pinched Chi Buwan's face.

Chi Buwan: "Xie Hanfeng, you bastard! I asked you to recommend this book to me, and I! I'll make you fly!!"

Xie Hanfeng: "Oh my god, isn't it too late?! You didn't even warn me before you suddenly died, you scared the hell out of me!!!"

Dust billowed up as the two wrestled and changed positions.

Xie Hanfeng grabbed Chi Buwan's hair, and Chi Buwan pinched Xie Hanfeng's face.

Not Too Late: "Can sudden death really give you advance notice? It's all because of that lousy book you recommended to me! Would this have happened without that book?! Huh?!"

Xie Hanfeng: "Who the hell knew you'd stay up all night reading this book? I was genuinely scared to death!"

337, standing between the two: [Stop fighting! Please stop fighting!!]

The two rolled to the ground. Chi Buwan pinned Xie Hanfeng down, his fingers grabbing Xie Hanfeng's face, while Xie Hanfeng pushed his face away with his palm.

Chi Buwan: "How long the hell have you been here?"

Xie Hanfeng: "I just got here, damn it."

After another roll, Xie Hanfeng took over pressing down on Chi Buwan, and the two of them pushed each other's faces without any mercy.

Xie Hanfeng: "And you?!"

Not too late: "It's been almost half a day!"

337 looked at the two of them and gradually fell silent.

So it turns out the host was just greeting a friend...

The way the host greets his friends is quite unique.