My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

Outside the stone platform, two cultivators stood suspended in mid-air.

The one on the left has a round face and wears a black robe, with a naturally smiling face; the one on the right wears only brown trousers, has a bare bronze upper body, and wears a gold, silver, and bronze armlet on his left arm, looking like someone you don't want to mess with.

Seeing that there was still no movement from inside the thatched hut, the shirtless man was about to call out again when a sword light suddenly shot out from inside the hut.

The two men felt a slight unease and were about to make a move when they discovered that the sword light was not heading towards them, but instead flew towards an uninhabited place.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, another figure rushed out of the thatched hut, running all the way to the edge of the stone platform. He almost fell into the abyss before managing to stop his flying sword, his face full of surprise and relief.

Rough!

The two of them were simultaneously making their own assessments.

Although he hadn't paid close attention, he had already observed the distance of the sword flight and concluded that this was just a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This is exactly the effect Xu Yan wanted.

It's normal for writers to be good at understanding characters' psychology, right?

Since it was the Poisonous Scholar who released the news, the fact that he originally had no cultivation should have spread as well.

It's been less than three months since I left the Immortal Workshop. Starting from scratch, no matter how extraordinary my talent is, I'd be lucky to reach the third or fourth level of Qi Refining.

Foundation building?

Are you dreaming?

He deliberately displayed the flying sword to use psychological inertia to dispel the other party's suspicions—logically, he would be too afraid to dodge, let alone have the courage to stand up.

Xu Yan put the flying sword to his side before looking up at the newcomer with a wary and defensive expression.

He Tiannan walked out of the thatched hut with a stern face and scolded in a low voice, "Nonsense!"

Xu Yan lowered his head in shame and vigorously rubbed the wild grass at his feet with the sole of his shoe, vividly portraying a rebellious teenager who had been scolded!

He originally planned to come out with the braised egg on his head, but He Tiannan flipped his hand and took out a hood made of some unknown material, which he then put directly on his head.

Well, not only has she grown long hair, but her appearance has also changed. She looks like she's only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Xu Yan was immediately shocked, and her gaze towards He Tiannan became somewhat scrutinizing.

You actually possess such a treasure? You must be a cultivator with quite a story!

Master He stroked his beard and chuckled, offering no explanation.

The flaw that was most likely to arouse suspicion was repaired, and Xu Yan acted according to the plan, which led to the scene just now.

He Tiannan glared at Xu Yan and snorted coldly. When he looked up, his expression had changed to one of resistance and indifference: "So it's Fellow Daoist Mu and Fellow Daoist Jin. What brings you two here?"

His tone was harsh, he skipped all the polite small talk, and made no attempt to hide his dissatisfaction.

Just as the bare-chested Jin Huanzi was about to speak, he was stopped by Mu Cunshan in black robes.

His gaze fell on Xu Yan, and he smiled, "Is this your esteemed disciple? How come I've never heard of him before?"

He Tiannan glared at Xu Yan, looking every bit the disapproving teacher: "My disciple is unruly; please forgive my poor performance, fellow Daoists."

Xu Yan guessed that the other party had already suspected him, so he curled his lips, put on a stupid look that he didn't care about anyone, took out another flying sword, and drove the two swords back and forth to further reinforce the stereotype that he was just a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Mu Cunshan thought to himself that he was overestimating himself, then looked away and cupped his hands in greeting: "Fellow Daoist Mu and I just met Fellow Daoist Ruan. I'm sure Fellow Daoist He has already guessed the purpose of our visit."

"I apologize, but I live a secluded life in the mountains and have nothing of value. I truly do not know what you two desire!"

Jin Huanzi glared, about to explode.

Mu Cunshan stopped him again, his gaze meaningful: "Fellow Daoist He, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The implication is that everyone's in the same boat, and nobody knows anyone else.

He Tiannan's voice grew even colder: "Only this old man and my unworthy disciple are here. If you two don't believe me, then search us as you please!"

Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, her persona was about to collapse!

Oh my dear Master He, you're a great cultivator about to advance to the Nascent Soul stage! You just search me like that? Don't you have any dignity? At this point, it would be more reasonable to be firmer!

But he dared not show any abnormality, let alone pass on any messages to He Tiannan. He was afraid that even blinking would arouse the other party's suspicion.

With a change of heart, he immediately revealed an angry expression, glaring hatefully at Mu and Jin, looking like he dared not speak out against his anger.

She looked at He Tiannan with dissatisfaction, as if to say: How could you let them run wild?

Mu Cunshan's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity: "In that case, I'm sorry to offend you!"

After saying this, he landed on the stone platform.

Unexpectedly, He Tiannan suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

Mu Cunshan landed on his feet: "What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

He Tiannan said coldly, "If we find the person, I naturally have nothing to say. But what if we don't?"

Xu Yan secretly applauded; this was a good attempt to salvage the situation, though somewhat forced and still potentially arousing suspicion.

Jin Huanzi finally got a chance to speak, her voice as shrill as a broken gong: "If we can't find it, we can't find it. What else can we do?"

He Tiannan burst into laughter, but there was no real joy in it: "Coming and going as you please? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

Mu Cunshan didn't want to escalate the conflict, so he stopped Jin Huanzi for the third time. After thinking for a moment, he took out a magic spell and stacked it neatly on top of the other side of the screen: "If you find it, I will exchange it for this magic spell."

"Can't find it?"

"Then let this incantation serve as an apology!"

He Tiannan stepped aside, staring intently at the empty space in front of him, his gaze subtly shifting: "In that case, please, both of you!"

He Tiannan stepped aside so readily, which made Mu Cunshan hesitate. Had he misunderstood?

But he keenly noticed the change in He Tiannan's eyes and immediately reaffirmed his initial judgment: Could it be that he was just putting on a brave front?

Xu Yan instinctively felt there was a flaw in this scene, so he quickly added some drama for himself, showing a face full of anger but forced to suppress it, calling out "Master" and glaring angrily at Mu and Jin.

He barely glanced at the magic formula from beginning to end, acting as if he were well-informed and had plenty of money.

With He Tiannan's cultivation level, surely he could produce a spiritual technique?

"Step back!" He Tiannan reprimanded in a deep voice.

Xu Yan's chest heaved violently. He angrily flung his sleeves, strode to the edge of the stone platform, hugged his legs, and sulked.

It didn't steal the spotlight from the main character; instead, it provided an excellent foil.

Mu Cunshan chuckled inwardly. He had actually taken in such a troublesome fellow. He was bound to cause trouble in the future, and when that happened, wouldn't it be the man surnamed He who would have to step in and sort things out?

His reputation is ruined in his later years!

However, He Tiannan's attitude seems a bit off. Could that look he gave earlier have been intentional?

"Fellow Daoist He?" He cupped his hands in greeting and gestured with his eyes toward the thatched hut.

He Tiannan snorted coldly and looked away.

Mu Cunshan immediately gave Jin Huanzi a wink, signaling him to search the thatched hut, while he himself remained rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.

Jin Huanzi leaped into the thatched hut and searched it thoroughly, making a lot of noise, and it was clear that he hadn't found anything.

Mu Cunshan smiled knowingly and slowly walked up to He Tiannan: "I've heard that you are particularly skilled in the art of concealing your power within your sleeve. I wonder if you could demonstrate it to me?"