Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

"Brother and sister, come this way, come this way! I have some delicious food at home, and I'm sure you'll like it."

Yu Luoning was dragged along, and helplessly let her go.

Xing Qi followed behind, watching this scene, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.

Yu Luoning turned around and saw him smiling. She asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ningning said she didn't want to get involved in other people's business, but she really enjoyed the fight just now."

"I did that because you were there, right? I have a strong backer standing behind me, how could I back down?"

Xing Qi said earnestly, "Ningning can also become my support in the future."

Yu Luoning couldn't help but applaud upon hearing this.

This child understands her.

Becoming stronger is her goal.

Mountains crumble, people run away; Yu Luoning's motto is to rely on herself and have faith in herself.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled at Xingqi, "Perfect, let you experience life in the mortal realm. Hurry up and catch up."

Xing Qi followed, walked to the side, and asked:

"Life in the mortal world?"

"It's about the warmth of everyday life, the simple things like cooking together as a family, happily and busily making the most of our time."

He stayed in the Star-Picking Palace for many years. The palace was quiet and full of spiritual energy. Everything was good, except that it was never lively or bustling.

Ahead, the clerk skipped and hopped, his face beaming with joy.

"Brother and sister, my parents will be so happy to see you. My mother's red rice dumplings are delicious, you must try them."

Yu Luoning listened without saying anything and let her drag her away.

Before long, they arrived at a small fishing village, where the air was filled with the smell of fish.

The scribe lived in a small house in the northwest corner. The house was made of a few planks of wood, and the roof was corroded by seawater and was about to collapse.

Yu Luoning stood at the door and looked around without saying a word.

The clerk pushed open the door and rushed inside, shouting, "Father, Mother, I'm home!"

Inside the room, a thin man was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeding the woman on the bed spoonful by spoonful of medicine.

Hearing the noise, he turned around abruptly.

Wenshu Niang also tried her best to sit up, but she was too weak to sit still.

When the couple saw their daughter, their eyes were filled with tears, and the three of them immediately embraced and wept bitterly.

"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!..."

Yu Luoning stood at the door, not going in, just watching.

Xingqi stood beside her without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, the scribe looked up and was stunned to see two otherworldly figures at the door.

"The two celestial beings saved the document; their kindness is beyond measure, and I have no way to repay them."

"Xianlang?"

Yu Luoning almost burst out laughing.

The clerk rushed out from inside and pulled her inside by the hand.

"Father, you shouldn't call me Immortal Boy, you should call me Immortal Lord."

The old man realized what was happening and said, "Little Immortal Lord, I'm so sorry. Thank you and your wife for saving my life."

couple?

Yu Luoning felt that her father, the scribe, had a strange look in his eyes. She and Xing Qi looked more like siblings than husband and wife.

Despite being a head taller than her, Xing Qi had such a docile demeanor that he didn't exude the composed aura of a husband standing next to her.

"You've misunderstood, this is my younger brother."

The clerk's father quickly apologized, looking terrified.

If he hadn't misheard, the fairy on the other side used a respectful term.

Which cultivator doesn't look down on mortals as if they were ants? They rarely use honorifics, let alone show any kindness or gentleness.

The fairy actually used a respectful term. The scribe's father felt that he must be dreaming. He was in a daze, his face turned red again and again, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Xingqi stood beside her, remaining silent.

Just as her father misunderstood, for some reason, her heart fluttered, and even her ears turned slightly red.

couple?

He pondered the word in his mind for a moment, and unconsciously looked at the couple.

The clerk's father and mother should be no more than twenty years old.

Their faces were weathered and their temples were gray, making them look nothing like people in their thirties, but rather like two elderly people crushed by the years.

My brother once said that life is full of suffering, and ordinary people are like ants, struggling all their lives.

Only then did he truly understand.

Before he could think any further, the clerk had already pushed his father out:

"Sister, don't mind him. That's just how my father is. He assumes any young man or woman he sees is a couple. Please come in."

Then he said, "Father, go and start the fire to cook. I'll feed Mother her medicine."

Only then did the scribe's father realize what was happening and walked towards the cooking shed outside.

He looked at the water vat beside him, in which was a large yellow croaker. This fish was originally intended to nourish Wenshu Niang, but now it was being used to entertain the two immortals. He wondered if the two immortals would be satisfied.

The clerk ran to the bedside and fed her mother the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

Yu Luoning and Xing Qi then stepped into the room.

The house was bare, with only a table, a bed, and fishing nets and gear piled up in the corner.

There wasn't even a decent stool.

Yu Luoning looked around, then casually sat down on the threshold, lifting her skirt to the side as far as she could, without any sign of disgust.

The threshold was just big enough for two people to sit on, so Xingqi sat down next to her.

As he sat down, he caught a glimpse of Yu Luoning's white dress out of the corner of his eye; the hem of the dress had been stained.

Xingqi didn't say anything, but quietly raised his sleeve and wiped away the dust for her.

The scribe's wife lay in bed watching this scene, feeling deeply distressed.

She wanted the two immortal lords to sit on the bed, but she was afraid that her terrible body would smell bad, so she could only lie down, moving her lips but saying nothing.

After feeding the medicine, Wenshu ran over excitedly to chat with Yu Luoning and Xing Qi.

Children have very accurate intuition; they can tell at a glance who is easy to get along with and who is not.

Otherwise, the document would not have been issued today in such a desperate attempt to seek help.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

Yu Luoning looked over, stood up, dusted off the hem of her clothes, and walked to the door.

Seven or eight villagers, each with a look of unease and a hint of indignation at being driven to the brink of despair.

At the very back of the crowd stood a young man, dark-skinned and thin, wearing tattered shoes and a blue shirt, his clothes faded from washing.

Among the group of people, Yu Luoning noticed the child at a glance.

His back was ramrod straight, and his eyes, like those of a wolf cub, were full of ferocity.

"You cultivators are having a good time fighting, but we're the ones suffering. If the Sea Dragon Palace comes after us, the entire Hundred Islands Bay will never have peace."

Before the leading man could finish speaking, he was suddenly sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground, where he remained for a long time without getting up.

The other party was not a cultivator, and Yu Luoning held back her strength in that kick; it wouldn't have killed him.

After all, she's not used to killing people casually yet; the other party only said a few harsh words, which weren't enough to kill her.

The other side has a large number of people, and reasoning with them might not work. We'll have to use force to intimidate them a little.

As expected, upon seeing this, the courage that everyone had just mustered immediately dissipated by more than half.

Yu Luoning: "Knowing we are cultivators, you still dare to speak so arrogantly to us?"

"You only treat us well because you think we're easy to talk to, and the people from the Sea Dragon Palace are not to be trifled with. Do you really think cultivators are pushovers?"

All around was silent.

Several villagers immediately knelt down and repeatedly said, "Please forgive us, Immortal."

Yu Luoning noticed that the boy standing in the corner was not kneeling.

He looked at Yu Luoning, his lips pressed tightly together, his eyes filled with passion.

The only exception was Yu Luoning, who was used to the fear of cultivators that others had.

Yu Luoning couldn't help but glance at him again.

"Hey, what's your name? You've got some backbone."