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

The boy pursed his lips, about to speak.

At this moment, the clerk ran out from inside, stood in front of Yu Luoning, opened his arms, and shouted loudly to the islanders:

"My sister knew that the Sea Dragon Palace would send more people, so she didn't leave. They are all good people and won't harm us."

These words warmed Yu Luoning's heart. She half-squatted down and pinched the document's little cheek.

"It wasn't for nothing that we stayed to save you. You little girl, you still have some conscience. I like that," Yu Luoning said with a smile.

The clerk blushed and lowered his head.

She knew her sister didn't want to get involved, but they were too weak; if they didn't fight back, they would die.

We can only turn to the fairy sister for help.

Fortunately, unlike other cultivators who are aloof and indifferent to the lives of mortals.

Her originally crisp voice lowered: "If they are from the Sea Dragon Palace, even my brother and I can't beat them, so let's run away quickly."

Yu Luoning glanced at her:

"You kid, are you just being hindsight? Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are you only saying it now?"

The clerk pursed his lips and remained silent.

Yu Luoning stopped teasing her, squatted down to be at eye level with her, and spoke with a more serious tone:

"Since the work has already been done, there's no reason to run away halfway through."

"Don't think so much at such a young age. If you can't beat them, your brother is here for you."

The document sniffed, glanced at Xing Qi, then at Yu Luoning, and finally held back her tears, whispering, "Mm."

A group of people in the crowd exchanged glances, and one of them said, "You're just talking big. How could the two of you possibly defeat the Sea Dragon Palace? Do you even know how many cultivators there are in the Sea Dragon Palace? Their ancestor is a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Major foundation repairs!

Yu Luoning was delighted.

Qi Refining Immortal Master, Foundation Establishment Grandmaster, Purple Mansion Ancestor, Golden Core Grandmaster, Nascent Soul Old Monster...

"So you mean the most powerful cultivator in the Sea Dragon Palace is only at the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Isn't that impressive enough?" the man retorted, sticking his neck out.

Yu Luoning smiled after hearing this.

Okay, then she'll put on a big show and open their eyes.

"In that case, what do you think of my cultivation level?"

She slowly raised her hands, circulating her spiritual energy, and made a grabbing motion in the air.

A golden phoenix-feather bow slowly appeared from the void, its body shimmering with light and exuding a chilling and oppressive aura.

With a gentle release, she sent an arrow flying into the sky.

Whoosh! The arrow streaked through the air in a wave of light.

With a loud bang, a giant rock taller than a person was blasted into dust from a pile of distant reefs.

The air became completely still.

This display immediately terrified the islanders.

Yu Luoning sheathed the Phoenix Feather Bow, her expression unchanged. "So? Can we fight the Shanghai Dragon Palace?"

No one answered, and the crowd took a big step back.

The dark-skinned youth stared at Yu Luoning, his eyes gleaming.

It wasn't fear, it was longing.

Even after the crowd had dispersed, he did not leave. He stood not far from the scribe's wooden house, staring intently at Yu Luoning.

Yu Luoning felt a chill run down her spine from all the stares and quickly turned around and went back inside.

How could she not understand that look in his eyes? He clearly longed to cultivate immortality and wanted to become an apprentice.

No thanks!

She has no intention of taking on any apprentices.

At this time, the scribe's father had also prepared the meal.

The Wen family managed to scrape together four broken bowls, and even gave the two best bowls to Yu Luoning and Xing Qi.

Yu Luoning looked at the cracked white porcelain bowl, then at the anxious looks in the eyes of the three Wen family members, and said nothing.

She picked up the bowl and drank the fish soup inside in one gulp.

She had seen that look before.

In her previous life, she lived in the city from a young age, but occasionally visited her maternal grandmother's house in the countryside.

My grandmother's house is very dark.

The bowls and chopsticks had been used for many years, and there was always a ring of grime in the crevices that she could never get rid of no matter how she washed them. At that time, she was particularly disgusted with them and insisted on using disposable bowls and chopsticks every time she ate, otherwise she would refuse to eat.

Later, every time she came, her grandmother would prepare clean disposable bowls and chopsticks in advance.

She didn't think much of it at the time.

Later, my grandmother passed away.

She thought of those bowls and chopsticks, and of her grandmother's appearance, thinking about them over and over again.

She finished the whole bowl of soup and said with a smile, "It's delicious! Thank you."

The three members of the Wen family were so happy that their eyes lit up.

Xingqi sat beside him, sipping the fish soup intently.

The clerk's father filled a bowl and brought it to the clerk's mother, feeding her spoonful by spoonful. He picked out a lot of fish meat from the bowl, leaving only fish bones for himself.

The scribe gave him a reproachful look:

"You don't need so much, keep it for yourself."

"Drink more so you can get better faster."

The small house was quiet for a moment, with only the soft cough of the scribe's wife.

Xingqi looked at it for a moment, then took out a pill and placed it in Wenshu's hand, "Give it to her, it will make her better."

The clerk's eyes widened:

"Brother, is this an elixir of immortality?"

"No," Xing Qi shook his head, "it's just an ordinary pill. Real elixirs shouldn't be taken indiscriminately."

Yu Luoning, standing to the side, knew that even the ordinary pills he mentioned were many times better than those from the Eastern Treasure Continent.

The clerk carefully fed the pill to his mother.

After a few breaths, Wenshu Niang felt a warm sensation in her internal organs, and the heavy feeling that had been pressing down on her for so long gradually dissipated.

She opened her eyes and saw her daughter crying by the bedside. She raised her hand and gently touched her head.

Yu Luoning watched this scene without saying a word.

She didn't like the sounds of thanks ringing in her ears and pulled Xingqi out the door.

Two ethereal figures, a man and a woman, walked along the path of a small fishing village, the setting sun painting the sky orange-red.

Every household huddled in a corner, peering out continuously.

Yu Luoning completely ignored the people following behind her.

He casually started telling Xingqi about fishing, explaining how ordinary people make a living in this dangerous sea.

Xing Qi listened attentively, occasionally asking a question or two, his eyes filled with genuine shock.

A cultivator's life is too long; they spend their entire lives searching for the Great Dao and find it difficult to stop and observe life in the human world.

Yu Luoning told people how they lived. In their fifty years of life, they had to do many things: support their families, guard against sea monsters, deal with forces like the Sea Dragon Palace, and raise their offspring.

Yu Luoning's statement that 50 years is a long lifespan is quite true. In this world of cultivation, many ordinary people don't live past their thirties or forties.

In this immortal realm, cultivators often engage in conflict, and this conflict can endanger ordinary people from time to time.

They had no one to speak up for them, no way to protect their rights, and when they were affected, they could only blame their bad luck.

"Ningning, I see compassion in you."

Yu Luoning turned her head and raised an eyebrow. "Compassion? What's so lofty about that? I just think there should be a line between cultivators and mortals, so that cultivators can't just harm mortals at will. If they want to fight, they should fight in a deserted place. If they hurt mortals without cause, they should pay the price."

"I'm lucky to have been born into this world with all sorts of advantages. If I were an ordinary person, I probably wouldn't have survived more than three days."

Xingqi didn't understand the meaning of "golden finger," but he knew that Ningning was much kinder than she thought.

The boy behind them had caught up at some point and walked behind them at a distance, neither too close nor too far, without saying a word.

After a long silence, the young man suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Cultivators and mortals should be kept separate."

Yu Luoning paused for a moment.

The sea breeze carried a salty smell as night slowly descended.

Xing Qi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his eyes and glanced towards the sea.

"They're here!"