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

As evening approached, the two returned to the courtyard.

Yu Luoning sat on the veranda and, seeing the two return, her gaze fell on Song Chi.

Oh dear! The handsome young man has turned into a big, spotted cat.

"Did you fall?"

Song Chi walked over without explaining.

Yu Luoning then told him to take off his clothes so she could take a look, just in case he broke his bones.

Song Chi is too ruthless to himself; he could probably grit his teeth and remain calm even if his bones were broken.

Song Chi hesitated, her ears turning bright red.

Yu Luoning couldn't help but find his expression amusing.

In my past life, when I was bored, I would scroll through short videos and watch those handsome guys with bare chests and exposed abs twisting and turning.

Not only does she not spend money, she doesn't even bother to give a single like. She's afraid that people on her WeChat Moments will discover her lowbrow tastes.

Having seen so many handsome men, why would she have any feelings for a young boy?

What's so attractive about someone with such a thin frame?

"If you're too embarrassed, then forget it. Here's some medicine; apply it yourself."

Yu Luoning took out some pills from her Qiankun bag and gave them to him.

There are medicines for treating internal injuries and external injuries.

The clerk stood to the side and whispered, "Sister, it was Prince Feng who did it. He specifically sought out Brother Song Chi to spar today, and everyone else noticed something was wrong."

Yu Luoning paused for a moment.

She looked down at the bruises on Song Chi's face and remained silent for a moment.

Then she cursed Feng Qiguang in her mind.

He's stubborn and can't bring himself to confront her, so he takes his anger out on Song Chi.

Yu Luoning stroked her chin, pondering Feng Qiguang's thoughts.

Could this guy really think he's interested in Song Chi?

She said that she couldn't possibly have only one man in the future, but she couldn't be so inhuman as to prey on the people around her, could she?

So what has she become?

Yu Luoning was both annoyed and amused.

She slipped the pill into Song Chi's hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come back early tomorrow night."

The clerk blinked: "Why?"

Yu Luoning: "I'm leaving. Let's have a good meal together as a farewell dinner."

The courtyard was quiet for a moment.

The clerk was stunned for several seconds before she reacted, her eyes instantly reddening: "Sister, where are you going?"

"Go and gain experience." Yu Luoning ruffled her hair. "It's not like you're not coming back, why are you crying?"

The clerk sniffed and said nothing more.

Song Chi stood to the side, head down, clutching the pill, without uttering a sound.

He knew this day would come.

But when that day actually arrived, my heart ached.

The next day, just as dawn broke.

Yu Luoning went to the market early to buy ingredients.

Meat dishes like chicken and duck are basically impossible to buy if you don't get there early.

Phoenix City is home to many ordinary people, and the market is bustling from early morning, with vendors calling out their wares and creating a lively atmosphere.

If I didn't possess spiritual power, I would have really thought I had returned to an ancient town.

Today, she wore a bamboo-green dress with a skirt as smooth as emerald waves, which made her figure appear exceptionally graceful.

The mouse peeked its head out from the inner pocket of her crossbody bag.

"Master, someone is following you. They've been following you the whole way. I recognize their aura."

Yu Luoning didn't move her eyes and continued forward.

She first went to a steamed bun shop, sat at the door, ordered a plate of steamed buns, and ate them bite by bite with vinegar.

After buying the groceries, I put them into my Qiankun bag.

I wandered aimlessly around the market for a while, and then turned into a washroom alley.

Two women stood at the entrance of the alley, dressed in light red gauze, smiling as they looked at the passersby.

Her eyes sparkled with a natural allure, drawing glances from passersby who would quickly avert their gazes, blushing as they walked away.

Yu Luoning paused for a moment, then glanced at him openly.

She not only loves looking at handsome men, but she also loves looking at beautiful women.

"Would you like to come in and have some fun, young lady?" One of the women waved to her, laughing heartily.

Another one chimed in, "Come on, we not only have women here, but also charming and understanding husbands. I guarantee you'll be so happy you won't want to leave."

Yu Luoning laughed as she listened.

With the mindset that "since I'm already here," she lifted her foot, about to step through the door.

A hand suddenly grabbed her arm from behind and pulled her backward.

Yu Luoning turned around, and as expected, it was Feng Qiguang.

His expression was not pleasant, and he said coldly, "Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Yu Luoning lowered her head, quietly pressed her lips to the ground, and followed him.

The two boarded the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the scent of sandalwood was faint, and the curtains were drawn down.

The two sat facing each other in silence for a moment.

Feng Qiguang spoke first, "Do you know what kind of place that is, yet you still went in?"

Yu Luoning: "I know! The brothel, huh? When there are no men around, you have to find some fun for yourself, right?"

She admitted it very readily.

Feng Qiguang's eyes turned dark and deep.

His hand gripped her wrist, tightening his grip even more.

Yu Luoning frowned: "Did you hurt me?"

"In a place like that, anything will do for you?"

Yu Luoning looked up at him: "What does this have to do with you? Didn't you find it unacceptable? Let's part ways amicably and wish each other well. If you think more positively, your Dao heart might even be more stable."

Feng Qiguang gritted his teeth, "You might as well just make me die of anger."

Yu Luoning's expression fell, and she said in a low voice, "That won't do, it hurts my heart..."

Feng Qiguang chuckled, stared at her for a while, and then suddenly asked, "What's with your name? Is your name Yu Xiaoguai or Yu Luoning?"

Yu Luoning was startled, not expecting to be exposed so quickly.

"Yu Luoning," she said.

Feng Qiguang said in disbelief, "You won't even tell me your real name. Have you ever had a shred of sincerity towards me?"

Yu Luoning asked, "Is that important?"

Feng Qiguang looked directly at her. "Of course. I don't even know your real name, how could I be so clueless..."

He stopped before finishing the second half of his sentence.

Yu Luoning blinked, thinking to himself, what if he knew that the name was given by his rival Li Yunyu? Wouldn't he explode again?

Yu Luoning: "Who told you to chase me so relentlessly? I was barely able to escape, how could I dare use my real name?"

"So the katakana was used."

Phoenix Perching Light's momentum weakened.

Just as he was thinking of saying something, the Spirit Conch in Yu Luoning's jade bracelet space started to ring.

Is it Xing Qi?

Feng Qiguang looked at her, paused, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Luoning: "Wait a minute, I need to take this call first. Oh no, I mean, it's a telepathic call. Someone is looking for me."

He took out an exquisite conch shell and placed it beside his ear.

The sound quality of the conch shell ritual instrument is so good that it's indistinguishable from having hands-free mode on in a quiet car.

Feng Qiguang, sitting opposite him, raised an eyebrow slightly, said nothing, and just watched and listened.

"Ningning, I think I'm sick."

The boy's soft, slightly aggrieved voice came through clearly.

Upon hearing this voice, Yu Luoning softened her tone considerably: "What's wrong? Are you sick? Come on, tell me, where does it hurt?"

"My heart... always feels sore and astringent. I can't muster the energy to do anything."

Feng Qiguang stared intently at the conch shell, listening to the boy inside softly calling out to Ningning, and he almost laughed in exasperation.

Looking at Yu Luoning, who was speaking softly to the conch shell, where was the same confident and unyielding demeanor he had shown to him just moments before?

This blatant double standard is just taking advantage of his feelings for her.

Yu Luoning was completely unaware that her heart was now completely focused on the other side of the conch shell.

"Have you taken any pills? If all else fails, ask your brother."

"Another brother?" Feng Qiguang's brow twitched.

Xingqi: "My brother told me not to think about you."

Yu Luoning: "..."

Yu Luoning's lips twitched, and as she looked up, her gaze inadvertently met a pair of red and cold eyes.

Feng Qiguang stared at him and snorted coldly: "Yu Luoning, you did a really good job."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, swiftly lifted the carriage curtain, and strode off the carriage, the curtain snapping open as he walked away.

"Ningning, there's someone with you. Why does that voice sound so old..."

Yu Luoning raised her hand to cover her face.

"It's nothing, just a stranger."

She hastily cut off the telepathic communication, breathed a sigh of relief, and jumped off the carriage.

The streets are bustling with people, but there's no trace of Feng Qiguang anymore.

Yu Luoning stood there, feeling a fleeting pang of guilt. For about three tenths of a second.

Then she went home.

These days, those who put their hearts into it are broken, while those who put their bodies into it are ascended to heaven.

Her current thoughts on Feng Qiguang are simple: if they can get along, great; if not, she won't force it. Anyway, she's not in a hurry.

As for whether he's in a hurry or not...

What does this have to do with her?

She's been very understanding; she's even proactively given the other person the power to decide on the relationship.