This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Qingfeng originally thought that his master would at least give them a lecture.

Unexpectedly, the only question the master asked them from beginning to end was whether they were injured.

This unconditional trust struck Qingfeng like a thunderclap, dispelling the last lingering gloom in his heart caused by the murder.

With such a teacher, what more could one ask for in life?

The two students exchanged a smile and decided to drop the matter.

On the other hand, Wang Yangming was filled with anxiety after returning home.

Wang, the scholar, noticed his unusual behavior and questioned him seriously.

After hearing Wang Yangming's explanation, Wang Juren was also taken aback.

However, he was a worldly man who knew his place, and he quickly calmed down after the initial shock.

He then wrote several letters overnight and ordered his servants to send them to the Lijiang Prefecture.

In order to be prepared for any eventuality.

Wang Yangming, puzzled, asked:

"Father, is there really no concern about this matter? That is the Crown Prince of Cheng."

Wang Qingdu, with his hands behind his back, gazed at the bright moon in the sky and sighed leisurely.

"Sigh, nobody can say for sure."

"If this Crown Prince Cheng has more of a chivalrous spirit, then it's fine; if he suffers a loss, he can simply use his own methods to get back at him."

"But if he only sees himself as a member of the royal family or a member of the powerful, then it's probably not that simple."

Wang Yangming nodded; that was also his concern.

In the silence, Wang Qingdu couldn't help but think of Li Daoxuan's miraculous methods, hoping that he might be able to turn misfortune into good fortune in the end.

He stopped thinking about it. He had done his best, and all that was left was to leave it to fate.

For the next few days, everything was calm and peaceful, without the slightest disturbance.

What Wang Yangming feared did not happen.

Li Daoxuan remained in seclusion in his room. The refining and nurturing of the medicine furnace was still one crucial step away from completion, and all the runes and divine incantations were at a critical juncture.

At such a critical juncture, he couldn't afford to be distracted even for a second.

On the morning of the third day after returning, the first day of the tenth lunar month, we officially entered the early winter season.

Mingyue, who was meditating in the room, suddenly broke out of her meditative state and turned to look at the other side.

After a moment of contemplation, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

She hurriedly put on her clothes, got out of bed, slipped on her shoes, and opened the door.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard the sound of a broom sweeping the floor.

"Good morning, junior sister."

Mingyue nodded, a hint of anticipation in her eyes, and said:

"Good morning, senior brother. Just now..."

Qingfeng knew what she wanted to ask, and nodded with a smile:

"Okay, it's done."

Mingyue was overjoyed, made a hand seal, bowed, and said:

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, on entering the path of immortality. From now on, the Great Dao is within reach, and the path to immortality is boundless."

Qingfeng stood there, one hand supporting himself with a broom, the other scratching the back of his head, and laughed:

"I'm nothing compared to my junior sister, who is a born Dao seed. Compared to her, I'm too stupid..."

Mingyue quickly straightened her expression and said seriously:

"Senior brother, you must not underestimate yourself. Although you entered the Dao a step later than me, your temperament and Daoist skills are superior to mine. Being fast for a while is not necessarily fast, and your final achievement is still unknown."

Qingfeng smiled and nodded, saying:

"I understand, junior sister is right to reprimand me."

Mingyue's serious expression instantly melted away, and she tilted her head and smiled sweetly, saying:

"Senior brother, I'm hungry. I want to eat jujube cake."

Qingfeng laughed heartily, casually putting down the broom and saying:

"Okay, I'll go buy it for you right away."

Since the great upheaval, Mingyue only showed this girlish side of herself in front of him and her master.

As the senior brother, how could he not satisfy this junior sister with a tragic background?

After leaving the house and going out onto the street, Qingfeng bought some jujube cakes and vegetables and then prepared to go back.

Just as I reached the alley entrance, I came face to face with the Wang siblings who were walking into the alley.

The three met and greeted each other.

Wang Jingshu, carrying a vermilion lacquered food box, smiled with a hint of self-satisfaction and said to Qingfeng:

"Senior Brother, I brought you... and Senior Sister breakfast. I made it myself..."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng smiled warmly and took the food box, saying:

"Junior sister, you're so kind. I must try it!"

Wang Yangming, standing to the side, smirked and looked at Qingfeng with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

After noticing this, Wang Jingshu gave him a forced smile and stomped on his foot hard, causing Wang Yangming to jump up and down in pain, clutching his foot.

"Wow...hiss...you murdered your own brother...!"

Wang Jingshu snorted and ignored him, then pulled Qingfeng by the sleeve and walked towards the courtyard.

"Don't mind him, senior brother. Go back and try the breakfast I made."

Qingfeng, not understanding what was going on, was pulled back to the courtyard by Wang Jingshu.

It wasn't until he opened the food box, took out a piece of food that could barely be identified as an egg, and took a bite that he finally understood why Wang Yangming had that expression.

Seeing Qingfeng frowning, his features contorted in a frown, Wang Jingshu said somewhat guiltily:

"What's wrong? Is it... bad?"

Qingfeng swallowed the charred egg in his mouth with difficulty, and reluctantly gave a thumbs up, saying:

"Hmm...not bad."

Mingyue, unable to see their expressions, assumed it was something delicious and handed over her bowl, saying:

"Senior brother, give me one."

Qingfeng hugged the food box tightly and laughed:

"My junior sister rarely makes such delicious breakfast, I'm going to enjoy it all by myself..."

Wang Jingshu was overjoyed to hear this, but Mingyue was so clever that she immediately noticed the clue in Qingfeng's deliberately emphasized word "delicious" and instantly understood the truth.

So she smiled and said:

"Alright, then I won't argue with you."

Finally, having no other choice, Qingfeng mustered all his courage and devoured the entire portion of the culinary disaster in the food box.

Seeing Qingfeng's mouth full of black ink, Wang Yangming couldn't help but give a thumbs up and click his tongue in amazement:

"Tsk tsk tsk... Senior Brother, my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and boundless. I am truly impressed..."

Qingfeng suppressed the urge to vomit and bowed to Wang Yangming.

Wang Jingshu was completely unaware, assuming that Qingfeng genuinely enjoyed the breakfast she made.

So he happily said:

"Since you like it, senior brother, I'll make it for you again tomorrow..."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng felt a chill run down his spine and quickly made an excuse:

"Uh...no need. Well...I'll be practicing fasting starting tomorrow, so I shouldn't eat too much. I won't trouble you, junior sister."

Hearing him say that, Wang Jingshu reluctantly gave up.

Wang Yangming and Mingyue couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The small courtyard was filled with endless laughter and joy, making even the winter morning feel warm and cozy, without a trace of chill.

Human kindness is beyond compare.

No matter how much pain one experiences, under the comfort of this purest affection, there will always be a day when one is healed.

May you all be accompanied by warmth throughout your lives, and live a life without regrets.