Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

After finishing her sentence, Fu Yao waved her hand and walked towards her room.

"Aren't you going to eat something?" Shen Chunri asked.

"It's probably impossible now," Xie Weixing said, arms crossed, leaning against Tan Suiting, his eyes full of pity. "Junior Uncle, one must face reality."

"Shut up," Yu Xintang said.

Xie Weixing: "Oh."

Fu Yao entered the room.

Xie Weixing and Tan Suiting sat down and, very naturally, opened the food box and began taking out plates.

Shen Chunri was shocked: "You two still dare to eat?"

Xie Weixing was bewildered: "Our relationship isn't some kind of murder or robbery, what's the big deal? Even if a pig kicks someone down the mountain, they still get fed the next day."

"Junior Uncle still hasn't persuaded you to change your minds?" Shen Chunri raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the expressionless Yu Xintang beside him, "Even Young Master Yu can't eat, and you two still dare to eat."

Yu Xintang raised her hand with gentle grace, her knuckles clenching so tightly that a dull cracking sound rang out. Her tone was calm: "If a pig kicks someone, I will indeed feed it, but the next day, I will slaughter the pig."

Xie Weixing was shocked and furiously impotent: "Big brother, I have a family now, do you have to be so heartless?"

Shen Chunri clicked his tongue: "You two really are? I thought it was Xie Kunkun who couldn't stand Master and wanted to anger him to death."

"Is Feng Jilan really worth me selling my body for? Do you think I'm Yu Xintang?"

Young Master Yu remained unmoved and raised his hand to grasp the Jianxuan Fuling.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Shen Chunri quickly pulled him back. "Never mind, Young Master Yu, the Dao Seeking Sect is right here—"

Xie Weixing turned and hugged Tan Suiting, who firmly hugged him back, turning to face Yu Xintang. The meaning was clear: if you want to beat Xie Weixing, beat him to death first.

"I don't care who's next to me, get out of the way." There was no pity for her junior brothers in Yu Xintang's eyes, only the determination to fight Xie Weixing to the death today.

"No, no, try to think positively," Shen Chunri hugged his waist tightly. "Cheer up, at least now you only have to give one gift of money..."

"Does this young master lack that little bit?!" Yu Xintang retorted angrily, her voice distorted and almost cracking.

Suddenly, the sound of a wooden board being struck rang out.

"Who is it?" Shen Chunri turned his head amidst his busy schedule.

Xie Weixing got up and walked over unhurriedly: "Cao Cao."

She's the junior sister from the Daoist Sect who plays the flute.

"Who did you draw for tomorrow's competition?" Jiang Yinhuan asked directly, glancing at the snake woman behind her who was clinging to Yu Xintang's waist, and raising an eyebrow.

It's normal for Feng Hua Sect to be abnormal.

"The Demon Realm," Xie Weixing replied, "What?"

"We've run into the Free and Unfettered Sect," Jiang Yinhuan said. "The Heavenly Profound Sect withdrew from the sect competition, so now the Spirit Realm team is one less than the other two realms, putting them at a disadvantage. Now we've run into each other from within the same realm."

"What are you trying to say?" Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow. "Wait a minute, who's talking about your inner circle?"

"We are all sects in the Spirit Realm," Huo Jiangmei behind Jiang Yinhuan said coldly. "Although we are competitors, since this is a competition between the three realms, we are naturally one family and must unite against external forces. This is the custom of the sect competition, and it is not only the Spirit Realm that does this."

"Who's related to your family?" Xie Weixing glanced at her from head to toe, a smile playing on his lips. "Stop fooling around. If you want to enter the Fenghua Sect, follow the proper procedures. If you're just kindly pointing the way, go to the Changsheng Hall to find an elderly woman surnamed Feng who makes osmanthus cakes. This whole thing involving two families is just ridiculous, isn't it?"

Jiang Yinhuan frowned: "You guys..."

"Can't you understand what my senior brother is saying?" Shen Chunri walked over, quickly gathering green poisonous mist in his hand, his brows furrowed with impatience. "We're not on the same side, so get lost, masked girl."

Jiang Yinhuan wanted to say something, but Huo Jiangmei stopped her.

"Incomprehensible," she said coldly.

Yu Xintang stood in front of Xie Weixing and Shen Chunri, her beautiful, auspicious eyes and brows carrying a faint chill, her tone even bordering on gentle: "There can only be one first place. The sect competition is just a contest for us. Fenghua Sect has no interest in making friends with other sects, and even less in associating with others. Whether it's the Spirit Realm or the Demon Realm, they are all the same to us, rivals. You want to form an alliance? We have no interest. Do whatever you want, Fenghua Sect will not participate."

"You all have some pretty harsh words," Jiang Yinhuan sneered, laughing in exasperation. She found the people in front of her utterly baffling. "The Three Realms Grand Competition has never seen a sect engage in one-on-one combat. Does that mean your Feng Hua Sect is the only one destined for greatness?"

"Am I a chosen one of heaven?" Shen Chunri crossed his arms, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He glanced at Huo Jiangmei beside him, then looked back at her. "Six years ago at Wanjian Mountain, when I beat your senior sister so badly that all her bones were shattered, you should have understood this question."

"You!" Jiang Yinhuan's eyes widened, pain flashing in them as if recalling distant memories. "This is outrageous!"

The spirit-disturbing flute instantly appeared in her hand.

"boom--!"

A burst of silver-blue lightning erupted instantly, carrying the chaotic spatial rifts straight towards Jiang Yinhuan.

Huo Jiangmei reacted swiftly, raising his hand to block the attack and retreating dozens of meters with his junior sister.

No one could see the shadow clearly. Tan Suiting appeared before them, his expression indifferent, countless spiderweb-like threads crawling between his fingers, and the golden-blue of his heterochromatic eyes growing increasingly dark.

"If you don't want to die, take your men and get out of here," he issued his final ultimatum, his eyes coldly lowered. "Three."

"You think we wanted to come here?!" Jiang Yinhuan retorted. "Do you really think your Feng Hua Sect is some kind of cushy prize?!"

"Alright, Xiao Jiu," Huo Jiangmei turned her head to stop her, "Let's go."

"Senior Sister!"

"Whether to cooperate or not is indeed the sect's own choice," Huo Jiangmei raised her head, "I hope you won't regret it."

"Perfect timing," Xie Weixing said, putting his hand on Tan Suiting's shoulder and smiling brightly at them. "Fenghua Sect never regrets what they do."

"Exactly," Shen Chunri snorted, "I chose these medicinal herbs myself. Even if they're poisonous, I can still eat them. You don't need to worry about it!"