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

Tan Suiting obediently tilted his head back and leaned in to kiss Xie Weixing's soft cheek. His lips were slightly cool and carried a faint fragrance from his recent bath.

Xie Weixing smiled slightly, his peach-blossom-shaped eyes curved gently, and his nose was handsome; he was clearly very satisfied.

He cleared his throat and made room for the person: "Come on up."

When his senior brother spoke, Tan Suiting finally smiled. With a blanket draped over him and a pillow in his hand, he dragged his whole family onto the bed, reached out and hugged Xie Weixing's waist, whispering, "Senior brother, you smell so good."

"I stole Yu Xintang's high-grade scented bath pills and used them," Xie Weixing said calmly.

"Oh," Tan Suiting rested her chin on his shoulder, "I use that one too."

Xie Weixing: ?

"I can steal it by myself," Xie Weixing said anxiously. "If you use it, he'll find out. What kind of good person uses a box of scented bath pills every three days?"

Tan Suiting turned his head away, blinked calmly, and pretended not to hear.

He thought his senior brother used the second senior brother's scented bath pills and they smelled really good, so he started using them too.

[Yu Xintang slaughtered too many pigs in his past life, and in this life, all the pigs he killed have been reincarnated to take revenge on him.]

[These two brothers definitely stole whatever good stuff they used from our Young Master Yu.]

[Dragon Mom, please give us an explanation. My son Tang'er came home crying and said someone at school took his things.]

"But we're using the same ones, aren't we?" Xie Weixing asked, a question on his face. He lifted his shirt by the collar and sniffed it. "I don't smell."

"Yes," Tan Suiting leaned closer and gently nuzzled his chin against him, "it smells good."

"Is there any risk that we're just sleeping together?" Xie Weixing cupped his face and kissed him. "Uncle Long, I'm in Shanghai now, and I'm not doing my old business anymore."

Tan Suiting was taken aback for a moment, then cooperated with him, saying sternly, "You have to do it whether you like it or not."

"Can't we do this after the sect competition?" Xie Weixing was amused by him. "My legs are about to break from all the teasing. I have a feeling that Senior Sister will give us a good scolding when she gets back."

"No," Tan Suiting said, clearly lacking confidence.

"You won't?" Xie Weixing glanced at him. "Then when Nie Zhao comes back and uses Phoenix Fire to whip people, you'd better not dodge."

Tan Suiting frowned: "My stomach hurts."

"Pretending again? Any new tricks up your sleeve?"

"It really hurts."

......

I've heard of going to sea, but what's the deal with Shanghai?

Shanghai is a municipality directly under the central government of my country, located in eastern China at the mouth of the Yangtze River, facing the Pacific Ocean. It administers 16 districts and covers a total area of ​​6340.5 square kilometers. It is a core city of the Yangtze River Delta.

I'm begging you.

I can never predict what kind of slutty words Xie Weixing will utter.

[I feel like Xie Weixing is the kind of despicable person who gets someone to send them nude photos after an online relationship, and then claims I'm afraid of needles after seeing them.]

[Not that kind]

*

"I wasn't very lucky," Fu Yao said, her eyes showing dark circles, clearly indicating she hadn't slept well the night before. "I drew the Jade Palace in the first round."

Mentioning this sect, she seemed to clear her head a bit, her eyes darkening as she explained, "The Jade Nether Palace's reputation in the Demon Realm is second only to the Profound Nether Palace. According to intelligence from the Demon Realm, a Taixu Realm expert has already appeared in the previous competition."

Xuanyou Palace is the sect that the Demon Lord once joined, and it is also the most popular sect to win this sect election.

"Oh," a female voice suddenly rang out, "Isn't this the notoriously unruly junior sister from the Feng Hua Sect? Now she's transformed into an elder and continues to flaunt her status. It seems your Spirit Realm really has no one left."

Fu Yao turned her head and looked at the woman in black veil walking from not far away. Half of her face was covered by the complicated dark veil.

He was followed by several disciples who appeared to be his personal instructors.

"Isn't that an elder from the Jade Nether Palace?"

"Why did you start arguing with Feng Hua Sect right away?"

"Does the Jade Nether Palace have a grudge against the Wind and Flower Sect?"

"Thanks to this junior uncle of Fenghua Sect, very few sects are without enmity or grudges with Fenghua Sect."

Xie Weixing glanced at her from head to toe.

Her outfit looks like something out of the Demon Realm.

Shen Chunri asked with a face full of curiosity, "Another enemy of Junior Uncle? It seems you have enemies all over the Three Realms."

Tan Suiting glanced at her sideways: "Aren't you used to it yet?"

Fu Yao smiled and said slowly, "So it was you, you bitch. You're still alive? Heaven has no eyes."

"You," the woman in black sneered, "back then you were nothing more than a beggar sweeping the streets of my Jade Nether Palace, who killed your entire family and was utterly lowly. It was only because Master Yu was kind-hearted that you were able to have a bite to eat. Now you've transformed yourself and are helping the Spirit Realm fight against the Demon Realm. Yu Fuyao, is this how you repay us? Truly, a barking dog doesn't bite."

Tan Suiting was taken aback.

Is Junior Uncle a person from the Demon Realm?

I have never heard my master or senior uncles mention this.

All he knew was that his junior uncle had a pitiful background, having been a wandering beggar in his early years. His grandmaster, while traveling, saw that she possessed superhuman strength and a unique personality, so he brought her back to the Feng Hua Sect to raise her. He made no mention of the fact that his junior uncle was born in the Demon Realm.

"How dare you mention Master Yu in front of me!" Fu Yao sneered, then suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the woman in black by the neck.

"Ugh—!" The woman's veins bulged, and her eyes widened forcefully.

"Whether I bite or not, you know best," Fu Yao said with a cruel sneer. She then ripped off her veil and bit out each word between her teeth, "Lady Qingluo."

Upon seeing the woman's true face, everyone gasped in shock.

A hideous and terrifying scar stretched from the base of her ear to the woman's chin. Most horrifyingly, Elder Qingluo's entire right ear was gone, leaving only a pitted, fleshy growth at the base of her ear.

"What are you doing!" The woman's trusted disciple reacted and was about to make a move.

"Stop!" A cold and solemn voice rang out.

Duan Qitian came upon hearing the commotion and, seeing the tense scene, felt a sharp pain in his temples.

"Feng Hua Sect!" he said, his face ashen. "Why is it you few again?!"

Lin Qiaoyu's lips twitched: "Did you all see how angry Master's face turned black? The last time this happened was when Xiao Jiu insisted that he and the sect leader of the neighboring Feng Hua Sect were old flames."

Jiang Yinhuan rolled her eyes: "That's exactly right."

"Feng Hua Sect," Yan Wuyou said calmly, "isn't that how they are? It's normal."

"I feel really sorry for Sect Leader Feng right now," Lin Qiaoyu sniffed and sighed maturely, "It's quite an achievement that he's managed to raise this group of disciples to adulthood without them getting angry to death."

They're pretty lucky to be alive.

"Who says otherwise?" Jiang Yinhuan pouted. "It's not enough to anger our own old man, now they have to come out and anger the old man of our Dao Seeking Sect. Feng Hua Sect really is a demon-locking tower. Everyone in the cultivation world should start praying to the heavens for an hour every day to pray that they will not disband. Releasing them will not do any good for society."

Lin Qiaoyu nodded repeatedly.

Huo Jiangmei paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "What does 'society' mean?"

Jiang Yinhuan blinked, stunned.

"Why are you always using words we don't understand lately?" Lin Qiaoyu raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you possessed?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yinhuan said, equally confused. "It's just... I subconsciously wanted to say it, so I just blurted it out."

Lin Qiaoyu shook her head and sneered, "It seems our Dao Seeking Sect will be close to achieving the same."

Yan Wuyou's lips twitched slightly: "Don't say that."

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