My whole family are full of geniuses, I really don't want to be a succubus!

The next morning, when Su Yi got up to cook, she saw Gu Wanquan diligently sawing wood in the yard.

Su Yi looked at Gu Wanquan curiously and asked, "Senior brother, you have such refined interests, doing carpentry here so early in the morning?"

"Yesterday, I got carried away during my breakthrough and poked a hole in the roof. Junior Brother Yin is sleeping in the same room as me, so I can't let him sleep in an open-air house just because of me, can I?" Gu Wanquan, holding an axe, turned around and said with a smile.

"Then I'll steam two more meat buns for my senior brother!"

"Then thank you very much, junior brother."

It was as if the confrontation between the two yesterday had never happened; they were still harmonious and like family.

While the others were still racing against time to cultivate, the two of them had plenty of time to do trivial things.

What's even more infuriating is that, ironically, these two are ranked first and second in strength within this small courtyard.

When everyone got up and sat around the table to eat, Gu Wanquan slowly walked over.

Because of the overwhelming aura that Gu Wanquan exuded yesterday, almost like an immortal, when he walked over, the expressions on the faces of the others were somewhat unnatural.

The people at the stone table deliberately kept their distance from Gu Wanquan.

Only the carefree Xiao Tian stood to Gu Wanquan's left, while a large empty space remained to Gu Wanquan's right.

Gu Wanquan's face remained smiling, revealing neither joy nor sorrow. He held the rice porridge and praised Su Yi's cooking skills.

After Su Yi brought a bucket of rice porridge from the kitchen and placed it in front of Ling Yao, she walked to Gu Wanquan's right side and handed him two steamed buns.

"Here, these are steamed buns I saved for my senior brother. They're still warm!"

Gu Wanquan stared blankly at the steamed bun Su Yi handed him for a moment, then took it, took a small bite, and praised Su Yi with a smile:

"tasty!"

"It's not as good as my senior brother praised!"

"I never lie!"

"If it's delicious, eat more!"

The scene of brotherly affection and respect left everyone holding bowls stunned.

Su Yi seemed to have shed her aggressive demeanor from yesterday, and Gu Wanquan had also hidden the arrogance that made him look down on everyone.

The two acted as if nothing had happened yesterday.

What are these two up to?

Could it be that Su Yi is hiding a knife behind her smile, and that she'll use smashing the porridge bowl as a signal for everyone to gang up on Gu Wanquan?

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Why didn't anyone notify me about something so important?

Amidst the stunned gazes of the others, Gu Wanquan finished his meal and returned to his work repairing the roof.

After washing the dishes, Su Yi took Ling Yao out.

Yin Chaoge and the others instinctively wanted to follow Su Yi, but Su Yi waved her hand and refused, saying, "We're not taking on any missions today. The two of us will just wander around!"

Ling Yao, who had been cheering with joy, suddenly looked dejected.

Under Xiao Tian's skeptical gaze, the two slowly walked out of the courtyard.

It's another sunny day; the summer morning sun is already getting quite scorching.

Two figures, one tall and one short, strolled leisurely along the mountain path under the shade of the trees.

"Why are you being so friendly with him today? Didn't you just lose to him yesterday?"

"Losing to him doesn't mean he'll kill my whole family. It's just a normal sparring match, it won't hurt our friendship!"

"Anyway, if I lose to him, I'll never speak to him again!"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't let him hit you, you'll be even for life!"

"Haha, yeah, then I'll be just as good as him for the rest of my life!"

Thinking that she was now evenly matched with Gu Wanquan, Ling Yao couldn't help but feel happy.

Skipping and hopping ahead of Su Yi, Ling Yao suddenly turned around and asked, "Su Yi, why aren't you focusing on your cultivation? At this rate, won't you be even less able to beat that white noodle in ten days?"

"White noodles?"

Su Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing that the white noodles Ling Yao mentioned were Gu Wanquan.

Su Yi was very familiar with this title before she transmigrated. Because Gu Wanquan always appeared in white robes, those who were good-looking called him "Sword Immortal Gu," while those who were envious called him "White Noodles."

Unexpectedly, the nickname given to this white-robed swordsman by players in later generations was originally coined by Empress Ling Yao.

So, could this empress be considered Gu Wanquan's earliest and most prominent hater?

"Didn't you see yesterday? He didn't even draw his sword after I used up all my skills," Su Yi said with a deliberately sigh.

Ling Yao, recalling the two she had fought yesterday, scrunched up her cheeks and said with some distress, "Yeah, you're already inhuman enough, but there's someone even more monstrous than you!"

"That white noodle is simply not human; how could it be so strong?"

"Yes, yes, he's inhumanly strong!" Su Yi nodded in agreement.

Su Yi immediately realized what was happening, and pointing at herself with a bewildered expression, she said, "You little brat, did you just insult me ​​too?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Yao accidentally revealed the reason why Gu Wanquan was so strong.

Gu Wanquan's strength is largely due to the fact that he is practically half a human being.

"Forget it, he's so strong, if you can't beat him now, you lose. You can find another chance to win later. At worst, you can outlive him and then trample on his grave. Just relax!" Ling Yao patted Su Yi nonchalantly, generously admitting defeat.

Su Yi looked at Ling Yao, who was trying to persuade her to watch the show, with a puzzled expression: "I didn't say I was going to lose, did I?"

"Huh? You can still win?" Ling Yao rolled her eyes and said in disbelief.

Yesterday you couldn't even force them to use their swords, and you still have the nerve to say you're ready to win?

Su Yi sneered and arrogantly raised one hand: "Seven types!"

"What seven kinds?"

"I have at least seven ways to beat him!"

Of course, these seven methods include a series of despicable practices that cannot be explicitly stated, such as kneeling down to beg and voluntarily being forced to bend over.

"??? Are you kidding me?"

Su Yi spoke in a deliberately profound tone:

"Fine, believe it or not. If I don't win this match, I'll never break through to the Qi Refining stage in my entire life!"

Amidst their playful banter, Ling Yao slipped and fell off the mountain path, plunging towards the cliff.

The accident happened so suddenly that a terrified Ling Yao cried out for help, while Su Yi, standing to the side, tried her best to suppress her excitement and pretended to be anxious.

Facing Ling Yao falling off the cliff, Su Yi was not flustered at all. Not to mention that Ling Yao, as a body cultivator, had various ways to borrow and deflect force, as the future protagonist, Ling Yao would be fine.

When Ling Yao encountered an accident, it could only mean that some kind of incredible blessing was being delivered to her door again!

What you wish for comes true! Originally, I just wanted to take Ling Yao around, but I didn't expect the lucky charm to work its magic so quickly and start having some unexpected encounters!

With true qi flowing beneath his feet, Su Yi leaped down the steep mountain cliff in a few bounds, searching for Ling Yao's figure.

Su Yi's anxious expression at this moment was genuine, because she was afraid that if she was any slower, Ling Yao would get to enjoy the adventure all to herself!

When the two jumped back onto the mountain path, there was little excitement in their eyes, but rather disappointment.

There was indeed a strange encounter below, but it was rather minor. The person in seclusion at the bottom of the cliff was a poor wretch who only had two low-grade spirit stones on him.

As expected, even when a lucky koi fish puts in its best effort, it doesn't always run into a big grave.

One low-grade spirit stone per person is not enough to cover the time and effort required for the two of them to jump up and down the cliff.

Ling Yao weighed the low-grade spirit stone in her hand and said somewhat angrily:

"With so little stuff, you have the nerve to die? I wouldn't even want this little bit!"

"So, do you want it or not? What if you don't give it to me?"

"Get out! Why should I? This is mine!"