Junior Sister must ascend this time!

Yun Qing stepped out of the formation, and the first rays of morning light fell upon her.

Pei Shubai, Cen Ning, Si Mingche, and Jiang Mian held her tightly. It's so good, she's alright…

Wu Zheng threw away the wooden fish and wanted to join in.

Si Mingche kicked him away, "Get lost, this is my junior sister."

Wu Zheng felt wronged, saying, "Fine, I won't hug you then. You're so stingy."

As he spoke, he hugged his junior brother tightly.

The junior brother broke free from his embrace, looking helpless. "Senior brother, can't you be normal for once?"

When the group returned to Muyun City, City Lord Sun was already waiting at the city gate, looking as if he hadn't slept much all night.

"Was that commotion yesterday caused by the immortals and masters? How are those evil cultivators now? Were any of them injured?"

Pei Shubai cupped his hands and said, "Those evil cultivators have all been wiped out. In the next few days, we only need to check whether there are any evil cultivators hiding in the city. City Lord Sun, you don't need to worry anymore."

"That's good, that's good!" City Lord Sun breathed a sigh of relief. "Esteemed immortals and masters, you've worked hard. I've prepared a few tables of spiritual food at the City Lord's Mansion. Please come with me to rest."

"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Sun."

Pei Shubai then walked into the city with City Lord Sun.

Lord Sun knew they had been working hard these past few days and would be very hungry, but he hadn't expected them to be this hungry...

The three cooks in the city lord's mansion were practically wielding their ladles until they were smoking, just barely managing to keep up with their eating speed.

Didn't we say that you can practice fasting after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage? Why don't these people seem to be interested in fasting at all? Are fasting pills very expensive?

Leaving aside the immortal masters of Chengtian Sect, it's understandable for cultivators to eat the flesh of spirit beasts, but what about the masters of Sumeru Sect? Aren't Buddhist cultivators supposed to abstain from meat?

If he keeps eating like this, even the city lord will have to hunt spirit beast meat himself...

Si Mingche snatched a piece of meat from Wu Zheng's hand, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and mumbled, "Don't you monks not eat meat? You've broken your vow!"

Wu Zheng casually walked up to Jiang Mian and, taking advantage of his inattention, ate the meat from his chopsticks. "What do you know?"

"I ate their flesh, and I will recite the Rebirth Mantra three times for them to help them be reborn in a better realm. Are you as responsible as I am?"

"On the surface, I am eating its flesh, but in reality, I am saving its soul."

Lord Sun listened, stunned, and somehow it made some sense...

Jiang Mian kicked Wu Zheng expressionlessly. "On the surface, I'm kicking you, but actually I'm helping you clear your meridians."

After saying that, he ignored Wuzheng's howling and picked up another piece of spirit beast meat, put it in his mouth, and said indifferently, "You're welcome."

Lord Sun sat at the main table watching the group scrambling for the spirit beast meat, his chopsticks hovering in mid-air. This generation of prodigies is truly... lively!

After Yun Qing finished eating and drinking, she put down her chopsticks and looked at City Lord Sun. "City Lord Sun, you promised to give us the treasure as long as we completely eliminate the evil cultivators. Do you still stand by your word?"

"Natural arithmetic!"

Lord Sun put down his chopsticks. "If you immortals and masters are full, please come with me to the treasury of the city lord's mansion. You may choose any treasure you wish from there."

As Lord Sun spoke, he led them toward the treasure vault. "I, Lord Sun, don't have any particular hobbies. I just like collecting strange magical artifacts and spiritual weapons. Although their grades aren't very high, they're interesting and diverse."

"I'm not bragging, but even the direct disciples of your major sects might not have seen all of these things. Most of them were made by reclusive masters or weapon refiners in their spare time..."

Si Mingche rested his hands behind his head, not taking Sun City Lord's words to heart. What magical artifacts or treasures hadn't his Si family seen?

When Lord Sun opened the door to the treasure vault, Si Mingche almost lost his footing. "This...this is what you were talking about?"

The treasure vault was several times larger than he had imagined, almost comparable to the treasure vault of his Si family.

The wooden shelves that covered the entire wall stretched from the ground to the roof, each shelf filled with magical artifacts, spiritual objects, and strangely shaped items. Some gleamed faintly, while others were covered with a layer of fine dust, as if they had been sitting there for a long time.

Lord Sun stood by the door, rubbing his hands somewhat embarrassedly: "Most of these were collected during my travels, and some were found in the market. I haven't even figured out the purpose of some of them myself, so please feel free to choose whatever you like, esteemed immortals."

When Cen Ning entered the treasure vault, she was like a mouse falling into a rice jar. She carefully examined each magical artifact and discussed its uses with City Lord Sun.

Lord Sun had never met someone he got along with so well, and immediately gave her several magical artifacts and treasures.

"This immortal's understanding of magical artifacts is truly unique! In all my years of collecting magical artifacts, I, Sun, have never encountered someone as eloquent and insightful as this immortal!"

Yun Qing, who was standing to the side, twitched her lips. "Tell me a joke. Second Senior Sister is so eloquent."

She wasn't very interested in the magical artifacts; she'd be happy if her second senior sister could say more.

Yun Qing wandered around the treasure vault until she found something in a corner. She stopped in her tracks, feeling as if her heart was about to leap out of her body.

That long spear covered in dust was her senior sister's natal magic weapon from her previous life.

Yun Qing squatted down and gently stroked the spear, as if she could still feel her senior sister's presence on it.

She was saying, "Junior sister, are you taking good care of yourself?"

Lord Sun noticed Yun Qing's movements and walked to her side. "Immortal Yun, there are so many magical artifacts here, why are you interested in this spear?"

Although it is one of the highest-grade magical artifacts I possess, it has been unused for too long and has lost its original spiritual essence. Why doesn't Immortal Yun take another look?

Yun Qing quickly wiped her eyes while wiping the gun, and when she looked up again, her expression had returned to normal. "When did you acquire this gun? Have you ever met its owner?"

Lord Sun thought for a moment and said, "I obtained this spear during my travels. I originally intended to bring it back to see if any weapon refiner would be willing to repair it, but the cost was too high, so I left it aside. If it weren't for Immortal Yun's attention, I would have completely forgotten about it."

"It is said that this spear was brought out from the battlefield of the war between immortals and demons a hundred years ago. As for its owner, the person who sold it to me said that it was a disciple of a certain sect."

"Alas! What a pity... Which sect's personal disciples weren't nurtured with all their might, and yet they died at the hands of the demons..."

He shook his head, somewhat reluctantly saying, "When I brought it back, the blood on it wouldn't fade. It only slowly disappeared many years later. I suppose its owner was also very unwilling to leave..."