One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Tang Miaoxing led Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan, followed by Tang Ming, Tang Wenlong, Tao Tao, and a group of Tang Clan core members and young disciples, who lined up neatly at the bottom of the steps.

A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo leaves on both sides.

Zhang Tianyi changed back into his snow-white Taoist robe, yawning as he slowly strolled out of the gate.

Zhang Chulan, carrying a bulging travel bag, followed behind like a chief steward.

And at the very back of the line...

The situation was getting a little out of control.

Feng Baobao was seen squatting by the flower bed at the school gate, holding a small transparent jar in her hand.

She was holding a brightly colored poisonous scorpion and expressionlessly stuffing it into the jar.

"Oh...that...Miss Feng, you mustn't!"

Tang Ming stood not far away, sweating profusely at the sight. He raised his hand, wanting to stop them but not daring to.

"That's a 'Seven-Tailed Crimson-Eyed Scorpion' that our Tang Clan raises freely in the Poisonous Miasma Forest. It's extremely venomous; even a tiny bit of its venom can be fatal..."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm thick-skinned."

Without even looking up, Feng Baobao tightened the lid of the jar with a "click," shook the poisonous scorpion inside, and explained very seriously:

"Xu Si told me that when visiting relatives in other places, you should bring back some local specialties."

“I don’t see anything else of value here, but these little bugs are quite robust. If you take them back and soak them in alcohol, they’ll definitely be very nourishing.”

The Tang Clan members: "..."

Soaking poisonous insects cultivated by the Tang Clan for over a decade in alcohol?!

Zhang Wang's lips twitched, but he glanced at Zhang Tianyi, who was looking at him with a half-smile, and swallowed the curse back down his throat.

"Ahem! Bao'er, stop playing with the bugs, quickly wash your hands and get ready to get in the car!"

Zhang Chulan quickly ran over, pulled Feng Baobao up, and stuffed the poisonous insect canister into the side pocket of his backpack.

He turned to face the Tang Clan members and immediately put on a warm, friendly smile, as if they were family.

"Master Tang, Director Zhang, esteemed seniors! I'm so sorry to have troubled you these past two days!"

Zhang Chulan stepped forward, naturally put his arm around Tang Wenlong's shoulder, and patted him twice forcefully.

"Brother Wenlong, we drank to our hearts' content last night! Next time you come to Beijing, it's my treat, let's drink again!"

Tang Wenlong smiled in agreement: "Of course, of course, Brother Chu Lan, have a safe journey."

"Come, come, our Celestial Master's Mansion never takes anything for free."

As Zhang Chulan spoke, he took out the food pouch that Zhang Tianyi had given him yesterday from his waist.

He clapped his hands together.

boom!

A small pile of things fell to the ground out of nowhere.

Five or six old ginseng roots as thick as an adult's arm, a few crystal-clear Tian Shan snow lotuses, and about ten kilograms of earth vein Ganoderma lucidum exuding rich spiritual energy.

These are all top-quality "local specialties" that were taken from the water palace of Liu Tianxian's true dragon.

When this pile of things was taken out...

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang's eyes widened instantly.

"This...this is a rare treasure from the Changbai Mountains' geological veins?!"

Tang Qiushan, being a discerning person, was so shocked that he gasped.

"This quality of old ginseng is priceless when used in medicine to regulate the meridians!"

Zhang Tianyi spoke lazily:

"Alright, stop looking like you've never seen anything like this before."

"I ate a meal from you yesterday and took a few of your poisonous insects. Take these rotten grass roots and make soup for your disciples to replenish their energy."

Zhang Tianyi looked at Tang Miaoxing and raised the corner of his mouth: "Sect Leader Tang, from now on, do a good job in the Tang Clan. If you need anything, come to Beijing to find me."

Tang Miaoxing understood that the words implied the Tang Clan was involved, and he was so excited that he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

"Many thanks for your generous gift, Master! The entire Tang Clan respectfully bids farewell to Master Tian Shu!"

"Respectfully bidding farewell to True Man Tian Shu!"

The Tang Clan disciples behind him bowed and clasped their fists in unison, their loud voices echoing through the valley.

This pomp and circumstance, this respect, they've really given us plenty of face.

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, turned around, opened the car door, and got into the van parked by the roadside.

Zhang Chulan was about to get into the car when he suddenly felt someone tug at his clothes.

Looking back, it was Wang Zhenqiu.

The blond guy was wearing a flashy jacket today, with a lollipop in his mouth, and he came over with a grin.

"Chu Lan, I'm not going to travel with you guys."

Wang Zhenqiu waved to Zhang Tianyi inside the car.

"Good heavens! I still have some mess to clean up in the southwest, so I'll have to go now! I'll come visit you in Beijing next time!"

Zhang Tianyi didn't even lift her eyelids in the car, only giving a soft "hmm" as a response.

Zhang Chulan looked at Wang Zhenqiu, his heart bursting with joy, but he still pretended to be reluctant to part with him.

"Oh dear, Brother Qiu, how can I accept this? We've just started to forge a strong bond, and now we're going our separate ways?"

"Give me a break."

Wang Zhenqiu lowered his voice and sneered in a tone only the two of them could hear:

"You're probably secretly celebrating with firecrackers in your heart. Don't think I don't know you've been treating me like a thief the whole way here."

"Alright, give my regards to the Heavenly Lord for me. I'll dig out your little secret sooner or later."

After saying that, Wang Zhenqiu turned around gracefully, put his hands behind his back, and strolled away down another road.

Seeing this "Southwest cancer" finally disappear into the distance, the reluctance on Zhang Chulan's face vanished completely.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest with a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, we finally got rid of that pervert."

“I feel a chill down my spine even when I go to the bathroom because he keeps watching me all the time.”

Zhang Chulan quickly climbed into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut.

"Driver! Get going! Destination: Airport!"

......

in the afternoon.

Beijing, Xishan Manor.

As soon as I entered the gate, I could see two people standing on the steps of the main building in the distance.

A young girl wearing a pink hoodie and with her hair in a high ponytail was excitedly waving this way on tiptoe.

Lu Linglong.

Standing next to her was a young man wearing a light gray casual suit.

The young man was tall and straight, with a handsome face that exuded composure, and a polite and appropriate smile on his lips.

The van came to a smooth stop.

Zhang Tianyi had just pushed open the car door and gotten out.

"Master! You're finally back!"

Lu Linglong hopped over like a cheerful little sparrow and naturally snatched a light bag from Zhang Chulan's hand.

"Was your trip to Sichuan tiring? I asked the kitchen to make some bird's nest soup with rock sugar, just waiting for you to come back and soothe your throat!"

As she spoke, she turned her head and smiled as she pulled Chen Duo, who was standing next to her, over.

"Little Chen Duo, it's been a few days! This dress looks really good on you!"

Chen Duo was a little overwhelmed by her enthusiasm and could only nod slightly: "Thank you."

"Linglong, who is this?"

Zhang Tianyi took off his sunglasses and his gaze fell on the young man.

The young man's internal energy was very abundant, balanced, and harmonious, clearly indicating a foundation cultivated from a prestigious and righteous family since childhood.

The young man immediately took two steps forward.

Instead of clasping his hands in greeting like other extraordinary people, he bowed respectfully as a junior.

"Junior Lu Lin greets True Person Tian Shu."

Lu Lin's voice was calm and gentle: "I am Linglong's cousin. I have long admired you since I heard my great-grandfather and Linglong talk about your beauty. Today, I have shamelessly come with Linglong to visit you."

"Oh, the eldest grandson of the Lu family."

Zhang Tianyi sized him up for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, he looks much more composed than your crybaby great-grandfather."

"Let's go inside and talk. Don't stand in the yard."

The group entered the villa in a lively atmosphere.

Lu Lin is not only refined in appearance, but also extremely tactful in her actions.

He didn't try to flatter Zhang Chulan; instead, he took the two heaviest suitcases from Zhang Chulan's hands and helped him settle his luggage.

His words were also just right, neither too formal nor too obsequious.

The group took their seats in the spacious living room.

Lu Linglong had already arranged for the nanny to bring out tea and snacks.