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

All-powerful forces attack the mountain... Four madmen... Twelve labors of passion... Losing control...

"I...I'm..."

Lu Jin glanced at the loose golden chains binding her, then at Zhang Lingyu who was holding Xia He with an embarrassed expression not far away, before finally looking back at Zhang Tianyi.

His face instantly turned a deep liver color.

"Second Brother! Quickly... quickly let go of me!"

Lu Jin was filled with shame and indignation. "This is all being watched by juniors! My lifelong reputation is ruined!!"

"Oh, so you're starting to care about saving face now?"

Zhang Tianyi didn't untie him immediately. Instead, he squatted down and patted Lu Jin's old face like a thug:

"When you were shouting and threatening to bite people just now, didn't you have any sense of shame?"

"Alright, stop moving around."

Zhang Tianyi snapped his fingers.

Whoosh!

The golden chains binding Lu Jin instantly turned into specks of fluorescent light and dissipated.

Lu Jin tried to straighten up like a carp... but failed, her back twisted, and she could only obediently get up, rubbing her aching back with a resentful look on her face.

"Second Senior Brother, you've gone too far..."

"I'm trying to save you, okay!"

Zhang Tianyi rolled his eyes. "If it weren't for my Spring Thunder and Rain technique helping you cleanse your soul, you would have become a drooling idiot by now."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much, Second Senior Brother, for saving my life."

Although Lu Jin was stubborn, he was truly convinced in his heart.

The feeling of being possessed by a demon was terrifying, and Zhang Tianyi's move just now was simply a miracle.

“That… Lingyu.”

Lu Jin straightened her tattered clothes, and to ease the awkwardness, turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, trying to change the subject:

"You...cough cough, is the person you're holding...alright?"

Upon hearing this question, the heat that had just subsided on Zhang Lingyu's face instantly returned.

"Senior Lu... she... that..."

Zhang Lingyu stammered, unsure of what to do with her hands.

"Alright, Lao Lu, stop teasing the child."

Zhang Tianyi stood up, stretched lazily, and interrupted the awkward conversation:

"It's time for tonight's grand show to come to an end."

He turned to look at the Celestial Master's Mansion at the highest point of Longhu Mountain, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

"My senior brother's side should be cleaned up by now as well."

"Let's go back."

"In the middle of the night, fighting, rescuing people, and even becoming a third wheel, this Taoist priest is exhausted."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand and took the lead towards the mountaintop. His back view was still dashing, but he was still muttering to himself relentlessly:

"Lingyu, remember to wash this girl when you get back. She's covered in dust and filthy."

"By the way, if you don't know how to wash, your uncle can teach you..."

"Second Uncle-Master!!!"

Zhang Lingyu's desperate cries echoed for a long time in the empty mountains and forests.

Chapter 46 This girl has a big butt! Good for childbearing!

Zhang Lingyu walking on the road...

He felt like he was being tortured.

He held Xia He, who was unconscious, dressed in rags, and had a hot body, in his arms.

I held him tight, afraid of desecrating him.

I held him loosely, afraid he would fall.

He could only stand like a stiff robot, arms outstretched, eyes fixed ahead, while constantly enduring the strange, seemingly kind but actually gossipy gaze that his second uncle would occasionally cast when he turned around.

"Lingyu, don't be so stiff with your hands, relax a bit."

Zhang Tianyi turned around, pointing at him with a look of disappointment and frustration:

"Is that how you hug your wife? It's like you're carrying a bomb! Hold her tighter, close to her, lend her some of your body heat. Can't you see this girl is shivering from the cold?"

"Second...Second Martial Uncle!"

Zhang Lingyu's face turned so red it was almost bleeding, and her voice trembled:

"We...we're back in the main hall! Master...Master is still there!"

“What’s wrong with Master? Master is human too, and he was young once too.”

Zhang Tianyi curled her lip, looking completely unconvinced:

"Besides, an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually. Since everyone's here tonight, we might as well get this done."

"It's...it's done?!"

Zhang Lingyu's legs buckled, and he almost fell into the ditch along with Xia He.

……

The main hall square of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

At this point, the battle was completely over.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei stood with his hands behind his back on the steps in front of the main hall.

Behind him, Rong Shan and his disciples were counting the casualties and cleaning up the battlefield.

Although the old master appeared calm, he still exuded an awe-inspiring and overwhelming aura, clearly indicating that he had not yet fully recovered from his earlier "stretching of his muscles and bones".

"Master! Second Martial Uncle and Senior Lu are back!"

Rong Shan, who had sharp eyes, shouted out.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyelids, his gaze passing through the square and landing on that group of people.

The first person they saw was their junior brother Zhang Tianyi, who looked relaxed and unharmed. The old master nodded almost imperceptibly.

Next came Lu Jin, dressed in rags and looking embarrassed. The old master raised an eyebrow, seemingly trying to suppress a laugh.

At last……

The old master's gaze froze.

In that instant, the air in the entire square seemed to freeze.

The young Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor stopped sweeping.

The disciple, who was bandaging his wound, forgot the pain.

All eyes were focused on the woman Zhang Lingyu was holding in his arms.

Pink hair.

A graceful figure was faintly visible beneath the tattered clothes.

And even in her unconscious state, she exuded a captivating aura that made one blush and their heart race.

The Four Madmen of Quanxing – Bone-Scraping Knife, Xia He.

"Gudong."

Someone swallowed, and the sound was unusually loud in the deathly silent square.

Zhang Lingyu stood there, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

He felt that his master's gaze was like two X-rays, piercing through his body and revealing his deepest, most unspeakable secrets.

"Master...Master..."

Zhang Lingyu forced herself to speak, her voice dry as if she were chewing sand:

"Disciple...disciple has not failed in his mission, the Quanxing demon has retreated...that...this..."

He hesitated for a long time before finally revealing what he was holding in his arms.

Are they prisoners of war?

Who brought their captives back in a princess carry?

Is she my girlfriend?

In a sacred Taoist site like the Celestial Master's Mansion, admitting to being in a relationship with a Quanxing demoness in front of one's master is practically suicidal.

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent.

His aged eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze lingering on Xia He for a moment before shifting to his apprentice's face, which was covered in sweat.

That usually calm and expressionless old face now displayed a rather interesting expression.

There was surprise, helplessness, and a complex mix of emotions, like "Wow, you're really good at this."

The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward.

Just when Zhang Lingyu felt like she was suffocating and had even mentally prepared herself to be expelled from the sect.

"Hey! What are you all standing there for!"

A vibrant voice abruptly shattered the hellish silence.

Zhang Tianyi swaggered forward and stood directly between Zhang Lingyu and the Old Celestial Master.

He first reached into the plate in Rongshan's hand, grabbed an apple, took a bite with a "crunch," and then mumbled indistinctly while chewing: