These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The aloof woman gazed out the window. Birds had landed on the eaves, in pairs, chirping incessantly... It was quite irritating.

She was troubled again, feeling that what she had seen shouldn't be like this, and what she was thinking shouldn't be like this either...

But why...?

"Hasn't he arrived yet?"

As she murmured these words to herself, Lu Qingyan was startled to realize that something was wrong with her mood. Gazing intently at the mirror, she noticed a faint blush rising on her cheeks, as radiant as a peach blossom.

This situation forced Lu Qingyan to immediately stand up, pick up the sword from her room, and walk out into the courtyard, wielding her sword with both swift and powerful strokes.

They forced that chilling aura out of his brow before finally stopping.

It was as if a gust of wind had brought the person from beyond the heavens, and the sound of footsteps grew closer as they approached.

Lu Qingyan straightened up, raised her head slightly, and looked down with her usual cool and aloof expression.

"How did you come."

It was as if they had never known this person was coming.

The handsome young man stood slightly below, looking up at him with a smile.

Hmph... As expected, he has no respect for his teacher at all, and doesn't take his master seriously at all.

"This is my home, can't I come?"

He even refers to himself as "I" instead of "disciple"... How audacious!

"Ha... You still think this is your home? Then who am I?"

Lu Qingyan looked over with cold eyes, while the young man smiled back.

"You are my master."

"I?"

"Disciple..."

Lu Qingyan nodded with slight satisfaction, while Wei Tu could hardly contain his laughter.

This woman... she's good in every way, but when she gets serious, she's like a child. She's very particular about the seniority between master and disciple.

"Then you should chop the firewood you've gathered these past few days."

"Now?"

"Of course, how many days has it been since you chopped wood?"

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu, and the young man, not annoyed, nodded obediently.

"it is good."

After saying that, Wei Tu actually went to the yard to get a wood-chopping knife and started walking towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Lu Qingyan.

"By the way, Master, your rouge looks really good today."

"..."

Lu Qingyan watched the young man walk into the depths of the bamboo forest, her eyes slightly narrowed, and her chest heaved several times as if she were struggling to breathe.

Finally, she reached out and touched her own lips.

"If you ask me..." Her eyes softened.

Wei Tu chopped a lot of firewood and sent it all to the woodshed.

They kept cutting prices from morning until noon.

There were no complaints, even though Lu Qingyan was drinking tea and meditating in her room with a nonchalant air.

At noon, Wei Tu came to Lu Qingyan's window and looked at her.

"What would you like to eat, Master?"

Lu Qingyan looked at him, still with that cold expression, and said, "Whatever."

"it is good."

The boy obediently ran to the kitchen to cook.

Lu Qingyan was a little confused. Didn't he say he was going to do *that* today? Why is he doing these usual chores?

Did we give up on that matter?

It's unlikely... Maybe he just wants to soften his heart so that when it's over, he'll just have to go along with whatever he says...

Honestly, they even resorted to such scheming against their master.

That traitor... he's an utterly depraved disciple.

A short while later, Wei Tu came over with a basket, but went into his room without saying hello, which made Lu Qingyan frown.

"Master, dinner is ready."

On the table in Lu Qingyan's room, plates of colorful and fragrant dishes were laid out.

He stood aside and waited for Lu Qingyan to sit down first.

The woman glanced at the boy.

"Why does my room... smell?"

Wei Tu smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay, just leave the window open and it'll all dissipate soon. Besides, eating in the room feels like home."

The feeling of home... What is the feeling of home?

Does he mean he doesn't see Little Iris Peak as just a mountain or part of a sect, but as home...?

Lu Qingyan was surprised to realize that the reason she couldn't bear to see the boy leave and didn't want them to really fall out was because she considered this place her home, and Wei Tu and Jiang Ying were her family.

This time, the woman did not refute, but slowly knelt on the cushion.

Wei Tu sat down opposite him.

The meal was just like any other day; there seemed to be no difference between the outside and the inside. Lu Qingyan couldn't help but marvel at how the other person's cooking skills were like his own, constantly improving.

It is indeed a pleasant experience.

At the dinner table, Wei Tu didn't mention those things at all, but just talked about some trivial family matters.

Until Lu Qingyan spoke softly.

"Is it still a fusion of three grades?"

Wei Tu glanced at Lu Qingyan and made no attempt to hide anything from her.

"He's already at the fifth rank."

Lu Qingyan was slightly surprised.

"Such a short time..."

Even I couldn't achieve such speed. It seems that in just two short months, the other party has suddenly become enlightened, progressing from the Overlord Realm to the Fusion Realm, from the third rank to the fifth rank, as easily and effortlessly as if he were taking a quick look at a flower.

What incredible talent!

Wei Tu nodded, "It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching. Without his previous guidance, how could I have accumulated such a wealth of knowledge and skills?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyan snorted coldly, displaying a spoiled air that she herself was unaware of.

"If it were truly my teaching, why would you spend every day trying to teach me something?"

Wei Tu smiled and shook his head.

"How can this be considered teaching you? I'm just offering some suggestions to help my master."

"You clearly think what I'm teaching is utter nonsense, and you want to teach me what spiritual practice is in your own way."

Lu Qingyan was still somewhat angry.

Wei Tu knew this, but he wouldn't try to persuade her at this time; he would just smile and coax her.

"Your disciple would never dare to overstep this bounds. Alright, I'll clean up after I finish eating. Master, you should get some sleep."

"I'm not sleepy!"

Lu Qingyan raised her head and looked at Wei Tu with a cold face. She could see Wei Tu's slight anger, but she could also appreciate her cuteness.

Wei Tu put the bowls and chopsticks into the basket one by one.

Then he stood up.

"Let's take a rest then, and we can talk about everything tonight."

"night?"

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu, and the young man nodded, "Master will leave the door open for me tonight."

Do you know what outrageous things you're saying?!

Lu Qingyan glared angrily at the arrogant young man. It was late at night, and the master was leaving the door open for his disciple. If word got out, people would gossip and criticize him!

Wei Tu said nonchalantly, "I know, but it doesn't matter. It's fine as long as only Master and I know."

"You... I won't leave the door open for you!"

"Then I'll come in myself."

"Are you trying to drive your teacher to her death?"

Lu Qingyan couldn't bring herself to say anything more vicious; she could only hope that the other party would leave her some dignity as a master.

She could tell that this disciple was destined to surpass her in the future, regardless of whether she was there or not.

"No, as long as Master is well-behaved."

The boy stepped out of his room.

Lu Qingyan did not get up for a long time.

I'm so angry... I'm extremely angry! I'm so annoyed!

Why should he be the one to behave?