Gu Nancheng and Gu Yanjin have very different personalities; one is introverted, and the other is extroverted. Before Fang Ruotang could finish speaking, Gu Nancheng had already hurriedly hugged her.

Perhaps he didn't even know what Fang Ruotang had said, but he said in a hurry, "Little Ruo Ruo, if this happens again, you must call me out. I'll live and die with you. Although I'm not as strong as you, and I can't beat the people you can't beat, it doesn't matter. I can take the damage for you and die with you."

Fang Ruotang wasn't moved at all; instead, her smile was tinged with anger. She grabbed Gu Nancheng's ear and scolded, "If you don't want your ear anymore, just donate it!"

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Gu Nancheng leaned to one side, stomped his feet, and made a funny face.

Fang Ruotang didn't use any force at all; she just gently tugged at his ear. Seeing him acting so silly, she simply went all out.

"You like pain, right? Then I'll do everything I can to make you have your way. I can't refuse even this small request."

"Ouch! It hurts! It really hurts this time!"

Gu Nancheng held Fang Ruotang's hands tightly, not daring to struggle, but this little bit of harm was nothing more than a tickle to a cultivator.

The originally serious atmosphere was instantly dispelled by Gu Nancheng's actions.

Gu Yanjin had also calmed down after hearing the initial emotions and said seriously, "I will become stronger."

"Me too! Me too!" Gu Nancheng couldn't wait.

It's like a peacock at a banquet, eager to show off.

This time, Huo Zhige didn't follow Gu Nancheng and say anything, but instead quietly found a small mirror.

[Isn't there any magical artifact that allows time to flow? For example, if a day is inside the artifact, only an hour would have passed outside.]

How could you come up with such a strange idea?

The little mirror asked Huo Zhige in surprise.

They also began to examine the retrospective mirror.

He doesn't have it, but maybe someone outside does!

I saw this in Xiao Liu's bookshelf.

She hasn't had any free time to read lately, and I haven't heard her mention it either.

[It's a new book; she hasn't read it yet.]

The small mirror has a single 6.

What a roll!

In order to have common topics with adults, they have already learned to watch advanced content.

[I haven't seen this kind of magical artifact yet. Why don't you try crafting it yourselves and researching it? Or perhaps we could have the adults learn crafting and research it for you?]

Huo Zhige did not reply to Xiao Jingzi's words.

Only Xiao Jingzi would dare to ask Fang Ruotang to learn a skill specifically for them.

Fang Ruotang's personality is inherently somewhat lazy, after all, no one has ever dictated how she should behave since she was a child.

Therefore, she lived according to her own wishes, living freely and unrestrained.

Even now, I only turn to my little mirror for help at the last minute, and I almost always learn on the spot.

But with this playful attitude, her cultivation speed far surpassed theirs.

Xiao Jingzi immediately told Fang Ruotang what Huo Zhige had asked.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ruotang roughly understood what it was.

"It's actually a time-manipulation artifact. If you study it along these lines, you should make a breakthrough. Once you figure it out, we'll use it secretly and amaze everyone."

"……good!"

Huo Zhige felt it wouldn't be easy.

Those who cultivate immortality naturally have a longer lifespan than ordinary people.

If another cheating magic weapon were available, high-level cultivators would be everywhere, and everyone could live for thousands of years.

Fang Ruotang wasn't interested in this. She only mentioned it once and then didn't bring it up again. She then led everyone out of the alley and, following the guidance of the small mirror, found the intelligence point.

It turned out to be a teahouse, but compared to the one she had just visited, the teahouse run by their Tianyi Sect seemed rather shabby.

The space was very small, barely enough to fit three tables.

There's a counter on the left, and behind the counter is a room, half of which is blocked by a curtain.

What would you like to drink?

They entered the store, and the person behind the counter asked them questions without even looking up.

Fang Ruotang remained silent, curiously looking around. Gu Yanjin and the others also kept quiet, following behind Fang Ruotang.

The person behind the counter didn't get a response, so they looked up, stared at the person, and immediately came out from behind the counter.

"The sect leader has arrived."

"Hmm, let's see, where are Ziqi and the others?"

"Uncle Cui? They're all out of the shop. I'm the only one here now. Would the sect leader like to go to the inner room for some tea and a rest?"

Fang Ruotang was a little curious about what would happen next.

He then went into the inner room under the disciple's guidance.

To her slight disappointment, the candlelight inside was dimmer.

In the very center was a calligraphy scroll with the simple three characters "Tianyi Sect".

There were two chairs on each side, and a small table for teacups was placed between the two chairs.

Fang Ruotang wouldn't even look at such a shabby place.

She asked, both amused and exasperated, "Didn't the sect provide any funding? Why is the setup so rudimentary?"

The disciple was puzzled. He looked around and said, "Isn't this good? There's an outer room and an inner room. Ordinary matters can be discussed in the outer room, and some shady things can be discussed in detail in the inner room."

Fang Ruotang was both amused and exasperated. She felt the place was shabby, but she wouldn't stay there for long, and since she wasn't involved in these matters, she certainly didn't know as much as the person in charge.

"Okay, as long as the funding isn't a problem."

"Not bad! Uncle Cui is very generous to us."

The disciple's name was Yiyan, and he enjoyed this job very much.

There's no need to take on sect missions to earn resources; you can just sit here every day listening to people gossip and complain, and you won't lack resources.

Besides having a guaranteed minimum, they also have enough resources for cultivation.

When business is good, there are also commissions.

Not only that, Uncle Cui also gave him and Qi You a talisman each, so that they could protect themselves in case they encountered unreasonable barbarians.

Not only their base, but the other five bases are the same.

Such good treatment is no secret in the sect, so many disciples are eyeing these positions, hoping to rise to the top!

They didn't want to come down, but unfortunately, they had to take turns every year. He was a little luckier and won the rock-paper-scissors game against Qi You. Next year, Qi You will return to the sect, and someone else will take his place. Then he will return to the sect, and a new disciple will take his place. This cycle will continue indefinitely.

Although the stronghold is comfortable, it is too comfortable. The sect is worried that they will lose their ability to fight and suffer a great loss in the future.

This was a decision made for their own good, and they all understood it, so no one had any objections. After all, to go far on the path of cultivation, one must constantly fight.

"here we go again."

Just as Fang Ruotang sensed the surge of spiritual energy around her, she heard someone mutter something and then activate a protective shield.

Fang Ruotang could tell from his quick movements that this wasn't the first time.

"What happened?"

"Someone has attacked the Tiangang Sect again."