Luo Jiujiang followed Yin Bansi and jumped off the cliff. It was not until he was halfway down that he understood why Yin Bansi jumped so resolutely without even frowning.

The cliff below seemed dark and treacherous, but in reality, it was buffered by air currents. The viscous layer of air gave him a similar feeling to a barrier membrane, but its function was vastly different. The barrier membrane protected the entire world from the turbulent currents of outer space, but now, this layer of air could only provide a helping hand for cultivators like Luo Jiujiang who had descended from the sky.

Under such soft and gentle cushioning, the distance between Luo Jiujiang and Yin Bandi was gradually shortened, and soon Luo Jiujiang could reach out and pat Yin Bandi's shoulder.

However, as someone who was chased by the Yaofeng disciples and called a "rapist" just a moment ago, Luo Jiujiang had already made up his mind not to touch even a corner of the Yinfeng master's clothes unless it was necessary.

"The Peak Master was so decisive and quick just now that he really scared me." Luo Jiujiang said with a smile.

Yin Bansi didn't answer. His lashes, neither too long nor too short, drooped slightly. His sallow, uneven face, like a barrier, held a silent aura. After a breath, he seemed to realize it wouldn't be right to remain silent, so he uttered a short, audible response.

"Hush!" he said.

"..." Luo Jiujiang: "Okay."

Yin Bansi has such a personality that it's not surprising if someone says a few "pah", "jeez" or "ha" to him, let alone annoys him and asks him to shut up.

Luo Jiujiang stopped making small talk. He pretended to be gloomy and cast his gaze below the atmosphere, looking through the thin white threads of clouds like fog at the human world that he had never seen before.

As the two of them descended lower and lower, the scenery below became clearer and clearer. The ridges of the fields, the dirt roads, the sparse pedestrians under the midday sun, the curls of smoke rising from a few mud houses...

This is like a small mountain village.

The two were less than a hundred feet away. Yin Bansi turned around and looked Luo Jiujiang up and down, frowning slightly. "Deal with it yourself."

Combined with his unique expression that always carried a hint of inexplicable murderous intent, Luo Jiujiang had every reason to suspect that his original words were "Execute yourself."

"What does Peak Master mean?" Luo Jiujiang asked tentatively.

Seeing Luo Jiujiang's confusion, the furrow between Yin Bansi's brows deepened. He reached back to grab Luo Jiujiang's wrist, but Luo Jiujiang instinctively parried. In a split second, the two engaged in close combat for several blows, until Luo Jiujiang realized Yin Bansi was acting on purpose and slowed down, allowing him to seize the opportunity and grab his forearm.

The moment the grip came through his clothes, this thought flashed through Luo Jiujiang's mind.

——Disciples of Yao Peak, please take note. Luo is innocent and has no improper thoughts at all. It was your Peak Master who made the first move!

The peak master who took action first pulled Luo Jiujiang towards himself, then rubbed some paste on Luo Jiujiang's face with disgust as if smearing mud. Then he took his hand and grabbed the corner of Luo Jiujiang's sleeve to take a look, and nodded reluctantly.

At the same time, Luo Jiujiang faintly heard Yin Bansi mumbling to himself.

"So poor?"

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

The poor Luo Jiujiang smeared the paste on his face, while the wealthy Yin Fengzhu took off his outer robe mid-air and changed into a rough, plain gray garment. Sadly, even with this temporary change of the worst clothes, Yin Bansi still looked better dressed than Luo Jiujiang.

The two men found an empty spot at the entrance of the village, first quietly landed on a large poplar tree with lush branches and leaves, then carefully slid down from the trunk, pretending that they were not monks, but just two strangers passing by.

During this time, although Luo Jiujiang followed Yin Bansi's instructions in every move, he couldn't help but ask, "Are we so cautious because it's a convention in the cultivation world that cultivators can't come to the human world?"

"It's the academy's rule." Yin Bansi's expression was indifferent, and he rarely said a few more words. "Mortals often seek immortality, especially the wealthy and powerful. We don't want to build an imperial palace at the foot of the cliff."

Luo Jiujiang nodded thoughtfully, and then he heard Yin Bansi say calmly: "Then how are we going to jump off the cliff for fun in the future?"

Luo Jiujiang: "...Ah?"

He said why did he jump off the cliff as soon as he opened his mouth, so cleanly, so decisively, so without looking back, without even giving people a syllable of chance to stay!

Even if he had said "Luo Ritian didn't tease me" before jumping, it would have been fine. It was only ten words, the same number of words as when he announced that jumping off a cliff was fun!

Yin Bansi didn't care about the turmoil in Luo Jiujiang's heart, and just walked forward. He still had a small silver needle between his fingers, and he stopped every three or two steps to twist the silver needle a few times.

Luo Jiujiang was curious about his ability and leaned over to examine it carefully. His spiritual sense was already outstanding among his peers, but even so, he could only vaguely detect a slight abnormality in the silver needle's aura.

After just three or four glances, Yin Bansi was already tired of him. The Yao Peak Master pursed his lips and stared back at him, saying stiffly, "Ask!"

"Is the Peak Master using a silver needle to find the location of my bead?"

Yin Bansi sneered, as if he didn't even bother answering such a simple question. He glanced at Luo Jiujiang from the corner of his eye, and suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched Luo Jiujiang's dantian through the air. A "snap" sound was clearly audible.

The spiritual energy in the mortal realm was so scarce that Luo Jiujiang couldn't even imagine it. Compared to the academy, the difference was like a cliff. Since leaving the Seven Islands, Luo Jiujiang had only seen the spiritual energy grow denser with each passing day. He had never experienced such a barren spiritual environment. Searching for spiritual energy here was like searching for water in the desert.

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