Chapter 968 is enough to make me laugh for a year.

"Knock knock knock".

"Come in."

Lord Zhao spoke lazily, picked up the wine jug on the water and filled it for himself. He then took a bite of spicy radish and some paper-thin slices of ham, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Master, have you rested?" Wuji stood outside the screen, stretching his legs and peering inside.

"What's up?"

"There were strange noises coming from Master Han's room just now, and there was a clanging and banging sound behind it, like a fight was going on. Master, should we go and take a look?"

Lord Zhao smiled faintly, "You can ask, but what if they're being all lovey-dovey with Miss Lan Jin? You'd be making your teacher lose face, wouldn't you?"

Wuji was conflicted and scratched his head. "Master, why don't you go and take a look? It's definitely not Senior Lan Jin inside. Ye Bai and I are in the room downstairs from Daoist Han. It feels like the upstairs is about to collapse. He must have revealed his true form. If the building collapses, we can't afford to pay for it."

Lord Zhao immediately emerged from the water, quickly dried his hair, and said, "You go back, I'll go take a look."

He thought that Master Han was either fighting a female demon or was drunk.

He recalled hearing about something similar when he visited a Taoist temple around this time last year.

After emerging from the hot spring and drying her hair, Song Chunxue casually tied it up and sat in front of the exquisite table, lost in thought.

The incense on the desk was soothing and pleasant. She picked up a brush, unsure how to express her current state of mind.

It is a burst of poetic inspiration, a proud self-admiration, and a desire in her to own such a house in the future, a desire so strong that it is so perfect that it is beyond reproach.

She stared at every piece of furniture in the room, the smile never fading from her lips.

The fragrance of apricot blossoms wafted in from outside the window, making her feel joyful.

She dressed simply, affixed two invisibility talismans, and headed straight for the apricot blossom grove in this place where everything was reviving and it resembled a fairyland.

She had heard that peach blossoms bloom in March, but had never seen apricot blossoms bloom in February.

No, there were more peach blossoms on the mountain, but she only smelled apricot blossoms.

The sky was not yet dark, and the flowers in the dim light seemed to glow. Song Chunxue took a few deep breaths of the sweet fragrance of the flowers, then lay down on the ground. If it were daytime, she would really like to take a nap here.

Does the flower smell nice here?

Song Chunxue suddenly sat up.

Who is speaking?

Has anyone seen her?

The next moment, Lan Jin squatted down in front of her and tore off the invisibility talisman from her body.

"Senior Lan?" Song Chunxue looked around. "Where is Senior Qingyu?"

"She didn't come with me."

Lan Jin sat down in front of her, casually grabbing a handful of the lush green grass at her feet. Tiny petals drifted down onto it, creating a delicate, ethereal beauty.

Lan Jin looked different today; she was dressed in dark-colored clothes with faint snake patterns embroidered in silk thread.

Is it snake print?

Moreover, her expression was serious, with a hint of sadness, completely unlike the previous times I had seen her.

Song Chunxue pondered this in her heart and couldn't help but feel wary.

“That’s right, you shouldn’t have come out today. I’ve been loitering outside for two hours, listening to your leisurely conversation,” Lan Jin said, grasping Song Chunxue’s arm. “I don’t want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

"Senior, what do you want to do?" Song Chunxue tried her best to remain calm, but her heart was in her throat. "Perhaps I can convey your message."

"See, aren't you very smart? You knew the person I was looking for was Han Qingfeng." Lan Jin's voice sounded different from usual, calm that was unsettling.

“Even though I know you have the Worry-Free Sword, and I know that sword is not comparable to an ordinary sword, I still want to take the risk and try it today.” Lan Jin forced a smile. “Because I heard that sword spirits, like people, need to rest and recuperate. I’ll take the risk and give it a try.”

"Try it, try it. I'm in a good mood today and don't want to make things difficult for this sparrow. Alas, poor thing, a woman troubled by love is just so unreasonable." Wuyou's cheeky voice echoed in his mind.

Song Chunxue took a deep breath. "Are you gambling with my life?"

Don't worry, she won't kill you. With me here to protect you, if anything happens to you, I'm not Wuyou.

Song Chunxue rolled her eyes. "Your name wasn't originally Wuyou (meaning carefree). I named you that. Fine, we'll share the good times and the bad, but don't go too far."

"Sorry, I'm going to knock you out, Master Song."

Looking at the weapon in her hand, which she had never seen before, Song Chunxue couldn't help but ask, "If I fight back desperately, can I defeat you, senior?"

"cannot."

Lan Jin flicked something at her face, and the next moment, Song Chunxue fainted.

Before she fainted, she launched into a barrage of insults at Wuyou.

"You traitor! You're watching the show now, aren't you? You trusted Lan Jin way too much, and you don't take me seriously at all. Tomorrow I'll hand you over to Master Han, let's see if you're still so arrogant. Anyway, he's wanted you for a long time, I..."

【Go ahead and bite me if you dare, what kind of skill is it to curse? Hehehe, hit me then, hit me then, if you dare, hit me. We've already sworn brotherhood, even if you give it to Master Han, it won't do you any good, hehehe~】

Song Chunxue's breath surged. There was no justice, no law. She was actually being manipulated like this by her own sword.

Before she fainted, she had only one thought: to teach Wuyou a lesson.

...

"How is it? Has Martial Uncle woken up yet?"

"Not yet. Master must have been furious at the time, and he was dizzy and frowning."

"Alas, the world is going to the dogs. Who would have thought that Senior Lan Jin would actually summon a succubus, intending to force himself on Daoist Han, and almost succeeded."

"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to get whipped?"

"I'm speaking softly. They're too busy to pay attention to us right now. Master Han injured Lan Jin and is healing her. Come to think of it, Senior Lan Jin is really too... well, getting a succubus to help her. Isn't that just doing someone else's work for free?"

"There's nothing we can do. Although Senior Lan Jin is powerful, she's kind-hearted and doesn't have many tricks up her sleeve. She was easily persuaded to try things and was taken advantage of. I suspect that the escaped succubus is another formidable obstacle. We need to be careful."

At this moment, Tudan started to giggle.

He laughed and slapped his thigh at the same time.

"What I find most unbelievable is that Wuyou actually watched as our Martial Uncle was knocked unconscious by Senior Lan. Putting aside whether Martial Uncle was angry or not, Wuyou saw something incredible and is now hiding in my Master's room and refusing to come out. This is something I can laugh at for a year, hahahahahaha!"

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and the younger generation inside immediately shut their mouths and stood up.

Lord Zhao came in from outside, "Junior brother is still not awake?"

"No, we deliberately made noise in her ear, but she still wouldn't wake up. We're going to have hot pot later, it would be a shame to miss it. I heard that the hot pot here is so spicy it makes people cry out in pain, I don't know if it's true."

Song Chunxue, who was conscious but unable to move, was on the verge of tears. Why couldn't she move?

"I'll go and call Zhang Chengxuan."

Before long, Master Zhang arrived, still holding Wuyou, who was hiding in the Golden Bridge.

"Junior brother, guess what Wuyou saw?"

"What?"

The next moment, Song Chunxue suddenly sat up in bed.

Wuyou suddenly broke free from the sword sheath, pierced through the window paper, and disappeared without a trace.

"You should ask Master Han about that. But I can teach you how to control Wuyou in the future, but you have to promise your senior brother one thing."

P.S.: I didn't win the argument because I realized later that it was mainly my fault. Embarrassing...