Embrace the Moon

Human life is human life, and its status should not be distinguished by the length of time.

Bai Roushuang was shocked when she heard this.

Xu Shulou entered the cave and destroyed the magic array for refining the soul-calling flag. There were still several souls in the magic array that had not yet been successfully refined. Bai Roushuang watched her senior sister chant something from a distance. The souls seemed to say a few words to her, then bowed to her, became transparent, and gradually dissipated.

Then she watched as Xu Shulou recited a spell to collect the most evil instrument in the world, the Soul Summoning Banner, and knocked the woman unconscious and carried her on his shoulder. He lifted the old man's body with one hand and waved to her with the other hand: "I have to go back to my master first. If you still want to play, I will accompany you another day."

Bai Roushuang was no longer thinking about traveling. After hearing what she said, she quickly shook her head in horror.

"Are you scared?" Seeing this, Xu Shulou took the time to care about his junior sister's emotions.

"No, it's just..." Bai Roushuang forced herself to remain calm, "This is the first time I've heard of something like a soul-calling flag. It turns out that the souls of mortals can be used to practice magic weapons, and such powerful magic weapons at that."

"Don't underestimate the power of this soul-summoning flag," Xu Shulou shook his head, "these two people are so vicious that they will definitely not be able to survive the heavenly tribulation. The higher the cultivation level gained by the soul-summoning flag, the faster they will fall in the future."

Bai Roushuang was shocked: "Is that so?"

"Cultivation is not only about cultivating magic, but also cultivating the mind," Xu Shulou looked at her and sighed slightly, "There is actually no shortcut to cultivation."

Bai Roushuang was slightly startled. She had indeed been trying to please Lu Beichen with the intention of asking him for some pills to forcibly improve her realm if she couldn't build her foundation. She didn't know whether Xu Shulou was simply sighing at this time, or if he had seen something and was hinting at her with his words.

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Wuchen Island is located on the sea, far away from human habitation, making it perfect for those who want to practice Taoism in seclusion.

Xu Shulou brought the two bloody men and his junior sister back to the sect, and headed for the Punishment Hall. When he entered the door, the head of the woman he was carrying on his left shoulder hit the door frame with a muffled sound. Li Qi, who was on duty inside, looked up and was shocked to see her with her family.

"Senior Sister Xu, I thought... you were taking my junior sister out for fun." Li Qi was amazed. He knew that you loved to kill people, but he didn't expect that in your mind, taking your junior sister out for fun and taking her out for fun were actually the same concept.

"By the way, where should we put this?" Xu Shulou asked, holding the bloody man in his hand.

Li Qi hurriedly called out to other disciples to help carry the person, and Xu Shulou also followed him into the inner hall. She had to report the matter of the soul-calling flag and let her master investigate and interrogate her.

Li Qi looked at Bai Roushuang and was about to sigh, "Junior sister, you have suffered so much."

Then Bai Roushuang said, "Brother is right. Senior Sister... is indeed very approachable."

Li Qi looked at the bloodstains on the ground that had not yet dried and laughed dryly: "Really?"

How did he come to this conclusion? Could it be that—Look! Senior Sister Xu is so approachable that she even chops people herself!

Bai Roushuang seemed to be preoccupied and did not respond to his words.

After Xu Shulou reported the matter to the Punishment Hall, he took his junior sister back to Mingyue Peak.

Mingyue Peak on Wuchen Island is so high that it seems as if you can embrace the bright moon and pick the stars just by standing on the top.

The peak master, Immortal Chang Yu, claims that he likes quietness. There are no menial servants and no outer disciples on Mingyue Peak. There is only Chang Yu, who is in seclusion all year round, and his several disciples.

Upon hearing that Xu Shulou had returned, it was her fellow junior fellow apprentices who gathered around him.

They were also the frequent visitors in her dreams - second junior brother Song Ping, fourth junior brother Shan Yu, fifth junior brother Jiang Yan, and sixth junior brother Ji Ci.

Except for the third junior brother who was traveling outside, the rest of them gathered here.

They looked at Xu Shulou's bloodstains and asked in surprise, "Big Sister, what are you doing?"

"It's not my blood."

When they heard that it wasn't her blood, everyone immediately gathered around happily to greet the senior sister whom they hadn't seen for a long time, without even asking whose blood it was. Bai Roushuang's mouth twitched slightly when she saw this.

Seeing her senior sisters and brothers having fun and talking about topics that she didn't quite understand, she should have interrupted them subtly and tried to bring the topic back to herself, but her mind was in a mess at the moment.

She glanced at Xu Shulou beside her. She was originally worried that this senior sister agreed to take her to the mortal world because she saw through her relationship with Lu Beichen - he was so obvious about it, only a fool would not see it.

She thought Xu Shulou wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge and make her give up, but she was being petty.

People go to the mortal world to save people.

To be honest, when fighting with the two people who refined the soul-summoning flag, if Xu Shulou just ignored her and let her be hit by the aftermath of the spiritual power and suffer a little, no one could find fault with Xu Shulou.

Even Lu Beichen couldn't say anything. After all, the moves were blind, and it was Bai Roushuang who wanted to go.

But even during the battle, the eldest sister protected her at the first moment, and when the old man attacked with all his strength, Xu Shulou saved her without hesitation.

Bai Roushuang lowered her eyes, perhaps this was the kind of person who was open-minded and acted uprightly.

"Junior sister, what are you thinking about?" The speaker was Ji Ci, the sixth disciple of Mingyue Peak. He looked at Bai Roushuang who was lost in thought, "In the past, we, the few who were not in tune, delayed you. Now that the senior sister is back, under her guidance, your swordsmanship will surely improve by leaps and bounds."

Xu Shulou smiled and shook his head: "No need to be modest, Junior Sister has a solid foundation, and it can be seen that you are teaching very attentively."

When Ji Ci was praised, he chuckled and touched his head embarrassedly. This silly look was very different from the cold and disgusted look in Xu Shulou's dream.

The fifth disciple Jiang Yan laughed and kicked Ji Ci: "You are out of tune, don't drag us into it. By the way, Senior Sister, how long can you stay this time?"

In the dream, Jiang Yan had repeatedly questioned her: "I know you discovered this Silk-wrapped Grass, but Junior Sister is not strong enough and needs these natural treasures to improve her cultivation. You don't need them urgently, so why can't you let her?"

Shan Yu, the fourth disciple who usually spoke little, also stood beside her and nodded in agreement: "Yes, senior sister, we all miss you."

In the dream, Shan Yu once pointed a sword at her and said, "Xu Shulou, from now on, I no longer recognize you as my senior sister!"

The harsh questions and accusations in the dream were still ringing in his ears, but Xu Shulou was not disturbed by the dream. He smiled slightly and said, "I will stay for a few days and then go to the mortal world. I promised my junior sister that I would accompany her to play."

Jiang Yan was immediately very dissatisfied: "Why are you bringing Junior Sister with you again? Senior Sister, you are being a little biased."

Xu Shulou flicked his forehead and said, "When you didn't know how to fly a sword, which one of you didn't I lead?"

Jiang Yan touched his head and said, "I really miss the time when I was the youngest disciple of Mingyue Peak."

Ji Ci rolled her eyes: "Recognize your age, how many years ago was that? I am the cute junior brother that Senior Sister has spoiled for the longest time."

"screw you."

In a blink of an eye, the two started quarreling again.

Bai Roushuang felt mixed emotions. They were really close to her senior sister.

Since she entered the sect, these senior brothers have been very caring towards her, but she still felt complicated when she saw the senior brothers, with whom she had always worked hard to maintain relationships, behaving like this in front of her senior sister.

Treating each other sincerely and joking casually, there is no need for either party to deliberately win over and please...

Bai Roushuang sighed softly.

Because of Lu Beichen, she had been more or less wary and hostile towards Xu Shulou. Seeing her fellow brothers being so close to the eldest sister, she should have felt a little jealous.

But when he looked at Xu Shulou and remembered how his senior sister took him flying in the night wind, for some reason, he couldn't tell who he envied.

The only reliable second disciple, Song Ping, interrupted them with a smile: "Okay, stop making trouble, let Senior Sister change her clothes. By the way, Senior Sister, you came back just in time for Master to come out of retreat, and he must be thinking about you too."

Song Ping, the second disciple of Mingyue Peak, has made a name for himself in the cultivation world. He is known as the "Sword of the Remaining Sun" and is a most fair and tolerant person.

Song Ping in Xu Shulou's dream once advised her earnestly: "Junior sister cried so much that her eyes were swollen. You are a senior sister, much older than her, why bother with her?"

Xu Shulou felt that what was described in this story was probably a version of Mingyue Peak that lacked wisdom.

Looking at the fifth and sixth junior brothers who were happily fighting, I felt that they didn't seem to be that smart in real life.

Xu Shulou laughed and said to Song Ping, "I miss him, too."

Song Ping looked at Bai Roushuang again and said, "Junior sister, come with us to welcome Master out of retreat."

Bai Roushuang naturally nodded in agreement.

In the evening, she was worried about this matter but also a little nervous. As soon as she entered the sect, her master went into seclusion.

Her impression of Immortal Chang Yu remained on the night he took her away from the brothel. As if a god had descended from heaven, the immortal dressed in white, with all his grace, landed in front of her, saying that she had good roots, and asked if she was willing to follow him in cultivating immortality.

He was different from Lu Beichen. Lu Beichen could still make her want to cling to him, but Immortal Master Chang Yu was like the clouds in the sky and the snow on the mountain top, ethereal and otherworldly. She was in awe and admired him, but she dared not get close to him.

After thinking it over, she went to Xu Shulou for help. The eldest sister had been in the sect the longest and must know the master the best.

Xu Shulou had changed into a white brocade robe with gold threads and was basking in the moonlight in the yard, holding her gold-rimmed folding fan.

There were a few fellow apprentices nearby, laughing and joking as they gathered under a peach tree, digging up the peach wine she had brewed many years ago.

Bai Roushuang paused slightly when she saw how happy they were.

However, when Xu Shulou saw her, he waved and invited her in. He took the wine jar that the Sixth Junior Brother had just dug out and poured her a glass of peach blossom wine: "I was just about to ask someone to go over and treat you. I brewed it myself. Want to try it?"

Jiang Yan immediately sighed in a pretentious manner: "Senior sister, you are really biased. You don't love us anymore now that you have a little junior sister."

"Don't listen to him," Xu Shulou smiled at Bai Roushuang, "I will open a jar of wine for every disciple who joins Mingyue Peak. Today is the perfect time to make up for it for you."

Bai Roushuang held the wine glass and drank it down. The slightly cool wine went down her throat, bringing with it a spiritual aura that calmed the depression in her heart.

Her eyes lit up: "It tastes good."

Everyone divided up a jar of wine. Seeing that there was not much left in the jar, the fifth and sixth junior brothers were ready to grab some, but Xu Shulou hit them on the forehead with a fan and said, "Give the rest to the little junior sister. No one else is allowed to grab it."

Amid the cries of favoritism from her senior sisters, Bai Roushuang smiled softly. At this moment, according to her usual gentle and sensible image, she should have generously stepped forward and offered the remaining wine to her senior brothers, but this peach blossom wine was too delicious, and...

She held her face in her hands and thought, it seems to be pretty good to be a little sister favored by the eldest sister.

After drinking peach blossom wine, Xu Shulou asked Bai Roushuang why she came to see him.

Xu Shulou was indeed the disciple who had been with the school the longest. He was very reliable. After listening to his junior sister's concerns, he gave some useful advice after a little thought: "If you want the master to like you, then when you eat together, don't fight with him for the roast chicken."

"What?" Bai Roushuang thought she had heard wrongly. How could such a high-ranking and spotless person be associated with the word roast chicken?

"You like roast chicken too?" Xu Shulou obviously misunderstood her strange expression as reluctance, "If you like it, fight with him for it. There's no need to spoil him."

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