He shouldn't have been so soft-hearted as to let the little guy catch fish.

"Hey junior sister, you still haven't told me, where did you get Da Bai from?"

It's clear that Shangguan Shu really likes Da Bai, and he keeps pressing the issue of Bei Yan.

"I found it by the roadside," Bei Yan said with a smile, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

"Oh, I see. You're really lucky, Junior Sister." Shangguan Shu felt it was a pity. He wanted to find out where she got it so he could get one too, and then he wouldn't have to worry about not having fish to eat.

Well, she really is a foodie.

Shangguan Mu shook his head at Shangguan Shu. His junior sister had obviously said it casually, but her silly brother had actually believed it.

For the next six months, the three of them—Bei Yan, Shangguan Shu, and Shangguan Mu—lived like wild men.

Not only were they dragged out of bed before dawn every day for all sorts of physical training, but after all that exhaustion, they still had to earn a living on their own.

The birds and beasts on the mountain, and the fish, shrimp and crabs in the river, now avoid the three of them.

Of course, the three of them also ravaged the wild fruits and vegetables on the mountain.

"Master, I heard that the Second Elder has taught his disciples another set of martial arts techniques. When do you plan to teach us some peerless skills as well?"

Shangguan Shu was plucking the fur off a rabbit, muttering to himself.

"That's right, Master. Little San'er was chatting with me yesterday and said that the Third Elder taught him how to refine another kind of pill. When are you planning to teach us some too?"

Bei Yan sat on a rock with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, turning a piece of rabbit meat in his hand.

"That's right, Master. We're going home in a few days, and you can't expect us to go back so soon."

When our family asked what we had learned in the past six months, we replied that we hadn't learned anything, and that we had just lived like wild men for half a month.

"How embarrassing would that be if word got out? People would say that Elder Qingze is all show and no substance."

Shangguan Mu, who had gone up the mountain to pick wild fruits, just emerged from the woods and flicked the leaves off his hair.

After spending the past six months together, Bei Yan realized that Shangguan Mu was a bit of a brooding person. When they first met, he was like a complete idiot, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

After spending a lot of time with him, you'll find that this seemingly reserved guy talks more than anyone else, and he's also incredibly sarcastic; no one can stand him.

Sure enough, this barrage of complaints made Gu Dong jump up on the spot.

"Well, you three little brats, you've grown some guts, haven't you? Now you know how to team up against an old man like me, huh?"

"Oh, my life is so hard, so miserable! I've raised three such ungrateful wretches!"

The three little rascals rolled their eyes in unison, then continued doing their own thing, tacitly ignoring the troublesome antique.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Gu Dong felt a surge of anger rising in his chest, unable to vent or subside, causing his eyebrows and beard to bristle with rage.

One by one, you've really got some skills!

"Hmph, I was originally planning to teach you the Soul Power Technique today, but since none of you want it, I won't force you. I'm leaving now."

The three people's eyes lit up, and they dropped what they were holding and ran to the antique, surrounding it.

They massaged shoulders, pounded legs, and handed out fruit; they were as obsequious as they could be.

"Master, we knew you were the best. How was my strength?"

Bei Yan massaged the shoulders of the antique, her small face full of flattery. A strong woman can bend and stretch, what's a little bowing down!