Qin Shou sat under the peach tree, took out the cursed doll, and started the daily curse quest.

In recent years, whenever Qin Shou felt bored in his spare time, he would take out the cursed figurine engraved with "Master Duqing" and send it a "good intention" from a distant place to the other party.

In his joy, the Qin beast would generously offer up a portion of its lifespan.

A single session typically lasts from one hour to three days.

The most impressive time Qin Beast waved his hand was when he directly consumed three days and two full hours of his lifespan.

"Damn it! This scoundrel has already wasted several years of my lifespan!"

The Qin beast cursed and swore, and even slapped the little bronze figure a few times, almost knocking its head off.

Click!

At this moment, the little bronze figure that had accompanied Qin Beast for two years suddenly cracked.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Qin Shou was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused.

"Did the curse power inside run out? Or did the cursed person die???"

With some questions in mind, Qin Shou sent a letter to Xiao Xuan, asking him to keep an eye on the situation at the Forgetful Holy Temple in Beiju Luzhou.

A month later, Xiao Xuan sent word that the Palace Master of the Forgetful Love Temple, Master Duqing, had suddenly died a month earlier, suspected to have suffered a cultivation mishap and been destroyed in both body and soul.

"Holy crap!"

Upon hearing the news, Qin Shou was first shocked, then overjoyed, and finally felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.

"Sigh... you've been with me for two years, and your sudden departure has left me feeling a little sad."

Qin Shou held the torn figurine, wiped his dry eyes, then tossed it aside and sighed wistfully as he gazed at the bright moon.

"So boring~, so boring~"

With a series of sighs, Qin Shou sent another letter to Xiao Xuan.

The letter roughly stated that the master was saddened by the hardships his beloved disciple had endured and asked if there were any potential powerful enemies, as the master was willing to relieve his disciple's worries. In response, Xiao Xuan replied with a long list of names and added a note at the end: "Waaah~, as expected, Master still loves me the most. Your disciple will never forget your kindness for ten thousand years."

After reading the letter, Qin Shou remained silent for a moment, then paced back and forth on the hilltop, holding the envelope. After a long while, as if he had made some important decision, he looked up at the sky and sighed repeatedly. Finally, with a heavy heart, he sent a letter to Xiao Xuan.

The gist is: "I have observed the celestial phenomena last night and believe that our fates as master and disciple are incompatible. There is only one solution at this moment. With tears in my eyes, I have no choice but to sever our master-disciple relationship. Meeting you in this life is already the best possible outcome; may I be your master again in the next life..."

The Vermilion Bird Palace, the Imperial Garden.

Yaoyue was urging Yuanbao to lose weight with an iron rod, while Xiao Xuan leaned back in a chair, leisurely eating spiritual fruit and watching the scene with schadenfreude, occasionally raising his fist and shouting, "Go, Madam!"

"Sigh, look how tired this brat is making my wife."

"My dear wife, if you get tired later, I'll take over."

"Ah, the sun is shining so brightly today!"

Xiao Xuan was probably tired of lying down, so he stood up and stretched in front of the sun.

At this moment, he felt that life was infinitely wonderful. First, his master sent a letter expressing boundless care, which was unprecedented. Then, he could now unleash his power and "bully" his foolish son as he pleased.

"My junior sister is gone too, so no one in the capital can suppress me anymore, ahahahaha~~~~"

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuan looked up at the sky and let out a long roar.

Buzz!

Just then, a paper crane carrying a message flew out from the void in front of him, with a storage ring in its beak.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Xuan's eyes lit up with joy.

"Ha! There's also a storage ring!"

"It seems Master is moved by my hardships as his little disciple and has specially sent me spirit stones as a token of his appreciation."

"La la la, there's no one better than Master in this world, a child with Master is like a treasure~~"

Xiao Xuan hummed happily.

But when he opened the envelope, he was completely dumbfounded.

Boom!

My mind went blank, as if I'd been struck by lightning, and I stood there dumbfounded.

"ah--! "

"No, Master!"

"What on earth happened? Everything was fine just a while ago!"

Xiao Xuan clutched his head and wailed. The words on the letter, such as "The master-disciple relationship is over," "The storage ring is your severance pay," and "Don't tell anyone you have a master when you're out and about," were particularly eye-catching.

"Huh? Severance pay!"

Xiao Xuan wiped away his tears, composed himself, and scanned the storage ring with his divine sense.

"Hmm? One hundred million top-grade spirit stones!"

"Hahaha~~, so many!"

"As expected, Master still loves me!"

Looking at the white spirit stones, Xiao Xuan's sorrow was instantly lessened. He kicked over a chair, rushed to the Imperial Garden, kicked Yuanbao's little belly a few times, then hugged Yaoyue and spun her around, giving her a few big kisses.

"Oh dear, my husband, the child is still here."

The beauty is shy and bashful, making all the flowers pale in comparison.

"........"

Xiao Yu slumped to the ground, his face full of grievance.

She pouted and muttered:

"Father, if you bully me again, I'm going back to the mountain to find my junior aunt."

"Son, what did you just say?"

Xiao Xuan put down Yaoyue and asked loudly.

"What? I didn't say anything, Dad!"

Xiao Yu spread his hands innocently.

"Son, it's time for your homework, go on." Xiao Xuan carried Yaoyue away, "Madam, let's go do our homework too."

The Empress's bedroom.

"My husband, what makes you so happy?"

"Haha, of course it's about making babies!"

"Hehe, my husband, it's daytime now."

"Oh, what are you saying? My husband always comes day and night."

"Oh dear, I'm so shy~~"

"My dear wife, don't be shy. Take a nice bath first, and then I'll come over after I've gone to reply to my master."

Xiao Xuan wielded his brush and ink in the hall, sending a letter to Qin Shou in a free and easy manner.

[From Master]

Disciple is deeply grateful for Master's care, and tears well up in his eyes. He has received the storage ring, but he is somewhat disappointed and does not understand why Master is unwilling to send him a letter, even just a few words.

Compared to those cold, hard spirit stones, this disciple prefers Master's warm handwriting, even if it's just a single word, even if it's a scolding...

Master, your disciple has missed you for countless days.

—Respectfully submitted by your dearest disciple, Siwu!

Xiao Xuan carefully folded the envelope, then turned and excitedly rushed into the misty bath.

"Hehehe, my dear wife, your husband is here!"

"Husband, what are you doing...?"

"Of course, it's about playing with mandarin ducks in the Mandarin Duck Pond, hehehe..."

......

On Turtle Mountain.

Qin Shou was playing chess with Song Ningsheng, and the two... were locked in a one-sided stalemate.

"Your fat apprentice is asleep. What's the point of dragging this out any longer?"

Song Ning abruptly added, "And that fish and that rabbit were also scared by me; they definitely wouldn't dare to overturn the chessboard."

"What nonsense! What kind of talk is that?!"

Qin Shou immediately glared, indignantly saying, "What kind of person do you take me for? When have I ever cheated you!"

"Ha, what do you take me for? Don't you know your own name?"

Song Ningsheng rolled his eyes. Spending time with this person had honed his verbal skills to perfection.

"you....... "

Qin Shou felt deeply wronged and was about to say something in rebuttal when Xiao Xuan's reply arrived.

After reading the envelope, Qin Shou fell silent, then slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and roared:

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

"I, Qin Shou, have been so clever all my life, yet this time I've done something as foolish as 'throwing a spirit stone at a dog, never to return.'"

"Hey, look, I clearly put the envelope and the storage ring together, but he's telling me he saw the storage ring but not the envelope..."

Qin Shou, holding Xiao Xuan's envelope, launched into a tirade against Song Ningsheng.

Song Ningsheng remained silent, staring at the shattered chessboard before him, lost in a long silence.

"Damn it, that bastard apprentice dares to play tricks on his former master. Humph, when he comes back next time, I'll skin him alive."

"Damn it..."

Qin Shou walked away, cursing and swearing, clutching the envelope.