In Wu Qiuyu's mind, the cups for holding healthy vegetable juice and sweet tea are just ordinary cups.

It's a matter of no more than three people.

But what the hell did Ye Feng pull out of the jade slip?

You call this a cup?

I'm not one of those fish that leaks nine times; don't try to fool me!

This thing should be called a water tank!

Ye Feng took out a domineering, short, stout wine glass from the jade slip and placed it on the table.

It's described as a short, stout, tall wine glass because its stem is really short.

However, the cup belly is indeed fat.

The rim of the cup is more than enough to make a basketball hoop.

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Given that Senior Sister is so beautiful, she needs to supplement her nutrition to maintain her youth, so I specially made this cup. I hope Senior Sister likes it."

I'm shivering and freezing!

Wu Qiuyu trembled all over.

His hand was already reaching out to touch his longsword almost uncontrollably.

I've seen infuriating people before, but never one this infuriating.

They pulled out such a huge thing, and then said it was for your own good.

They even have the high-sounding words about staying young forever.

I'll be completely drunk after that drink!

Let's relive our youth with cumin lamb.

He said it slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth:

"Junior Brother Ye, thank you so much! I appreciate your kind offer!"

"Give me a bowl of cold noodles with lots of chili and a plate of cumin-flavored lamb."

Ye Feng regretfully put the cup back into the jade slip.

"Whenever you want to drink vegetable juice, come to me for a cup. I will keep this cup for you forever."

Wu Qiuyu felt anger rising in his heart and evil thoughts taking root in his mind.

If this kid's cultivation level weren't so low, that slap might have killed him.

I'm going to beat him to a pulp today!

After receiving the prepared food, Wu Qiuyu sat down in the chair with a sullen expression.

While eating, he glared fiercely at Ye Feng.

It was as if they were eating Ye Feng's flesh.

...

Meanwhile, Shenqing Zhenjun was also carefully dealing with Rose Fairy.

The Rose Fairy spoke up, "Since the True Lord is here in person, I will get straight to the point."

I have come here for two reasons. First, I wish to see the place where Youlan underwent her tribulation and attained enlightenment.

Secondly, I'm hereby ordered to inform the True Lord that this year's sect competition is scheduled for April 1st, at the Little Bell Peak of the Guiyi Sect.

Shenqing Zhenjun nodded and said, "I'll trouble you to make the trip, Fairy. We will go there ourselves when the time comes."

As for the place where Fairy Qingyou underwent her tribulation and attained enlightenment, I will personally lead her there later.

Rose Fairy felt a little indignant on behalf of her good friend after hearing Shenqing Zhenjun's calm words.

As his time drew near, he laid down all his magical treasures and embarked on his journey alone, just to see this person one last time.

The person is gone, yet there's no noticeable change in them.

Unrequited love?

Is God ruthless?

Don't the sword cultivators of Mount Shu always pride themselves on following their own will? Yet they also engage in those ruthless practices.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, the Rose Fairy spoke:

"If I may ask, does the True Lord seem unconcerned about the death of my sect's Youlan?"

Shenqing Zhenjun's mind raced.

This is a difficult question to answer. If I say I'm worried, I didn't actually show that I was too sad just now.

If I say I don't care, it would make me seem like a heartless and ungrateful person.

"Although I have known Fairy Youlan for a long time, we were not close friends. Although I regret her early death, I cannot say whether I am saddened by it or not."

So be it if you're heartless and ungrateful; as long as Youlan knows what's going on, that's enough.

The Rose Fairy was furious upon hearing this.

He said in a cold voice, "Well said, 'We're not close friends,' and 'It's not a question of whether we care or not.' Youlan really has a good eye."

To find out that the person she had been searching for all her life was such a cold-hearted person, I felt so sorry for Youlan.

Shenqing Zhenjun has also given up entirely.

They decided to persist in their callousness and ingratitude to the very end.

He frowned slightly and said with displeasure:

"Why does the fairy speak in such a tone? Just because your clan's Youlan liked me, does that mean I must reciprocate her feelings? Does it mean I must be heartbroken after her death?"

The Rose Fairy is exceptionally talented and possesses unparalleled beauty, making her the darling of the sect.

When have I ever been criticized like this?

She immediately raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "Everyone says that sword cultivators are unparalleled in flying swords, but I think their mouths are even more powerful than their swords."

Shenqing Zhenjun was about to retort when he stopped.

He thought to himself, "Why am I arguing with a spoiled little girl?"

The right thing to do is to get the job done and send the person away as soon as possible.

So he said directly, "Since there's nothing else to do, I'll take the fairy to the place where Youlan undergoes her tribulation."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeve and walked out first.

Rose Fairy gritted her teeth in anger, but since the other party didn't give her a chance to talk back, she could only follow along reluctantly.

When the two arrived at the grave, Shenqing Zhenjun stepped aside on his own.

Upon seeing her best friend's grave, the Rose Fairy temporarily forgot about her quarrel with the Divine Lord of Clarity.

With a gentle wave of her hand, some brownish seeds were scattered on the grave.

Her slender hands gently clasped together, and a touch of Daoist charm emerged.

The seeds on the grave quickly took root, sprouted, and grew.

Before long, even more colorful roses bloomed.

After finishing, the Rose Fairy murmured to herself, "You've lived a life of loneliness, and on your deathbed, you entrusted yourself to the wrong person. You've had all the bad luck; you're such an unlucky child."

As she continued to complain, two glistening tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

Scenes from our past interactions began to surface in my mind.

Although they were close friends, Fairy Youlan was a hundred years older than Fairy Rose.

As soon as the Rose Fairy arrived on the mountain, she was taken care of by the Orchid Fairy.

However, compared to Fairy Youlan, Fairy Rose has much better innate talent and comprehension.

But this doesn't stop the Rose Fairy from regarding the Orchid Fairy as her closest sister.

Upon learning that Youlan was nearing her end, she pleaded with her master for a long time.

I hope the sect can temporarily lend Youlan the treasure to help her overcome her tribulation.

Even if it means using one's own future quota.

But the sects obviously wouldn't take that risk.

The price to be paid for activating a supreme treasure is too high, and it will never be made an exception for any disciple who is not one of the most core disciples.

Suppressing her sorrow, the Rose Fairy began to sense things.

Demons of their level always leave behind a powerful aura whenever they arrive.

And the Rose Fairy did indeed sense the aura of the Thousand-Year Calamity Demon here.

This made her feel annoyed.

This unlucky kid is truly unlucky; his unlucky mother opened the door to misfortune, and his bad luck has reached its peak.

With her cultivation level and inherent talent, even a demon with over 500 years of cultivation would almost certainly die.

Surprisingly, a demon with a thousand years of cultivation also appeared.

Shenqing Zhenjun said indifferently from the side, "After you've had your thoughts, Fairy, you should go back and report as soon as possible."

The Rose Fairy felt a raging fire burning wildly above her head.

Why would someone like this cause Youlan so much heartache?

He said fiercely, "On my first visit, you not only fail to offer me warm hospitality, but you also refuse to provide me with even a cup of tea or a meal and try to drive me away. Is this how you, from Shushan, treat your guests?"