Mu Xiu said something and ran out.

Cui Ming pouted, "I'm getting old, I'm useless now! I can't even stand a little bit of fragrance! I'm really useless!"

As he spoke, his gaze drifted off, and he stared blankly at the Buddha statue. "If we still can't recruit disciples and don't have funds, this Sword Pavilion will cease to exist! At this time, I hope Yin Yang won't take Xuan Qing'er out to cause trouble..."

"No matter who caused this trouble, don't even think about making me pay a single penny!" Cui Ming suddenly flew into a rage, acting like a miser.

——

Yin Yang led Mo Chen to his room. "You can stay here for now. I'll go get you some medicine."

Mo Chen looked at the wooden house where Yin Yang lived with some doubt, "Why are your elders' rooms still so dilapidated?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Yang blushed instantly. "Ahem, well... because the Sword Pavilion has a small number of members and a lack of funds, so..."

Before Yin Yang could finish speaking, Xuan Qing'er walked in. "Yin Yang, let them stay in my room. After all, this brother is injured."

Yin Yang frowned. "How can that be? How can a girl like you sleep on such a hard bed! Those two grown men will be fine!"

Mo Chen was stunned. This doting husband really is something else!

"But……"

Xuan Qing'er wanted to say something, but Yin Yang pushed her out the door, saying, "It's alright, you don't need to worry about this. Go and make some food!"

"Oh, okay..." Xuan Qing'er said with her head down and then left.

Yin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Mo Chen, who had a mischievous grin on his face, "What are you doing?"

"I knew it! So you gave the Elder's Room to Xuan Qing'er! It seems she's unaware of it yet~" Mo Chen chuckled. "Men are generous, but I didn't expect you to be so generous with your Yin-Yang secrets, even to women!"

"If you dare to reveal my identity, I won't let you off!" Yin Yang glared fiercely at Mo Chen.

"Don't worry, I'm not your enemy!" Mo Chen said with a smile. "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, I came here with Gu Liyan on this mission. He's still waiting for me at Wanbao Palace. I need to go and tell him, so you'll have to look after this person for now."

Yin Yang frowned. "What? Gu Liyan is with you?"

"Yes, wait for me, I'll go to Wanbao Palace and bring him here." After saying that, Mo Chen left.

Yin Yang frowned. "Gu Liyan is here too? So the prophecy circulating in this world..."

Thinking of this, Yin Yang stood up and walked towards the Buddhist hall.

——

"Ahem, Master, I'm telling you, you don't need to pray to Buddha anymore. Yin Yang just brought back a patron!" Mu Xiu said with a fawning expression, enduring the lingering fragrance of the Buddhist hall.

“I watched Yin Yang grow up, how could he possibly know a sugar daddy? I think you’re overthinking it!” Cui Ming glared at Mu Xiu and said.

But then, a thought suddenly struck him. "No! If they really are Yin-Yang friends, then this guy must be a penniless wretch. We have to kick them out! Someone, come here—"

Before Mu Xiu could interrupt, Cui Ming called out directly. As soon as he finished speaking, a chubby boy came up to Cui Ming from outside the door. "Master, did you call me?"

Upon seeing the newcomer reeking of beggar's chicken, Cui Ming was immediately enraged. "How could I have taken you as my apprentice? You're lazy, gluttonous, and unwilling to improve! And now you dare to steal food! Did you even give it to your master before you ate it!"

Yiping lowered his head and said, "Ahem, Master, the swordsmanship you taught me is just too exquisite. I was so engrossed in learning that I ended up with an empty stomach. I found a piece of spoiled chicken left in the kitchen and filled my stomach with it—"

“You…” Cui Ming stared, then spoke gently, “You are truly a good disciple of your master! It’s rare to see you so diligent. Come, come, I will give you an easy task.”

"Disciple will do his best to serve Master." Yiping nodded obediently.

"Go, call your good-for-nothing senior brother here!" Cui Ming nodded and spoke.

"yes!"

Yiping obediently left.

Cui Ming sighed, "Alas, now, only Yiping is truly loyal to Jian Ge!"

Mu Xiu said with a look of disgust, "Sect Master, I think Yi Ping is lazy and good-for-nothing, and doesn't work as hard as Yi Sheng at all!"

"Hmph, what do you know? Look at Yisheng, he's been studying my swordsmanship for so long, how much progress has he made? Yiping is much better, he's always there whenever I need him! Unlike Yisheng, who is outrageously selfish!"

Mu Xiu shook his head, knowing Cui Ming's temperament and that he couldn't plead for Yi Sheng. So he changed the subject to Mo Chen and the others: "Sect Master, I hope to meet Yin Yang's friends. I think they are very likely to be the chosen ones."

"The Chosen Ones?" Cui Ming waved his hand impatiently. "What Chosen Ones? They're all a bunch of hypocritical liars! It's long since become impossible to tell how many of the Chosen Ones from each year are real and how many are fake!"

"But I noticed those two people had an extraordinary air about them. What if it's true..."

"Mu Xiu, although your swordsmanship is among the best in our Sword Pavilion, your experience is still far from sufficient! Think about it, who do the chosen ones cooperate with? How could they possibly look up to a small sect like ours? Even if they do, it has nothing to do with us! We can't afford to gamble!" Cui Ming said with a solemn expression.

Mu Xiu frowned slightly, thinking about Mo Chen and Jin Yi's attire, and Mo Chen's disdainful gaze, and for a moment she was undecided...

Before Mu Xiu could say anything more, a young man dressed in white walked in. His handsome and refined appearance exuded a scholarly air.

Yi Sheng bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Yi Sheng greets the Pavilion Master and the Sword-Holding Elder."

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