"If you want to cry, then cry." Although Wei Ya didn't know why he was suddenly so sad, he felt quite sorry for him.

“I am a man.” Gu Yu looked at him and frowned.

"So what if he's a man? Men can cry if they want to." Wei Ya flipped the meat on the grill, which sizzled with oil.

"I've only cried twice in my life."

"Which two times?" Wei Ya asked, intrigued.

"The first time I thought my master had returned alive, I cried. The second time was when she successfully ascended to immortality." Gu Yu's voice was still a little hoarse from choking up just now.

"The reason you're crying is because of your master. Your master is the most important person in your life. What about your future wife?" Wei Ya thought of his brother. The first time he saw this kid, he was probably already jealous.

Gu Yu pursed her thin, pink lips, a strange emotion flashing in her obsidian-like eyes. "I never thought of that."

"You're such a little iceberg. You're very loyal to your master, but you're probably quite oblivious when it comes to love." Wei Ya put the roasted meat on a plate and said to Gu Yu, "There's some tea I made over there, take it."

"Okay." Gu Yu obediently ran inside, her two delicate white hands carrying the tea tray.

Wei Ya carried the tray with one hand, and with a flick of her sleeve, a clear barrier was added to the shop door.

Gu Yu glanced at it, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the stairs.

Wei Ya chuckled, "Gu Yu, you didn't even react when I closed the door."

"What kind of reaction do you want?" Gu Yu turned to look at him, her delicate face expressionless.

"Aren't you worried that I might do something to you?" Wei Ya walked over with the plate in her hand.

"What would you do to a child?" Gu Yu rolled her eyes at him and went upstairs.

Wei Ya let out a joyful laugh from her chest, and a broad smile appeared on her face as she followed.

...

Following the route Wei Ya had given her, Qiao Qiu arrived at a desolate mountaintop. From afar, she could see a dark mass of clouds, with ominous clouds of impending doom swirling around it.

When she looked closely, she discovered that Xuan Lan was standing beneath the cloud of calamity.

Just as Qiao Qiu was about to greet him, a bolt of purple lightning struck Xuan Lan. Before she could even cry out in surprise, Xuan Lan waved his hand, and a burst of immortal power dispersed the lightning.

Qiao Qiu: "..."

What kind of bizarre "operation" is this?

Then two more bolts of lightning struck down, but Xuanlan waved his hand and flicked his finger, dispersing the lightning in a fancy way.

Mommy saw a ghost, Mommy.

Qiao Qiu felt like she was in a dream. Why was she going through such a difficult ordeal, but this guy didn't seem to care at all?

Completely losing her temper, Qiao Qiu turned and left.

I never want to see this person again; it's just infuriating to compare myself to others.

The tribulation clouds roared terrifyingly one after another. Underneath these tribulation clouds, Qiao Qiu was as insignificant as a blade of grass on the ground. She came and went without Xuan Lan noticing, as he was focused on dealing with the lightning tribulation.

Qiao Qiu flew down the mountain peak and landed in the valley.

There was a spring in the valley. Qiao Qiu stepped on the water and flew to the shore. She wore a light blue fairy dress and her figure was graceful and elegant.

With her feet firmly on the ground, Qiao Qiu put her left hand behind her back, looked at the tribulation clouds in the sky, and sighed slightly. She really owed him something.

Qiao Qiuxuan transformed, her dress becoming a fisherwoman's outfit, with only wide trousers underneath, the sleeves of her clothes rolled up, and a fisherman's hat on her head.

He stretched out his hand, and a fishing rod appeared. On a relatively flat spot on the bank, a small stool and a small bucket materialized.

Qiao Qiu walked over, sat on the stool, touched the fishing hook, conjured a small earthworm and hooked it on, then held the rod in one hand and the line in the other. With a slight pull of the line and a release of the rod, the fishing line flew out and landed on the lake surface, almost in the center.

The transparent fishing line sank little by little, leaving only three green floats on the surface of the water.

Although she didn't know why Xuanlan was undergoing tribulation, fishing was the best way to calm her mind right now, allowing her to stop thinking about other things.

She stared intently at the motionless float on the water's surface, waiting for the moment it would return to its original position.

Qiao Qiu waited for a while, but the thunder and lightning in the sky could not disturb her.

Actually, the sound wasn't that loud in this valley; the sound of thunder seemed to be mostly isolated on the other side.

The fish seemed to be affected by the lightning; they didn't bite the hook.

Qiao Qiu wasn't a novice fisherman; she had some experience, so she waited patiently for a while.

Suddenly the float moved, and Qiao Qiu felt something in her hand. She quickly pulled, and a small fish flew out.

However, just as it flew out of the water, it fell back into the water.

"Oh dear, what a pity." Qiao Qiu slapped her knee and said regretfully.

"It's okay, let's try again."

Qiao Qiu cheered herself up, calmed herself down, and continued to let out the line, keeping her eyes on the float. This time, she was determined to pull it up.

After waiting a while, the float moved slightly. Qiao Qiu didn't pull it immediately. She waited a little longer, and the moment she saw the other floats rise to the surface, she pulled hard—

It didn't move...

Qiao Qiu had a premonition, and then she felt the fishing line taut, almost pulling her fishing rod away.

Qiao Qiu gripped the bar firmly and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, still trying to escape? If I were weak and helpless, you might actually pull me away. Now that I'm an immortal, how could I be weaker than you? Come on up here."

After speaking, Qiao Qiu pulled hard again, and a carp weighing eight or nine pounds flew out of the water and landed steadily in her bucket.

However, her bucket seemed a bit small, and the fish got stunned.

Qiao Qiu tapped the edge of the bucket with her finger, and it immediately grew larger. Then she cast a spell to make the spring water fly into the bucket.

Qiao Qiu took the fishhook out of its mouth, threw it aside, and it disappeared.

She poked the fish head, wondering what to make it into—sweet and sour carp? Or grilled fish? She liked both of them.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! It hurts so much!"

As Qiao Qiu was pondering what to do, a boy's voice suddenly rang out. The fish under her hand thrashed about, splashing water. Qiao Qiu's figure flashed away from the edge of the bucket, while simultaneously adding a protective shield to the bucket.

Sure enough, the moment she added the protective shield, the fish leaped up, trying to return to the spring, but was blocked by her shield.

The next second, Qiao Qiu appeared by the bucket, looking at the fish, and said regretfully, "Things from the Immortal Realm are just not good. Whatever you encounter becomes sentient, making it impossible for me to satisfy my appetite."

"You, you, you, you actually want to eat me!" The carp swam nervously back and forth in the bucket.

"The more you move, the more I want to eat you," Qiao Qiu said with a smile.

The carp was so frightened that it stopped abruptly and remained motionless in the bucket.

Qiao Qiu waved her hand to dispel the protective shield, pointed her finger at the carp, and froze it.

What are you going to do?

Qiao Qiu squatted down. "What am I going to do? Don't think I don't know you're trying to run away." (For the latest chapters, please visit Tangkehang on your mobile phone.)

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