Seeing Zhao Youliang's appearance, the gentleman knew that he had not yet "woke up," so he stopped asking questions and instead held Chang Jie in his arms and smiled as he spoke.

"Xiao Jie, how have you been lately? Have you missed me?"

Chang Jie grew up in her husband's arms, how could she not miss him?

Hearing this, she rubbed her chubby little head against her husband's face and replied, "I've been wanting to for a long time."

"Sir, where have you been all this time? Why haven't you come to see me?"

The one who answered Chang Jie was not the teacher, but the carefree little monk.

He first shared half of his spicy snack with Chang Jie before speaking softly.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha".

“Some foreign deities have been disobedient lately, so you took me to spank them.”

"But there are too many foreign deities, so many have run away."

"Oh, oh." Chang Jie took a puff of cigarette and a spicy snack, enjoying himself immensely.

And she wasn't surprised at all that her husband had gone to spank a foreign deity.

The world is vast, and the teacher is the greatest, so he can spank whoever he wants.

“Sir, while you were away, the town has become quite strange, and Quantum has been bullied terribly.”

"I benefited from this, and I got slapped a lot."

Upon hearing that Chang Jie had been beaten, the gentleman frowned slightly.

However, he didn't say anything, but simply took out a black "notebook" and a blood-red calligraphy brush and gave them to Chang Jie.

"Xiao Jie, write down the name of anyone who has bullied you."

"Everything will be judged by public opinion."

"Oh." Chang Jie, who was always well-behaved, nodded and put the pen and notebook into his eggshell.

During this time, the man had already carried him and led the little monk toward the town's residents.

The residents all knew this great philanthropist, and now it seems that this great philanthropist was actually a deity, a "spirit medium" even more powerful than quantum mechanics.

Therefore, their attitude became even more respectful.

Several elderly people were sent as representatives to talk with the gentleman.

"Sir, when did you arrive? Why didn't you let us know in advance? We could have picked you up outside town!"

The gentleman remained as polite as ever, chatting with the old man about everyday matters with a smile.

They patiently took the pulse of each elderly person and cared about their health.

During this time, Zhao Youliang discovered a strange phenomenon: the medicines prescribed by the master to the sick elderly were all ordinary "commercial medicines" available on the market, not medicines from the cultivation world.

Liao Zhiyuan explained, "It's just fate, Brother Quantum."

"If everyone could be cured of their illnesses and live to a ripe old age with medicine, wouldn't that disrupt the natural order of things?"

"In fact, whether it's lifespan or other things, it's all about 'reaping what you sow'."

Zhao Youliang understood Liao Zhiyuan's saying "you reap what you sow," which is similar to the idea that you reap what you sow.

To put it simply: you got blisters on your feet yourself, so you can't blame anyone else.

After treating the elderly in the town, the gentleman did not leave, but moved into a small building specially built for him at the school.

The small building named "Untainted by Dust".

The moment the gentleman moved in, the deathly aura that had enveloped the town dissipated rapidly, revealing the long-awaited sunshine.

Of course, the gentleman didn't forget to say goodbye to the little white crow before he left.

"It's been a long time, Xiaobai."

“From today onwards, you can come to the school to find me. Every day I will give you a one-hour private talk on the path of cultivation.”

"Until I left the town."

Upon hearing the master's words, the little white crow was overjoyed and immediately knelt down to kowtow: "Thank you, master! You are so kind!"

After the master had walked away, the little white crow suddenly realized what had happened, and tears instantly streamed down its face: "Ancestor... could it be that Ancestor...?"

"No, I have to go back and check right away!"

Zhao Youliang certainly couldn't let Xiaobai go back alone; instead, he took the entire gang with him.

Even Li Mao was picked up and carried on Liao Zhiyuan's shoulder.

To speed things up, the big yellow dog even unusually volunteered to be its mount.

After leaving the town, the town's tyrant roared and grew to the size of a calf, simultaneously splitting into three clones.

They carried Zhao Youliang's gang straight to Skull Mountain.

When they arrived, they saw Ya Zu standing alone at the entrance of the valley, leaning on his cane, looking rather forlorn.

"Ancestor!"

Little White Crow immediately flew over: "Ancestor, I'm back! It's so good that you're alright!"

The patriarch of crows looked at the little white crow flying closer and smiled kindly.

"Kid, why are you back? Did you get 'returned' by the branch?"

The little white crow blushed deeply after being teased by its ancestor: "Ancestor, what are you saying? How could that be!"

"I get along very well with Quantum and Chang Jie."

"Oh, by the way, what are you doing standing here by yourself, Ancestor?"

“In the past, when I begged you to take me out to play, you wouldn’t even let me waste my cultivation time.”

"Why did you come out by yourself this time?"

Upon hearing Little White Crow's words, Crow Ancestor showed a hint of regret on his face.

"Sigh, yes, why did I only know how to cultivate before, and not spend more time with you?"

“Child, your ancestor was wrong before.”

"Oh right, you haven't answered me yet, why did you suddenly come back?"

Upon hearing this, the little white crow recounted its encounter with the gentleman.

Upon hearing this, Crow Ancestor was overjoyed: "Good child, has the teacher really agreed to teach you?"

"Did he... did he say he wanted to take you as his apprentice?!"

After asking the previous question, Crow Ancestor hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "Sir, I was wrong, I was greedy!"

"You agreeing to teach Xiaobai is already an incredible stroke of luck for our Black Crow clan!"

"Old crow, thank you, thank you!"

As he spoke, Ya Zu knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing that the Crow Ancestor had finished kowtowing but still didn't get up, Little White Crow spoke up.

"Please get up, Ancestor. The master doesn't care about formalities; a few bows are enough."

Upon hearing this, the Crow Ancestor smiled wryly and gently stroked the little white crow in front of him.

"Child, your ancestor can't get up, I'm going to die."

"What?!" The little white crow exclaimed in surprise.

However, before he could speak, he was stopped by the raven ancestor's eyes.

“Child, listen to me. From now on, we, the Black Crow Clan, are in your hands.”

"You must cherish this opportunity to learn from the Master and quickly improve your skills."

“Child, your ancestor can’t bear to part with you, can’t bear to part with our Black Crow clan.”

After saying that, Crow Ancestor gently waved his hand, and Little White Crow landed uncontrollably on Zhao Youliang's shoulder.

Then the patriarch of crows once again kowtowed to the ground: "The old crow thanks you, sir, and on behalf of Little White, thanks you, sir!"

"Old Crow, I'm leaving now. I won't be able to serve you anymore!"

After saying this, the patriarch of the Outer Eight Schools fell silent...

"Ancestor!!!" Little White howled and fainted.

Even when she was dizzy, blood and tears kept streaming from her eyes.

Then, countless crows flew out of Skull Mountain, circling above the Crow Ancestor and cawing mournfully.

"Alas!" A soft sigh rang out; it was the gentleman's voice.

"Senior Crow Ancestor, please rest assured. From today onwards, Xiaobai is my formal disciple."

"We will definitely not let him be bullied."