Chapter 18 The fire you mentioned is a strange fire.

Is this... taking him to meet his parents?

So soon, he wasn't ready.

Qin Qin, her limbs stiff, was pulled by her to the three boys.

After a moment's hesitation, he awkwardly took the initiative to greet them, "Senior Brother Su, Junior Brother Bai, Junior Brother Lin."

Su Qingliu gently lifted his eyelashes, his fingertips lightly caressing his wife, lost in thought.

very good.

I'll beat him to a pulp.

Bai Ziye tilted his head, revealing a meaningful smile, "Heh."

You wait, it's best not to close your eyes when you sleep.

"Tch!" Lin Yujin's disdain was written all over her face.

In the time it takes to fart, they're calling each other all lovey-dovey!

What Junior Brother Lin!

Who is your junior brother Lin?!

How dare they covet their junior sister!

Jiang Xianwan turned her head away in suspicion.

The politeness came out of nowhere, which was truly puzzling.

However, she didn't have time to think about it in detail.

The effects of the medicine wear off quickly; once Hua Buxiu wakes up, they're doomed!

He grabbed Lin Yujin, whose eyes were gleaming with malice, and threw her aside, revealing a young man who was fast asleep, his hair and clothes disheveled. "Look!"

Qinqin's dimples deepened.

It really is about meeting the parents!

How direct!

He likes it!

This reaction caused Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye to exchange a silent glance, both with constipated expressions and layers of murderous intent.

Their adorable junior sister was completely oblivious, enthusiastically gesturing at Hua Buxiu as if showing off her merchandise.

"Senior Brother Qin, please look here!"

Qin Qin lowered her eyes and looked over shyly.

"You know he is our master, right?"

"……Know."

"Then you know he possesses a strange fire, right?"

"……Know."

"Your wife needs tempering, perfect timing. We... ah, Master can breathe fire, I'll give him to you today, how about it?"

"…?" Qin Qin felt increasingly uneasy as she listened, and finally, her expression changed again. "The fire you're talking about is a strange fire?"

Su Qingliu: Otherwise, what kind of fire did you think it was?

Bai Ziye: Doesn't that sound a bit infuriating?

Lin Yujin: Isn't this what we've been talking about all along? Unless you want to play with fire.

Jiang Xianwan looked at him innocently.

Otherwise, what kind of fire?

Qin Qin suddenly gripped the sword hilt tightly, her knuckles cracking. She took several deep breaths and gritted her teeth, "Then the person you're talking about, is it him?"

Jiang Xianwan nodded blankly, "Yes."

What else?

Does she look like a fool who would throw her own head in the sand?

Su Qingliu: Heh, what do you think?

Bai Ziye: Hehe, what do you think?

Lin Yujin: How come Qinqin's expression changed again in the time it takes to fart?

Qin Qin's chest heaved slowly as she gritted her teeth and spat fiercely at Jiang Xianwan, "Liar!"

Not only did they swindle his money, they also tried to deceive his feelings!

Scumbag woman!

Jiang Xianwan was completely bewildered by his scolding. "When did I lie to you? He really can breathe fire! Our hilltops are so close together, don't tell me you didn't know?"

Qinqin was so angry that her eyes turned red. Not wanting to listen to her nagging, she turned and left.

Jiang Xianwan was stunned.

Why would you refuse a strange fire that's offered to you?

That's a cheat code for tempering swords!

Something nudged my waist, and I turned my head to look.

Bai Ziye poked her with his spirit pen, his expression slightly anxious, "Junior Sister, brainwash him! Hua Hua is about to wake up!"

Although Hua Buxiu's cultivation level was average, his speed and ability to beat people were terrifying. The fire he spewed could definitely burn them to ashes.

I really can't imagine it, they were running ahead like madmen, and Hua Buxiu was chasing after them, breathing fire.

The scene was both incredibly beautiful and utterly despairing.

Jiang Xianwan clearly knew the seriousness of the matter and jogged a few steps to catch up with Qin Qin.

Seeing him walking back with his head down, she grabbed his wrist in a moment of panic, "Wait! Listen to me!"

"What are you listening to?" Qin Qin said sternly.

How can you continue to toy with my feelings?

He stopped abruptly and turned around.

But he couldn't bear to shake off her hand.

Jiang Xianwan was caught off guard and crashed into the boy's hard chest.

The moment they closed the distance, the three boys gasped.

Qinqin's anger vanished instantly.

He stared blankly at the girl who was covering her nose and whose eyes were wet, raising his elbow helplessly, then hesitatingly lowering it again.

He stammered, "I... I didn't mean to."

Jiang Xianwan knew, of course, that he hadn't done it on purpose, and raised both hands with sincerity.

"Senior Brother Qin, I really just wanted to help you temper your sword."

"Look, I've even sent my master here, I'm showing my sincerity. How about I let you use it for free for two years as payment, or you can use it for as long as you want."

"You haven't forgotten that he burned down your family's gate, and it took three days and three nights to put it out, have you?"

"Shoot down the eight spirit cranes that just flew back to your sect, and you'll get to eat barbecue for three days straight."

"They even threw the bones in front of your house after they finished eating..."

"Don't you want him to pay compensation?"

Qin Qin remained silent, seemingly truly persuaded by her words.

He glanced sideways at Hua Buxiu, "Really?"

He finally realized what was going on.

It was obvious that Jiang Xianwan and the other three had drugged Hua Buxiu.

They were escorted to the gate of the Taixu Sect.

Why take such a big risk just to help him temper his sword?

Was I too direct in my thinking just now? Is Wanwan not actually a direct woman?

The anger vanished instantly.

Qin Qin's voice softened slightly, but her gaze towards Hua Buxiu gradually became strange. "Are you sure you want to see him sent to the Taixu Sect?"

The elders tried to persuade him eight hundred times with earnest words, and even formed a group to steal it in the middle of the night, but to no avail.

Did they just get themselves brought here like that?

Jiang Xianwan didn't notice his strange behavior, and her eyes lit up.

It clearly means it's feasible!

They immediately added fuel to the fire.

"I'm sure! Then, Senior Brother Qin, do you want it?"

With a thud, her heart suddenly raced, and Qinqin panicked, staggering backward.

Meeting a pair of eager eyes, she turned her head away awkwardly after a moment, "I'll take him away now."

Jiang Xianwan, shameless as ever, pressed his advantage, "There's one more thing."

"What?"

Jiang Xianwan rubbed her hands together, trying to phrase it tactfully, "Well, you can all use my master as you please, don't be shy. But, could you please ask if the four of us could attend your disciple exchange conference?"

After saying that, he pointed to the three teenagers who were staring at him with dark faces.

She knew how unreasonable this request was.

It's no less than if you grabbed a stranger and asked, "Can I take a dump in your house?"

How could the Taixu Sect possibly allow outsiders like them to participate in its grand assembly?

Actually, she was already quite satisfied that she could send her burdensome master away for a while.

For some inexplicable reason, Qinqin, who seemed to have no bottom line, still shamelessly brought it up.

Even though Jiang Xianwan was thick-skinned, he still awkwardly managed to scrape together a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment.

"Well, if it's inconvenient, then..."

"Can."

"Um?"

Not only Jiang Xianwan, but also Su Qingliu and the other two were stunned.

Did Qinqin get her brain squeezed by a door?

Or has Slime gone to such a perverted state?

You think it's okay just because you say so?

Do your sect leaders and elders know about this?

We're going to your house to take a dump!