Zhao Zhao stood up, shook off the sand in his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"

Si Yi curled her lips into a smile and waved at him gently: "Come to me."

Seeing this, the people around him enthusiastically made way for him.

They saw that Jian Jun was particularly kind to the young man, and they all smiled kindly at Zhao Zhao at the same time.

"Whose boy is this? He's so handsome."

"Her cultivation is also... well, she is indeed beautiful."

These immortal cultivators who dared to bravely venture into the mysterious realm of fantasy were all chosen ones with superb cultivation. They were very arrogant and naturally looked down upon a good-for-nothing like Zhao Zhao. At this moment, they only complimented Zhao Zhao's appearance a few words for the sake of Si Yi's face and then stopped talking.

Zhao Zhao grinned and raised a smile that couldn't be more fake. As soon as she walked to Si Yi, he touched her head.

Zhao Zhao: ...The devil's hand.

If it were two days ago, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but suspect that the hands on his head might twist his head off, but today he didn't have such concerns.

He looked up and said unhappily, "Why did you call me here?"

Si Yi didn't argue with him, the smile still welded on his face. He took Zhao Zhao with him in a friendly manner and introduced him to the group of cultivators who came to curry his favor: "This is my junior fellow apprentice, Mu Zezhao."

Someone asked in surprise, "But he is the son of Sect Leader Mu?" He couldn't help but look at the expressionless boy a few more times.

Si Yi nodded, "That's right." He tapped Zhao Zhao's head gently, lowered his eyes and smiled at Zhao Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, say hello to the senior." He maintained a polite demeanor and there was nothing wrong with him.

Although these people look young, they are actually in their fifties or sixties. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are seniors.

Although Zhao Zhao didn't like them caring about him because of his senior brother and father, who could blame him for being a loser who had to rely on others? He had to accept his fate if he was incompetent.

He greeted everyone honestly and exchanged a few pleasantries. Si Yi then took him away from the center of the crowd. The two of them walked alone to a small corner, waiting for the opening of the Fantasy Secret Realm.

During this period, many people came one after another, including several senior brothers and sisters from Fengling Sword Sect. After they met Si Yi one by one in the small corner, they were fooled by him and left.

People came and went in the small corner, but in the end, only Zhao Zhao and Si Yi were left.

Considering that Si Yi had lied to him many times before, Zhao Zhao turned his back to him, not wanting to pay attention to him, and kept chatting with the system in his mind.

Since no one bothered him, Si Yi leaned against a sand pillar with his arms crossed and closed his eyes to rest.

The atmosphere between the two of them was quite tense.

Si Yi really didn't want to care about his little temper. After all, he felt that he had indulged Zhao Zhao too much.

"Gu~"

In the air, Zhao Zhao's stomach suddenly rumbled...

Si Yi sighed inwardly, and smiled again: "Junior brother, there is no inn here, where is the fasting pill?"

Zhao Zhao was bored and played with sand. He took the time to reply: "I know, I'll eat it later." He really didn't like the fasting pills. He hated it more than eating white rice.

If I had known this earlier, I would have asked his father to pack up the banquet in a storage bag and take it away.

Zhao Zhao was upset about what a miserable life he was living. A shadow appeared in front of him. Si Yi stood in front of him. He still had that fake smile on his face, even though he was far away from the crowd.

On his slender white fingers, he pinched a soybean-sized pill and handed it to him. Knowing that Si Yi was urging him, he grumbled in dissatisfaction, took it and ate it honestly, complaining: "Ugh, it tastes terrible."

Zhao Zhao took a quick look at Si Yi's expression. For some reason, he felt that Si Yi was someone worth provoking today.

He thought that Si Yi was quite good at maintaining his personality. If he had been in the Sword Sect two days ago, he would have given him a cold look.

Zhao Zhao felt complicated, and so did Si Yi. He wanted to both strangle Zhao Zhao and beat him to death.

However, the little bit of conscience and the guilty feeling in his heart were stopping him from thinking that.

Looking at the arrogant Zhao Zhao, Si Yi smiled but felt regretful in his heart. He should have starved him to death earlier.