Do you know what the outside world is saying about the Way of Ruthlessness?

There was no need for further training, concentration, or meditation. Plus, with their master in seclusion cultivating, there was no one to discipline them, so they had been able to get by these few days and it was quite comfortable.

Leng Can lay in the rocking chair, hiding in the shade, eating watermelon and enjoying the breeze, feeling so comfortable.

"Xiaomo, the watermelon is so sweet, I really want a piece."

"No need." Cong Mo flipped through the scriptures in his hand and shook his head.

This watermelon was because she had angered Leng Can for some unknown reason one day, so she had to go down the mountain. She didn't buy any roast chicken, so she had to buy watermelon, which can be seen everywhere in the summer, as an apology.

"Give me one." He looked at the storybook in his hand, feeling greedy, and was about to reach out to take it.

Leng Can slapped him away, "Brother, you've already eaten the whole watermelon. This is for Xiao Mo and me."

He had rarely gone down the mountain to the human world before, and had never seen such a magical fruit as watermelon. The huge round green striped ball looked ugly and fierce, like a monster's egg, but inside was beautiful red flesh. He was captured by the sweet taste the first time he ate it. He couldn't help but swallow the whole watermelon whole, not even spitting out the seeds, swallowing them directly into his stomach. He was so full that he couldn't even sit up, so he had to lie on the grass to bask in the sun. Now that he had digested it, he had an idea. He pouted in grievance, his silver hair looking like a galaxy in the sunlight, "Okay..."

"I'll give half of my share to you, Senior Brother." Cong Mo took a piece of cut watermelon and handed it to Xi, "Senior Brother, you eat it."

Leng Can sat up from the rocking chair, pointed at the two of them, and said indignantly, "Xiao Mo, that's what I left for you."

"Hmm." Cong Mo put the watermelon in Yi's hand, picked up another piece and took a bite. "I'm eating."

He glanced at Leng Can, and before he could get angry, he decisively took a bite. The sweet flesh entered his stomach, and he squinted his eyes in delight. "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Leng Can couldn't get angry anymore and slumped back down on the recliner. "Xiao Mo, you're a scoundrel."

"Rogue is not a good word. Considering my character, this word is not appropriate to describe me."

Leng Can: "..."

"Forget it, just read a book."

The peaceful days these days also caused him to forget his plans and become lazy.

It was not until inexplicable rumors hit Wuqing Mountain that he remembered.

"Why is she here?" Cong Mo looked at the crystal ball, and saw a slender figure vaguely visible after the clouds and mist parted.

"Who?" Leng Can heard this and the dried fruit in his hand lost its fragrance. He leaned over and leaned close to Cong Mo, staring at the crystal ball. "What is Ji Shufeng doing here?"

"I don't know. Maybe he came to see us."

"She definitely has no good intentions!" Leng Can Muren thought of how Ji Shufeng and he were secretly competing for Cong Mo at Jianshan. He felt extremely unbalanced and had a sense of crisis. He remembered his seduction plan and decided to seduce Cong Mo to stop her from practicing the ruthless way.

Leng Can blinked, hugged Cong Mo's shoulders, pressed his whole body against her, and rolled his eyes with disdain at Ji Shufeng who appeared in the crystal ball.

Cong Mo felt a little itchy from being rubbed by him, and dodged to the side, but she didn't know that this action deeply hurt Leng Can's heart. "Master asked me to guard Wuqing Mountain, and Ji Shufeng's sudden arrival..."

"You're hiding from me," Leng Can interrupted her harshly, his expression very impatient. "Cong Mo, are you going to keep your distance from me because of her?"

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Cong Mo rarely showed an extremely puzzled expression, "Why should I... hide from you because of her and..."

"Why do you know it in your heart?" Leng Can got angry and crossed his arms to distance himself from her. "Cong Mo, don't you think I don't know what happened between you two?"

Cong Mo clearly sensed that he was angry. Based on past experience, the first thing that came to mind was to apologize, carefully choosing his words, "She and I... shouldn't we be like that?"

"It shouldn't have been like that." Leng Can was very easy to coax. Once Cong Mo explained, his temper mostly disappeared, and even his expression softened. He advised earnestly, "Xiao Mo, you can't hold hands, hug, or whisper with anyone other than me."

"Yeah." Cong Mo nodded seriously and asked again, "Then why can I be with you?"

"Because..." Leng Can's brain raced, "...we practice the Way of Mercy. Only those who practice the same Way can engage in such behavior. This kind of thing isn't written in the book, so you naturally wouldn't know. Now I'm telling you, and didn't Xiaomo say you'd listen to me? You can't doubt me."

"Really?"

"Of course." Leng Can remained calm and serious, raising four fingers to the sky and swearing, "Don't you believe me?"

Cong Mo stared into his eyes and suddenly realized that this was knowledge that was not in the books. It was not written in the books, and her father and mother had never taught her. Now that Leng Can was willing to tell her, how could she doubt it?

Cong Mo raised her eyes, her sparkling eyes gleaming with a strange color. She looked determined, slightly raised her toes, and hugged Leng Can's neck. "I understand."

No wonder father and mother always hug and kiss each other. It turns out it’s because they originally practiced the ruthless way and were fellow Taoists.

Leng Can's pupils trembled. He didn't expect that his nonsense would work. He didn't know where to put his hands for a moment, "Xiao Mo, you..."

"You taught me that when I hug you, you should hug me back."

Leng Can's Adam's apple rolled, and he bent forward, hugged Cong Mo's waist tightly with his arms, buried his head in her neck, and gently sniffed the fragrance on her body.

Cong Mo patted his back and said, "We are fellow Taoists, this is how we should behave."

Leng Can held her and swung her around, without any sense of guilt for lying or making false claims, "Yes."

He emphasized even more, "But you can't do this with Senior Brother. He's a sword spirit, not a confederate."

"Are you calling me?" Hearing his name, he leaned out from the study. "What are you doing hugging each other? It's forbidden for men and women to touch each other."

Cong Mo let go of Leng Can and wanted to explain to him, "Fellow Daoist... umm..."

Leng Can quickly covered her mouth and pointed at the crystal ball, "Brother, someone is visiting Jianshan."

"Who is it?" He had just finished tidying up the library and dusted off his clothes when his attention was drawn to the crystal ball. "Is this the one from Jianshan, called... Ji Shufeng?"

"Yes, yes!"

Leng Can was pulled away by Cong Mo, who was twisting her fingers to prevent her from speaking. This made her very dissatisfied, "Why don't you let me speak?"

"What?" He looked at the two of them strangely.

Leng Can held his almost broken fingers in pain, his face flushed red, "No, nothing... Brother, let's go and receive the guests..."

"Xiaocan, I..."

"Shh!" Leng Can made a "hush" gesture.

Cong Mo frowned, but lowered his voice consciously and leaned close to his ear, "Why don't you let me speak?"

"This is a secret." Leng Can said seriously, "On Wuqing Mountain, there are only you, me, and my senior brother. If he knew that he couldn't do things with us that only fellow Taoists could do, he would feel excluded, isolated, and abandoned. He would be very sad."

Cong Mo suddenly realized and praised him, "Xiaocan, you are very thoughtful."

Leng Can laughed and pulled her to catch up quickly.

"What is she doing here?" Yi looked at Cong Mo, "You two know each other well, you know it better than me."

Cong Mo shook his head. "I don't know. The Jianshan Tournament is over. She's been training hard every day, and today isn't a regular day off. I'm not sure why she came here."

"Anyway, we're already in the top three, and we're qualified to stay in Xianshan." Leng Can said nonchalantly, "It depends on whether she comes as an individual or as a member of Jianshan."

The three of them headed towards the exit of Wuqing Mountain. Ji Shufeng spotted them from a distance and ran towards them, "Amo!"

Ji Shufeng was very happy to see Cong Mo and ran over to hug her, "Amo, we haven't seen each other for many days, are you..."

The words stopped in her mouth because Cong Mo did not open his arms to catch her, but slightly turned sideways to avoid her.

Seeing this scene, Leng Can felt a little proud and felt that his teaching results were quite successful.

Ji Shufeng couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, "Amo, it's only been a few days since we last met, why are you so distant?"

"This is... uh..."

Leng Can reacted quickly and covered Cong Mo's mouth as he did before.

"No, no." Leng Can explained, changing the subject, "What are you doing here? Um...hiss..."

Cong Mo was biting his fingers.

Leng Can was in so much pain that he couldn't maintain his expression. He took Cong Mo to the side and said, "Let's talk for a while, little...ha...mo."

"It hurts so much?" Leng Can looked at the teeth marks on his fingers and gritted his teeth, "Cong Mo, you're going to bite me to death!"

Cong Mo wiped his lips and asked, "Can't I tell anyone other than my senior brother?"

"Of course." Leng Can waved his hands, "This is a secret between the two of us."

"But she is also a cultivator. She can be like this with the people of Jianshan."

"This kind of thing has always been said in a vague way." Leng Can coaxed her, "It's a clear fact in the world that cannot be said openly."

"Why?"

"It's an ancient rule! How can there be so many reasons?" Leng Can explained hurriedly, "The most urgent thing now is to find out what she came for, instead of dwelling on it."

Cong Mo didn't think for too long before Leng Can took him back.

Ji Shufeng looked at the two of them coming together, snuggling together in a mysterious manner, and her expression was very bad.

"It's okay." Yi suddenly spoke up to persuade him, "That's just how they are. Although Junior Sister is very powerful, she's also quite clumsy and is often led around by her Junior Brother."

"Have they always been like this?"

"Not really." Yi thought for a moment. "When they first arrived, Junior Brother was still occasionally afraid of Junior Sister and would inexplicably behave strangely. Now that time has passed, he knows Junior Sister won't hurt him, so he's become even bolder."

"The relationship between them doesn't seem like a normal senior-senior relationship." Ji Shufeng narrowed his eyes.

"It's not so bad." He scratched his head. "It's not a bad thing that they're so close. Wuqing Mountain is getting lively now."

Ji Shufeng did not answer him.

Leng Can hung on Cong Mo, raised his hand to show her the wound. Cong Mo's face was calm, but she was listening to him attentively.

Ji Shufeng felt very uncomfortable and called out to the two of them, "You two, do you know what the outside world is saying about the Merciless Dao?"

His eyes were looking at Leng Can.