Just now, the host seemed to make a hoarse sound.
With her mind filled with nothing but yellow nonsense, Jia Xitong covered her eyes with her paws, peeking out through the gaps to stare straight at him.
Is what you're going to see without paying?
To be honest, she had only read one erotic novel, "The Arrogant God and Demon," and had never even had the chance to read a proper pornographic book. Her mental world was quite pure.
Suddenly, Shang Yanting wanted to perform live...
Oh dear, how embarrassing!
The host really doesn't consider himself an outsider!
She was so excited that the system came out to remind her.
[Hello, mission taker! Please remember your mission. Redeem the male protagonist, reverse the ending, and save the world—start by being a righteous and noble time traveler!]
Okay.
Jia Xitong nodded perfunctorily, still staring at him without blinking.
What will the host, whose cheeks are flushed from being steamed, do next...?
As she was lost in thought, the bear was lifted up.
"Host, aren't you going to soak anymore?"
"Um."
He picked up a soft cloth and dried Jia Xitong before putting on his own clothes.
Although the coffin has been developed for new uses, it doesn't need to be soaked in it all night.
Know when to stop, there's plenty of time in the future.
He carried Jia Xitong to the desk and took out a ruler and a ball of yarn.
Stand up straight.
"Stretch out your claws."
"Til your head back and expose your neck."
Jia Xitong stood obediently and cooperated perfectly with the instructions. When told to stretch her neck, she stretched her neck; when told to use her claws, she used her claws.
"Honey, would you like me to have my clothes remade?"
It just so happened that her old clothes had been worn for a long time and had several holes burned in them by lava.
"no."
Shang Yanting's calm voice told it that it was overthinking it.
He recently read "The Art of the Heavenly Fiend Puppet" and was inspired to try making puppets himself. He happened to have a reference point to compare his work with.
But a moment later, he looked at the clothes on it that were now showing cotton, "I'll buy you some tomorrow."
##
The next day
The raccoon received a brand new gray-green disciple's robe.
Jia Xitong sat in Shang Yanting's lap, watching the vendors come and go below the mountain.
They walked to Wanbaoge.
After a month's absence, Wanbaoge's shop was bigger than before, and there were more customers inside, presenting a huge contrast to the somewhat deserted shops around it.
Upon seeing Shang Yanting, the steward rushed to greet him from afar, his face practically creased with a broad smile.
"Young Master Yan, you've arrived!"
Shang Yanting nodded slightly to him, "I need yellow elm wood and ice silkworm silk. Do you have any here?"
"The yellow elm wood shop has it, and as for this ice silkworm silk, the owner seems to have some."
Liang Ting had already instructed him to try his best to meet Yan Qing's requests.
Having traveled all over the country for so many years, Wanbaoge has seen all sorts of strange and unusual treasures. "How about I wait for the owner to send someone to report back to me, and then I'll have someone else come and inform you?"
Thank you.
Looking at the smiling manager, Jia Xitong couldn't help but admire Wanbaoge's grand vision and wide-ranging connections.
##
Inside Qing Shuang Peak, the second senior brother finished his training at the entrance of the library.
He sheathed his sword, turned around, and glanced at the sky.
The sun was setting in the west; it was already dusk.
However, behind him, a dozen or so fellow disciples were still working hard, sweating profusely, showing no sign of stopping their training.
"It's getting late, I'll go back and rest now."
The second senior brother sheathed his sword and prepared to leave, but stopped again after taking a few steps. "Practicing martial arts is not something that can be accomplished overnight. I know that everyone has a strong desire to become stronger, but haste makes waste."
After the Four Peaks Competition, the disciples suddenly became exceptionally diligent.
But this won't do; it will eventually wear you out.
He said earnestly, "You should all get some rest too."
These words evoked mixed feelings in the other disciples, who were also somewhat moved.
We all got bullied a lot during the trial competition.
The reason they are bullied is because they are outnumbered and have lower cultivation levels.
Although they won first place this time, Qing Shuang Peak is still criticized for its strength. Everyone is determined to cultivate and become stronger!
In the past, we would sleep until the rooster crowed three times before getting up. Now, if anyone gets up even a quarter of an hour later than their senior brothers and gets an extra cup of tea's worth of rest, they feel a strong sense of guilt.
Although my second senior brother is a bit shrewd in general, he is really thoughtful and warm-hearted.
The eldest brother nodded slightly, and his gaze toward the second brother, besides disdain, held a hint of gratitude and relief.
"Yes, it's getting late, everyone should go and rest. We can continue tomorrow morning."
The eldest brother has spoken, how could anyone not listen?
The group looked at their companions, then put away their weapons and left in a group.
Until late at night
The moon shines brightly, and the mountain peaks are bathed in its glow as a cold wind howls.
A figure secretly pushed open the door without making a sound and sneaked to the training area.
The bright moonlight illuminated the smug smile on his lips; this man was none other than the Second Senior Brother!
Rest is impossible.
He plans to sleep only two hours a day, secretly practice his skills, and crush them!
Just as he drew his sword and assumed a stance, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the training ground, which startled him so much that he ran and hid in the bushes nearby.
Looking out through the leaves, I saw that the person who had come was actually my fourth junior brother!
Hmph, you little brat.
He's always been incredibly shrewd; you really can't trust him too much.
The second senior brother narrowed his already small eyes into slits, pondering how to get out and catch him red-handed so he could give him a good scolding.
As he was deep in thought, he felt something poking at his spine. He turned his head and met the gazes of his fifth, seventh, eleventh, and nineteenth junior brothers.
They crouched in a row in the bushes, having been hiding there for who knows how long, and all of them looked a little embarrassed.
The second senior brother, the number one anti-involution expert, was momentarily speechless.
He looked up at the sky, then at the ground, and after a long pause, he managed to utter, "I just came out to take a leak and got lost in the dark."
After saying that, she walked out awkwardly, startling her fourth junior brother who had just arrived.
Then Fifth, Seventh, Eleventh, and even the Nineteenth all came out, saying, "Let's go back. What are you practicing in the dark?"
"Yes, my legs are numb from squatting."
"My eyelids are practically glued together, all I want to do right now is sleep."
That night, the involution team was defeated by its own people.
##
If you don't go to bed early at night, you can't be woken up during the day.
The next day, when the eldest brother supervised their martial arts practice, none of the six people who had run away the night before and were now engaged in internal competition got up.
The tenth senior brother shook his head as he looked at the several tightly closed doors, put on his clothes, and walked in a completely different direction from the training ground.
He was going to find the fine barrel.
Shang Yanting lived in the most remote place from them, and his territory was also the largest.
When he arrived, he immediately saw a short, thin barrel dressed in new clothes, barely visible among the knee-high bushes.
It had just finished feeding the horses and the giant rhinoceros when it suddenly raised its head in his direction.
Very perceptive.
The tenth senior brother was amazed in his heart, then slowly walked up to it and took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket.
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