The elders waited for a long time, but Lin Yuan from Divine Sword Peak was nowhere to be seen. Frustrated, Ouyang Lie glanced at the junior disciple beside him.
"What are you all standing there for? Lin Yuan is putting on such a big show, we have to invite him!"
Upon hearing this, the messenger disciple beside him understood and hurriedly ran out of the main hall, only to rush back a moment later.
"Reporting to all peak masters, the matter has been investigated and confirmed. The person who flew on the sword was not Senior Brother Ling Yongchang!"
Ouyang Lie's expression was somewhat embarrassed, but upon closer reflection, he realized that Yueyang hadn't come to report to him for a long time, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Could it be him?
"Alright, tell me quickly, who pulled out the sword!"
The peak master of Shuiyun Peak was also impatient, hoping that the weapon was obtained by his long-lost disciple.
"In response to the peak masters, the one riding the sword is Senior Sister Zhao from Qing Peak!"
Senior Sister Zhao?
Zhao Yuwei!
This was an answer that the peak masters couldn't understand, after all, Peak Master Qingfeng had left the sect this time to get a precious sword for his beloved disciple.
Logically speaking, Zhao Yuwei had no reason to draw the Flowing Light Sword, but logically, the disciple who delivered the order wouldn't dare to lie, so everyone had no choice but to believe the answer.
The elders' eyes were filled with gloom, and they were secretly envious, after all, they had not achieved such success when Zhao Yuwei was her age.
"Yan Yun is going to have a great year! She'll definitely be the only disciple to win first place in the Seven Peaks Competition!"
After exchanging glances for a while, the elders left one by one. After all, Yan Yun was not in the sect at the moment, and they had no reason to bypass the peak master and directly punish the Qingfeng disciple.
Until the afternoon.
After they finished playing, the two returned to Qingfeng Peak, and only then did they remember Yueyang, who was still working hard on the mountain.
"Junior brother, let's go and greet each other first, otherwise it would be quite inappropriate..."
Zhao Yuwei looked a little guilty, after all, the experience of using the Flowing Light Sword was so good that she really forgot about time.
Xiao Feng, however, did not care and instead gave a serious reminder.
"Senior sister, have you forgotten? Senior brother Yueyang has a psychological trauma!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwei recalled what Xiao Feng had said earlier and nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, junior brother, then I won't get involved!"
After saying that, Zhao Yuwei left, and Xiao Feng went to the dilapidated small kitchen, casually stir-fried the food, and quickly took it up the mountain.
Looking at the newly formed base arrays on the ground, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
How much did you get?
Before they could finish counting, a voice came from afar.
"Junior Brother...?"
Upon hearing the stuttering voice, Xiao Feng quickly landed beside Yue Yang. As soon as they met, Xiao Feng swiftly drew his sword from his waist.
"Who are you?"
Yueyang was a little confused. How could he not recognize people after only half a day?
"Junior brother, what are you doing? I'm your senior brother!"
After spending most of the day there, Yueyang's spiritual energy was completely depleted, and he had lost a lot of weight.
It's no wonder Xiao Feng mistook him for someone else. After all, he was a ball when he left in the morning, but now he's a stick figure and no one would recognize him.
"Senior brother, are you alright?"
Yueyang smiled, rubbed his stomach, and a sly glint flashed in his eyes.
"Where's the food that Senior Sister Zhao made? You promised to make it!"
Xiao Feng quickly handed over the food box. Yue Yang had been unable to resist any longer and had been working himself to the bone all day just for this one bite.
"Senior brother, speaking of which, how many did you draw?"
While eating, Yueyang started counting on his fingers.
"Fifteen!"
Fifteen?
Upon hearing the number, Xiao Feng could hardly believe his ears.
After all, the two of them could only draw six at most in a whole day, and they were both exhausted after they finished.
In just half a day in Yueyang, they accomplished what two people did in three days.
Is this the power of love?
"Senior brother, I truly admire you!"
Xiao Feng greeted him with clasped hands, while Yue Yang smiled sheepishly and took the opportunity to make his "excessive request."
"Junior brother! Look how hard your senior brother is working, why don't you give me a chance and take me to meet Senior Sister Zhao?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng adopted a con artist's demeanor, first letting out a long sigh and revealing a face full of disappointment: "Senior brother!"
"I have to apologize for this. I've tried so hard to persuade her, but she still doesn't really want to see you. However, she made this lunch for you herself!"
Yueyang swallowed hard, then couldn't resist taking a big bite.
"Senior brother, I really did my best this time. But don't worry, once the remaining base arrays are all drawn, I'll do everything I can to get you a chance to have dinner together!"
After eating Xiao Feng's pancake, Yue Yang felt inexplicably full of energy, even though he was already exhausted, and was willing to continue.
Let's have dinner together!
This is something Yueyang never dared to imagine in his entire life.
My junior brother is a kind and honest person!
"Don't worry, junior brother, I'll work like crazy and finish drawing all these base arrays within five days!"
Xiao Feng also made a solemn promise.
"Senior brother, I've made sure I've explained it to you as well!"
The two looked at each other and then their fists collided.
Let us encourage each other!
Seeing that Yueyang was stunned by his words, Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. After Yueyang finished eating the leftovers, he spoke directly to Xiao Feng.
"Junior brother, if I want to eat it again tomorrow, is there any left?"
"It's no big deal!"
After agreeing, Xiao Feng went back to report.
"Senior sister, everything is settled!"
Zhao Yuwei was already feeling uneasy. After all, logically speaking, the personal disciple of the Chonghuo Peak Master and one of the sect's four disciples had no reason to work for her.
What's more, what I'm giving them are leftovers. Even if you're making a donkey pull a millstone, you still have to feed it some concentrated feed. What kind of logic is this?
However, seeing Xiao Feng like this, Zhao Yuwei's heart sank a little.
"So, Senior Brother Yueyang really agreed to your request?"
Xiao Feng smiled and nodded: "Senior brother also said he would help us finish drawing the remaining base arrays within five days!"
Zhao Yuwei was even more impressed, clearly not expecting that there was such a kind person in this sect.
"Sigh, I feel a little sorry for Senior Brother Yueyang. I must have a meal with him sometime in the future!"
Xiao Feng did not respond, but instead steered the conversation elsewhere.
"Senior sister, we need to continue this formation!"
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