"Master, it seems that Senior Brother is about to be promoted again." Yang Wennan ran all the way and finally found Wen Jinge's figure at the foot of the mountain.
"Isn't that normal?" Wen Jinge was holding a skewer of grilled meat in his hand. Seeing that Yang Wennan had his mouth open, he stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The skewers didn't taste authentic; she felt the meat had gone bad.
She had already abstained from grains, so even if she ate spoiled food, it wouldn't have any effect. Originally, she planned to feed it to Wang Xi, but the little girl insisted that she needed to lose weight.
"But I felt it when I left—"
"What did you feel?"
"Master," Yang Wennan mumbled between chewing on a piece of roasted meat, "please forgive this disciple's disrespect."
"Just get to the point! Everyone's so wishy-washy. Everyone in the Seven Peaks knows I don't beat my disciples!"
Yang Wennan, recalling the slaps that had repeatedly struck Qiao Yu's face in the illusion, said nothing more. "Why did Master seal the demon inside Senior Brother Qiao's body?"
“He said he’s an ancient war god! How amazing! Let’s catch one and play with him!” Wen Jinge stared at Qiao Yu with a smile, but a strange feeling suddenly came from her heart. She was stunned for a moment, and quickly recalled the “non-existent” in her mind, “After forming a contract, can the owner of the demon pet also notice anything unusual?”
【yes! 】
"Then can you take a look at the Azure Sand Beast and see how it is doing?"
Where can I watch it?
Don't you have a God's-eye view?
No, oh yes, but I don't have enough permissions.
"Then go drive it!"
[It can't be opened, yes, it can't be opened anymore.]
"..." Wen Jingge was too lazy to listen to its fabrication anymore. One day it would beg and cry to tell her the truth.
"Master? Would he use Senior Brother Qiao's body to do something reckless?" Yang Wennan asked her, and hurriedly told Wen Jingge about the strange situation when she left the peak: "When I left, I had already asked Junior Brother Yuan to invite Uncle Ai. At that time, there was demonic energy everywhere on the mountain."
Wen Jingge stopped talking. She closed her eyes, sensed the location of the Azure Sand Beast, and looked towards the direction of Ten Thousand Zhang Peak before letting the two of them follow with their swords.
"Master, where are we going?" Wang Xi stuffed all the bags and packages hanging on her body into her storage bag.
Storage bags save her a lot of convenience, but they also deprive her of the joy of shopping. If it weren't for Wen Jinge, her wonderful master, she wouldn't have had the chance to come back carrying big bags and small packages today.
"Go and slap the butt of that demonic pet that tried to steal my spirit stones and run away."
"Master, Senior Brother Qiao..." Yang Wennan was indeed jealous of Qiao Yu, but he never thought of killing him.
"You really are—" Wen Jingge scratched her head, thought for a moment, but still couldn't find the right word, "Don't you want your senior brother to die on the spot?"
"This disciple would never have such a thought," Yang Wennan said, and was about to kneel down.
"Senior brother, watch where you're going, watch where you're going!" Wang Xi's voice cracked with nervousness. "Cough cough, senior brother, you're thousands of miles in the sky, you're not doing acrobatics."
Wen Jingge glanced at the two senior brothers and sisters and immediately found it amusing. "That old geezer said that future disciples would be my tribulations. After Liang Si, I took in five at once. It seems that you two don't have that inclination. I wonder who will be the one to suffer the tribulations."
"Master..." Wang Xi bit her lip, feeling a pang of inexplicable heartache.
“I take back what I said last time.” Wen Jingge stopped in front of a small hill, the place where the mountain was blasted last time, still a bit far from Wanzhang Peak. “From now on, don’t bother your Uncle Ai. Go straight to Qinghong Peak.”
“But Master Fan is only a medicine cultivator, while Master Ai was a sword cultivator before. Shouldn’t we be able to be a little more lenient?” Yang Wennan said, sticking to the facts.
Wen Jingge: "Your Uncle Fan is the most free; he has plenty of time to help you. By the way, Yang Wennan, what kind of person do you think I am?"
"Master." Yang Wennan was taken aback; he really didn't know how to evaluate Wen Jingge. "Complex?"
"Complex?" Wen Jingge smiled. "You should learn more from me in the future. Too much rigidity leads to breakage. Jian Ting, do you still remember me?"
Yang Wennan subconsciously took a step back, and all the experiences he had had in the Shadowless Palace came flooding back to him, and the humiliation in his heart gradually overflowed.
He and the Jian brothers were recruited in the same batch of teenagers back then, and everything went smoothly. As a Xuan Master, he was always qualified. But in the end, he was falsely accused of stealing a jade seal that he had never even seen before, and all subsequent theft incidents were pinned on him.
The sect leader initially trusted him, but as more and more people accused him, he was stripped of all his cultivation and expelled from the Shadowless Palace.
When he was expelled from his sect, he felt like the sky had fallen. He thought that he might have to live with the ridicule of others for the rest of his life and then be crippled.
Perhaps Heaven took pity on him, for on his journey he met a master who helped him reshape his bones and told him that in a few years the Xuan Yun Sect would be selecting disciples for the seven peak masters, and that he had good aptitude and could try his luck.
After that, he found a place to live in the mountains near the Xuanyun Sect and stayed there for three years.
He thought that coming here would allow him to start over, but he still ran into the people who had hurt him in the past.
"Master, your disciple is guilty."
"What crime have you committed?" Wen Jingge's strange feeling intensified, and she pulled Wang Xi back behind Yang Wennan.
bang
Before Yang Wennan could finish speaking, he wiped the dust off his face and was dumbfounded.
His master stood behind him, with his junior sister, creating a barrier to keep him out. He stood there clean and tidy, while he was filthy.
"Senior brother, you kneel down. I forgot, Master..." Wang Xi playfully stuck out her tongue, "and probably forgot too."
"Cough cough cough..."
"Senior brother, are you alright?" Yang Wennan looked in astonishment at the person kneeling and kowtowing in front of him. It was Qiao Yu, whom he was going to rescue with his master. And in the cave behind him, there was a tail.
"Rise!" Wen Jingge waved her hand. "No need for such a grand ceremony. It's not a holiday today."
"I am Lu Wei!" Lu Wei said, coughing as she spoke. "Quick, quick, help me up. I almost, cough cough cough, died."
"What are you standing there for? Help your senior brother up!"
“He…he is that demon…” Yang Wennan said, “Master…”
"Yes, a demon..." Lu Wei had been running for a long time and had climbed several mountains. He could barely speak properly. "A demon? How could there be a demon on the Seven Peaks? Luckily, your spiritual spring hasn't taken effect yet. You, cough cough cough, are you able to predict the future like a fortune teller?"
"I know a little." Wen Jingge helped the person up and then grabbed the tail of the Green Sand Beast. "Shrink to a smaller size so you don't scare the flowers and plants."
"Master... I, I'm tired, I need to rest." As it spoke, the Green Sand Beast burrowed its body deeper into the soil. "Master, that pool is too dangerous, I don't want to stay in there anymore."
"How many of my spirit stones were destroyed?"
"Most of them are there. Fortunately, the formation is from ten thousand years ago. After we left... judging from the sounds behind us, that troublemaking old man should be locked in the center of the formation now. However, your spirit stones probably won't last long."
"It's definitely better to sleep; waking up means spending money," Wen Jingge muttered.
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