Lu Wei realized he had been tricked again, but he had to pretend to be happy about it.
Because Yang Wennan's promotion means that his survival rate has increased again.
Wen Jingge is too prone to recklessness; it's impossible for him to cover for her alone.
"Where did you get all these principles from?"
"Read more books and sleep less, and you can do it too."
Lu Wei: ...
Is Wen Jingge indirectly saying that he is illiterate?
"Don't be angry!" Wen Jingge poured him more water and took off a bracelet from her wrist to put on Yang Wennan's wrist.
When one is promoted to the sixth rank, the commotion can be large or small, and Wen Jingge doesn't want to become a sitting duck.
The bracelet is Wen Jingge's secret weapon for maintaining her ninth rank; without it, she would be just an ordinary person.
However, for Yang Wennan, a normal person, the way he uses the bracelet is also normal, as it can conceal some of his strength.
"Keep an eye on my precious apprentice, I'll just watch the show."
Lu Wei was furious, but he also knew the importance of the matter, since he was just a tool under Wen Jin's control!
However, Wen Jingge didn't dare to take care of Yang Wennan. He was afraid of creating another Yuan Qingling. If Wen Jingge got serious, God would play a joke on him.
"Is the one causing trouble someone you had an old enemy with?"
The current Wen Jingge is harmless, but he is extremely vulgar. Lu Wei doesn't know what the former Wen Jingge was like, but judging from the reactions of the peak masters, he must have been an extremely arrogant person.
Even though they had been living in seclusion for nearly a hundred years without leaving the mountain, Lu Wei believed that many of their descendants liked Wen Jinge, such as Wang Xi; and even more disliked Wen Jinge, such as the town now fraught with danger.
"Maybe." Wen Jingge didn't react much; she was intently watching outside from the side of the bed.
The street gradually dispersed amidst screams, vendors fled in panic, their bean and fruit stalls scattered everywhere, while her disciples ran about in all directions.
Wang Xi stood next to the pastry shop, this time not using a bow, but holding a crossbow.
Standing at the highest point, Wen Jingge's eyesight, enhanced by her cultivation, allowed her to see the emblem of the Thousand Yan Kingdom on the crossbow. She casually remarked, "Ten thousand years ago, besides bowing, crossbows were a must-learn skill for children of the White Deer Clan."
“Crossbow…” Lu Wei murmured, “There is a woman who is skilled with crossbows, but I don’t know her well.”
"That woman must be very strong! At least, her status is comparable to yours."
"I don't know." Lu Wei shook his head. "I only met him once, and I haven't seen him since."
"The Moon Shooting Clan?"
"It shouldn't be. When we heard news of her again, she had been exiled."
Wen Jingge seemed to be deep in thought, and continued to mutter, "The one who can awaken you must be someone you know. You say you're familiar with the bow and arrow, but it's more accurate to say you're familiar with her bloodline. I wreaked havoc in the Illusion of No Form, but you didn't see her react much when she drew the bow."
"Do I... have one?"
"Of course, you were worried that I would make too much noise and that people would misunderstand that you had instigated me to enter the illusion."
Wen Jingge clicked his tongue twice. On the street, Liang Si appeared in a few flashes, quickly reaping heads. He was surrounded.
"What's wrong?"
The window was slightly ajar. Lu Wei was already sensitive to blood, and with Wen Jingge's impatient tone, he understood the deeper meaning: "Something happened?"
"No, we were just surrounded."
"two?"
"One of them shot arrows while running away."
Aren't you going down?
Yang Wennan is better now, but she is a little dehydrated, just like a fish stranded on the shore, suffering from oxygen deficiency.
Wen Jingge glanced at him, not quite at ease. "I'm not going. I'm thinking about something."
"Um?"
“I’ve been reading a lot of books lately and I’ve discovered some things.”
“I will read books from now on,” Lu Wei answered quickly. “Even if your disciple doesn’t like reading, I will force myself to go and read books.”
Wen Jingge: ...
She was puzzled for a moment, thinking to herself, "Could Lu Wei have lost his mind?"
Why would you suggest studying hard and making progress every day at this point?
Lu Wei clearly noticed Wen Jingge's confusion, but he couldn't help asking, "You didn't think of it that way? Okay, then what were you thinking about?"
Although he really didn't want to be Wen Jinge's straight man.
“No. I was just thinking that when I first woke up I was very restricted, but when I was about to go down the mountain I found that the Xuan Yun Sect had almost no restrictions on me.” Wen Jingge pouted, also puzzled. “The peak master has many rules, but there is no way to restrain me. It’s as if someone on the mountain has been planning for me all along.”
"Um?"
“And because of these things,” she looked at Lu Wei, “I can see many things that others can’t.”
"for example?"
"For example, I didn't know that Xiao Nizi used a crossbow before."
"Now?"
"Now I want to make some improvements, pick up the tool repair stuff, and make a gun."
"A gun?" Lu Wei didn't understand.
"Crossbows are too cumbersome, but they are easier to use than bows. The downside is that they are inconvenient to move around in. If it weren't for the current urban warfare, do you think that girl would still be alive?"
"What's a gun?" Lu Wei also moved closer to the window.
The scene below was laid out before him. Liang Si was like a tireless, bloodied man, with corpses strewn all around him. His eyes held only indifference and carnage. His sword flashed swiftly and decisively, yet he was throwing away living lives.
In the eyes of others, he used to be Liang Si now!
He suddenly remembered that Wen Jingge had said that Liang Si was the one who had been holding back the longest. "Are you trying to use this battle to stimulate his blood and energy? As far as I know, he seems to be deliberately staying at the seventh rank and refusing to move forward in order to temper his soul body."
“Have you ever thought about this?” Wen Jingge put her elbow on his shoulder, leaned against him, and tugged at his sleeve. “Kids this age really do grow up fast. I just changed them not long ago, and now they’re almost too small for me again.”
"Get to the point!" Lu Wei slammed his hand down.
Can't Wen Jingge act like a girl at all?
"That old geezer is so good at calculating. He predicted that I would have trouble at the Burning Heaven Sect. He must have known that I would lose my memory. If he really is an obedient disciple, who can protect him if I lose my memory?"
"Wasn't it allocated to Ai Fengling? Right..."
The two exchanged a glance, and Lu Wei suddenly understood.
If Wen Jingge is an aloof person, then the only person Ai Fengling, who was hurt by the demons, can accept is Wen Jingge. Liang Si is just someone who hitches a ride, and Ai Fengling's closeness to Liang Si is just incidental.
"If Liang Si, as my disciple, has already reached the sixth rank, is he still my disciple?"
"no."
A disciple who is not recognized by his own master, yet possesses such high cultivation, could only go to the inner courtyard to become an elder and instruct new disciples. Lu Wei could not think of any other place for him.
Liang Si, who once served Wen Jingge, will inevitably be ostracized.
"I remember he didn't have any restrictions on him."
“So I’m going to try it. I’ve suspected it—” she pointed to her head, “that you were hypnotized. You were too, just like when your clan was wiped out. Liang Si, very likely was too.”
"What's the meaning?"
“Everyone here is not innocent; they have all gone through something, more or less.”
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