Seven Wolves let out another long howl to the sky in excitement.
He had only wailed halfway through when Wukong kicked him away again.
"Don't you know how you're howling? It sounds awful and might even attract wolves again," Wukong said disdainfully.
Only after saying that did I realize that this statement did not apply to Seven Wolves.
Because it is a wolf itself.
Seven Wolves limped back, smiling ingratiatingly: "Demon King, I was just too excited. I'll be more careful next time. No, no, no, there won't be a next time, absolutely no next time."
Bai Qingqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
It really does sound a bit awful.
However, looking at the droopy ears of the seven wolves, Bai Qingqing comforted them, "If you really want to howl in the future, just go to the mountains and howl to your heart's content."
After all, such a loud and high-pitched voice could be considered a disturbance to the neighbors, right?
"Yes, sir." Seven Wolves immediately beamed with joy again.
"Alright, now that your problem is solved, we should go find some medicinal herbs," Bai Qingqing said.
"My lord, let me help you." Three Wolves swayed over, his voice both sweet and coquettish, and with his wolfish face, it was enough to give anyone goosebumps.
Bai Qingqing suppressed her discomfort and said, "No need, you can go ahead and do your work."
"Yes, sir." Seven Wolves nodded, then called his brothers and sisters to leave.
Bai Qingqing then led Yun Zhan and Wukong to continue gathering herbs.
These are all weeds that others would consider useless, so there are many of them and they are very easy to collect.
In no time, all the samples were collected and neatly sorted.
When they returned to the courtyard, Tian Susu had already prepared dinner on time. She smiled gently and said, "Master, elder brother, Young Master Yun, dinner is ready."
Yun Zhan said, "Miss Bai, I have some complicated matters to attend to in our clan, so I'll take my leave now."
"Dinner is ready. Let's eat before we go back," Bai Qingqing said.
"Thank you, Miss Bai, but no need." Yun Zhan smiled. "I'll go back as soon as possible, finish this quickly, and come back sooner."
Xiao Hao, however, was quite engrossed in listening.
What does that mean?
Go quickly and come back quickly?
Is Yun Zhan really treating this place as his own home?
"That's true." Bai Qingqing nodded with a smile. "Then you can go ahead and get busy."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hao almost coughed up blood.
What does the master mean by that?
Does this mean Yun Zhan will be living in the courtyard from now on?
No way, really?
When Yun Zhan left the courtyard, he sent a telepathic message to Yun Yue and the others.
When we returned to the auction house, everyone was already there.
Everyone except Wukong and a few others was there.
"Zhan'er, what were those strange phenomena at the academy today?" Yun Yue, relying on being Yun Zhan's grandfather, asked impatiently without even exchanging pleasantries.
Everyone else looked on with longing eyes.
"Do you see any changes in me?" Yun Zhan asked, pointing to himself.
Upon hearing this, more than a dozen pairs of eyes immediately fixed on Yun Zhan, from top to bottom and from bottom to top.
They even examined every single hair.
However, nothing unusual was observed.
Except for...
After a long while, everyone looked at each other, and Yun Yue tentatively asked, "You've gained some weight?"
Yun Zhan almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Where have you gained weight?
Where am I fat?
He was still the same as before, tall and handsome.
"Yes, you have gained some weight." Yun Tong nodded. "Your face looks a whole size bigger than before."
"Zhan'er was a bit thin before, but she looks just right now." Tang Qian patted Yun Zhan's shoulder and said, "Just keep it up."
“Yes, yes, you’d look better if you were a little chubby.” Zheng Wu Hui nodded repeatedly.
“Young Master Yun is tall, so it doesn’t matter if he’s a little chubby,” Bai Wenyuan said with a smile, stroking his beard.
"Miss Bai said that I'm a bit thin and need to eat more," Yun Zhan said expressionlessly.
"I knew it! You've lost some weight," Tang Qian said with a smile.
"So, you really have gained weight?" Yun Ke asked.
"I didn't want you to see this." Yun Zhan took a deep breath, then another.
I kept telling myself: They're all family, they're all elders...
After a while, Yun Zhan calmed himself down and pointed to the top of his head, saying, "I wanted you to look here."
Everyone looked up.
Yes, her hair is black and shiny, and she has a lot of hair. This hairstyle looks great and makes her look taller.
"Can't any of you really see it?" Yun Zhan asked again when he saw that everyone was silent for a long time.
"Nice hair," Yun Yue said.
"It's not about the hair," Yun Zhan said. "Do you see the purple aura of talent on the top of my head?"
"Talent?" The group exchanged glances, then shook their heads. "What talent?"
Yun Zhan was taken aback, and then it dawned on him.
He was originally the reincarnation of a god, so his eyes can see many things that others cannot.
I thought that with the return of literature and the Way of Heaven, the path of literature and the Way of Heaven had been completed.
These people will be able to see talent just like him.
Unexpectedly, it still didn't work.
No wonder Miss Bai took out the measuring instrument; she probably wanted everyone to better understand their talent level.
Because they cannot yet identify them with the naked eye.
"Today, I have developed nine inches of talent." Yun Zhan recounted the events of the children's class in detail.
“It’s not just me who has developed talent; all the children have also developed talent. Most of them are six or seven inches tall, and one is eight inches tall. The purple aura you see is their talent.”
"The subsequent strange phenomena in the heavens and earth were Miss Bai guiding the return of the literary path, and the literary path in the Heavenly Dao has been completely replenished."
"Completely supplementing means that after cultivating the literary path to the peak of the ninth level of the half-step immortal realm, one can continue to cultivate to the level of literary immortal, or even literary god."
In the end, Yun Zhan shook his head: "However, cultivating literary talent is not easy, and it is not easy to develop talent."
The reason there were fifty children in the children's class was because Miss Bai personally taught them.
It is extremely difficult for others to develop talent.
"Wen Dao..." Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous.
It's not their fault.
After the great war, the Heavenly Dao was damaged, the Immortal Path was severed, and 99% of the inheritance was also lost.
They had never heard of Wendao.
This is the first time this has happened today.
“Oh, I forgot to mention earlier, so I’ll add it now. The Path of Literature is the strongest of all paths, without exception,” Yun Zhan said.
"The strongest of all paths..." Bai Wenyuan and the others murmured these words.
Then, one by one, their eyes revealed longing.
"Zhan'er, did Miss Bai tell you all this?" After a long while, Yun Yue finally found his voice and asked.
"Mm." Yun Zhan nodded, showing no guilt whatsoever.
This isn't the first time he's tried to pin the blame on Bai Qingqing; they certainly won't ask her about it anyway.
"The strongest literary path..." Bai Wenyuan murmured a couple more times, then asked, "Young Master Yun, is there still a chance for us to cultivate the literary path?"
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