He patted the bracelet in his arms, breaking free from his self-imposed confinement, his frustration instantly dissipating.
Thank you.
Wan Qiji stood up and bowed to her with his hands clasped in a fist salute.
Song Siyao glanced at him sideways, a wooden sword flashing towards her. "Want to fight?"
He dodged aside and readily agreed, "Okay."
The two leaped out, riding on wooden swords for a while before landing on a flat rock on the green hill.
Where is your weapon?
Standing opposite each other, Song Siyao toyed with the wooden sword and raised an eyebrow.
Wan Qiji looked around and picked up a straight wooden stick. "Here it is."
The two laughed, and the next instant, an attack came flying at them.
Sword energy surged through the mountains, body cultivation techniques shook the heavens, and wooden sticks transformed into blades, their attacks fierce and powerful.
The elders said: "Let the kids fight, it's not like they've never fought before."
They glanced at each other indifferently, then lowered their heads and went back to their own work.
Then, the two of them couldn't stop.
A mountain was cut away.
Their fighting spirit was arrogant and unrestrained until the mountaintop collapsed under the domineering impact of the swords and blades.
With their agility enhanced, one wielding a wooden sword and the other a wooden staff, they escaped from the collapsed site, covered in dust and dirt.
Then, he and the elders who had arrived looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Your child—"
"Destroying the mountain is one thing, but it almost crushed one of my cranes to death!"
"Song Chaoxuan!"
The two were led to Song Chaoxuan by the furious Elder Crane.
Song Siyao shrugged and remained silent in front of his elderly father.
Wan Qiji lowered his head in embarrassment.
Getting into trouble at a friend's house is always an embarrassing situation.
I was thinking of not touching the things my grandfather gave me, but now I don't know if it's enough to compensate for the loss.
The two troublemakers secretly observed Song Chaoxuan's expression, but to their surprise, the old father burst into laughter.
"Great, my Yao is getting into trouble now."
He was pleased, but Old Man He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Song Hexi. "You're actually happy about this! Come on! Let's go find Song Hexi and have a talk with him."
Old Crane had no intention of making things difficult for the two children, so he grabbed Song Chaoxuan and went to settle the matter.
Song Chaoxuan laughed to comfort her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Awan gave me a lot of good things when she came back this time, including the Nourishing Pill for you."
"I haven't seen you for the past few days, so I'm giving you the elixir today."
As the old man was getting on in years, he often experienced loss of control of his consciousness. The sixth-grade longevity pill refined by Song Tingwan had the effect of a seventh or eighth-grade pill, and each time he took one, he could stabilize his consciousness for a long time.
Old Crane glanced at him without saying a word, then stretched out his hand to him with a stern face.
Song Chaoxuan suppressed a laugh and presented a box of pills. Only then did the old man snort and leave.
"I'm sorry, Father, we..."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop myself."
The two men honestly admitted their mistakes. After Song Chaoxuan tilted his head to make sure the men were indeed gone, he quietly smiled at them.
"It's not your fault. That crane was deliberately released by the old man. The startled crane is very familiar with us and is good at pretending."
Song Siyao and Wan Qiji were taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Then who is Grandpa He...?"
Song Chaoxuan clenched his fist and coughed lightly, "Naturally, I'm looking for an excuse to ask Awan for the Longevity Pill."
That crane has tried to scam Awan over a hundred times.
Later, Ah Wan had no choice but to smile and shake her head every time she saw him, then give the bag of pills she had refined to the crane to carry away.
"But the mountain we eroded—"
Song Chaoxuan walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, looked up at the mountain that had collapsed into ruins, and nodded seriously. "What a unique view. I'll ask your cousin who wrote the poem to go and see it another day. Who knows, he might have an epiphany on the spot."
Song Siyao stared blankly up at the mountain with a dark expression.
Then he and Wan Qiji looked at each other, and both of them were stunned.
Is this even possible?
These two little guys carved out a mountain, and Little Ao chased after them, causing all sorts of demonic beasts from Yunyin to scatter in all directions.
Furthermore, Baili Xijiang rolls around in the river near the entrance every day, frightening many of the returning clansmen.
He could only hide in the mountain stream, lying shallowly in the water that barely contained him.
Then there's Qin Xi, following behind the beautiful sister from the Yunyin Clan, chasing after people to give them jewelry.
Song Chaoxuan smiled casually at the clan chief, "Look how lively the children are."
Song Hexi looked at the yard, which was in complete chaos because of Xiao Ao's thrashing around, and stared at him speechlessly.
You call this lively?
Song Chaoxuan rushed into his arms, caught the little dirty tiger who had finished frolicking, and smiled at the old clan chief.
That's natural.
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