Xiao Kui was one of the disciples who entered the Sword Refining Pavilion with his eldest grandson, Zijun, and Lu Ziyao. When children arrive in a new environment and do not know anyone, the first thing they do is often not to set an ambitious goal, but to find companions for themselves so as not to be too lonely in the long years ahead.

Among the young men, the eldest grandson Jun was undoubtedly the most outstanding one. Even though he was taciturn and kept to himself, everyone knew that he had a rare spiritual root. He was born with the temperament of a strong man. Therefore, he was the most popular disciple in the early period. Many people liked to rely on the strong, including Xiao Kui.

However, the eldest grandson Jun was not interested in these mediocre people, he was only interested in his sword. So the young men gave up after being frustrated. After all, although the eldest grandson Jun was the strongest, there were more strong people than him.

The only different person is Xiao Kui.

Most of the young men are simple-minded and have no bad intentions, but Xiao Kui's special life experience makes him extremely utilitarian. He must rely on the strong, and if the strong are unwilling to work for him, that is an obstacle to him, and he must remove all obstacles.

In his eyes, Chang Sun Zijun's indifference towards him became contempt, so he hated Chang Sun Zijun from the beginning. It was he who colluded with the eldest disciple to murder Chang Sun Zijun, and designed Chang Sun Zijun to enter the forbidden area without permission and violate the sect rules. The head of Tianjian Sect, Yu Ying Zhenren, was a somewhat pedantic swordsman, and he was very strict with those who violated the sect rules. So even though Chang Sun Zijun was a genius, he decided to expel Chang Sun Zijun from Tianjian Sect to rectify the style and discipline.

At that time, it was Yao Bu Du, the elder of Medicine Pavilion, who defended him with all his might and took the blame on himself, saying that he had ordered his eldest grandson Jun to go to the forbidden area and had abandoned his own cultivation for a hundred years as punishment, so he kept his eldest grandson Jun and brought him to Medicine Pavilion to continue his cultivation.

In this conspiracy, Xiao Kui won the victory, driving his eldest grandson Jun out of the most powerful Lianjian Pavilion, and making him an awkward disciple of the Yao Pavilion. However, he failed to drive his eldest grandson Jun out of Tianjian Sect, which still became a hidden danger in his heart. Whenever he had the chance, he would find trouble for his eldest grandson Jun.

These are all settings in the original work. As for the twisted fan world——

Lu Ziyao was disgusted: "Junior Brother Xiao, we are all from the same school, how can you talk like that?"

"Fellow disciples?" Xiao Kui sneered, "Senior Brother Lu, being a fellow disciple with these low-ranking bastards from the Medicine Pavilion is simply a disgrace to us disciples of the Sword Refining Pavilion. You'd better be careful not to let those bastards cheat you of our sword techniques." Disciples from different pavilions practice different sword techniques. The sword techniques of the Sword Refining Pavilion are the true essence of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Several disciples of the Sword Refining Pavilion who were following Xiao Kui all laughed. They were all proud sons of heaven and always looked down on the people of the Medicine Pavilion.

Lu Ziyao glanced at his eldest grandson Zijun with concern and whispered, "Zijun, don't mind what they say..."

However, there was no trace of shame on the face of the eldest grandson Zijun. He didn't even take these disciples of the Sword Refining Pavilion seriously. He looked at them as if he was looking at stones and weeds on the roadside. He opened his thin lips and coldly spat out two words: "Boring."

Xiao Kui was angered by his eldest grandson Zijun's contemptuous attitude and said angrily, "Eldest grandson Zijun, what did you say?!"

"Tsk." Zhang Sun Zijun said indifferently, "Xiao Kui, just give up. No matter how hard you try, I will never like you."

Everyone: “…”

Xiao Kui's expression cracked: "What what?"

The eldest grandson Jun was too lazy to pay attention to these little idiots and just turned around and left.

"Stop right there!" Xiao Kui jumped up and down, "Chang Sun Zijun! Explain your words clearly!"

"Explain yourself? That's fine. Don't knock on my door in the middle of the night anymore. Don't cry and ask me why I won't even look at you. I hate you, it's that simple."

"Wow!" The disciples around were immediately shocked. Almost everyone in Tianjian Sect knew that Xiao Kui regarded his eldest grandson, Zijun, as a thorn in his side. So this is the truth? ! My God, this story is really too shocking! !

Xiao Kui almost vomited blood: "You! You are talking nonsense!"

His face flushed red, and the whispers and mocking looks from the crowd made him lose all face. His tongue was tied, and he had no way to defend himself. He drew his sword and shouted angrily, "Chang Sun Zijun, I'm going to fight you!"

Before Lu Ziyao could stop him, his eldest grandson Zijun flipped his hand and a flash of sword appeared. A big crack appeared on the ground between him and Xiao Kui, and the hard stone was cut neatly in half.

Xiao Kui was so frightened that he shuddered. He had not expected that his eldest grandson Zijun had made such rapid progress in the medicine pavilion. He immediately dared not act rashly.

The eldest grandson Zijun glanced at his face with a cold gaze and said coldly, "Get lost." Then he walked away.

Xiao Kui was so angry that he vomited blood - it's not hateful that a person is arrogant, what's hateful is that you just can't beat him!!!

So, within just one hour, the story of how Xiao Kui, a disciple of the Refining Sword Pavilion, could not get the disciple of the Medicine Pavilion, but still shamelessly pursued him, spread throughout the entire Tianjian Sect.

Faced with the sudden eight-year time difference, the eldest grandson Zijun didn't know how to deal with it. He had nowhere to go, so he decided to go back to his room to sort out his thoughts. Lu Ziyao followed him and couldn't help laughing when he thought about Xiao Kui's face that had eaten shit just now.

Others might believe what Changsun Zijun said, after all, Changsun Zijun has never been a liar. However, Lu Ziyao knew that Changsun Zijun was not normal at the moment, so he did not really believe what he said just now. He just felt that since Changsun Zijun could have suffered such a big inconvenience, this illness of Changsun Zijun was not entirely without benefits.

Lu Ziyao asked, "Junior Brother Changsun, in your current...thinking, um, thinking, what kind of person am I?"

Lu Ziyao has discovered that his eldest grandson Zijun has not lost his memory, nor has he become a completely different person. He just has a unique...perspective on certain things. So he is very curious, what has he become in this unique perspective?

The eldest grandson Jun glanced at him lazily: "You."

"Well, what about me?" Lu Ziyao looked at him expectantly.

"You are good at everything."

Lu Ziyao was overjoyed. It turned out that in the eyes of Junior Brother Changsun, he was so good?

"Just stop staring at Yi Xichen's butt with lustful eyes." The eldest grandson Jun added, "He is the mother of my child."

Lu Zi Yao: “…” Well, he shouldn’t ask this question.

Along the way, Chang Sunzijun was recalling what happened eight years ago. If he had just traveled through time and space and returned to eight years ago, that would be fine. For a cultivator, eight years is just a blink of an eye. At most, he could go through these eight years again. However, what bothered him was that in addition to the changes in time and space, some other things seemed to be different from what he remembered. What bothered him most was that he didn't know what was different.

The two returned to the disciple's room to rest. Not long after, they heard footsteps and knocks on the door outside.

The eldest grandson Jun sighed irritably, turned his back and rubbed his bulging crotch. This kind of setting that the flag is set before the person arrives really troubles him. Life needs a little freshness and challenge. Can he occasionally guess who the person is? Speaking of which, why is it that "as long as Yi Xichen appears within a hundred meters of him, he will have a physiological reaction"!

Before he could open his mouth to say "come in", Yi Xichen pushed the door open - considering his friendship with Yi Xichen, breaking into the room was a perfectly normal thing to do.

Yi Xichen rushed in, took out two pills and placed them on the table: "Brother, these are the pills I just made, you..."

Before he could finish his words, the eldest grandson Zijun stood up and took three steps back as if he had seen a ghost.

In that twisted world, OOC Yi Xichen was given the magical setting that "the medicine he refined is 100% aphrodisiac". As long as the eldest grandson Jun took his medicine, he would be unable to fall down and would not be able to get out of bed unless he fought for seven days and seven nights.

——He didn't want to take this terrible pill! His waist was already very strong, and he didn't want to make it thicker through high-intensity exercise!

Yi Xichen had never expected that his eldest grandson, Zijun, would be so resistant to his medicine. After all, he was a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion. Although his medicine refining skills were not as good as those of the medicine cultivators, refining some simple pills was not difficult for him. In order to refine this awakening pill quickly, he took the risk of being beaten by Yao Budu and pulled out several Qingling herbs from Yao Budu's courtyard.

"I won't take your medicine." The eldest grandson Jun was very firm.

Yi Xichen touched his chin. Zijun refused to take his medicine? Was the medicine he usually prepared very unpalatable? Never mind, none of this mattered. The important thing was that Zijun would be able to recover quickly after taking the Xingshen Pill.

"Hey, what's that on your beam?"

The eldest grandson Jun subconsciously looked upwards in the direction of Yi Xichen's finger, his mouth slightly opened.

"puff!"

Two pills were popped into his throat and he swallowed them naturally.

The eldest grandson, Zijun: "..."

After a moment, Yi Xichen stared at him expectantly: "Zijun, are you feeling better? Do you remember what year it is now?"

The eldest grandson Zijun looked extremely resentful: "Yi Xichen."

"Uh-huh."

"Are you in need of grass?"

“…”