She waved her hand. “Fine, fine. I'll tell the truth, okay?
“I just happened to pick up this Heart Clearing Grass outside. Will that do?”
Beside her, Ming Xuan's lips twitched violently. He was quite speechless. “Fourth Junior Brother, your lie couldn't be any more obvious.”
Luo Qingyu chuckled and waved her hand. “Don't worry about that, Second Senior Brother. Just tell me, did I comfort you or not?”
Ming Xuan was momentarily speechless. “Thanks, but I don't feel comforted at all. I just feel incredibly jealous.”
Xue Yu and Mu Zhongxi watched the two bicker and both burst out laughing.
At that moment, Zhou Xingyun looked up toward the exit of the secret realm and said flatly, “The exit of the secret realm has opened.”
Hearing their Senior Brother's words, the others followed closely behind him as they left the secret realm, preparing to head back to the sect.
On the way back to the sect, the group made quite a racket.
Ming Xuan, Xue Yu, and Mu Zhongxi were all incredibly curious, each wanting to experience the feeling of riding on a cloud.
Even their usually stoic Senior Brother couldn't help but steal glances at the Somersault Cloud.
Luo Qingyu watched her rowdy fellow disciples helplessly and offered generously, “Come on, everyone, hop on and make yourselves comfortable.”
With that, she picked up Qiuqiu, who was resting on her shoulder, and held it out to her Senior Brother. “Senior Brother, could you please look after Qiuqiu for a moment?
“I need to channel my spiritual energy to make the Somersault Cloud fly.”
As Zhou Xingyun finally held the fluffy creature he had been eyeing, a faint smile unconsciously tugged at the corners of his lips.
Seeing Zhou Xingyun like this, Luo Qingyu thought to herself: As expected. Senior Brother looks so mature, but deep down, he still has the heart of a child.
Along the way, Mu Zhongxi and Ming Xuan scrambled to take the helm, bickering endlessly over who got to steer the Somersault Cloud.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Xingyun directly summoned Duanchen, quickly restoring peace and quiet with a couple of swift moves.
In the end, it was Xue Yu, who hadn't joined the squabble at all, who got his wish and took over steering the Somersault Cloud.
Only then did the group travel in peace, successfully arriving back at the sect.
At the Main Peak.
Little Martial Uncle Xie Chuxue, who rarely left Talisman Peak on normal days, walked over quickly with a beaming smile.
“You're finally back! Xiao Xi, how was your training in the secret realm this time?”
Mu Zhongxi hung his head and dejectedly recounted everything that had happened over the three days in the secret realm. His tale of woe had Xie Chuxue roaring with laughter.
“No way, Xiao Xi, you guys are way too unlucky.”
Xie Chuxue wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and turned to Luo Qingyu. “Xiaoyu, what about you? What did you gain from this trip?”
Luo Qingyu raised her chin proudly, her voice bubbling with excitement.
“It was so much fun, Little Martial Uncle! You have no idea. Not only did I get a contracted beast, but I also robbed the people from the Yueqing Sect.”
Xie Chuxue froze on the spot, asking in disbelief, “What? Xiaoyu, how did you, an artifact cultivator, rob disciples of the Yueqing Sect?”
Beside them, Ming Xuan immediately ruined her moment. “Little Martial Uncle, don't believe Fourth Junior Brother. There's no such thing.”
Luo Qingyu turned to glare at Ming Xuan in disbelief, her cheeks puffed up with anger.
“Curse you, Ming Xuan! How dare you ruin my moment!”
Ming Xuan feigned innocence, but his eyes were filled with provocation. His look clearly said, “I just did. What are you going to do about it?”
Incensed by his attitude, Luo Qingyu quickly turned to Xie Chuxue.
“Little Martial Uncle, I even have a recording stone of them being robbed. Do you want to see it?”
Hearing this, Xie Chuxue's interest was instantly piqued. He nodded eagerly. “Sure, sure! Hurry up and show me.”
Beside them, Ming Xuan was completely shocked. He thought to himself, “No way. Did Fourth Junior Brother really rob the Yueqing Sect?”
Recalling what he had said back in the secret realm, he felt a burning sting on his face.
Luo Qingyu shot a smug glance at Ming Xuan and made a face at him. Then, she gently crushed the recording stone in her hand, and the projection slowly materialized.
In the forest, the entire group from the Yueqing Sect was collapsed on the ground, each with a little turtle drawn on their face.
The most hilarious part was Song Hansheng. Written across his robes in large letters was: “Was here.”
Mu Zhongxi roared with laughter, nearly laughing himself to tears.
Beside him, Ming Xuan had completely forgotten about having his face slapped by reality, and he couldn't help but burst into loud laughter as well.
“Hahaha! What goes around comes around! Nobody escapes the heavens! What sweet karma, Song Hansheng!
“Sigh, to fall into my Fourth Junior Brother's hands... Your Yueqing Sect is truly unfortunate!”
As the light from the recording stone gradually faded, Xie Chuxue laughed for a long time before raising his hand to interrupt the five bickering and laughing disciples.
“Alright, alright. Since you've all returned safely, go back and rest. Classes will resume as usual tomorrow.”
Hearing this, the smile on Mu Zhongxi's face instantly collapsed.
He muttered aggrievedly, “No way, Little Martial Uncle. We just got back from the secret realm.
“And we still have to go to class? I wanted to go down the mountain and have some fun!”
Xie Chuxue waved his hand and said with a smile, “Sorry, Xiao Xi. Objection overruled.”
No—
I don't want to go to class!!!
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