Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Because of the joyous event of the contract, Elder Jun Ning, who has always been strict, gave his beloved disciple a holiday so that he could have a good rest for a few days.

Lu Wensheng felt that this joy should be shared with everyone, so he excitedly returned to the Discipline Hall and announced to his eagerly awaited disciples, "Master, please be considerate and I will not be here for the next few days. Since I'm gone, the lessons will be waived for the next few days, so you can all take a break and share in the joy."

As soon as these words were spoken, a small cheer broke out in the Discipline Hall.

However, there are always people who think differently from ordinary people.

Tang He's eyes rolled, and he made a fantastical suggestion: "Brother! Why don't you and Brother Liu become Dao companions a few more times? After a few companions, separate, and then again! If you do this over and over again, you can always have a holiday, and we won't have to do homework forever?"

The more he talked about it, the more he felt that this idea was brilliant, and a smug smile of "I'm such a genius" appeared on his face.

When Lu Wensheng heard this, the smile on his face deepened a little, but for some reason, Tang He felt a chill on his back.

Lu Wensheng smiled broadly and replied in a remarkably gentle tone, "Well, Junior Brother Tang, this is a unique idea—" He paused, his gaze fixed on Tang He, "Except for you, Tang He—your homework will remain the same. Furthermore, I see that you have so much energy and a lively mind, I'm sure the daily homework won't be enough to satisfy you. I'll ask Junior Brother Wu to give you some extra assignments, so that you can have a very fulfilling life these few days."

"Ah?!" The smile on Tang He's face froze instantly, as if he was struck by lightning. He was petrified on the spot and could only watch Lu Wensheng leave in a sympathetic (and somewhat gloating) gaze.

So, in the next few days, when other disciples were enjoying this rare relaxing time without the burden of homework, only Tang He was alone, with a sad face, burying himself in the sea of ​​books, struggling hard with the homework that seemed to never be finished, and regretting it to the core.

A few days later, Lu Wensheng appeared in the Discipline Hall again.

He was dressed in casual clothes and looked energetic, but there was a small, ambiguous red mark faintly visible on the edge of the collar on the side of his neck.

Tang He had finally finished his extra homework and was about to go over to complain and act nice when he caught a glimpse of the mark.

He couldn't wrap his head around it for a moment, so he pointed and yelled, "Brother Lu, what's wrong with your neck? It's red?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wensheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face. His cheeks turned red in an instant and his eyes wandered unnaturally. He tried to make a perfunctory answer: "No, nothing... probably... a mosquito bite." This excuse was so lame that even he could hardly bear to listen to it.

Seeing this, Tang He immediately crossed his arms, snorted twice, raised his chin, and showed a witty expression that said, "Don't try to fool me!" He shouted, "Brother, who are you trying to fool? What kind of mosquito is so powerful that it can bite the iron skin and bones of us cultivators? I see, this is clearly what Brother Liu did!"

His words were like thunder, which immediately froze Wu Feipeng and others who were busy with their own things but actually listening to gossip.

Everyone covered their faces with their hands in tacit understanding, unable to bear to watch any longer - how could Tang He, such a fool, say such words so openly?

Everyone exchanged a look that said "There's no hope, just wait to die", then turned around in unison, pretending that they heard and saw nothing, and began to carefully study the patterns on the wall or the jade slips in their hands.

As expected, Lu Wensheng's voice, which was filled with shame and anger, and he almost jumped up, came from behind: "Tang-He!!!" There was obvious anger in the voice, as well as a hint of embarrassment that was hardly noticeable - okay, this kid definitely asked knowingly and deliberately wanted to make fun of him!

Lu Wensheng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. His eyes swept over the homework book on Tang He's desk, which he had just "hard" completed and the ink on which seemed not to have dried yet. Suddenly, a warm (but extremely scary in Tang He's eyes) smile appeared on his face.

"I just took a look at the work you've done these past few days, Junior Brother Tang. The quality is quite worrying. I'm afraid you haven't been putting your mind to the right path. So, let's start over. As for the quantity, double the original amount. Be sure to concentrate and polish it carefully."

Tang He was shocked. Looking at the "super doubled" homework task, he was furious and jumped up and down in anger, but he could do nothing about it.

Filled with grief and indignation, with nowhere to vent, he whipped out his jade mirror and clicked on the unusually active [Have you finished your homework today?] group chat. With his fingers flying, he specifically tagged Yan Qingshu and angrily complained, "Look at Senior Brother Lu! He actually treated me like this! Abuse of power! Retaliation! I'm going to make a scene! I won't buy any elixirs at full price during the elixir promotion period! I'm boycotting! In protest!"

80-year-old heartless young lady: [No, life is over? ]

Tang He: [Then why am I still alive? I'm going to die, brother.]

Disciple A: [You are so temperamental, brother.]

Disciple B: [Look at you, acting on impulse again.]

Now that they had just formed the contract, it was the time to be close. When Lu Wensheng came to the Discipline Hall, Liu Jiqian naturally followed him like a sticky candy.

He changed into a scarlet brocade robe today. The material was cloud satin with dark floating patterns. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with intricate silver thread lotus patterns. He wore a jade belt around his waist, which made his skin look even whiter than snow. His silver hair flowed down, and he looked like a bright red plum blossom suddenly blooming in the snow, so beautiful that it was hard to look away.

No one has ever seen him wear this outfit - then again, his wardrobe seems bottomless, so it seems like he has never worn the same outfit twice?

On this side, as soon as Yan Qingshu heard that Lu Wensheng had come to the Discipline Hall, she immediately rushed over in a hurry, her eyes shining and her goal clear.

She grabbed Lu Wensheng's arm and pulled him to the corner, rubbing her hands together excitedly, like a badger that had only seen a melon field. Her eagerness made Wei Xun, who was standing by, shake his head. He really couldn't understand why someone would have such a great passion for the secrets of other people's boudoirs.

"Have you used it? How does it feel? What's the effect?" Yan Qingshu lowered her voice, made faces and asked questions one after another, her eyes flashing with thirst for knowledge.

After asking, she turned her head deliberately and glanced meaningfully at Liu Jiqian who was standing tall and waiting quietly in the distance.

Liu Jiqian noticed her gaze, and although he didn't understand why, he subconsciously responded with a polite and gentle smile, his demeanor impeccable.

However, he didn't expect that Yan Qingshu would turn her head quickly after just one glance, leaving him with a ruthless slap on the back of her head.

Liu Jiqian: “?” He was slightly startled, and a trace of genuine confusion flashed across his light golden eyes.

When Lu Wensheng heard her mention this, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he was embarrassed and annoyed and scolded: "How dare you say that! I just found out when I was tidying up things today! How could you give me that kind of thing!" He almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Ah...it's not useful yet..." Yan Qingshu suddenly felt like a balloon that had been popped, her shoulders slumped, her tone filled with undisguised disappointment, as if she had missed a great show.

"Why are you still disappointed?!" Lu Wensheng was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I definitely have to ask you about the experience," Yan Qingshu said confidently, extremely confident in her judgment. Having read countless books, she couldn't be wrong! She winked and made a face that said, "You know what I mean."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Wensheng turned his face away in shame and anger, not daring to look at her at all, his heart beating fast.

Yan Qingshu looked at his irritated and embarrassed look, as if she had discovered a new world. She touched her chin and her smile became sly: "Huh? You still know what I mean by indecent? Lu Wensheng, you kid...it seems that you are not as honest as you appear. You are hiding your true self~ Lu Wensheng, you are not going to take advantage of me~"

"Haven't I eaten pork but seen a pig run? You, you take it back quickly!" Lu Wensheng tried to stay calm, but his red ears and flickering eyes completely betrayed him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Yan Qingshu shook her head, teasing even more enthusiastically, "Now you haven't 'never seen pigs run', you've 'eaten pork'! The damn boy eats so well - hey, you didn't let Liu Jiqian see that thing, did you? If he saw it, he would be so moved that he would write me a ten-thousand-word letter of thanks to explain its exquisiteness."

"Shut up!" Lu Wensheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to cover her mouth. His face was so red that it almost bled, and he wished he could disappear on the spot.