Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Today is the day that Zhong Shuhan and his friends are coming back. Fu Qing has been waiting at the mountain gate since early morning. He paces back and forth anxiously, constantly muttering why they haven't come back yet.

Xinghai and Xiang Yuyang accompanied their master and waited.

One of them was using an abacus to calculate the profits and expenditures of the sect's shops, while the other one was holding the sect's seal and handling the sect's daily affairs.

"Master, it's not even Si hour yet. Senior Sister and the others won't be back so soon." Xinghai put the abacus beads back in place, picked up the red pen floating in the air and marked the account book that was also floating, sneering: "These people are getting bolder and bolder. They dare to show me such an obviously fake account. It shows that I haven't been there enough."

Xiang Yuyang came over to take a look. Even though the problems were circled, he didn't see any problem. He touched his nose, glanced at the purchase order, and asked someone to take it back and redraft it.

He looked expressionlessly at the person who came with the order: "I just bought 3,000 Qi Ling grass last month. Have you used them up? You can't use that much for food. I remember there are 1,567 left in the balance sheet. Do you want to buy more? Go and make a new order."

"Yes."

The person who brought the form didn't dare to say a word. He took the form and left, secretly cursing the person who asked him to bring the form to apply, saying that Xiang Yuyang was young and couldn't see the problem. Wasn't it obvious?

When Xinghai heard the words "Qiling Grass", his thoughts jumped briefly, "Qiling Grass seems to be selling very well this year, and the caravan has also imported a lot of this spiritual plant."

"Really?" Xiang Yuyang quickly stamped the document without any problem. "This grass has a wide range of uses. It can be used in anti-inflammatory and hemostatic pills. Let the disciples in charge of the spiritual fields plant more of this. The sect's income and expenditure are still a bit unbalanced."

The conversation between the two did not affect Fu Qing at all. He was still walking back and forth anxiously. Finally, at one quarter past four o'clock in the morning, the small spirit boat landed at the mountain gate.

Before Zhong Suhan got off the spiritual boat, Fu Qing hugged him tightly, "Uncle Master?"

"Are you injured? Have you encountered any danger? Did you suffer in there? Are you eating well?" Fu Qing held Zhong Suhan's shoulders with trembling hands and turned him around and around.

Zhong Suhan felt like he was going to get dizzy. Just as he stopped, another person pounced on him. It was Xinghai.

"Senior sister!" Xinghai pushed his master away and held up one of his sister's hands. "Senior sister has been gone for half a month. I miss her every day. Do you miss me?"

Ji Yuan stood beside Zhong Suhan unhappily, "Senior sister doesn't have time to think about you! Senior sister is amazing, she only said a few words and got a large piece of golden and silver maple from a little dragon in the demon pill stage!"

A little dragon in the demon pill stage! Fu Qing became nervous when he heard it, "Han'er, are you injured?"

"Uncle Master, I'm fine. I'll tell you the details later."

Zhong Suhan pulled his hand out of Xinghai's hand, took out the hairpin he made in the secret realm from the treasure bag, inserted it into Xinghai's bun, and after looking at it carefully for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Well, it really suits you."

Xinghai suddenly felt that she was the happiest junior sister in the world. Her cheeks flushed and she showed a sincere smile.

Ji Yuan was so angry that she stamped her feet when she saw this, but when she remembered that she didn't have the straw grasshopper made by her senior sister, she calmed herself down and happily followed Zhong Suhan to the main hall to tell Fu Qing what happened in the secret realm this time.

There was nothing to hide from his uncle-master, so Zhong Suhan directly told him about Ming Qiu's existence and how, under the other's guidance, he transformed the colorful glazed lotus into a spiritual vein.

Hearing this, Fu Qing's blood pressure immediately rose, and he yelled "bastard!", which frightened Wen Chi and Ji Yuan so much that they knelt down, each holding onto the corner of Zhong Suhan's clothes, and then shouted in unison: "We were wrong!"

Zhong Suhan: ...

Looking at my junior brothers and sisters, they have made many mistakes.

Fu Qing looked at his two kneeling disciples and his standing nephew. He was so angry that he had difficulty breathing. He sat behind the desk and tried to breathe and calm himself. Then he immediately realized something, staggered to his feet, walked to Zhong Suhan, and tremblingly held her wrist to check on her condition.

Zhong Suhan obediently let him see, "Uncle Master, it doesn't hurt, I'm not injured."

"Shut up! I'll make my own decision after I see it!"

The savior who was scolded by his uncle immediately shut up, shrank his neck, and became obedient and honest.

Fortunately, her body was fine and even stronger than before she went to the secret realm. The leakage of spiritual energy was also alleviated. This made Fu Qing feel relieved. He was really afraid that Zhong Suhan's body would get worse because of this incident.

But, I still have to scold!

So Zhong Suhan also knelt down and listened to three hours of teaching and one hour of scolding with Wen Chi and Ji Yuan.

The more Fu Qing was scolded, the more scared he became. The more he talked, the sadder he became, and in the end, tears just kept falling.

“…Is the Seven-Colored Glazed Lotus so easy to refine? How could it not hurt you to death! You dared to listen to that Ming Qiu whose origins were unknown, and you two didn’t stop him! You all have become powerful, right? If you have become powerful, then go out, just like that old man Jia Yanzi, don’t come back! Go and die outside!”

"Master/Uncle!" The three of them panicked and stood up at a loss as to what to do to comfort Fu Qing.

Wen Chi: "Master, my uncle is just wandering outside, he is not dead!"

"Wen Chi, you can't talk, shut up!" Ji Yuan said, "Master, we know we were wrong, and we won't let you take risks like this next time."

Zhong Suhan used his sleeve to wipe Fu Qing's tears, "Uncle Master, don't be sad. It was my fault. I was so obsessed with saving the creatures in that secret realm. A Yuan and Wen Chi tried to stop me, but I didn't listen... I won't do that again next time."

She thought for a moment, then continued, "Ming Qiu is not someone I don't know. My relationship with him is a little complicated. If you believe me, I... I like him and I believe in him."

After saying that, Zhong Suhan showed a flattering smile, and then Fu Qing fainted. Before he fainted, her words "I like him" kept echoing in his mind, and he felt even more desperate inside -

Why is it that Bai Cai goes out and comes back to talk about other people’s pigs?

Senior brother, I'm so sorry. You gave me so many instructions before you left, but I still failed to take good care of her.