Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

When Guan Shanyu first came to Wangshuiling, he saw only a flat land with a few dilapidated houses scattered around, and the rest of the land was covered with unknown weeds and hidden swamp potholes.

But this time, when he walked around, most of the weeds had been cleared, revealing the open ground. The disciples either gathered in small groups to mix cement to reinforce the road, or were busy clearing the remaining weeds. It was a busy scene, which made Guan Shanyu look at it curiously several times.

I don’t know what Yan Ruchen will build this place into.

Guan Shanyu was lost in thought and didn't notice how far he had walked, but he didn't stop. He walked slowly forward and looked around. At this moment, he heard a voice calling softly: "Shanyu."

Guan Shanyu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a handsome young man looking at him under a big green tree.

Guan Shanyu stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Senior Brother Song, I heard you were looking for me."

Song Ziye also smiled at him and slowly walked closer.

When he was exposed to the sunlight, Guan Shanyu discovered that he looked haggard, with two big dark circles under his eyes, tired eyes, and red eyeballs. It was probably because the incident of the Immortal Sect had dealt him a great blow.

Guan Shanyu didn't know what to say to comfort him for a moment, so he just smiled silently at Song Ziye.

Song Ziye noticed Guan Shanyu's reservedness, gave him another tired smile, and jokingly said, "Why does Shanyu look even more reserved than me?"

Guan Shanyu scratched his head and didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "Brother Song, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Ziye nodded, took out a small package from his pocket and handed it to him, indicating that he should open it. Guan Shanyu took it and looked at Song Ziye with some confusion.

After carefully disassembling it, only a few black, round pills were seen lying quietly inside.

Guan Shanyu didn't understand what this was and looked at Song Ziye with a puzzled look on his face. Song Ziye lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the pills in Guan Shanyu's palm. He explained: "This should be what you said, the hallucinogenic pill made from the soul-eating grass."

Guan Shanyu was startled and asked, "Did you find it in Zixiao?"

Song Ziye shook his head and replied, "No, actually, I bought it at the Wuzijian Hunting Ground during the Immortal Sect Disciple Trial."

Song Ziye shook his head. "No, I bought them at the Wuzijian Hunting Ground during the Immortal Sect Disciple Trial. As a judge, I went there to make arrangements ahead of time and saw someone selling them, so I bought two out of curiosity. But... Tianxuan got into trouble later, and I was busy helping to deal with it, so I forgot about it. I only remembered it when you and Ruchen came to Zixiao last time. I didn't expect you still had it."

Guan Shanyu's face lit up with joy, and he quickly accepted it. However, he then remembered something and looked at Song Ziye hesitantly. Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Song Ziye smiled and said, "Shanyu, go ahead and tell me."

Guan Shanyu looked into Song Ziye's eyes. The latter's face was still gentle. Although his hair was combed meticulously, the light stubble on his chin revealed his messy mind in recent days.

Guan Shanyu suddenly recalled the night he spent alone with Song Ziye in the Tianxuan Sutra Library. Back then, he truly believed that the man before him was flawless, but...

"Senior Brother Song, I've always wanted to ask, when you came to Tianxuan that time, in addition to assisting in the investigation of Elder Cha's death, were you also looking for disciples who could learn the secret arts?" Guan Shanyu asked.

Song Ziye's eyes moved, and he looked at Guan Shanyu for a long time before slowly nodding.

"um, yes."

But no one is perfect.

"But I didn't know that the secret technique would be used for this purpose." Song Ziye explained again.

Guan Shanyu withdrew his gaze, staring at the pill in his palm, and remained silent. Instead, Song Ziye asked the same question Guan Shanyu had asked him in Zixiao: "Shanyu, do you know why I have never doubted the Immortal Sect?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at him when he heard this, his eyes moved slightly. This was indeed the doubt in his heart.

As the eldest disciple, Song Ziye, at the pinnacle of power within Zixiao, knew that every sect was striving to improve their magic, each wanting to be at the top. However, achieving breakthroughs in martial arts attainments and cultivating outstanding disciples was no easy task; eliminating opponents seemed a quicker path.

Therefore, after the incident, the immortal sect has always pointed the finger at the demon clan, using its notoriety among the people to successfully divert attention.

This move not only justifies selfish desires by taking advantage of the mysterious pills on the market and the disappearance of Wangshuiling disciples, but also puts all the blame on the illusory demon clan.

However, the demons have been wiped out and have never appeared since then. The traces of the demons also exist in people's word of mouth. So, Song Ziye has been in the Immortal Gate for so long, so could it be that he really didn't see any flaws?

He himself was even falsely accused of having an affair with Si Hongyin. Did he really not doubt the Immortal Sect at all?

Song Ziye chuckled and answered himself: "No."

"No," Song Ziye emphasized again, then continued, "I only wondered why these were just internal matters of the Immortal Sect, yet they were constantly being spread down the mountain even though they hadn't been exposed. I've been investigating, but the more I look, the more confused it gets. But I've always firmly believed that all of this was the work of the demons lurking within the Immortal Sect. Even though it's now clear that the Immortal Sect deliberately spread these rumors to disrupt the situation and cause panic among the people, intending to promote the establishment of the Immortal Sect leader system, I also know that the various Immortal Sects are shielding each other. After a few years, these messes will be completely ignored."

Guan Shanyu's eyes flickered as he looked at Song Ziye's slightly tired face and listened to him continue, "But before this, I really never doubted it."

"I was born during a time when the demons were wreaking havoc. People were living in dire straits. The demons entered villages, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities. I could hear the wailing of the people everywhere. So, from a young age, my parents were determined to train me to become a disciple of an immortal sect. To that end, they took me to the snowy mountains to train in the winter and to meditate in the mountains in the summer, using all sorts of extreme methods to strengthen my will. By the time I was six, I was finally chosen by my master."

"But in the second year after I joined the sect, the demonic rebellion broke out again, destroying my entire village and killing my parents. I was seven years old that year. Before that, I had seen fires raging and blood flowing like rivers. My parents were killed by the demons. I knew exactly what kind of group the demons were and what they were capable of. And Master became my parent after that. He was never as harsh as other masters. He treated us very well, nurturing us, and giving us various trials. Master was as kind as a father. How could I dare to doubt him?"

Guan Shanyu's throat moved and he was unable to speak for a moment.

Song Ziye seemed to want to find an outlet to vent his feelings and talk to someone about his resentment and grievances over the past few days, because he couldn't understand why the person he had always trusted and respected would do such a thing.

Why was it Yuan Chongxiao? Why not the evil demons? He had been investigating the case carefully for so long, focusing on assisting the affairs of the immortal sect, and his actions actually made him an accomplice to murder?

Among the disciples who disappeared in Wangshuiling, many were his junior fellow apprentices, and some of those who stayed in the Immortal Gate were sent by him personally to learn the secret technique, and they used their essence and blood to nourish the harmful Soul-Eating Grass every day.

He actually did all of these, which was completely contrary to his ideal of saving the people and eliminating violence when he entered the immortal sect to become a disciple.

Guan Shanyu looked at Song Ziye silently. At this moment, he also understood his feelings.

The reason why Guan Shanyu was able to see through it was because he had a God's perspective.

Because he knew that Yan Ruchen was a demon, but Yuan Chongxiao and the others had not discovered his identity at all. Guan Shanyu came to Wangshuiling and confirmed that there was no other demon in the world except Yan Ruchen, so he speculated that this might have been done by someone else, and used this as a clue to gradually conduct in-depth investigations.

But Song Ziye was unaware of this. The limited information he had came from the elders of the Immortal Sect. Even if the elders he trusted claimed that they were planting the Soul Devouring Grass solely to study the movements of the demons, Song Ziye would still believe them.

Guan Shanyu sighed softly, patted Song Ziye's shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Song, ignorance is not a fault. You were just kept in the dark. Don't blame yourself too much."

Song Ziye smiled tiredly, his eyes slightly red, and shook his head.

Guan Shanyu changed the subject and asked, "Senior Brother Song, what are your plans for the future?"

Song Ziye glanced to the side and said softly, "Ruchen said that Hongyin and I will handle Tianxuan, Zixiao, and Yunjichan. But this matter is not yet concluded. I don't know how Palace Master Li will rule. I need to go and find out. As for the future, we will talk about it later."

Guan Shanyu turned around and followed Song Ziye's gaze. He saw Hu Qi, riding a horse and whipping it, galloping down the mountain amidst the huge crowd. He was probably one of the people sent by Yan Ruchen to spy on him. But the outcome was already roughly determined and would not change.

So Guan Shanyu said goodbye to Song Ziye politely without saying anything more.

Just as Song Ziye left, the disciple who had been leading Guan Shanyu appeared at the perfect moment. Guan Shanyu looked at the newcomer with suspicion, then turned back curiously. Sure enough, not far away, he saw Yan Ruchen standing still, chatting with the crowd in front of him, while the people surrounding him nodded from time to time.

Although this person did not turn around to look here, Guan Shanyu knew that he was paying attention to this side.

Guan Shanyu squeezed the pills in his hand, followed the leading disciple to a house, handed the pills to him, and asked him to pass them on to Yan Ruchen.

After watching his disciples leave, Guan Shanyu slowly pushed open the door of the hut.

This makeshift house was much better than he had expected. Brick and stone walls, covered in green tiles, and spacious rooms, twice the size of his Lingcaoxuan bamboo house. However, upon closer inspection...

The furniture in this room is actually the same as the one he used in the bamboo house.

Guan Shanyu walked into the room, touched the sheets on the bed and the desk, and was shocked.

Damn, these are the furniture he uses in his bamboo house!

Even the pot of honeysuckle on the windowsill was moved here from the bamboo house.

But it had only been a few hours since he left in the morning, and Yan Ruchen had already moved in so quickly? It seemed like he had already decided to settle down here.

Guan Shanyu smiled helplessly. Yan Ruchen was indeed thoughtful, but he didn't expect that Guan Shanyu actually wanted to go back to his hometown to live. It seemed that Guan Shanyu would have to politely decline this kindness.

But soon, Guan Shanyu was about to reject another good intention of Yan Ruchen.

Because when Guan Shanyu was staring at the honeysuckle on the windowsill in a daze, Chen Rongrong had already pushed the door and strode in.

"Tell me, how do you plan to design the house you live in at the back?"

After Chen Rongrong entered the room, she didn't even glance at Guan Shanyu. She sat down at the table, spread out a large piece of white paper, and said to Guan Shanyu in a daze, "Whatever you want, I can design it."

Guan Shanyu looked at her and saw that Chen Rongrong was covered in dust and dirt, and her face was still covered with some dirt and dust. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? There's no need to be so happy." Chen Rongrong frowned.

Guan Shanyu smiled as he sat down opposite Chen Rongrong, looking at the measuring tape, brush and scale lines in her hands. It really looked like a rich girl suddenly becoming a civil engineer.

Looking at Chen Rongrong's impatient look, Guan Shanyu joked: "Sister Rongrong, I'm so disliked by you, but you are still willing to help me design a room?"

Chen Rongrong snorted, crossed her arms, and replied, "I didn't like you before because you bullied Ruchen, but now it's different. Aren't you two good friends? Why would I still hate you?"

Guan Shanyu blinked, silently repeated the word "good friend" in his mind, then tilted his head and pouted, deliberately teasing her: "But the last time I talked to him, you were very unhappy."

After hearing this, Chen Rongrong laughed and said, "Ruchen always ignored me before, so I was annoyed when anyone talked to him. But now it's different. I'm too busy. I'm in charge of the design of the houses, cemeteries, and salvation rooms in Wangshuiling. How can I have the time to care about you? Tell me what you want to build. I can meet any need."

Guan Shanyu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled again, and asked suspiciously, "Is this true? Are you really that powerful?"

Chen Rongrong rolled her eyes impatiently and took out a small knife from her bosom.

The knife was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed. Guan Shanyu's eyes were dazzled. Then Chen Rongrong lightly scratched the corner of the table where they were sitting with the knife.

Then, under Guan Shanyu's suspicious gaze, the corner of the table was easily cut open as if it were tofu, and then separated from the table body, falling to the ground with a "bang".