There is also spring for passers-by

At home, Xiao Yan, as the most talented of her sisters, had always been pampered by everyone in the mansion. She had suffered all kinds of grievances and cold treatment in front of Wen Wan. At this moment, she broke down with a sob, crying very sadly: "I didn't provoke you or offend you. It was just in the first grade. I didn't know you were the direct disciple of the master. You took the initiative to talk to me, but I ignored you. Why did you ignore me for so long because of that thing!"

Yuan Jiaojiao held the book in her arms and looked at Xiao Yan, who was crying in front of her, in surprise.

Wen Wan let out a soft sigh, "We are originally from the same sect, and both are inner disciples, so we are close. If you are deliberately trying to please my master because of his high status, there is really no need.

In the secular world, sisters, aunts and nieces, if the aunt is a person who values ​​friendship, she will love and tolerate the younger generation; if the aunt is cold and heartless, no matter how the niece tries to please her, you will never get into her heart.

There is no need to compromise yourself for others.

The strong should help the world and benefit all living things; the weak should protect themselves and cause less trouble to others.

I’m sending this to you, and to myself.”

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Xiao Yan's tears. "Okay, stop crying. You won't be pretty if you keep crying. You've lived a wealthy life since you were a child. How can you be used to living in a school dormitory? Don't let yourself be wronged for me. Take the maid and pack up and go back to the city."

Xiao Yan burst into laughter and said, "Thank you, Uncle Master."

"Be yourself, practice well, and be brave enough to refuse anything you don't want to do. If you call me Uncle Master, I must give you a gift."

Wen Wan flipped her hand and a box appeared in her hand, "You little girls all like these things."

Xiao Yan took the box and opened it. Inside was a beautifully preserved immortal flower. "Immortal immortal flower! Thank you, uncle-master."

"Practice with all your heart."

"Yes, uncle."

Xiao Yan had long wanted to stop living here. She really couldn't get used to it. She couldn't fall asleep on the couch at night, and she felt uncomfortable tossing and turning. Because of Wen Wan's words, she returned to the City Lord's Mansion that night.

Yuan Jiaojiao is the granddaughter of Daoist Master Yuan Hengzi, technically the twelfth generation. She respectfully calls Yuan Hengzi "Grandfather," as their lineage's ancestor was the head of the Heavenly Master branch of the Qinglong Dynasty's Imperial Capital. After her spiritual roots were detected as top-grade, Yuan Hengzi brought her to the Yuan Mansion in Xiaoyao City. The Yuan family had a cave dwelling in Xiaoyao City, a two-story house.

She didn't want to live in the Yuan Mansion. There were three other brothers in the clan living there. These four had three or four spiritual roots, but they were always sweet-mouthed but had evil hearts. The ones with good spiritual roots in the clan had all joined the immortal sect as inner disciples, but these three were the ones who won the ancestor's favor with their sweet words and were brought here as an exception.

She really couldn't bear to see this and didn't want to see their faces.

Yuan Jiaojiao has been living in the school dormitory since she entered the Tianshi Academy to learn skills. This time, after hearing her classmates' private discussions, she exchanged 200 low-grade spirit stones with Du Yue'er for the right to live in the school dormitory.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Uncle Master, I am very sensible. I will move out of Dormitory 18 and not disturb your talisman-drawing practice."

Yuan Jiaojiao wasn't like Xiao Yan, who blindly fawned over others, awkwardly imitating them even though she clearly didn't know how to do it. She was also very good at reading people's expressions, and would actively avoid Wen Wan if she showed any signs of impatience. If she seemed to want to talk, she would say a few words. Being with Yuan Jiaojiao was like being in a spring breeze, never feeling bored.

Wen Wan turned her hand over, and Yuan Jiaojiao hurriedly said, "Master uncle, I don't like the anti-aging flower."

She handed over the box, "Longevity fruit that can extend your life by a hundred years."

As expected of an inner disciple of Tianji Pavilion, he is generous when he spends money.

Yuan Jiaojiao took it with both hands, "Master Uncle is kind, beautiful, and generous. My admiration for Master Uncle is like the surging waters of the Milky Way, endless and never-ending..."

Wen Wan looked at her calmly. Yuan Jiaojiao covered her mouth. These were the words the three brothers in the family said when they wanted to please the ancestor. The ancestor kept them as pets for fun and hoped that they would find ways to please him and make him happy.

"I'd rather hear you say: Thank you, Uncle Master!"

Yuan Jiaojiao saw her turn around and go into the house, "Master Uncle, I've moved back to my original school dormitory."

Wen Wan nodded, and after Yuan Jiaojiao left, she set up a barrier in Dormitory No. 18. She lived alone in a dormitory with three students, which was more quiet and comfortable. She didn't have to worry about anyone prying into her secrets in the future.

That night, she took out the lotus platform, entered the barrier and then entered the space in her body. Last time, she only sorted out the fairy area in the space. Now she continued to sort out the spiritual area and then the mortal area.

The storage bracelets, storage rings and several storage bags obtained from Nangong Xin were reorganized. As expected of the ancestor of the Nangong family, there were quite a few good things inside. There were twelve sets of top-grade fairy clothes, fairy-grade whips, red silks, medicine tripods, ancient zithers, fairy-grade cloud boats, and chariots.

It was obvious that the immortal clothes were worn by Nangong Xin, so she disdained to keep them; the immortal whip, red silk, and medicine cauldron were too iconic, having appeared in the "Qinglong Realm Divine Weapon List", so they could not be used. In fact, everyone knew that these three immortal weapons were Nangong Xin's magic weapons; the immortal-level cloud boat and chariot were also refined by Nangong Xin at the request of the Taoist Master of Lingbao Peak of the Divine Weapon Sect, and she personally drew the design drawings, so they could not be taken out either.

She is doing a quick travel mission. It cannot be used in the Qinglong Realm, but it can still be used next time she goes to other immortal cultivation realms.

There are countless resources such as spirit stones, heavenly stones, spiritual herbs and medicines, elixirs, talismans, formation plates, etc.

Wen Wan sorted out the things that had no identification and that she had no use for, and only packed them into two storage bags. One bag was filled with spiritual herbs, medicines, elixirs, talismans, and formation plates, and the other bag was directly filled with a large amount of spirit stones.

She sorted out the things in the Mortal Realm: computers, bicycles, motorcycles, cars, washing machines, electric fans...

This fast traveler is quite interesting. He has a lot of modern electronic appliances, jewelry, sanitary napkins, clothes, bags, etc.

The space for the ordinary cultivation of Baibao Daojun was three mu, but now it has been upgraded to six mu. Even the ordinary warehouse has doubled in size. The 60-square-meter large warehouse has been expanded to 120 square meters, and the 30-square-meter small warehouse has been expanded to 60 square meters.

The large warehouse was divided into sections for daily necessities, electronics, transportation, jewelry, banknotes, clothing, and bags, modern books, and biscuits and bread. Unfortunately, the biscuits and bread hadn't been sorted into the smaller warehouse in time, and many had already gone moldy and were inedible. She conjured a fireball, reducing the expired food to ash.

As she was tidying up, she noticed that the computer seemed to be not turned off and the power light was still flashing. She had a bad premonition in her heart, and without saying a word, she cast a fireball and turned the computer into ashes.

Wen Wan looked at the electronic appliance area. There was a mobile phone inside, and it also had a power supply. Although the screen was black, it was obvious that the phone was always powered. She was extremely careful and picked up a stick to turn on the phone. A fireball flew out and the phone fell to the ground. She heard a scream.

"Nangong Yanran, ah—why did you use Fireball without saying anything?"

Wen Wan thought of the girl from the Nangong family and used the Voice Changing Technique to imitate her voice: "What do you want from me?"

"You haven't contacted headquarters for two months, and your counterattack system has lost contact with the system center. I'm your boss. Is it wrong for me to care about my subordinates?"