The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

What floated past her eyes?

Is this Chinese? She feels like she doesn't recognize it.

[Hahahaha! It has to be Genting again.]

No wonder Cloud Peak has never accepted disciples. If they did, they'd probably torture them to death.

[He Yu, the second guard of the Yun family brigade: Yun girl, you see, it's better if you acknowledge me as your master from now on.]

[Yun Family Team Member Hong Ziqing: Hahaha, you're hilarious, Yun Ding. So this is how you used to teach your disciples...]

You Ziqian didn't take it seriously and simply asked her to pass on those words to them verbatim.

Yun Fuzhao nodded and repeated his words.

The four of them wore expressions of incomprehension and great shock.

Song Ying rubbed her hands together excitedly, "What about me? What about me?"

[Yun Family Brigade 2, You Ziqian: I have no demands on her; she doesn't need to be whipped.]

Yun Fuzhao: "Just follow your own cultivation path."

After all, Song Ying is a person who is observant and has a keen eye for life.

Although the four did not understand Yun Fuzhao's intentions, they still obediently did as he said.

……

Ziyang Peak.

The sunlight was soft and warm, casting a faint golden glow on the clear water. A group of koi carp swam leisurely in the pond.

A slender, fair hand swept across the surface of the pond, startling the koi carp into scattering in all directions.

Meng Ci'er slowly sat down on the stone chair and said softly, "I heard that you made a bet with Yun Fuzhao?"

The woman in pink sat obediently at his feet, resting on his lap, her clear, innocent eyes like those of a fawn unaware of the world's ways.

Yu Nian'er obediently replied, "Yes. That day, when Senior Sister Yun went to choose a sword technique, I knew that there weren't any decent sword techniques in the first level, so I thought of giving her the Dream Return Seal that Master taught me. I didn't expect her to..."

Her eyes were slightly red. "It was my rashness that led me to agree to this bet."

Meng Ci'er affectionately stroked her head, "It's not your fault. Yun Fuzhao is cunning and treacherous; she's probably the one who seduced you."

Speaking of her, a cold glint flashed in Meng Ci'er's eyes, "I never thought that after raising this dog for so many years, it would still be such an ingrate."

"You gambled with her on the Snow-Treading Spirit Deer?"

Yu Nian'er quickly said, "If she loses, she will give Wuji to me."

Meng Ci'er's eyebrows twitched slightly. "The disciples she chose are nothing but low-class people. She's bound to lose this bet."

"I don't know why Senior Sister Yun chose them either."

"It's just a desperate attempt to find a cure," Meng Ci'er looked down at her and suddenly asked, "You have very close ties with that Wen guy from the Xuantian Sect?"

Yu Nian'er blushed. "Brother Wen is a very good person."

“Wen Yan is indeed a promising talent.” Meng Ci’er said this with a calm expression in his eyes. “However, I don’t like you having too much contact with others. Nian’er, it’s enough for you to stay by your master’s side.”

Yu Nian'er's face flushed even more. She pursed her lips shyly and nodded timidly.

In his heart, however, he was extremely disdainful. He thought Wen Yan was exceptionally talented and would surely become a leader in the cultivation world in the future. How could he, an old man who had lived for who knows how many years, possibly compare to him?

After spending some more time with him, Yu Nian'er left Meng Ci'er's residence.

She hadn't walked far when she ran into Hou Feiyu, who had come looking for her.

"Junior Sister, let me tell you something funny." Hou Feiyu approached her with a smile, "Didn't you make a bet with Yun Fuzhao? She even chose five disciples."

“Yes,” Yu Nian’er asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong, Senior Brother?”

With Yun Fuzhao gone, Hou Feiyu naturally became the eldest disciple of Ziyang Peak.

"Four of the disciples," Hou Feiyu couldn't help but chuckle at the thought, "one plucked feathers, one fed birds, one killed fish, and one carried manure! Hahahaha!"

Yu Nian'er's lips twitched slightly. "What does this mean?"

"Most likely, he knew he couldn't beat Xu Tao and his gang, so he gave up on himself and started acting crazy."

"..."

Yu Nian'er was speechless for a moment. "What about Senior Sister Yun? What is she doing?"

Speaking of her, Hou Feiyu looked disdainful. "Her? She sleeps all day long and only occasionally goes to supervise those disciples."

Yu Nian'er couldn't help but feel a little smug. Yun Fuzhao, Yun Fuzhao, you were so arrogant when you bet with me, how come you backed down after only a few days?

It seems that he has realized how arrogant and conceited he is.

She began to regret not making Yun Fuzhao kneel down and kowtow to her a few times after losing.

On the other side, Yun Fuzhao was looking at the tail feathers of Yi Nongba Linghe.

There is a flock of wild cranes on the back mountain. They are very timid and vigilant, and the slightest disturbance will startle them.

Let alone plucking their feathers, it's extremely difficult to even get close to them.

In the past few days, Yi Nong tried every possible method, but he couldn't even get close to Ling He. He could only practice concealing his presence and moving lightly over and over again.

Yun Fuzhao sat on a tree branch not far away, watching Yi Nong carefully move two leafy branches toward the spirit crane.

She hasn't been idle these past few days either, and has already started practicing the second form of Void Dragon Roar. The second form is several times more difficult than the first, and she hasn't fully mastered it yet.

“Yun Fuzhao”.

A gentle, youthful voice rang out, and as soon as Yun Fuzhao turned his head, a wet fox appeared in his arms.

This little guy loves to roll around in the grass. Every time she comes to the back hill, he follows her, gets his fur all wet, and then mischievously jumps into her arms.

The water droplets splashed onto her robes.

Yun Fuzhao was somewhat disgusted and wanted to throw it away, but it quickly grabbed her arm with all four limbs and wouldn't let go no matter how hard she tried.

It's like a dog skin plaster.

Yun Fuzhao used her spiritual power to dry its fur, and Qi Huai obediently remained still, letting her do as she pleased.

He collapsed into her arms in no time, lazily squinting his eyes.

Jiaoyu and it didn't get along. Every time it appeared, Jiaoyu would run away. She disliked it terribly.

Yi Nong failed again. The crane was so startled by him that it cried out and flew away in the blink of an eye.

"He's so slow."

Qi Huai commented.

Yun Fuzhao stroked its fluffy head and said, "You foxes also hunt, why don't you teach it?"

Qi Huai shook his head back and forth, trying to avoid her touch. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore, so he kicked his leg and jumped out.

"I never hunt."

Qi Huai stared at her, then changed the subject, "Why do you keep touching me?"

The beautiful beastly eyes blinked, and then it said, "If you touch me, you can't touch anyone else."

"..."

No, what kind of tea talk is this?

Yun Fuzhao sat on the tree trunk, somewhat speechless, "Don't say things that are so suggestive."

Qi Huai smiled, and suddenly transformed into a handsome young man with rosy lips and white teeth. His clothes were loose, revealing a straight collarbone. He tilted his head to look at her and said innocently, "How is that suggestive?"

He declared righteously, "In our fox clan, if you touch someone, you have to take responsibility."