After enjoying a delicious meal, Yun Zhao took the opportunity to suggest that her younger sister was an even better cook.

"The three of us sisters work in the kitchen. My younger sister is an excellent cook and can make anything, my older sister has superb knife skills, and my fire-starting skills are unparalleled..."

She was chatting jokingly with Song Qingyang, but he took it to heart.

His eyes darted around. "Xiaoyun, how much do you get paid per month in the kitchen?"

Yun Zhao didn't understand why he asked this, so he answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyang realized that the combined monthly allowances of the three sisters weren't even enough for a single meal for him.

"How about this, I really appreciate talented children, so come to my yard and cook for me."

He gestured with his hand, indicating a number. "How about this amount for the month?"

Yun Zhao stared wide-eyed in "shock," "So many!"

Song Qingyang smiled smugly, "So, are you coming or not?"

Yun Zhao nodded hurriedly, "Come, come, come!"

Song Qingyang liked genuine and unpretentious people. Seeing that Yun Zhao made no attempt to hide his greed, he happily told Yun Zhao to put the box away.

"Go back first, pack your things, and come back before tonight."

Servants who served their masters had separate servants' rooms, which were close to the master's courtyard so that they could serve him at any time.

After returning to the kitchen, Yun Zhao told Steward Fu about her, Bai Lingxiao, and Xiao Tong's trip to Song Qingyang's place.

Upon hearing this, Steward Fu said sourly, "Xiao Yun, you've really climbed the social ladder. Don't forget to put in a good word for me with Second Master in the future."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Manager, we are not ungrateful people."

Manager Fu didn't say anything else, and gave Yun Zhao the two hundred spirit stones he had promised. "Work hard, Second Master is generous. Do a good job, and there will be plenty of rewards."

Yun Zhao accepted the spirit stones, said goodbye to the others in the kitchen, and then went back to his room with Bai Lingxiao and Xiao Tong to pack up.

Manager Fu shook his head and sighed, "It's all about timing, fate, and luck. I saw it coming a long time ago. Xiaoyun is a lucky girl."

Sun's mother, who was chopping vegetables, overheard his words and immediately rolled her eyes.

So, Manager Fu, you can predict the future?

Just as she was about to continue working, she saw a purse fall from the steward's body.

"Manager, you've dropped something."

The steward looked down and said, "It's not mine."

He picked it up and found the purse to be heavy.

Upon opening it, I found a pouch full of high-grade spirit stones!

Manager Fu was startled. Only after seeing the note in the purse did he put the purse away with a sigh.

Xiaoyun is such a sensible girl!

Sun Niang: "???"

Didn't you say it wasn't yours? Be careful, or I'll sue you for putting the found money in your pocket and keeping it!

As night fell, the banquet prepared by the Song family was about to begin.

Song Qinghua hosted this banquet for the heads of various families in Demon-Slaying City and many highly respected cultivators in order to prove his innocence.

"unlucky."

Song Qingyang muttered curses under his breath. He didn't want to attend the banquet. Just seeing that scoundrel Song Qinghua made his heart ache, his liver ache, his lungs ache, and his whole body ache.

But Song Qinghua sent someone to invite him, insisting that he attend, to show that there was no estrangement between the brothers.

--Someone planted a spy in the Song family, and news of Song Qingyang being imprisoned spread.

Rumors spread throughout the Demon-Slaying City that Song Qingyang had caught Song Qinghua practicing evil arts, which led to Song Qinghua capturing and imprisoning him.

Song Qingyang didn't want to go, but his life was now in Song Qinghua's hands, and he didn't want to die, so he had no choice but to go obediently.

"Is Second Master going out? The meal is ready."

Looking at the eighteen dishes that Yun Zhao and his men had set out on the table, Song Qingyang sighed, "Distribute them to you all. I have something to do tonight."

That wretched Song Qinghua, he made him miss out on delicious food, sob sob...

Yun Zhao knew what he was going to do, nodded, and was about to speak when he heard a cry of pain from outside the house.

Song Qingyang was startled. "What's wrong?!"

Yun Zhao hurriedly said, "I'll go take a look."

She dashed out and quickly returned, along with a man who had been hit and bumped.

Yun Zhao took out a round ball and said to Song Qingyang, "Second Master, this is Sande, who chops firewood in the kitchen. He said that something flew from somewhere and hit him."

Song Qingyang didn't take it seriously, waving his hand to signal them to leave, as he still needed to change his clothes and rush to the front yard.

But a casual glance from him made his eyes widen.

"A photo-recording stone? Quick, let me see it."

Yun Zhao handed him the sphere blankly. "Second Master, what is a memory stone?"

“This is the recording stone,” Song Qingyang said to her, “a magical artifact that can record sound and image. Strange, who threw the recording stone into my yard?”

Yun Zhao guessed, "Maybe someone didn't want it anymore and threw it away as trash?"

Song Qingyang rolled his eyes. "Nonsense, the memory stone is very valuable. Which spendthrift would just throw it away like that... Wait, does that mean my yard has been turned into a garbage dump?"

Seeing that Song Qingyang had gone astray, Yun Zhao quickly pulled him back, "Isn't Second Master going to a banquet? Hurry up and have them help you get ready."

Song Qingyang then realized that he still had things to do. He casually put the recording stone into his storage bag and told Yun Zhao and the others to leave.

The people sent by Song Qinghua were urging him again, so Song Qingyang hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to the front yard.

Yun Zhao yawned, feigning sleepiness, and went back to the room to rest with Bai Lingxiao and the child.

"Senior Sister Zhao Zhao," Xiao Tong grabbed Yun Zhao's hand as soon as she entered the room, "Why don't I go to the Song family's forbidden area with you? There will definitely be dangers there, and I want to protect you."

Yun Zhao rubbed her head. "Xiao Tong, didn't you say you had something to do? Don't worry about me, I'll take good care of myself."

Mu Qianqian just sent a message that Hu Guichen searched the entire Misty Wasteland in the south but couldn't find Bai Lingxiao and the others. He somehow found out where Yun Zhao and the others were and is now heading to the Southern Forest.

Originally, it was agreed that Yun Zhao and Qi Yan would take the child to the forbidden area, while Bai Lingxiao and the other two would leave the Demon-Slaying City to find a secret realm for training and, incidentally, hide from Hu Guichen.

But Xiaotong said she had something to do and had to leave for a while, so Yun Zhao could only go to the Song family's forbidden area with Qi Yan.

"Don't worry," Yun Zhao smiled, "Ayan will protect me. Besides, although my cultivation level is low, I have many life-saving spiritual artifacts."

The child hesitated for a long time before finally nodding.

In the front courtyard of the Song family, people were drinking and chatting. No matter what they were fighting behind the scenes, on the surface they were all happy and harmonious.

"Master Song, when will Second Master Song arrive? We've heard quite a few rumors lately. Please have Second Master Song come out and meet everyone to dispel these rumors!"

The head of the Tong family looked worried, seemingly extremely concerned about Song Qinghua's reputation.

But everyone knows that the head of the Tong family is two-faced, and his words imply that Song Qinghua is guilty.

Song Qinghua smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Patriarch Tong. If everyone wants to see my brother, I will send someone to urge him."

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