The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

The two children, the Netherworld Tree Spirit and the Qingqiu Tree Spirit, were exquisitely beautiful, barely reaching a person's thigh in height, yet each was much older than the last.

Bai Ruo was standing guard beside Bai Shu, and she was talking intimately with Zhu Jian.

The sudden approach of the Netherworld Tree Spirit piqued the White Tree's interest: "Are you a tree spirit too?"

Although few people paid attention to them.

Bai Ruo coughed lightly and tried to explain, "Bai Shu is the young master of Qingqiu."

Seeing that she had figured out the details of the Netherworld Tree Spirit in the past few days, she immediately smiled and said, "Little tree, this is the Netherworld Tree Spirit. Its true form is the Netherworld Divine Tree."

"Just like you, unique in the world."

Bai Shu became interested and leaned closer to ask, "Where is your true form? What kind of people worship you?"

The spirit of the Netherworld Tree vaguely sensed that this fellow being was unbelievably naive.

He countered, "Is your true form in Qingqiu?"

Bai Shu was completely unguarded: "Yes, I grew up in Qingqiu, what about you?"

The Netherworld Tree Spirit said, "My true form is in the Mysterious Spirit Prison."

The Nether Tree Spirit answered readily, showing no fear that anyone might try to harm its true form.

Even Shen Huaichuan couldn't get out of the Xuanling Prison once he went in.

Bai Shu asked curiously, "What kind of place is Xuanling Prison?"

Upon hearing that the Netherworld Tree Spirit was about to take down Shen Huaichuan, Yun Yici quickly changed the subject: "The Netherworld Tree Spirit is now serving as an elder of the Medicine Peak in our sect."

"I'm worried that the variety of medicinal herbs at Medicine Peak is not abundant."

Bai Ruo seized the opportunity to interrupt the two tree spirits' deeper conversation: "Our clan does have quite a few spiritual plants that are sold to the outside world."

"If Sect Leader Yun is interested, I can arrange to bring some spiritual plants suitable for this climate next time."

Yun Yici was naturally someone he couldn't possibly desire.

As soon as Bai Ruo spoke, Mu Yunjian was not to be outdone: "Junior Sister, if you need any demonic spiritual plants, you can just come to me and I will send someone to find them for you."

Bai Ruo raised an eyebrow and remained silent. It seemed that the city lord of the Ten Thousand Demons City, who was supposed to be so adept at navigating social situations, wasn't so smooth after all. He was trying to steal business right away.

Yun Yici smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but I intend to use it for planting on the Spirit Herb Peak, so it would be better to purchase it in bulk."

"It would be best if Senior Bai could send some more specialists to provide guidance."

Bai Ruo nodded and said, "Of course."

Seeing that he couldn't help Yun Yici, Mu Yunjian remembered another matter: "On our way here, the news of the emergence of the Lingwei Sect has been spreading like wildfire."

"I have heard that the other eleven sects have already set off to visit, and they should be arriving soon."

"Junior sister, you should make plans as soon as possible."

Everyone present knew the current situation of the Lingwei Sect.

Shen Huaichuan and Yue Niang were given to them by the Lingwei Sect, while Long Jiao and Youming were temporarily appointed.

This time, the other sects said they were visiting, but in reality, they also wanted to probe the Lingwei Sect's true strength.

If it is discovered that the Lingwei Sect is not living up to its name, it will be difficult for Yun Yici to do anything else.

The impending storm made everyone put aside their prejudices and genuinely worry about Yun Yici.

Aside from Shen Huaichuan and Yue Niang, everyone present had their own guesses about the disappearance and reappearance of the Lingwei Sect.

The moonlight was slightly cool. Yun Yici raised his cup and said, "All who come are guests. I would not have accepted the position of Lingwei Sect Leader without the means to make a living."

"Fellow Daoists and seniors, let us enjoy this fine night together."

Yun Yici downed the wine in his hand in one gulp, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Everyone tacitly moved on from the matter and began talking about other things.

After several rounds of drinks, the slightly tipsy crowd rose to say goodbye to Wen Fuyue and Yun Yici.

Yun Yici got up to see them off, and in the end, only the four of them remained in Wen Fuyue's courtyard.

Wen Fuyue put away the wine pot and cups and said with a smile, "I originally thought that after you four brothers and sisters completed your apprenticeship, one of you would become the peak master and the other three would become elders."

"Once you take in many disciples, my Wangchen Peak will be bustling with activity."

"Now that Xiao Ci has become the head of the Lingwei Sect and A Yun is the Demon King in the Demon Realm, it will be difficult for the four of us, master and disciples, to reunite in the future."

Wen Fuyue sighed, but she was still happy to see her disciples' lofty ambitions.

Yun Yici and the other three helped him tidy up the courtyard, and in no time the entire courtyard was restored.

Yun Yici smiled and said, "Senior Brother Mu and I can also serve as elders of Wangchen Peak."

"There's no need to force Headmaster Gu to acknowledge us. As long as Master, Senior Brother Rong, and Senior Brother Ning acknowledge us, that's enough."

Mu Yunjian also said, "Junior Sister is right."

Wen Fuyue said, "The titles of Peak Master and Elder are just empty names. Your senior brother and I naturally acknowledge you."

"Come back anytime you want; there will always be a place for you on Wangchen Peak."

Although he had stepped down, Ning Tinglan appeared aloof but was loyal and righteous, and Wen Fuyue was not worried that her disciples would be dissatisfied with the arrangement for Ning Tinglan to take over as the peak master.

As night deepened, Yun Yici and the other three bid farewell to Wen Fuyue.

Rong Xuan and Ning Tinglan returned to their respective residences, while Mu Yunjian followed Yun Yici all the way back to the sect leader's residence.

Yun Yici asked, "Is there anything else, Senior Brother Mu?"

Mu Yunjian took out a storage bag from his sleeve and handed it to her: "This is a gift I prepared for you."

“The gifts I sent before were kept by my master, but he gave them to me earlier today.”

Yun Yici declined, saying, "Senior brother, why be so polite? I have never cared about you in the past hundred years. On the contrary, you have always been concerned about me. How can I feel at ease accepting so many valuable things from you for no reason?"

Mu Yunjian's raised eyebrows softened instantly, and he became somewhat flustered: "Junior sister, I..."

“I heard from Bai Shu that I was not the chosen demon cultivator during the Moon Worship Festival in Qingqiu back then. It was you who asked for a Moon Goddess Flower for me.”

"I was so stupid that it took me so many years to find out about this."

Yun Yici didn't expect Mu Yunjian to bring up the old matter again, so she comforted him, "Senior brother, the matter is over."

“If you were me, you would do the same for me.”

Moonlight poured down, casting dappled shadows among the flowers and trees, elongating their figures so that they appeared to be close together.

Mu Yunjian smiled happily, looking into the girl's bright eyes: "Then junior sister should accept my gift even more."

"Because I will accept whatever my junior sister gives me."

Yun Yici: Oh no, I've been tricked.

Before Yun Yici could react, Mu Yunjian grabbed her hand, turned it over so her palm was facing up, and then placed the storage bag in her hand.

"Junior sister, pick what you like and play with it. Get some rest."