Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Accompanied by the sounds of repentance and pleas for mercy, Zhu Wuyao looked at Ye Xiaozhou, who had tied them up, with a slightly bewildered expression, and suddenly asked:

Why do you carry a rope with you at all times?

Ye Xiaozhou straightened up, clapped her hands, and said, "Mission accomplished." Hearing the question, she gave Zhu Wuyao a strange look and said:

"How can you tie someone up without rope?"

"Do you...often need to tie people up?"

"Yeah, for example, it would come in handy if you encountered a writer who didn't take their work seriously, wouldn't it?"

There seems to be a hidden meaning in those words.

Before Zhu Wuyao could say anything, she continued to sigh:

"Sigh, last time I asked if there was a way to remove that wisp of demonic energy, someone seemed to tell me that Zhou Zhi split into two people, one good and one evil."

"The evil Zhou Zhi did all sorts of evil deeds, causing the good Zhou Zhi to be misunderstood by the world."

"What else... After a fierce battle, good triumphed over evil, and finally the evil body was slain?"

Zhu Wuyao coughed and changed the subject.

"Look at that tree, it's growing so well. When the sunlight shines on it, the edges of its leaves shimmer like gold. Doesn't it remind you of the luster of gold?"

Ye Xiaozhou looked in that direction and nodded seriously: "Yes, this tree is growing well."

"Look at the serrated edges of those leaves, how sharp they are. Doesn't it remind you of my two scimitars?"

Looking back, Zhu Wuyao had already untied the mule and was about to slowly slip away with Xiao Liuzi when he saw her looking over. He pointed to the sky and said:

"Look! The sect leader!"

Ye Xiaozhou chuckled, stepped forward and pinned down the mule. His murderous aura made both man and mule retreat.

"Don't treat me like a three-year-old. Do I look like a sect leader?"

Just then, a voice came from behind Ye Xiaozhou:

"Little Yezi, you don't seem like the sect leader yet. Instead, you seem like a lucky disciple who's about to pack his bags and go for a trip to the north."

Zhu Wuyao looked at Sect Leader Fang and performed a disciple's salute.

Ye Xiaozhou's expression was quite interesting. He slowly turned around, and his attitude suddenly became exceptionally friendly.

She stepped forward to help Sect Leader Fang, and said pitifully:

“Master, I think Fourth Senior Brother can be the lucky disciple. He spends all his time raising geese on the mountain and neglecting his duties. He should be sent there to be tempered.”

Zhu Wuyao glanced at her from the side and was greatly surprised.

Unexpectedly, one day she actually heard Ye Xiaozhou say that others were not doing their proper work.

Ye Xiaozhou didn't want to go at all!

In a while, there will be a grand competition among the disciples, and six months later, the Immortal Cultivation Conference in Zhongling City. These are all places where people gather for fun!

Normally she would have just treated it as going out for fun, but how could she possibly miss this cultivation tournament?!

Ye Xiaozhou pulled Zhu Wuyao over and said to his master:

"I've been busy lately. New junior sisters and brothers have joined the class, and as their senior sister, I have to guide them properly."

Then, pointing to the group of outer disciples tied together beside him, he said:

"The heavy responsibility of maintaining peace at Zhaixing Tower still rests on my shoulders. They are bullying their fellow disciples and extorting money from them. I must stay at the mountain gate to deter these villains!"

Headmaster Fang looked over and saw the outer disciples who were smirking and begging for mercy, and sighed.

Even though the reputation of the Star-Picking Tower is much better than that of other sects, it still cannot completely prevent similar incidents from happening.

She beckoned to Xiao Liuzi and asked:

"Child, what did they take from you that they haven't returned to you yet?"

Xiao Liu knew that the kind old woman in front of him was the most powerful person in Zhaixing Tower, so he stepped forward somewhat timidly. He glanced at the group of people, and following his grandfather's old teachings, mustered his courage and said:

"...Yes! They also robbed me of my silver and two spirit stones..."

"You're lying! This is our first time here, we didn't steal your silver, and we didn't give you any spirit stones!"

The bound men suddenly began to struggle, indignantly defending themselves.

Zhu Wuyao glanced at Xiao Liuzi.

The monthly offering from the Star-Picking Pavilion is two spirit stones. It has only been a month since I entered the sect, and Xiao Liuzi did not give out the spirit stones just now.

As expected of a child, he doesn't think things through when he lies and can only see the immediate benefits. Master Fang probably wouldn't even need to cast a divination to guess such a lie.

It's probably due to the influence of my past life.

If you don't steal or cheat, you can't survive. When faced with such an opportunity, your first reaction is to seize the chance to get more for yourself.

You underestimated him...

After weighing his options, Zhu Wuyao stepped forward and said:

"Yes, they also stole ten spirit stones from me and twenty spirit stones from Senior Sister Ye!"

Ye Xiaozhou glanced at the people he had bound hand and foot, then at Zhu Wuyao, seemingly unconcerned about being implicated, and nodded excitedly in agreement:

"That's right, they also stole my spiritual herbs and pills!"

This is blatant nonsense.

Sect Leader Fang chuckled, glanced thoughtfully at Xiao Liu Zi and Zhu Wu Yao, and then gracefully stepped down from the platform.

"You three are good at taking advantage of a crisis, spouting nonsense as soon as you see fit! Alright, I'll handle these people."

Then he looked at Zhu Wuyao and asked, "Little Zhu, do you want to take care of this child?"

what?

Zhu Wuyao blinked; she hadn't thought of that.

Normally, if she can help someone out, she'll just lend a hand, but she never thought of taking on this responsibility herself.

This is a huge responsibility.

She can't even raise a mule properly, how can she shoulder the responsibility of teaching children?

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Sect Leader, if I were to encounter such a situation, I would naturally lend a hand out of consideration for fellow disciples."

They subtly expressed their attitude—they would look after them on a regular basis, but couldn't take full responsibility.

Sect Leader Fang sighed meaningfully and said:

"That's fine then. I'll have Shen Xiaonao take good care of this child as well."

Ye Xiaozhou tossed a copper coin aside, but the judgment failed, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Zhu Wuyao was also full of questions, feeling that Sect Leader Fang was implying something. This... this Star-Picking Tower that loves riddles!

Once she has mastered the art of divination, she must create ten riddles every day.

With the matter settled, Zhu Wuyao led the mule back to the courtyard.

In the two days she was away, the vegetable garden flourished. Sure enough, her meticulous care was the biggest obstacle to the growth of the spiritual herbs.

The spiritual energy that Hua Yingting randomly spreads has a remarkable effect on plants and trees.

Wood spirit root is really good!

She visited Hua Yingting. When the courtyard gate opened, the courtyard was filled with clusters of spiritual herbs scattered in various corners, and each one was growing well.

It's something to be envied.

"Ah Yao, you're finally back! The things the Instructor Elder has been saying these past few days have been so confusing. If you hadn't come back, I'm afraid you'd never have understood them in your lifetime!"

As he spoke, he pulled Zhu Wuyao into the house.

The candlelight flickered as she opened the notebook her classmate had helped her take notes of, glanced at it, and then slammed it shut.

Looking at Hua Yingting, who was smiling faintly across the table, he asked:

Do you think I'll ever be able to learn it in my lifetime?