Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

The next morning.

Han Luo looked at the jade slip on the table and slowly played with the porcelain bottle in his hand. His usually expressionless face showed a hint of doubt and irritation.

[Master, I want to go out and train by myself. It was a last-minute decision, so I didn't want to bother you. I heard that the Secret Realm is about to open, and I will go there.]

This bottle of Spring Jade Dew is enough for Aunt Gu to use for thirty years. In addition, I asked Senior Yao Guang, and he said that Aunt Gu's condition may be due to a curse. If Aunt Gu wants to get rid of the curse, she must find Meng'er's father.

Master, wait for me to come back.

The last four nonsensical words on the jade slip left Han Luo bewildered. Why wait for him to return? What would they do with him?

Also, what exactly happened after he got drunk last night?

Han Luo rubbed her temples, but still couldn't remember.

Jing Shu said he was going to the Secret Child Realm, a place that wasn't even a secret realm. Apart from the fact that time was twice as slow as outside, it was completely useless. There was almost no spiritual energy inside, and it couldn't nurture any spiritual plants. It was a place that no cultivator wanted to enter. Once you exhausted your spiritual power inside, you would be no different from an ordinary person.

Moreover, the time from opening to closing is calculated in years. His training here is completely useless. Could it be that he is trying to avoid me?

How could that be? Han Luo shook her head, not understanding why she was thinking so much.

Putting away the jade slip and porcelain bottle, Han Luo casually picked up the red spider lily that Jing Shu had placed on the table. In an instant, a thin layer of frost covered the red spider lily, sealing away its last remaining life force.

Han Luo looked at the ice flower in his hand and sighed softly. Well, he also needed time to think carefully about some issues he had deliberately ignored before.

"Where's Xiao Shu?" Qingxu asked, looking at Han Luo standing alone outside the city gate.

"He had something come up and won't be coming with us," Han Luo said calmly.

"Alright. By the way, I saw you two at Zuixianlou yesterday. You and Xiaoshu were dressed so beautifully, are you looking for a Daoist partner?" Qingxu asked as he transformed back into his original form.

"We just want the Drunken Immortal Wine."

"Oh, I see... I thought you two had both figured it out." Qingxu continued to explain, "The Flower Goddess Festival in Huacheng is also known as the Marriage Festival. On this day, exchanging flowers in one's hair is to bind a marriage. After you left Zuixianlou, you didn't accept any flowers indiscriminately, did you?"

Jing Shu and Han Luo are both visiting Huacheng for the first time, so they definitely don't know anything about this. If they were to become entangled in a marriage just like that, it would be utterly absurd.

"Hmm." Han Luo rubbed the ice flower hidden in his sleeve with his hand. He was just playing with it, so it shouldn't count, right?

At this moment, Jing Shu had already left Huacheng and was traveling at a leisurely pace.

The little Jing Shu in his dantian was somewhat dissatisfied. He had been tricked into cultivating, and when he opened his eyes again, Jing Shu had already left Huacheng. He hadn't even said goodbye to his master!

Xiao Jingshu grew angrier the more he thought about it. He looked at the Nascent Soul who was still sleeping soundly to the side. He was usually the most decisive one, so why was he sleeping all the time?

All you do is sleep!

Xiao Jingshu is like a fox with its fur standing on end; she's unhappy with everyone right now.

"What's wrong?" Jing Shu naturally sensed it too and asked.

Xiao Jingshu pouted, about to cry, "I haven't even said goodbye to Master, I've never been away from him for so long!"

"..."

Oops—why does it feel so strange to see myself crying?

Jing Shu sighed helplessly, "Be good, the sooner we finish our cultivation, the sooner we can go back to him. You know my physical condition."

Xiao Jingshu nodded through his tears. He knew, he knew everything. But he just wanted to cry, he just couldn't hold back.

"How about I let you come out and have some fun?"

Xiao Jingshu has always been well-behaved, but this time he cried a lot. Moreover, he didn't make a fuss like Yuan Ying did when he cried, which made Jingshu want to indulge him.

He has no memories of the modern world. Xiao Jingshu's memories begin from the moment Han Luo picked him up. He has the mental capacity of a five-year-old and is more dependent on Han Luo than he is.

Xiao Jingshu's ears twitched, and her crying gradually subsided.

Sure enough, a child who has hardly ever left the house is powerless against the urge to go out and play.

"Once you come out, follow the route we've already planned. Hide your fox ears and tail so no one can see them. The rest is up to you."

"it is good."

Jing Shu relinquished control of his body, and his main consciousness entered the ancient jade. However, he only relinquished half of it, preventing his body from reverting to the size of a ten-year-old. Otherwise, changing clothes would be one thing, but being too young would make him an easy target for predators.

It was Xiao Jing's first time going out to play, and she was using an adult body, which was very novel for her.

So this is the perspective of a tall person! Xiao Jingshu looked at the people coming and going in the town and the many stalls, and was extremely excited.

You can see everything!

Jing Shu watched as Xiao Jing Shu stopped at each stall, curiously examining the trinkets on the stalls.

"If you want it, just buy it. Don't get ripped off." After giving these instructions, Jing Shu stopped paying attention to the outside world and went to the Nascent Soul to examine its condition.

Strange, why isn't he awake yet? Jing Shu withdrew his hand, noticing nothing unusual; he was simply asleep, still digesting the spiritual essence.

Could it be that he absorbed more than we did? Jing Shu felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Never mind, it's alright as long as nothing happens.

Jing Shu ignored him and sat down cross-legged to receive the things Xu Yaoguang gave him.

While comforting Xiao Jingshu was one aspect, he also genuinely needed time to understand his own constitution and how to maintain its stability.

Xiao Jingshu knew that Jingshu was already in meditation, so he didn't disturb him, nor did he have the time to. It was just too much fun outside!

A little windmill? That looks fun! I'll buy it!

A rattle drum? That looks fun! I'll buy it!

Sugar painting? Beautiful! I'll buy it!

……

And so, Xiao Jingshu strolled along the entire street, bought a lot of things, and became a big customer in the eyes of the vendors.

Xiao Jingshu put everything into his storage ring, took the sugar painting, and went into the largest restaurant in town, ordering a large table of dishes.

Spicy chicken, Sichuan peppercorn chicken, braised chicken pieces, braised chicken in yellow sauce, Sichuan-style chicken, and old hen soup are collectively known as a whole chicken feast.

Which fox could resist eating chicken? Well, Xiao Jingshu certainly couldn't.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Xiao Jingshu left the town and, following Jingshu's instructions, happily continued on his journey.

A loud "bang" came from ahead. Xiao Jingshu was curious, so he concealed his presence and quietly approached from the source of the sound.

"Zheng Hongliang! Are you crazy!" A group of people dressed in golden disciple robes helped each other up, all of them injured to varying degrees from the explosion.

"That's right! Harming your fellow disciples, even if your father is the sect leader, he can't protect you!"

Standing opposite them was also dressed in a golden disciple's robe, but his injuries were far more severe.

"Heh." Zheng Hongliang sneered upon hearing this. "I harmed my fellow disciples? You're all disappointed that you didn't kill me, aren't you?"

Everyone was shocked, not expecting that he had already noticed.

“Come on, keep going. My father has placed a restriction on me. If I die, he will sense it immediately. If you have the guts, then kill me.” After saying that, Zheng Hongliang stopped resisting, sat down on the ground, and looked at them coldly.

What?! The Grand Elder didn't tell them!

The leader feigned composure, "It's one thing to deliberately harm your fellow disciples, but to make false accusations is another! We'll go back and report to the sect immediately, and you'll be punished!"

After saying that, he hurriedly left with everyone.

Zheng Hongliang watched as everyone completely disappeared, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, the spiritual energy he had barely managed to gather dissipating completely.