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

"?!" Xiao Jingshu wasn't sure if Jingshu meant what he thought, so he asked again.

"Really?"

Jing Shu nodded. "Really. But you're not allowed to do anything else."

Jing Shu emphasized the last three words, "Otherwise, I will forcibly recall you."

"Okay! Thank you, Jing Shu!" After receiving permission, Xiao Jing Shu left Gu Yu.

"Don't say I'm biased," Jing Shu said to the disgruntled Nascent Soul beside him.

"Aren't you also very indulgent towards him?"

The nascent soul turned its head away, not wanting to look at Jing Shu's smiling face.

“I will come out the day after tomorrow,” the Nascent Soul said stiffly.

"it is good."

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The moon quietly sets, and the sun rises slowly from the east; this night will eventually come to an end.

A group of people came to the courtyard and saw Jingyou quietly drinking tea in the pavilion early in the morning.

Seeing this, Xue Niang walked towards the pavilion. "Has Fellow Daoist Jing Shu awakened?"

"No, my brother hasn't woken up yet, don't disturb his sleep." Jingyou looked down at the flower tea in his hand, not letting anyone present see the guilt in his eyes.

Jingyou returned before dawn. Originally, he planned to go find Jingshu and ask about what happened last night.

As it turned out, his brother wasn't in the room at all! It was obvious where he'd gone. So he quietly stayed in the pavilion, just in case someone came to disturb him.

Here they are.

Jingyou put down his teacup. "My brother used up a lot of spiritual energy last night and is still resting. Why don't you go back first? I'll tell you when he wakes up."

“How can this be?” an elder behind Xue Niang said sincerely. “Fellow Daoist Jing Shu helped us a lot last night. It is only right and proper that we wait here for him to come out and express our gratitude.”

"Yes, yes! We were late yesterday. The elders said that it was thanks to Fellow Daoist Jing Shu that the Soul-Devouring Beast was killed single-handedly. That's why the people of Huacheng were not harmed, and the elders and senior sister were safe and sound." A group of disciples said with great gratitude.

After listening to their conversation, Xue Niang smiled helplessly. She had said long ago that there was no rush, but they wouldn't listen. They felt that if they arrived late, it would make them seem like they didn't value him enough, and that Jing Shu would feel that Lingxi Sect would neglect him.

But who could have known that all Jing Shu wanted were those few jars of wine?

Seeing that they genuinely wanted to thank his brother, Jingyou felt embarrassed to continue trying to shoo them away. He coughed lightly and continued speaking.

"Well then, everyone please wait here. My brother should wake up soon..."

No one objected; they simply found a spot, sat down, and waited.

A few people even went to visit the iconic building, wondering why the elder had placed such a strange thing in the guest room.

Xue Niang and another elder sat down, and Jing You brewed a cup of flower tea for each of them.

"Since Fellow Daoist Jing Shu appeared at Zuixianlou yesterday, you were the one guarding the eastern courtyard, weren't you?" Xue Niang said slowly, taking a sip of her flower tea.

"Hmm, it's me." Jingyou didn't deny it, after all, it wasn't a big deal.

The elder standing nearby glanced at Jing You more because of this. He had heard from his disciples who had gone to collect the corpses of the evil cultivators the night before that there were many corpses in both the Eastern and Northern courtyards. It was likely that the people guarding those places had killed all the evil cultivators who came.

Xue Niang told me that the person guarding the northern courtyard was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, capable of slaying all the evil cultivators with a single sword strike. Although surprised, I wasn't entirely unexpected. I had never heard of that person before, only assuming he was a low-key cultivation prodigy.

This person, however, was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, yet he single-handedly killed many evil cultivators at the Golden Core stage. He also claimed to be the younger brother of Fellow Daoist Jing Shu. Indeed, he seemed like a good person to befriend...

"As expected." Xue Niang wasn't too surprised and chuckled, "I was wrong to say you were too weak before."

"It's nothing," Jingyou said nonchalantly. "Whether you think of me as good or bad makes no difference to me."

"By the way, where is Fellow Daoist Lin Yuru? Why didn't she come?" Jing You looked around but didn't see that familiar figure.

"Yu Rou's injuries are rather unusual, so the sect leader summoned her back to the sect first," Xue Niang explained.

"After thanking Fellow Daoist Jing Shu, I will also be heading back."

"Drunken Immortal Pavilion is closed?" Jing You was a little disappointed. The food and wine there were quite good, and he hadn't tried the Drunken Immortal Brew yet...

"Open, of course open." Xue Niang chuckled upon hearing this.

"However, Zuixianlou is now destroyed and reconstruction will take time. Besides, I am just a nominal owner. Whether I am here or not, the operation of Zuixianlou will not have too many problems. Lingxi Sect has also compensated the other shops that were destroyed last night. Soon, Huacheng will be restored to its original state."

"What about the Drunken Immortal Wine?" Jingyou asked subconsciously.

"From now on, Zuixianlou will no longer have Zuixian wine."

Seeing Jingyou's disappointed expression, Xueniang couldn't help but find it amusing.

He was so drunk, yet he still wanted to drink. Wasn't his brother's fist hard enough?

"I will still make Drunken Immortal Brew, but I will give it all to your brother. If you want to drink it, you can ask your brother for it later."

Xue Niang watched as Jing You's eyes brightened and dimmed, then she turned her head slightly and laughed silently behind Jing You's back.

This kid is so much fun.

Jingyou ignored Xueniang's smirk; he was just troubled. Getting wine from his brother was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

After all, he embarrassed his brother after drinking. Unless...

Jingyou's eyes lit up instantly. He secretly worked on improving his alcohol tolerance! A higher alcohol tolerance meant he wouldn't trick his brother and he'd have more alcohol to drink!

Haha! He's so smart!

Thinking about it this way, Jingyou's mood wasn't so bad anymore, and he even drank a few more sips of herbal tea.

Hmm, chrysanthemum tea, it's good for clearing heat and reducing internal fire, I'll buy some more before I leave!

The people outside quieted down and waited patiently, unaware that the people inside had already been woken up.

Hearing the noise outside, Jingran frowned slightly, and without opening her eyes, tried to pull the blanket up to bury her head.

But instead of pulling it, I grabbed something warm.

Jingran subconsciously pinched him twice, and then heard the person above him hum twice. Immediately afterwards, a hand with distinct knuckles wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to his chest, and murmuring something.

"Master, don't pinch the tail."

Jingran's face was suddenly pressed against the other person's fair skin. His soft lips seemed to touch something small and soft, but it grew harder and harder, poking straight at his lower lip.