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

Jingyou returned in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Luckily, he was quick-witted. He figured he was leaving today, so he had already ordered the items from the store in advance. All he had to do was pay and pick them up without taking up much time.

After putting everything into the storage bag, Jingyou waved to the two people who had already reached the gate of the house, and they left Xue Niang's residence together.

"Brother, let's eat before we go. I found a great restaurant yesterday!" Jingyou said with a grin, but his eyes secretly glanced at Jingran.

Immortal Venerable Hanluo looks really handsome in this outfit! However, this robe seems to be his brother's magic robe, so it seems the two of them haven't had any conflicts, which is excellent!

"Okay." Jing Shu nodded, after all, A Ran hadn't eaten yet either.

Unexpectedly, Jingyou led them to the same wonton stall.

Jingyou jogged to the wonton stall, and Jingshu and Jingran exchanged a smile without saying anything more.

"Grandpa, I'd like three bowls of wontons!"

"Alright!" The old man had just agreed when he saw Jing Shu and the other man, and said with a smile.

"Young masters, you've arrived! Please find a seat, and two bowls of wontons will be ready shortly!"

Jingyou turned around and looked at the two of them in confusion. "You two...have you eaten here before?"

Jing Shu then said, "You can pay your own money. Aran and I don't need to pay."

"Ah, so you're together! Then this young master doesn't need to pay! Go inside and find a seat!" The old man suddenly realized and waved his hand, waiving Jingyou's money for the wontons as well.

Jing Shu led Jing Ran over, and Jing You asked the old man curiously, "Why don't my brother and his family have to pay when they come to eat?"

"When you two young masters came to eat here before, you paid a large piece of gold, so from now on, I will never charge you any money if you come to eat here!" the old man explained.

"So that's how it is." Jingyou stroked his chin, took out a piece of gold from his storage bag, and put it into the old man's money box.

"You don't need to look for mine. I'll come eat here from now on, and I won't charge you. How about that?"

"Alright, alright!" the old man laughed heartily. "You can come and eat here anytime, I won't charge you! But please tell me your names, young master, so that when I pass the stall on to my son, he'll recognize you!"

“The three of us share the surname Jing, the Jing of beautiful time and scenery,” Jing You said with a smile.

"Yes, Young Master Jing!"

Jingyou walked back to Jingshu and sat down, waiting for the old man's wontons.

“Aran, I contacted Senior Brother last night. He and Meng’er will arrive at Yunzang Sect tomorrow. We’ll go see Sect Master after we get back.”

As Jing Shu spoke, he pinched Jing Ran's fingertips, and the way the two interacted returned to how they used to be.

"Hmm, what are the names of my other two apprentices?" Jingran asked curiously.

“My eldest brother is named Shi Chuan. Like me, he was picked up by our master. My junior sister is named Gu Meng. She was asked by our master to take care of her, and she became our master’s disciple. She has been living on Cold Peak since she was a child,” Jing Shu explained one by one.

"Don't worry, Aran. Our return to the Cloud Burial Sect is only temporary. Once the sword spirit awakens, we will go find Aran's missing divine consciousness. I will definitely help Aran regain her memories and make the person who hurt Aran pay the price."

Although Jing Shu's tone was normal, both of them could hear the murderous intent that was barely contained in his calm words.

Jingyou listened from the side, seemingly understanding but not quite. At first, when he saw his brother holding Hanluo Immortal Venerable's hand, he pretended to be invisible, but now, listening to Jingshu's words, he sensed that something was wrong.

Has Immortal Venerable Hanluo lost his memory?! His divine consciousness has disappeared?! Who could possibly have caused Immortal Venerable Hanluo to become like this?

Jingyou suppressed his doubts and said to Jingshu with a firm look in his eyes, "Brother, I'll help you."

No matter who the other party is or how strong they are, since it's someone his brother wants to kill, he will definitely help his brother, even if it means death.

"You should reach the Golden Core stage first." Jing Shu wasn't angry at Jing You for interrupting him.

"Don't worry, brother! I'll reach the Golden Core stage soon!" Jingyou said confidently.

After last night's battle, Jingyou's cultivation was showing signs of a breakthrough. Soon, he would reach the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, taking another step closer to the Golden Core stage.

Jing Ran slightly tightened her grip on Jing Shu's left hand, which he had been playing with, but did not pull it away.

Three steaming bowls of wontons were served quickly, and more and more people came to eat wontons, so Jing Shu didn't continue talking about it.

Did everyone hear the noise last night?

"I heard it! I heard it! I've heard the elders in my family say before that there's a giant beast sealed in our Huacheng. I didn't believe it before!"

"No wonder the city lord ordered yesterday that no one was allowed to come out at night, with the penalty of execution for disobeying! I didn't dare to come out, and I don't know if it's true or not?"

"I heard that the giant beast destroyed the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and many other shops in the surrounding area! But it seems that people from the Lingxi Sect compensated the owners of those shops early this morning."

"That giant beast should have been killed by the Lingxi Sect, right?"

"Don't you know? The city lord just posted a notice saying that the giant beast has been sealed underground at Zuixianlou. It is the proprietress of Zuixianlou, who is also an elder of Lingxi Sect, who has been guarding it and protecting the peace of our city. That's why we have been at peace all this time."

"Last night, Xue Niang fought with all her might, but some bad guys still released the giant beast. However, before the beast could cause any harm, it was killed by Han Luo Immortal Venerable's disciple! That's how we got through last night safely. What was that person's name again? Right! Jing Shu!"

Upon hearing this, the old man at the wonton stall looked towards where Jing Shu and the other two had been, only to find that they had already left. The old man was somewhat stunned. It wasn't until someone came to buy wontons that he snapped out of his reverie.

"Grandpa, a bowl of wontons, please!"

"Alright!" the old man laughed.

The group continued their discussion, "Not only that, but two other cultivators surnamed Jing also helped a lot! It's clearly stated in the announcement!"

"Really? I'll go check!"

"Thanks to them! Our Huacheng is safe and sound!"

As Xu Sheng walked along the road, he passed the notice board, looked at the bustling crowd, chuckled softly, and turned to walk towards the private school.

Those kids must be excited today, right?

The three people people were talking about had just walked out of the city gate.

"Brother! We've become heroes in the eyes of the people of Huacheng!" Jingyou said with a glint in his eyes.

This was something he would never have dared to even imagine before.

"Hmm." Jing Shu wasn't too excited, but he felt that Xue Niang was being too boring and didn't understand what was so great about this.

What Jing Shu didn't know was that Xue Niang only told the city lord about the three of them, asking the city lord to spread their deeds, which was also a way of telling some reckless evil cultivators that there were no more Soul-Devouring Beasts here, and it would be useless for them to come.

Unexpectedly, the city lord also spread the word about Xue Niang. Now, the people of Huacheng are grateful to Xue Niang and praise her everywhere.

At this moment, the city lord of Huacheng was sitting in a teahouse, stroking his long beard, and smiling as he watched the people praise these people.

Everyone who protects the people of the city deserves praise, doesn't they?