Life Is Getting More Interesting

After the half-month family visit ended, Zhu Yan returned to the Wei residence with two horse-drawn carts full of gifts, big and small.

Returning home empty-handed, but leaving full.

This woman, she brings good fortune to her husband!

Perhaps because she was hiding some private savings, Wei Mao felt guilty and, uncharacteristically, didn't work overtime at the military camp. He stayed home to accompany Zhu Yan.

There wasn't much shyness between the old married couple. After a couple of drinks, Zhu Yan pushed him away, took off his pants, and they got it done.

Afterward, Zhu Yan nestled in Wei Mao's arms, drawing small circles with her fingertip. "Where's Xiao Bei? I haven't seen him. Is he still at the military camp?"

"No, he went out with Young Master Kui. Don't worry about him, he'll be back around midnight." For the sake of marital harmony, Wei Mao decided to tell the truth.

He greatly admired Lu Bei's self-discipline. Despite having a bad influence for a friend, he never lingered in unsavory places, always returning by midnight. The next day, rain or shine, he would be at the Alchemy Room to clock in early.

"Young Master Kui?"

Zhu Yan looked puzzled, unable to recall who that was.

After thinking for a moment, she still couldn't remember.

"He's your distant relative, Zhu Bo, his elder brother. When I took up my post at Dasheng Pass, he sent you a thousand taels for cosmetics."

"Oh, it's him, the one with the thousand taels."

Zhu Yan's eyes widened in realization, and her face suddenly changed. "What happened? How did Xiao Bei get to know him?"

"They met at the Alchemy Room. A few days ago, Young Master Kui went to find you to establish a connection, and they bumped into each other. Since they're related, they got acquainted quickly." For the sake of marital harmony, Wei Mao chose to conceal some details.

"What?!"

Zhu Yan's expression turned furious. "You didn't take Xiao Bei to the military camp these past few days, and he still went to the Alchemy Room to clock in as usual?"

"He stayed at the military camp for three days and complained to me about how boring it was. I was so annoyed that I sent him back to the Alchemy Room." For the sake of marital harmony, Wei Mao chose a well-intentioned lie.

"This is the end. There aren't many good people with the surname Zhu. Xiao Bei is going to be corrupted. How will I explain this to Senior Sister?"

Zhu Yan cried out that it was the end, pounding Wei Mao's chest with her fists. She wailed, "It's all your fault! How could you leave him alone outside? What if he gets tricked?"

Him, get tricked?

It would be a miracle if he didn't trick others!

You probably don't know how much money your husband made drinking with him while you were away.

"Madam, you're overthinking it. That kid isn't a good person. If he makes friends with Young Master Kui, maybe he'll be influenced for the better!" For the sake of his conscience... mainly because his conscience wouldn't let him, Wei Mao couldn't stand it any longer and revealed the truth.

"Stop talking nonsense. It's clearly you who's scheming, seeing that Xiao Bei is pure and kind after coming down from the mountain, and you specifically found a Zhu to corrupt him."

"Madam, you are also surnamed..."

"Still arguing."

Zhu Yan was furious and, with a flip of her wrist, pushed him away and mounted him.

The next day, as Lu Bei was leaving, he was stopped by a radiant Zhu Yan. She had news for him related to Lingxiao Sword Sect and Bai Jin.

"Senior Sister Bai is under house arrest? Forbidden to leave Lingxiao Sword Sect without permission for three years?"

Bai Jin's movement being restricted was both unexpected and within reason. Lu Bei wasn't particularly surprised, but three years seemed excessively long. Moreover, the number three years held a strange significance, as if foreshadowing "don't bully the young and poor," and that he would ascend the mountain to reclaim his Senior Sister after three years.

"She's forbidden, but three years is not necessarily the case."

Zhu Yan said, "Senior Sister sent word to me, saying that Master will handle the Sect Master, and she'll regain her freedom in at most three months. She told you to cultivate diligently and not to be lazy or waste your time."

"I understand."

Lu Bei frowned and nodded. Just as he turned to leave, Zhu Yan stopped him again.

"Don't rush, I'm not finished yet!"

Zhu Yan looked around and whispered, "Senior Sister wants you to be careful. If any strangers approach you recently, they're most likely from Lingxiao Sword Sect. Remember to be polite and make a good impression."

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle-Master Mo passed away, and the Sect Master wept uncontrollably, and then..." Zhu Yan recounted the latest gossip.

Bai Jin returned to Lingxiao Sword Sect with a small box. Sect Master Lin Buyan, seeing his Junior Disciple Brother lying in eternal slumber, couldn't believe it at first. After repeated confirmations, he cried until he couldn't close his mouth. He waved his hand, stating that since the person was dead, it was not appropriate to dwell on past transgressions. Mo Buxiu's past offenses would not be pursued.

Lin Buyan allowed the small box to be moved into the Lingxiao Sword Sect's burial grounds and recognized Mo Buxiu's lineage. However, when Bai Jin mentioned that Mo Buxiu had a disciple living outside the sect, Lin Buyan immediately imposed a three-year house arrest and refused to mention bringing Lu Bei back to the mountain.

"I can understand."

Lu Bei nodded. From Lin Buyan's perspective, his Junior Disciple Brother, with whom he had a complex relationship for years, had died tragically. Not only did the Sect Master forgive his transgressions but also allowed his remains to be interred in the back mountain's mass grave. This would surely enhance his reputation.

After all, the person was already gone.

But what was strange was that as soon as the Junior Disciple Brother died, his wife's beloved disciple received the news...

What's the explanation?

Simple, of course, it's forgiveness.

As for how the Junior Disciple Brother's disciple would be handled, since he wasn't bothering anyone, they could do whatever they wanted. Leave me alone.

"Master has already made arrangements. Disciples from the sect will come to find you to assess your character. If you perform well, you might have a chance to return to Lingxiao Sword Sect," Zhu Yan instructed.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Lu Bei nodded, turned around, and then turned around again. After confirming Zhu Yan had finished speaking, he hurried on his way to the experience room.

When he first met Bai Jin, Lu Bei had high expectations for the Lingxiao Sword Sect, seeking a large tree to shelter under when he lacked a sense of security. Since arriving at Dasheng Pass, his expectations had diminished day by day, not as strong as they once were.

Digging deeper, he found a method to gain experience and confirmed he could take on missions, making him completely self-sufficient. The Lingxiao Sword Sect had suddenly become a "chicken rib" – more trouble than it was worth.

To be honest, Lu Bei was still a little reluctant to leave the alchemy room at Dasheng Pass right now.

"Counting the days, Sanqing Peak should be completed soon. And that den of little foxes, I need to go back as soon as possible." In the alchemy room, Lu Bei was operating seven furnaces, mass-producing Qi Ling Pills like dumplings, and his experience points were soaring.

Bai Jin being confined was, in a sense, a good thing for Lu Bei.

He was free.

Bai Jin was the first person he had interacted with and knew him best. When he had leveled up before, Lu Bei had been hesitant, able to show astonishing talent but not too astonishing. Now, without any reservations, he could go all out.

Ten days later, Lu Bei had frantically gained experience points to 500,000 and found two skill books from the studies of Wei Mao and Zhu Bo.

[Xiujing Array Breaking Technique Lv6 (10/10000)]

[Eight-Arm Fist Lv5 (10/12000)]

As the name suggests, the Xiujing Array Breaking Technique involves finding the "Xiū" and "Jǐng" gates within an array, signifying auspiciousness for long journeys and wealth. It wasn't a high-level array-breaking method, but it was top-tier in Zhu Bo's study. Lu Bei could access the best array-breaking skill available.

The Eight-Arm Fist was a military boxing technique. Unlike the Array Slaying Saber Technique, which emphasized teamwork, this boxing style had few cooperative skills. It was grand and powerful, with a very fierce style.

Bai Jin had once taught Lu Bei a boxing technique that was gentle and skill-focused, with a lingering power. Lu Bei hadn't practiced it, and he had his reasons for choosing the Eight-Arm Fist.

With military saber techniques and boxing, if something happened one day, he could temporarily pass it off by impersonating a soldier from Dasheng Pass.

After all, he was getting closer and closer to the Zhu brothers, especially Zhu Bo, who had mentioned wanting to take him underground soon to get him familiar with the ropes.

Zhu Bo hadn't elaborated on what "ropes" he meant, giving Lu Bei a knowing glance.

Lu Bei understood immediately. His life was becoming more complicated, and some things had to be guarded against. He needed to be prepared in advance.

As expected, Zhu Bo didn't keep Lu Bei waiting long. One day, he secretly invited Lu Bei, saying someone was forming a team to go underground, and Zhu Bo planned to join in.