Esteemed Qingyun Sect Disciples, and You Don't Even Have Money for a Meal?!

Heyang City

The town was as lively as ever. After changing into a fresh set of clothes, Hao Shuai led the four of them on a leisurely stroll through the city.

"Brother Hao, the Sect Leader Martial Aunt sent us down the mountain to search for the Demon Cult's whereabouts and vanquish evil, didn't she? Isn't it wrong for us to be wandering around here?" After they had strolled for quite a while, the honest Zhang Xiaofan finally couldn't help asking.

Smack!

Hao Shuai slapped Zhang Xiaofan on the forehead and scolded him irritably. "Vanquishing evil? That's far too heavy a burden for a little kid like you."

"But—" Zhang Xiaofan protested, still unconvinced.

"No buts. I'm in charge on this trip, so you'll do as I say." Hao Shuai cut him off, then brazenly spun a tale. "Don't spend all day thinking about fighting. You don't realize that cultivating the Dao is about cultivating the heart. Only by immersing yourself in the turmoil of the mortal world can you forge an unrivaled Dao heart. It'll do wonders for your cultivation!"

Zhang Xiaofan: "..."

Lu Xueqi: "..."

The two guileless disciples fell into deep thought at Hao Shuai's words. Only Zeng Shushu, whose mind was always darting about, sidled up to Hao Shuai with a cheeky grin and whispered, "Senior Brother Hao, I have to admire your ability to lie through your teeth."

"Lie through my teeth? Fine. Since you don't want to eat that steamed Mei Fish, we'll head straight out of the city to Kong Sang Mountain." Hao Shuai turned as if to leave.

"Alright, alright! I was wrong, okay?" Zeng Shushu raised his hands in surrender and obediently followed behind Hao Shuai, no longer daring to tease him.

After putting Zeng Shushu in his place, the four