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"Good terms, my foot. They're already eyeing the Sword Sect's position," Chi Jiuyu muttered to herself.

Among the Immortal Sects, the Sword Sect is number one.

This is a universally acknowledged fact in the Great Profound Realm.

Whether it is combat power at the same cultivation level or the sheer number of high-level practitioners, the Sword Sect far surpasses the other Immortal Sects.

Next is the Joyous Union Sect. Ever since they cleaned up their reputation, the Joyous Union Sect's influence has been expanding continuously; although they once suffered heavy losses, they recovered their vitality very quickly.

Nowadays, they are the second-largest Immortal Sect, second only to the Sword Sect. One can only say that the power of lechers is truly unimaginable.

However, due to the hierarchy of contempt among practitioners, the world always excludes them when evaluating the strength of the Immortal Sects.

Then there is the Supreme Dao Sect, the former "eternal second place" and the dream destination for Dharma cultivators. The Hidden Dharma Pavilion within the sect contains nearly every technique and divine ability in the Great Profound Realm.

They have countless talented individuals, and even the Spirit Net that currently covers the entire Central Continent was developed by the Supreme Dao Sect.

This era is truly perfect for the development of the Supreme Dao Sect, so it is no wonder that some of their practitioners would start harboring ulterior motives.

But in reality... none of that is all that important.

"Alright, help her go rest for a while, then go attend to your own business."

Suddenly hearing Xu Xing say this, Chi Jiuyu almost thought her secret act of restoring the chat history had been discovered.

She observed him for a moment, only to see that after saying that, her Martial Uncle looked off into the distance, appearing somewhat lost in thought.

Hm?

Chi Jiuyu looked in the direction Xu Xing was staring, but she didn't see anything at all.

She scratched her head.

She hoisted Zhang Yunlu onto her shoulder in one go, grabbed the copy of the Purple Enclosure Qi Observation Method from the table with her other hand, and walked inside.

At the same time, she felt the spiritual power and physical condition that had been suppressed earlier beginning to recover rapidly.

She walked quickly into the living room, placed Zhang Yunlu on the sofa, and tossed the Purple Enclosure Qi Observation Method onto the coffee table beside her.

After finishing all this, Chi Jiuyu ran quickly to the second floor and dashed into her bedroom.

Bang!

She closed the door and locked it.

Then, she dove onto her bed, took out her phone, found the Sword-Wielding Little Yellow Duck in her chat interface, and opened it.

Sure enough, the deleted chat history had been restored, and it was paused right at the last message her master had sent her.

She scrolled down.

"/Bleeding Kitchen Knife"

"/Blushing Little Yellow Duck"

Her master's collection of emojis was truly rich; further down were the messages sent by her Martial Uncle.

"It is me, Senior Sister."

"Junior Brother!"

She could feel her master's excitement even through the screen.

"Wait! Jiuyu, are you impersonating your Martial Uncle!"

Oh, right!

Chi Jiuyu regretted it to death; why hadn't she thought of doing that earlier!

"It really is me. Your disciple is right next to me. She even asked me to tell you that it was just a joke earlier, and that you shouldn't take it to heart."

There was a photo attached, showing her looking at the arena.

When was this taken? She hadn't even noticed...

"It really is Junior Brother! When are you coming back? /Little Yellow Duck holding heart"

Chi Jiuyu: "..."

Is this really my master?

And what about the part where Martial Uncle helped me explain? Did you just ignore that entirely?!

"The time isn't right yet, but it won't be long."

"Then let Jiuyu stay with you. Although she's usually a bit unreliable, she's quite clever when it counts."

"Understood. Please help me organize the information on Saint Emperor Abyss, Senior Sister. I am very interested in this person."

"Mhm, mhm! However, our sect's information on him isn't very detailed. I will make a trip to the Spirit Sound Workshop later."

"Spirit Sound Workshop?"

"When Abyss first appeared before the world, there was a junior from the Spirit Sound Workshop following him, and the two were very close."

"Then I will make a personal visit once I return."

"Alright."

The two exchanged questions and answers; aside from the very beginning, the content of the conversation between Master and Uncle-Master was actually quite normal.

The next message also came from Master's side.

"Did you gain anything from this seclusion?"

"The progress is quite good; you all should have felt it too."

You all?

Who is this "all"?

Then came a voice message from Master.

"Indeed. From the moment you left seclusion, we felt the shifts in the Great Profound Realm. Huo cannot sit still and has already headed your way."

The voice was cold and ethereal; it was hard to imagine that the owner of such a voice most enjoyed using a set of cute little yellow duck emojis.

Chi Jiuyu was used to it and didn't think anything of it; she was more concerned about something else.

Huo?

Disaster? Huo? Harvest?

Who on earth was this?

At this point, only the last sentence remained, where Master told Uncle-Master to delete the chat history.

In the evening, Zhang Yunlu woke up and, after speaking briefly with Xu Xing, prepared to head back.

Chi Jiuyu happened to be planning to go out for some food, so she offered to drop her off on the way.

"After reaching Foundation Establishment, aren't you supposed to be able to abstain from grain?" Zhang Yunlu asked, puzzled.

"Only an idiot abstains from grain. If you don't even eat while living in this world, are you even human?"

"Bring me a portion when you come back," Xu Xing's voice came from behind.

"See, see! Even an expert cultivator like Uncle-Master still needs to eat."

As she spoke, Chi Jiuyu pulled Zhang Yunlu toward the exit.

"You're a local; you should know what the specialty foods are in Mystic Sword City, right?"

"...I know a place that makes excellent duck blood vermicelli soup."

Before she had met Chi Jiuyu, she had always assumed Chi Jiuyu was the type of cultivator who focused solely on bitter practice and never cracked a smile.

But after actually meeting her, she realized... that didn't seem to be the case at all.

"Then let's go. I'll ride, you point the way."

"Alright."

Zhang Yunlu felt a bit of anticipation.

For a legend like Chi Jiuyu, what kind of vehicle would she drive?

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yunlu sat blankly in the back of a pedicab.

To be honest, she had been quite shocked when Chi Jiuyu pulled out this human-powered tricycle.

But since it was already out, she couldn't very well refuse to give her face.

Along the way, she kept trying to convince herself.

She was riding in a tricycle pedaled by a legend of the younger generation; many people would kill for this chance.

"It's right up there, right!"

With a stylish braking drift, the tricycle came to a steady stop in front of a crowded hole-in-the-wall restaurant. God knows how she managed to pull off that maneuver with a human-powered tricycle.

The place was so packed that rows of tables and chairs were set up right at the entrance.

Because of Chi Jiuyu's high-profile arrival, everyone's eyes turned toward them.

Zhang Yunlu: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o"

The little bit of admiration and beautiful fantasy she had left shattered completely at this moment.

"Yo, it's pretty crowded!"

Chi Jiuyu looked around, searching for an empty seat, while Zhang Yunlu stepped down from the back of the tricycle, feeling numb.

"Aiya, why the long face? You're the third person to ever ride in my vehicle, besides Master and Uncle-Master!"

"..."

Should I be happy about that?

But what Chi Jiuyu didn't mention was that she had been hung up and whipped by Master for it.

In the corner, Li Fengping stared blankly at the two people who had suddenly appeared, so shocked that he dropped his spoon.

"Little... Little Uncle-Grandmaster?!"