"Elder Brother, are we heading back now?" Leng Qingsong looked at Ouyang and asked.
"The Azure Cloud Sect's lunch tastes awful. Third Brother's puppet should be cooking at home by now, right? Let's go back to eat!" Ouyang thought for a moment, then glanced at Chen Changsheng as he spoke.
The latter gave an honest smile and nodded.
Bai Feiyu, however, was in no mood to join the conversation. Ever since his grave had been dug up, memories of his previous life that he had not wanted to recall had begun replaying in his mind like a slideshow.
There were good ones and bad ones, but precious few were good. Most were things that brought him pain.
Looking at the dispirited Bai Feiyu, Ouyang thought for a moment, clapped his hands, and said, "Right, Tutu is going to start cultivating today. I still need to prepare some medicinal ingredients for her medicinal bath. Let's go borrow some spirit herbs from Pill Peak."
Hearing Ouyang's words, Chen Changsheng said rather helplessly, "Eldest Senior Brother, have you forgotten? Pill Peak put up a sign outside its gates ages ago saying we weren't allowed in."
"What kind of talk is that? What are you saying? We're all fellow disciples. Putting up a sign was just a joke. Do you really need to take it so seriously?" Ouyang said with some displeasure.
"But..." Chen Changsheng wanted to say more, but Ouyang waved him off, insisting that they had to visit Pill Peak. This was a matter of peaceful exchange between Little Mountain Peak and Pill Peak. How could fellow disciples have conflicts between them?
"That may be true... but..." Chen Changsheng still wanted to say something.
Leng Qingsong spoke up directly from beside him. "Elder Brother, let's go!"
Having broken through to the Nascent