The sun rose and set, and before anyone knew it, evening had arrived.
Brilliant lamplight lit up Carefree Cave, and the Poison Rats, who lay low by day and emerged at night, poured into the streets one after another, making business at Nine Dragons Hall even livelier than during the day.
On the top floor of the main building, inside the Proprietor's office.
For convenient rest, a bedroom had been specially prepared on the inner side of the executive office.
At that moment, the room's doors and windows were tightly shut. Bu Yuehua lay on her side on a pillow, her softly mature features thick with exhaustion as she rested silently with her eyes closed.
Lin Wanyi leaned in the crook of Xie Jinhuan's arm, pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, and complained with a faintly reproachful look on her flushed face, "You Big Pig Trotter, what on earth did you take? You came here specifically to vent your heat on me, didn't you?"
Back in the Pill Room, the White-Haired Immortal had refreshed Xie Jinhuan's mind and lifted the Curse Technique, and his awareness had indeed cleared somewhat. But the drug's effects could not simply vanish, so he had spent all his energy on his older sisters. Now, looking slightly apologetic, he said, "Well, I'm in the Sixth Realm now. Compared to before, it's the difference between immortal and mortal. You'll get used to it. Qingmo has been training diligently and has already entered the Transcendent Grade. Work a little harder yourself, and you'll be able to raise your Daoist cultivation before long."
Lin Wanyi was no fool. She felt that her own troublemaking girl had secretly pulled something again, but she had no evidence. She said nothing more about it, merely glancing at the Puff Manor Lord beside them.