Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 10 Second Senior Brother won't let you go hungry anymore!

After a long silence, just when Shi Chuan thought this method wouldn't work, Han Luo spoke up.

"Then go ahead."

"Yay!" Gu Meng, her previous pitiful expression gone, jumped up and down. Knowing Han Luo was a germaphobe, she didn't pounce on him, but she still grabbed Han Luo's slightly cool hand. "Hehe, thank you, Shizun~"

Han Luo released Gu Meng's hand, then pinched her chubby little face. "Alright, your coquettishness won't work on me. You guys go and get ready."

"Ok!"

Gu Meng and Shi Chuan went out, but Jing Shu remained standing in the same spot.

Han Luo stood up and suddenly flicked Jing Shu's forehead with her finger.

"Hiss!" Jing Shu suddenly woke up and rubbed his already red forehead.

"What's the matter?" Han Luo didn't think she was being unreasonable at all. She turned around and picked up a piece of peach blossom pastry that Gu Meng had left over.

Even if nothing was wrong, your flick would have made things difficult for me. Jing Shu muttered to himself. In the past, no one in the sect had assigned him any tasks; this time, it was probably his master's request.

"I'm fine, but once I leave, there will be no one to prepare spiritual food for you, Master, and no one to warm your bed," Jing Shu reminded him promptly.

For the past five years, Jing Shu has been forced to warm Han Luo's bed every day under Han Luo's absolute military suppression. Although cooking was his own choice, sharing a bed was definitely not voluntary!

If Han Luo hadn't used the excuse that children need to sleep to grow taller every day, how could he have been pressed down on by Han Luo to sleep every day for five whole years!

Now that he's going out to gain experience, he won't have to be forced to sleep every day anymore. Jing Shu felt a sense of triumph at the thought.

Han Luo paused slightly while eating the peach blossom pastry, then slowly finished it.

"How about we tell the sect leader that you're not going?" Han Luo seriously considered the feasibility of this idea.

Jing Shu: "..."

"Just kidding," Han Luo added expressionlessly.

Were you joking just now?! It feels like you're about to put it into action!

Jing Shu glanced at Han Luo, who was clearly starting to get unhappy, and said in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and a trace of barely perceptible indulgence, "Master, don't worry, I will prepare enough spiritual food and won't let you go hungry."

Han Luo was satisfied then, and casually reminded him, "I've also finished my peach blossom pastries."

"..."

Is this why you tricked Meng'er away and enjoyed her peach blossom pastry all to yourself?

So, Jing Shu stayed in the kitchen all day. Shi Chuan originally wanted to help, but he never expected that he was a kitchen killer. After a flurry of frantic attempts, he was successfully kicked out of the kitchen by Jing Shu and sat down with Gu Meng to eat spirit fruit.

Shi Chuan took a bite of the spiritual fruit, looked up at the sky and murmured, "Junior Brother is only eleven years old this year, how come he's so amazing?"

"Second Brother, your food is always delicious," Gu Meng said, her mouth full of fruit, her words muffled. "First Brother, you're in for a treat today!"

"is it?"

Shi Chuan was a little skeptical because he saw that the table was full of spiritual food. How delicious could food made from such things be?

As it turns out, no one can escape the "it's actually delicious" phenomenon.

Shi Chuan showed off by eating three bowls of rice in front of everyone, directly shattering the "steady" image that the senior brother had in Gu Meng's mind.

Gu Meng looked at her small bowl, then at Shi Chuan's "basin," her expression shifting from disbelief to sympathy.

Is Senior Brother short of money for food? He looks like he hasn't eaten for days. No wonder he's so thin, unlike me...

Gu Meng pinched the little chubby belly of her stomach, then picked up a large piece of meat and put it in Shi Chuan's bowl, saying firmly, "Senior Brother, eat slowly, Second Brother won't let you go hungry again!"

Shichuan: ? ? ?

Jing Shu: ? ? ?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Han Luo ate quietly, completely ignoring his little apprentice's wild thoughts.

The next morning, Jing Shu patted Han Luo's arm skillfully. Han Luo didn't wake up, but subconsciously withdrew her arm. Jing Shu got up, tucked Han Luo's blanket in, and after getting dressed in the outer room, he went out and saw Shi Chuan and Gu Meng, who was sleeping soundly in Shi Chuan's arms.

A hint of helplessness flashed in their eyes, but neither of them said anything, and they quietly arrived at the sect's entrance through the teleportation array.

The other disciples also arrived at the meeting point early.

"Uncle-Master Jing! Over here!" Yu Fan raised his hand in greeting, gesturing for Jing Shu to come over.

Jing Shu nodded to Shi Chuan and walked over. Shi Chuan had only come out to accompany his junior sister and didn't plan to travel with them, so he took his junior sister and flew away on his sword first.

"Uncle-Master Jing, who's that carrying Junior Uncle?" Yu Fan asked, his eyes filled with envy as he watched the two figures disappear into the distance. Only cultivators at the Golden Core stage or above could fly on swords, while they could only run.

Yu Fan joined the sect a few months earlier than Jing Shu, and Shi Chuan had not been in the sect for long, so he had never met him.

"My senior brother, Shi Chuan."

Yu Fan nodded and continued walking down the mountain path. It turned out to be his Uncle-Master Shi.

"Huh?!" Yu Fan suddenly turned around and looked at Jing Shu, "I've heard from others that Uncle Shi was only at the Foundation Establishment stage five years ago, but now he's already at the Golden Core stage! No wonder he's Master Han's disciple!"

The other three fellow disciples also looked on with admiration.

“Alright, we should get going now,” Jing Shu said.

The group came to their senses and realized that if they didn't leave soon, they probably wouldn't get there before dark.

As Jing Shu traveled, he pondered the information on the jade slip. In Sanhe Town, one person died every three days, and all the victims were men. Four people had already died, and the local government was unable to resolve the issue, so they sought help from the Yunzang Sect.

With so little information, Jing Shu couldn't deduce anything, but...

Jing Shu glanced at the four people beside him: three Qi Refining cultivators, one Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he himself was an extra addition. The sect's allocation of this lineup shouldn't be a problem.

"Sigh, the Golden Elixir is so much better. Traveling on foot is really troublesome." Jing Shu's expression remained calm, but he traveled even faster.

Yu Fan stared in disbelief as Jing Shu suddenly sped up and disappeared.

No, can someone in the Qi Refining stage run that fast?

Tang Gu, the only Foundation Establishment cultivator in the team, explained, "I heard from the elders of the Mission Pavilion that Uncle Jing's cultivation had long since reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, but for some reason, he has been unable to break through. This time, he must have come down the mountain to find an opportunity to break through."

The three fell silent for a moment. If they remembered correctly, Jing Shu was in the same class as them, and was even a little younger.

"By the way, what level are you at?" Yu Fan asked.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining..." Liu Hao replied, "This is my younger sister, Liu Yao, fifth level of Qi Refining."

Yu Liujie Fan sighed, "This is the difference."

Finally, before sunset, the five arrived at Sanhe Town.

Although it's called Sanhe Town, it's essentially a city. The city lord had already sent people to wait at the city gate.