Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi was furious: "How old are you, a girl, to dare call my grandmaster a boy?"

The female Taoist nun was taken aback—

I've cultivated myself to a state of natural simplicity, and my appearance has remained unchanged for decades. It's been so long; the last time someone called me "young lady" was...

It's been too long, I can't remember!

Her gaze fell on Xie Xiaoyi's bloodshot eyes, and her tone was solemn:

"He's gone mad with qi deviation and still dares to spout nonsense. Since he's that brat Hua Youwu's junior, I have no choice but to intervene in this matter today."

Xie Xiaoyi's gaze swept over her, taking in her well-proportioned figure.

His gaze returned to that still reasonably attractive face, and he gave a sneer with a smirk:

"Mind your own business? You do have some good looks, and your figure is decent too."

Since you let Plum Blossom Girl go, then you stay and take her place!

The female Taoist nun was taken aback upon hearing this, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Goodness, it's been almost sixty years!

This is the first time anyone has dared to talk to me like that, especially with such a lecherous tone.

"You dare to mess with me, young man? At my age, even your mother would call me 'Grandma.'"

Xie Xiaoyi, brimming with wicked energy, reached out and grabbed at her chest: "Who's talking nonsense with you, boy or girl! I'm not teasing you, I'm serious!"

The female Taoist nun frowned and cursed inwardly—

You little bastard!

How dare you grab your great-grandmother's breasts! You're such a hothead!

"It seems to me that you have gone seriously astray in your cultivation; you are truly ill."

Having said that, she sidestepped Xie Xiaoyi's "Dragon Claw Hand to Grab the Chest," and then quickly formed hand seals, with a shimmering light seemingly appearing at her fingertips:

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their power; thus, peace is established!"

As soon as the word was spoken, a huge golden talisman suddenly appeared in mid-air. The runes flowed with a majestic Daoist aura, and with a "whoosh," it suppressed Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi felt his inner energy freeze instantly, as if his limbs and bones were bound by invisible chains, and he struggled and roared desperately:

"Let go! Or I'll strip you naked in a minute."

"Rouge, go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the crimson phoenix flapped its wings and took flight, its golden-red feathers slicing through the air, and a sharp claw firmly gripped Xie Xiaoyi's body.

The force was so great that it pinned him firmly to the spot, and no matter how much he struggled, he remained motionless.

The female Taoist nun looked at Xie Xiaoyi, who was firmly pinned down by Rouge Phoenix and was still screaming and struggling, and slowly raised her palm, her index and middle fingers standing side by side like a sword.

Recite it aloud, word by word:

"The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Through countless eons of cultivation, I will attain my divine powers!"

Having said that, his fingertips, glowing with a faint golden light, swiftly touched Xie Xiaoyi's brow.

With a soft "snap," a warm yet powerful golden energy surged into Xie Xiaoyi's body through his fingertips, instantly dispersing the surging Ancestral Dragon True Qi within him.

In an instant, the bloodshot ferocity in Xie Xiaoyi's eyes vanished, his body went limp, and he fainted.

Suddenly, the rouge phoenix raised its neck, let out a few clear cries, and its golden-red wings gently brushed against the female Taoist's wrist.

The female Taoist nun reached out, her fingertips gently stroking its downy feathers, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"I know you find it troublesome, and I know this isn't something I should be involved in, but what can I do when I'm in this situation?"

She glanced down at the unconscious Xie Xiaoyi and thought to herself:

"It seems I have to go back to the True Martial Dao Sect. I'm not good at treating this. I'll have to go find Junior Nephew Lu."

......

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the green tiles of the Zhenwu Dao Sect.

Lu Fang stretched, still sleepy, and shuffled towards the outhouse. Before he even took a step...

A clear, melodious phoenix cry suddenly fell from the sky, piercing through the morning mist and causing the leaves of the sycamore trees in the corner of the courtyard to rustle.

He stopped abruptly, rubbed his ears, looked up towards the source of the sound, and his eyes widened instantly:

"It's been almost eighteen years, hasn't it? I never imagined that Grandmaster Ninghua's Rouge Phoenix would reappear!"

The next moment, the crimson phoenix let out a long cry, swooped down, and its claws still gripped the back of the collar of an unconscious person.

With a "thud," the person was slammed onto the ground of Cuiwei Temple.

With a flap of its wings, the giant phoenix stirred up a gust of wind, and a figure gracefully leaped down from its back. The two were the female Taoist nun and Xie Xiaoyi, who had fallen into a coma.

Lu Fang was taken aback when he saw the newcomer and quickly stepped forward to bow, saying, "Disciple Lu Fang greets Grandmaster Ning Hua!"

Ning Hua raised her hand to help him up, looked him up and down, and a smile curved her lips:

"Hey, Lu Fang, you've grown so much in the blink of an eye."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped him on the butt.

Lu Fang frowned immediately and scratched the back of his head:

"What do you mean 'not seen in the blink of an eye'? It's been almost twenty years!"

And Grandmaster Uncle, I'm all grown up now, please stop patting my butt.

Ning Hua raised an eyebrow, his tone full of mockery: "How old are you? In your grandmaster's eyes, you'll always be that bedwetting brat."

Lu Fang blushed, and was about to argue when his gaze swept downwards and he saw the person lying on the ground: "Third Brother!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Hua tilted her head to look at him, raising an eyebrow: "You know him?"

"It's more than just knowing him!" Lu Fang rushed over, squatted down, and checked Xie Xiaoyi's breath. His tone was anxious. "This is my sworn brother!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a steady footstep sounded behind him.

The newcomer wore a moon-white Taoist robe, its sleeves fluttering, and seemed to be shrouded in a faint, clear light. He was none other than Lu Tiansui, the head of the Zhenwu Taoist Sect.

He was clearly drawn here by the cry of the Rouge Phoenix; though his steps were quick, his demeanor remained composed.

"Disciple Lu Tiansui greets Martial Uncle Ninghua. It's been over ten years. Has Martial Uncle Ning finally deigned to return for a visit?"

"You know I hate being bound by rules, so don't make fun of me."

Ning Hua smiled slightly, then pointed to the unconscious Xie Xiaoyi.

"Tian Sui, I have something troublesome to tell you."

Lu Tian followed her fingertip, his gaze lingering on the lingering golden light between Xie Xiaoyi's brows:

"Look at how young he is, yet he managed to get his martial uncle to use the 'Golden Light Mantra' on him?"

Ninghua Daoist nun nodded and said slowly, "This lad has the true energy of the Ancestral Dragon on him."

This should have been a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but who knows how he managed to turn that true energy into an uncontrollable inner demon.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fang immediately stepped forward, his voice tinged with urgency:

"Master, this is the sworn brother I mentioned to you!"

He may have a roguish air about him, but he's definitely not a bad person. If you can, please help him!

Lu Tian glanced around at the disciples coming and going, and nodded, saying:

"It's not appropriate to chat here. Let's carry the person to a quiet room first. I'll explain the details to you and Uncle Ning later."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fang bent down, picked up Xie Xiaoyi without saying a word, and quickly walked towards the quiet room on the east side.

Lu Tiansui turned to Ning Hua, raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, and said respectfully, "Uncle-Master, please."

Ning Hua nodded, then turned to Yan Zhi Feng and gave the following instructions:

"Rouge, do you see those sycamore trees? Feel free to eat the seeds. I have something to do and will be right back."

As if it understood, the rouge phoenix let out a clear and melodious cry and flapped its wings to walk towards the paulownia tree.