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Song Hemian, looking filthy, came from afar, unhappily stepping between the group, snorting coldly, and cursing, "You heartless and ungrateful person."

Nightfall: "..."

Ye Jin's expression stiffened for a moment, seemingly feeling sorry for the boy and a little guilty. Looking at the darkening sky, he asked, "How much longer do we have to walk?"

Ji Zhao said, "It'll be ready soon."

Nightfall nodded.

The group followed the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect, bypassing three mountains, crossing a river, and entering a dark cave. They then crawled from one cave to another, finally emerging from a huge sinkhole.

Yunxi chewed her lips and changed her sleeping position.

We set off at dusk, and now it's pitch black all around.

Song Heming calmly lit the torch, and just as he held it out, the firelight illuminated Ye Jin's face, making him look slightly agitated.

Nightfall gritted his teeth and asked, "How much longer?"

Ji Zhao: "It'll be soon, it'll be soon."

Nightfall: "..."

Song Heming raised an eyebrow. The boy was a very good-tempered person. Even when he got angry, he would only stay angry for a short while before he would be happy again.

Now that he was no longer angry, Xiao Song generously introduced Ye Jin to the customs and culture of their Feng Lei Sect.

"Our sect's disciples all live over there, which is a bit far, mainly to temper their will."

Every day, we have to cross mountains and valleys to get to class, and even climb sinkholes, which can be considered a kind of training.

Song Hemian said that he became the marathon champion because he overslept every day and his sect did not allow him to fly on his sword.

Nightfall: "…………"

This time, Ji Zhao wasn't lying; it really was almost time.

After climbing out of the sinkhole and rounding another mountain, the group finally arrived at the residence of the Fenglei Sect disciples.

It was clear that there weren't many disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect, as their residences were empty and quiet, probably because it was nighttime.

At least the direct disciples of Lingxiao Sect have benefits; everyone lives halfway up the mountain, making it relatively close to where they go to and from get out of class.

The Wind and Thunder Sect doesn't have this benefit. The direct disciples and inner and outer disciples all live here, including the sect leader and elders. Every day, the elderly sect leader has to get up early and climb mountains with his disciples. It's heartbreaking to think about.

When they arrived at the location, Yunxi had already woken up. Listening to their introduction, her little head was still foggy, but she suddenly interjected, "Then why don't you put the classes here too?"

"?"

Song Heming froze, and three huge question marks quickly appeared above his head.

He shook his head, dismissing the three question marks.

"We are relatively strong!" This was Song Hemian's overall assessment of the Fenglei Sect.

Yunxi propped her chin on her hand and said, "Okay then~"

The rooms prepared for the group had already been tidied up; they were all in the same row, sitting side by side.

Song Heming proudly raised his chin: "This is a place I specially arranged for you. Disciples from other sects don't have such a gathering place~"

The boy winked at Ye Jin: "How was it? How was it? I treated you well, right?"

Nightfall: "..."

Song Heming said, "There are still half a month until the competition. You can stay here during this time. The only requirement is that you cannot enter our library or the forbidden area. You can explore the rest of the place."

The Fenglei Sect's courses will be suspended during this period. Song Hemian said he was very free every day and generously said, "You can ask me any questions!"

"have!"

Qi Jue raised his hand: "Where's the cafeteria?"

"..."

For some foodies, food is more important than anything else.

However, the Fenglei Sect's layout is quite unique. The disciples' residences are located at the westernmost part of the sect, while the dining hall is located at the easternmost part of the east gate.

In other words, if you want to go to eat, you have to cross mountains and valleys, walking a distance twice as long as before.

"!!!"

The cafeteria is far away, and you can't fly on a sword.

Qi Jue felt as if the sky had collapsed for a moment, and the whole boy turned into a defeated gray-white.

Yunxi poked it, and it shattered into coal dust, drifting away with the wind.

"Wait, wait..."

The little girl was in a hurry, fluttering her little hands to pick up the coal dust from the sky one by one, kneading it and shaping it into the likeness of Qi Jue, giving her fourth senior brother a revival spell, and kindly comforting him, "It's okay, it's okay, we still have our third senior brother."

Nightfall: "?"

Song Heming interjected, "But the food in our Fenglei Sect's cafeteria is quite good, I recommend you give it a try!"

"!!!"

The cafeteria food is good, but it's far away.

Qi Jue is about to shatter once again.

Yunxi quickly patted his shoulder, trying to reinforce the fragile building before the storm hit.

Seeing that his junior brother was about to turn into coal dust again, Ye Jin could only sigh helplessly and whisper, "Alright, alright, it's just beef noodles~"

Nightfall: "No problem."

Qi Jue instantly returned to normal, raising his hands high: "Hooray, long live Third Senior Brother~"

Yunxi raised both hands high: "Hooray!"

Nightfall: "..."

The canteen was simply too far away, so the disciples of the Fenglei Sect even had small kitchens in their courtyards.

Perhaps their disciples were simply too lazy to run around anymore and had begun to rely on themselves.

Ye Jin grabbed Yun hope and shook her around. He actually managed to release a dead cow from the little girl's magic bag. He casually cut off two pieces of meat and then started acting as the head chef of the canteen again.

The night was clear and bright.

Cheng Jiangui followed the sect leader of the Fenglei Sect, traversing mountains and ridges and climbing over sinkholes. When they arrived, the courtyard was already filled with the aroma of cooking fires.

Ye Jin stood in front of the iron pot like a head chef in a canteen, with his precious apprentices obediently queuing in front of him, each holding a bowl.

Lingxiao Sect came first, while Fenglei Sect was just there to freeload. Song Heming, in particular, took shamelessness to the extreme, holding a bowl that was bigger than everyone else's, and shyly chuckled, "I...I want to eat too."

"..."

Seeing this, the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect had no choice but to remain silent for a moment.

The elderly sect leader rubbed his temples and said, "Cheng Jiangui, why can your disciple find food anywhere?"

There was no reply from the side.

He glanced to the side and saw that Comrade Xiao Cheng had obediently lined up at the very back of the queue, standing on tiptoe and looking ahead with eager eyes and a look of anticipation.

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "..."

Not content with queuing up himself, Cheng Jiangui even extended an invitation to the Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect, waving enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, Ye Jin's cooking is delicious~"

"..."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect froze once again.

After a few seconds of hesitation, I glanced around and suddenly noticed that other people were coming from not far away.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect was on high alert and quickly ran over, placing himself behind Cheng Jiangui.

This time, it was Chen Yi and Qin Huan from the Wuji Sect who came.

The two brothers were still awake and were drawing talismans face to face in their room when they smelled a delicious aroma and followed the scent over.