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Lin Wuwang expressionlessly carried the firewood inside.

They haven't completed their mission and can't enter the temple, so naturally they can't find the culprit behind the roast chicken.

but……

Song Heming poked half his head out from a pile of snowballs, his eyelids twitching wildly as if they were dancing.

Song Hemian said, "It should have been roasted by Ye Jin."

"???"

"???"

The group exchanged bewildered glances; they hadn't seen anyone from the Lingxiao Sect since they started the mission.

Although the other party also left some faint traces.

For example...

Among Lin Wuwang's patients was a small, elongated worm that had been roasted by Ye Jin; the wall that Fu Xiu was repairing now had self-portraits of several members of the Lingxiao Sect and a bunch of ugly stick figures.

Furthermore, Song Heming smelled the scent of Nightfall in the smoke and instinctively hugged his Xuan Sword tightly: "Could it be that they've already gone in before us?"

"It's not surprising that some strange things could happen at Lingxiao Sect," Qi Heng commented simply.

Another house was built, and a Guo shovel walked out of it.

The moment the little boy emerged, he immediately picked up a shovel, his eyes shining, and declared, "I want to build a house too!"

This sword cultivator was originally an excellent prospective weapon cultivator. He initially wanted to become a weapon cultivator, and naturally joined forces with several other weapon cultivators, happily starting his second side job.

Lin Wuwang was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Let's continue delivering firewood!"

Since a fire has already been lit inside, the dry firewood must have been started.

Regardless of how it is used or who uses it, it is ultimately beneficial to their mission.

Qi Heng volunteered, "I'll go with you, after all..."

He glanced disdainfully at his senior brother, who was still fighting Lu Qiwu, and then at his junior brother, who had merged with the weapon cultivator. He sighed softly, "Our sect is practically finished."

"???"

The sect master of the Wind and Thunder Sect appeared next to the Grand Elder and happened to overhear his disciple say this.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect grumbled, "You brat, what are you saying now?"

The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect was quite surprised and said, "The mission above is progressing quite quickly."

especially……

The Grand Elder noted, "Those talisman cultivators are actually allowed to enter Wuxiang Temple."

There were sixteen talisman cultivators in total, all of whom were outside and had completed their missions, so there was no need for them to wait any longer.

but……

The First Elder seemed to have come to a realization, his eyes crinkling as he smiled and said, "Lu Qiwu is a good senior brother."

"He stayed on purpose, wanting to continue helping his fellow apprentices who were skilled in weapon crafting."

But fearing that the young weapon-cultivating youths would discover this, he deliberately started fooling around, pretending that he was the one trying to delay.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect raised an eyebrow, quite agreeing with the sentiment.

Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense; they had all completed their tasks, yet they still had to wait.

But what the referee didn't know was...

Lu Qiwu's purpose was not simply to wait for his junior brothers and sisters, but rather...

He felt that leading the talisman-wielding team in might be dangerous. Wuxiang Temple couldn't even let the referees in now, and if something happened, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

So Xiao Lu wanted to sneak in with the sword cultivators.

Lu Qiwu revealed a clever little expression, and with a few effort, he pulled out a super big snowball, lifted it up, and hurled it hard in front of him.

The next second, the gaze shifted.

Because he was injured in a snowball fight, he and Snowball were taken to a side courtyard. The snowball hit Shen Tingsong squarely in the face.

Shen Tingsong: "..."

Lu Qiwu quickly and guiltily put his hands behind his back and looked up at the roof: "What a...what a coincidence..."

Lu Qiwu had intended to make friends and ease the awkwardness, but what came out was even more embarrassing: "So you were still in the secret realm~"

Shen Tingsong: "…………"

During this time, the sword cultivators, talisman cultivators, and weapon cultivators outside have formed a small alliance and are cooperating with each other. Only the group of bewildered alchemists are still treating patients in the side courtyard. They finally managed to send out more than ten patients, but then another big shot arrived.

Shen Tingsong calmly wiped his face and took the opportunity to ask, "What's the progress outside?"

Lu Qiwu: "Just one step away..."

"?" Shen Tingsong was stunned for a moment, only to hear the young man with talismans in front of him grit his teeth and pound his chest in resentment: "I was just one step away from taking down Song Heming."

The next second, next to Lu Qiwu, appeared Song Hemian, who was covered in white and had transformed into Santa Claus.

Song Heming blinked in bewilderment, then waved to Shen Tingsong, "Hi~ What a coincidence~"

Song Hemian: "So you were still in the secret realm~"

Shen Tingsong: "..."

There weren't many people queuing up. The senior disciples of the Wuji Sect and the Fenglei Sect obediently lined up at the back of the queue. The fiercer they had fought earlier, the better their relationship was now. They were arm in arm with each other, looking just like two little dogs rubbing against each other.

Lu Qiwu noticed that Shen Tingsong had a new "scarf" and exclaimed, "What is this? It can even move!"

"Scarf" lazily raised the tip of its tail and swayed it towards them.

Shen Tingsong introduced, "This is the demon beast I just contracted."

The contract wasn't intentional; it just so happened that the young alchemist was bitten by the monster while treating it.

As a result, the contract formation was generated.

"!!!"

Song Heming exclaimed in surprise, "We were both exploring the secret realm, and while we were outside having a hard time having a snowball fight, you were able to contract a demon beast from inside your room?"

Shen Tingsong: "..."

Shen Tingsong's lips twitched: "A snowball fight? Is it tiring?"

Lu Qiwu calmly pushed away the agitated Song Hemian, his big eyes showing curiosity: "But this little thing looks quite fun. It feels like it could be used as a hanging rope, just like Yun hope."

Lu Qiwu asked, "What kind of monster is this? A worm?"

Shen Tingsong simply replied, "Silver Dragon."

The silver dragon buried its face in Shen Tingsong's neck, its white body glowing pink. As the most ferocious serpent in the secret realm, it was utterly ashamed to be inexplicably bound to a pill cultivator.

"How did you manage to contract demonic beasts during the Five Sects Grand Competition?!"

Lu Qiwu was a little envious, and cautiously leaned over to poke it. He felt somewhat fortunate: "Luckily, this time the contract wasn't for a secret realm."

Otherwise, their trip to the Musou Temple instance would have been for nothing!

Shen Tingsong quickly patted Yin Jiao's body, offering silent words of comfort.

This little worm is the kind that's easy to coax; if I'm not mistaken, it probably likes sweets.

Shen Tingsong happened to have a few pieces of candy on him, so he gave it another one.

The silver dragon made a soft purring sound.

Because Lu Qiwu had told it not to become a noose, it wrapped itself around Shen Tingsong's wrist, and together they became a beautiful jade bracelet.