Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

"Wow, big brother, it's candied hawthorn!" When the Yang family's convoy arrived in the town below Wangquan Manor, Wang Quanzui saw a vendor carrying a stick of candied hawthorn by the roadside and exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Ping'an reached out and nudged Yang Yitan in the waist, signaling him to seize the opportunity. Yang Yitan, however, didn't understand and looked at Yang Ping'an with a puzzled expression.

Yang Ping'an, somewhat exasperated, gave Yang Yitan a shove from behind. Yang Yitan flew out of the carriage window, steadied himself in mid-air, and with a graceful flip, landed smoothly in front of the candied hawthorn vendor.

Wang Quan Baye, who was about to get off the carriage to buy candied hawthorns for Wang Quanzui, couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw this scene.

It's just buying candied hawthorns, why are you fighting over it?

"Young master, would you like a skewer of candied hawthorns? They're sweet and sour, and good for your appetite and digestion," the candied hawthorn vendor recommended to Yang Yitan, highlighting the health benefits of his candied hawthorns.

"Give me one... give me all of them, I'll buy them all today." Yang Yi sighed and realized that he originally only wanted to buy one skewer for Wang Quanzui, but this would make his intentions too obvious, so he simply bought all the candied hawthorns.

"Alright, that'll be 132 coins." The vendor beamed and handed the stick for sticking the candied hawthorn directly to Yang Yitan.

He had sold all the candied hawthorns before noon, and he was already planning to take his wife into town for a stroll in the afternoon.

"Here you go, keep the change." Yang Yi took the candied hawthorns, pulled out a small amount of silver from his pocket, ignored the vendor's profuse thanks, and carried the candied hawthorns toward the carriage he had been on.

"Thank you, Second Brother, but we can't possibly eat all these candied hawthorns." Yang Yi sighed and handed the string of candied hawthorns with the best appearance and the most plump fruit to Wang Quanzui, and then gave one string each to Yang Ping'an, who was watching the show, and Wang Quanba Ye, who had a black line on his face.

During these few days of close interaction, Yang Ping'an, Wang Quanba, and the other three developed a closer relationship, addressing each other according to their age.

Wang Quanba was the oldest, the eldest of the four; Yang Yitan was born a few months earlier than Yang Ping'an, making him the second oldest; Yang Ping was the third oldest; and Wang Quanzui, the youngest of the four, was their youngest sister.

Wang Quanzui looked at the candied hawthorns in the carriage and was at a loss. One candied hawthorn was enough, but there were still so many left and he didn't know what to do with them.

"Don't worry about eating, leave the rest to me," Yang Yitan assured him, patting his chest. Although he couldn't find a solution right away, he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Wang Quanzui.

"Second Brother is the best!" Wang Quanzui had a safe trust in Yang Yitan, believing that nothing could stump Yang Yitan.

"Ping An, you have to save me!" Yang Yitan promised Wang Quanzui, then turned to Yang Ping An with a pleading look.

"Don't worry, just do your job. Leave the rest of the candied hawthorns to me, I'll make sure they're cleaned up perfectly." Yang Ping'an gave him a look that showed he trusted him.

Wang Quanba held a string of candied hawthorns, watching Yang Ping'an and the other person's silent exchange. He then looked at his oblivious, silly sister and shook his head.

This silly girl wouldn't even know if she was sold off one day. If Wang Quanzui hadn't taken the initiative to get close to Yang Yitan, and the two of them only had mutual feelings for each other, I would have broken them up long ago.

The carriage from the Yang family did not linger in the small town at the foot of the mountain, and continued towards the Wangquan Manor on the mountain.

"Old Yang, how have you been?" Wang Quanfei saw the Yang family's motorcade approaching from afar and tried to find the carriage carrying Wang Quanba Ye and his sister among the many carriages.

"You're still so hale and hearty. Alright, stop staring. Do you think I'd abandon your son?" Old Master Yang dismounted and patted Old Master Fei's shoulder heavily.

"Hehe, I'm not worried about Young Master Ba Ye's safety, but I'm worried that my young lady might be fooled by you, old man." Wang Quanfei chuckled, fully aware of the trap in Old Master Yang's words.

"What are you saying? Do you think I, Old Yang, am that kind of person?" Old Master Yang wasn't intimidated. Perhaps in a few years, the Yang family and Wangquan Manor would be one family. He said to the many children from the Yang family who were peering out from the carriage, "We've arrived. Everyone, please get off."

"You've bought up all the candied hawthorns, haven't you?" Wang Quanfei stared in astonishment at Yang Ping'an and his three companions who stepped down from the carriage, each carrying a stick of candied hawthorns.

Although the children of the Yang family already had a string of candied hawthorns each, there were still many left, so Yang Yitan could only continue to carry the sticks for sticking the candied hawthorns.

The strange looks from the people around him made Yang Yitan feel uncomfortable. He glanced resentfully at Yang Ping'an, who was secretly laughing to himself.

"Children, come in with me." Wang Quan Fei withdrew his gaze. It was just the children's strange behavior. Fei led Old Master Yang, Yang Ping'an, and the others into the Wang Quan Manor.

Soon, led by Elder Fei, the group arrived at Wangquan Manor, in a square in front of a magnificent, towering pavilion that resembled a city gate.

"You're the last group to arrive here; everyone else is here now," Old Fei teased Old Master Yang, squinting his eyes.

"I live far from here, so it's not entirely my fault that I arrived late," Old Master Yang explained, seeing that his group was indeed the last to arrive.

"Alright, do you think I don't know you?" Old Fei shut down Old Master Yang's words with one sentence, leaving Yang Ping'an, Wang Quanba, and the others in the square, while he led Old Master Yang up the city wall. "Let these little guys wait here. Now that all the families are here, the Blue Sky Conference should officially begin."

Yang Ping'an and the others stood in the square, where hundreds of children of all ages were gathered in twos and threes, chatting amongst themselves.

The dozen or so children from the Yang family also took the initiative to distance themselves from Yang Ping'an and Wang Quanba Ye and the other three. They stayed by Yang Ping'an and the others, becoming green leaves to set off the flowers.

Although the children were unconvinced, the difference in talent between people was something that a group of children could not overcome.

Therefore, they banded together for mutual support and actively excluded the exceptionally talented Yang Ping'an and others.

The children participating in the Blue Sky Conference were standing in a very distinct formation in the square. Children with similar talents gathered together to exchange ideas, while those with outstanding talents were pushed aside and stood together.

Yang Ping'an's gaze swept around, then suddenly stopped when he saw a spot.

They were sisters. The elder sister's clothes were mainly pale yellow and bamboo green, with a white inner garment, a pale yellow straight-hemmed robe, a right-fastening cross-collar, and a bamboo green outer coat. She wore a pendant with a divine fire symbol at her waist.

The younger sister wore a light blue top and a violet ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with a dark purple ribbon tied around her chest. The ribbon was decorated with two three-dimensional silk flowers and flame accessories symbolizing the family of divine fire.

Both sisters have a divine fire mark on their foreheads.

Yang Ping'an easily recognized the two sisters from their clothing and accessories.

They are Dongfang Huaizhu, the eldest daughter of Shenhuoshan Manor, and Dongfang Qinlan, the second daughter.

Dongfang Qinlan was being led by her older sister in one hand, while holding a half-eaten pancake in the other. She ate while looking around.

Dongfang Qinlan's eyes lit up when she saw the candied hawthorns on Yang Yitan's shoulder. She grabbed Dongfang Huaizhu's hand and tried to rush towards Yang Ping'an and the others.

Seeing this, Yang Ping'an took the candied hawthorns from Yang Yi's hands amidst Yang Yi's delighted gaze.