Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Xie Weixing snorted coldly: "Having killed so many civilians, let them fight like dogs, it'll be a good show."

"The roster alone is not enough evidence," Nie Zhao said. "There's no way to punish the Northern Imperial Guards, nor can we convict them of the crime of massacring the city and exterminating the clan, so Xiao Shui came up with this method."

"This item seems to be able to replicate techniques and sword moves," Tan Suiting reminded him. "When that person used it, he was even able to carry my top-grade spiritual root. It's very strange."

"This is a second-grade divine artifact," Feng Yu said calmly, "named Jianxuan Fuling."

"I feel like I've heard of it before?" Yu Xintang frowned. "It seems to be a long-lost spiritual treasure. How come it's in the Northern Imperial Division?"

Shen Chunri asked curiously, "How do you know everything?"

Yu Xintang crossed her arms and said, "Penglai Realm has the Nine-Turn Spirit Spring, the Ten-Thousand-Year Begonia Spirit Root, two demigod treasures, and its trade extends throughout the Three Realms. It's normal for me to be knowledgeable."

Shen Chunri: "Hehe."

"This item can quickly replicate an opponent's techniques and sword moves," Feng Yu said calmly. "However, it can only unleash the power of the user at the same level. You brought this back; you can decide for yourselves who it belongs to."

Xie Weixing glanced at Nie Zhao and raised an eyebrow: "None of us are very good at drawing talismans, so let's give it to that guy, the only art student from Penglai Realm."

Nie Zhao raised his hand: "Agreed."

Yu Xintang frowned: "We brought these back together."

"Yes, that's right." Shen Chunri nodded.

"So, here we are," Tan Suiting said calmly, "discussing together our plans to give it to you."

Yu Xintang:......

"The main thing is that this 'Jianxuan Fuling' requires a deep understanding of runes and formations," Fu Yao said casually. "If I don't give it to you, who else would I expect to give it to? Xiaolong would rather just draw his sword and kill everyone. Azhao usually uses Phoenix Fire to burn people to death. Xiaoshe is a hopeless illiterate."

Shen Chunri was inexplicably scolded: "Huh?"

Yu Xintang glanced at Xie Weixing: "Xiaoshui can also draw talismans, and this operation was his plan, so the spiritual artifact he obtained should be given to him."

Feng Jilan and Feng Yu exchanged a glance.

Aside from these arrogant disciples, it's rare to find someone in the world willing to hand over a second-grade divine artifact.

"For me?" Xie Weixing, who had been dozing off, was startled awake by these words. "Big brother, do you want to check how many spiritual artifacts I have?"

"A life of hardship." Xie Weixing pointed to the moon-white pendant on his ear.

"The Emperor's Commander." He pointed to the gold thread hidden in his hair.

He then pulled Tan Suiting over and forcibly pointed to the ring with his finger: "And Feng Lian."

He sniffed: "Little Chili, come on, dance for your Uncle Yu Xintang so he remembers you're still around with this whip."

The dragon scales at his waist cooperated perfectly, extending their whip tails and swaying gently.

"Excuse me," Xie Weixing looked up, his eyes full of speechlessness, "Am I Nezha with three heads and six arms? How many magical weapons can one person use? Am I an octopus?"

Shen Chunri laughed in exasperation, crossed her arms, and turned to ask Fu Yao, "Don't you think he's incredibly annoying when he talks?"

Fu Yao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, thankfully Tangtang's speech is still relatively normal."

"It can be used to its fullest potential in your hands," Tan Suiting said calmly, taking the Jianxuan Fuling and placing it in his palm. "We will encounter many more celestial treasures in the future, and we will give them to whoever is suitable for them."

"Don't be so polite," Fu Yao waved her hand. "Didn't you hear your master and senior uncle say that there are Tai Xu Realm cultivators among the participants in the competition? Have you guys ever heard the saying that only after Tai Xu Realm can one begin to seek the Dao? Those who can reach Tai Xu Realm cannot be good-for-nothings created by elixirs and magic pills. Take this pen; you can make the most of it."

Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow, no longer declining: "Alright, this pen truly lives up to my reputation as the number one genius in both talisman and array cultivation, and it matches my temperament perfectly too, didn't you guys notice?"

Everyone: ...

Fu Yao's lips twitched: "Didn't I just say that Yu Xintang was normal?"

Shen Chunri nodded seriously: "Yes."

Fu Yao replied decisively: "I retract my previous statement."

Nie Zhao stood to the side and said quietly, "No normal person could get into our sect."

Fu Yao: "Hehe."

*

Everyone else left, but Xie Weixing stayed behind.

Tan Suiting surprisingly had no objection and turned to go outside to wait for him.

Feng Jilan took a sip of tea, looked up at him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Master," Xie Weixing said obsequiously as he poured him tea, "I just wanted to ask you a question."

"No," Feng Jilan raised his hand to indicate that they should keep their distance, "I can't accept this. Quickly tell me what you're going to do, and what underhanded tricks you're plotting to harm this old man."

"Who said you're an old man?" Xie Weixing said seriously. "Master, you're so handsome. You're definitely one of the most beautiful flowers in our society. Who wouldn't praise your face as a masterpiece of God? Master, I just want to ask you one question—"

Feng Jilan was completely confused: "Just tell me!"

"I heard that you and your senior master are looking for a Daoist partner for your disciple and that you are also observing whether other sects' direct disciples have the same idea?" He stood honestly in place, speaking very quickly.

Feng Jilan paused for a moment, went through his long string of words in his mind, and finally understood what he was saying.

"Who said that?" He glanced Xie Weixing up and down. "We do have that plan, but it's too early."

Xie Weixing breathed a sigh of relief, but not completely: "Then it's not too late to start planning."

Feng Jilan thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until you're a little older, over a hundred years old."

Xie Weixing smacked his lips.

Okay then, over a hundred years old.

If he were a woman, by then her child with Tan Suiting would be old enough to run around.

"What?" Feng Jilan became wary. "You've run into some romantic entanglements outside? And some girl has come knocking on your door?"

"How could that be?" Xie Weixing waved his hand, asking confidently, "Am I that kind of person, Master?"

Feng Jilan snorted coldly: "It's really hard to say."

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Two more chapters to be added during the day.