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

Nie Zhao:

Who will take these two mentally ill people away?

Xie Weixing:

Speechless. Can you please leave?

Tan Suiting drew his sword and was about to get up.

"Hey hey hey!" As a medicine cultivator who couldn't even kill a chicken, Shen Chunri immediately hid behind Nie Zhao and whispered, "Senior sister, save me."

Yu Xintang looked around but couldn't find a place to hide. She pulled out a talisman and said in a miserable tone, "Please don't bully Fu Xiu like this."

Nie Zhao was really annoyed: "What's all this commotion? Everyone sit down! The food hasn't even been served yet and you're all stuffed and looking for trouble, huh? If you keep making a scene, get the hell out of here!"

The Phoenix Maiden's imposing aura descended upon them, and the group instantly shut their mouths obediently.

Yu Xintang took a sip of tea, shook her head and sighed, "We thought we were spoiling Xie Weixing enough, but we didn't expect there was another important person here."

Xie Weixing looked at him and sneered: "Go on, keep slandering me."

Tan Suiting raised his eyelids, swallowed the tea in his mouth, and then said, "It was never his turn in the first place."

They didn't think there was anything wrong with what they had just said.

"Hehe," Yu Xintang thought to himself, "I've finally seen a normal relationship between fellow disciples today. Never mind, let's eat. Let's eat."

Xie Weixing was annoyed with him: "So you're treating today, right?"

Yu Xintang nodded: "Yes."

Xie Weixing and Shen Chunri exchanged a glance, and then both looked at Tan Suiting.

The latter paused for a moment, then met their gaze.

Yu Xintang leaned back in her chair and flinched: "What do you mean?"

If you're going to rob someone of their money, can you please not rob them of their virtue?

Xie Weixing slammed his hand on the table.

Just as I was about to ask the waiter to bring me a tablet so I could order more food, I realized that this wasn't the Haidilao of the 21st century where you could finish your hot pot and then grab a couple of snacks.

"Hello? Would you like to order?"

The door to the private room opened, and the waiter respectfully asked, "Honorable guest, what dishes would you like to order?"

"Here, bring me the menu."

Yu Xintang breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was just adding more food, but he thought it was something else entirely.

After an incense stick had burned, he could no longer laugh.

Looking at the pile of dishes on the table, Yu Xintang's lips twitched.

Are you pigs?

Three healthy and energetic teenagers: one a dragon sword cultivator, one who treats medicine cultivation as physical cultivation, and one who cultivates everything. They could eat Feng Jilan's small kitchen out of house and home in the Feng Hua Sect.

Today, it's even more unrestrained.

Yu Xintang's temples were twitching.

It's not that I'm worried about the money.

The problem is, it's embarrassing.

If the elders of Penglai Realm saw this bill, they would think he was holding a 100-day celebration for his child at this restaurant.

Eat so much.

Yu Xintang was about to say something to scold them.

"Hey." Shen Chunri reached out his hand.

"Don't speak," Xie Weixing said.

Yu Xintang laughed in exasperation: "You've squeezed such a huge sum out of me and now you won't even let me speak?"

"You just don't understand," Shen Chunri said. "Right now you're probably thinking of calling us pigs because we eat so much, aren't you?"

Yu Xintang paused for a moment, then nodded: "Ah."

"So I told you to shut up," Xie Weixing licked his lips, "I will not face those who dare to point out my faults."

Yu Xintang:.

I'm dizzy.

*

Just as they stepped out of the restaurant, a horse on the long street was startled.

"Watch out!" the rider shouted, his eyes wide with fury. "Get out of the way!"

It was getting late, and most of the surrounding stalls had already closed up shop. Only an old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat was still sitting by the roadside.

"Watch out!" Xie Weixing was the first to react and pulled the person aside without hesitation.

Tan Suiting was about to raise his hand.

"I'll do it," Shen Chunri said quickly, "Wrap it with vines!"

The branches moved swiftly forward, firmly stopping the frightened horses.

The rider was stunned for a long time before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Shen Chunri clapped his hands, sighed, and shook his head: "Junior brother, you're going to use the Thousand Threads again. You'll get electrocuted by the horses and people in a bit. You little electric shocker."

Tan Suiting: ...

ill.

The old man lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"Grandpa, it's so late, why are you still out?" Shen Chunri asked. "Go home quickly."

The old man nodded slowly, took out an old, worn book from his bag, and haphazardly put it into Xie Weixing's hands.

?

I was terrified; I thought I was going to kneel down and beg him to buy me eggs any second now.

During a recent holiday, I went to a coffee shop with my teammates for afternoon tea. It was ridiculously expensive and so bitter that it made me want to hang myself. Halfway through our drinks, an old man came in holding a bag of eggs and started kneeling down, begging them to buy them.

Xie Weixing was so frightened that he pressed every button on the catapult wheel he could and did a moonwalk on the spot.

One bag wasn't enough; the old man magically produced another bag from behind his back.

...still an egg.

In the end, he and his teammates bought several bags, filled the trunk, and took them back to the base's cook.

Someone filmed it and posted it online, saying that KWG's funding chain has broken down and they are going to abandon the KVTCN sector. Now, even the cooks and nannies at the base have quit their jobs.

The coach didn't know what to say to him, and could only say that the captain was leading the team to act recklessly.

After this incident, Xie Weixing began to develop a certain sense of awe towards old men.

Looking at the grime-covered booklet in his hand, he asked in confusion, "What's this?"

"This is a manual I found many years ago," the old man coughed twice, his body like a bellows that had fallen into disrepair, and he was panting heavily even after speaking a few words. "I am fortunate to have met you today, young friend, and I am giving it to you in the hope that you can bring it back to the light of day."

Oh.

It's a magic formula.

If he hadn't said anything, he would have thought someone had thrown away toilet paper to wipe their butt here.

The old man is quite mischievous.

*

The next day, they set off and returned to Fenghua Sect. Xie Weixing immediately went to the disciples' courtyard and slept until the next day.

After all, four new disciples had been accepted this year, and Feng Jilan was embarrassed to continue the previous makeshift management style. So he specially convened a small meeting in the Hall of Longevity to introduce the sect leader, elders, and others of the Feng Hua Sect in a concise and clear manner.

Xie Weixing has face blindness, mainly because he feels that all these old men look the same.

Feng Jilan is the sect leader and head of the Feng Hua Sect, overseeing all affairs of the sect in the Hall of Longevity.

Feng Yu is the deputy sect leader, in charge of managing elixirs and talismans in the Sun and Moon Palace.

These two don't look very old, so they're easy to recognize.

The librarian was a fat old man.

This one is the easiest to talk to.

The person in charge of the Discipline Department was a thin old man.

This is the director of moral education.

The person in charge of managing the sect's internal and external affairs was an old man with a long beard.

He even looks remarkably like Xie Weixing, the high school principal.

You wouldn't believe it, but Xie's father actually finished high school and even got into a 211 university in a first-tier city after the college entrance exam. However, he took a leave of absence to compete in the World Championship, so strictly speaking, his educational background is only high school. In the world of FPS esports, this is not considered a major setback.

"Your junior master is still in seclusion," Feng Jilan said. "Once she comes out of seclusion, she will take you all to see her for the first time."

[Bonus chapter for reaching 400 likes!]

The artwork for the five troublemakers from the Feng Hua Sect has been posted in the book. You can view it by clicking on the discussion at the end of the chapter or on my homepage (no names are listed, no prize for guessing, but you should be able to recognize them qwq).