"Hmph! The eldest miss of the Bai Family is indeed not someone you medicinal farmers can approach."

Bai Wuji heard this and nodded in satisfaction, then turned around, transformed into a streak of green sword light, and disappeared into the horizon.

Chen Ye watched Bai Wuji's figure disappear over the horizon, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

At long last... he managed to send away this troublesome plague god.

Bai Wuji's attitude towards him was very peculiar.

But undoubtedly, this person more or less... looked down on him.

It seems, in Bai Wuji's eyes, no matter how exquisite your spirit plants are, you are just a medicinal farmer.

A world apart from Bai Susu.

However...

It was clearly this golden-furred ball that kept clinging to him.

Chen Ye shook his head, suppressing the bit of helplessness and complaints in his heart.

He turned around and walked towards the Inner Valley.

Being looked down upon ultimately puts one in a sour mood.

And a sour mood requires sticking to the disciple...

...

Sticking to them, is not an option.

If you want to stick, you can only stick to the disciple's cold shoulder.

Dusk dyed the small courtyard yellow.

Chen Ye stood at the door, feeling somewhat dazed for a moment.

He hadn't come home this early in a long time.

Recently, he had been busy until late at night every day, before he could make it home.

And by then, the two disciples had already gone to bed early...

Chen Ye pushed the door open.

Two small figures were calmly doing their own things.

One was holding a small wooden stick, focused on drawing circles on the ground.

The other sat upright, holding a book in her hands, engrossed in reading.

Uh...

Unhappy again?

Chen Ye felt something was amiss. He cleared his throat and tried to speak, "Master... is back."

The silver-haired little girl drawing circles on the ground paused at his voice, then with a "crack," she snapped the small wooden stick in her hand into two pieces.

"Senior sister, what are we eating tonight?"

The ink-haired little girl reading the book didn't even lift her eyelids. She just extended her slender fingers, and with a "rustle," turned to the next page of the book, her voice colder than the moonlight:

"Whatever."

"...,"

Chen Ye watched these two, one openly angry and the other secretly annoyed, little girls and felt a headache coming on.

Could it be,

raising kids, especially girls, is really this headache-inducing?

Indeed, he had neglected them these days.

The two little girls were already yearning for their master's companionship...

Chen Ye silently watched his two adorable disciples.

Watched Qing Jun draw one crooked circle after another on the ground with the broken wooden stick.

And watched Zhiwei rapidly flip through the pages of the book one by one.

"These days, Master was too busy, only focusing on the matters in the valley, neglecting you both."

After Chen Ye finished speaking, he smiled slightly,

"But now it's all done. The sect's evaluation is over too."

"So, tell me, what do you want to do tomorrow?"

The two little girls both paused.

After a long while, Zhiwei's slender fingers pinched the page corner, and after a long time, she shook her head:

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"..." Chen Ye remained silent for a moment; he thought his eldest disciple was still deliberately ignoring him.

But actually,

This is just Zhiwei's inner thought.

"As long as I can be with Master," she thought silently to herself, "wherever we go, whatever we do, it doesn't matter, does it? There's nothing in this world that can pique my interest anymore."

Qing Jun also remained silent; the little girl bit her finger and was very conflicted.

If she was with Master, there were so many fun things to do!

So then, what fun things to do?

It's really giving the little girl a headache... this nasty master just knows how to tease them!

It truly makes the master worry... can't even manage you all?

Chen Ye gently said, "Then take advantage of tonight and think it over. Whatever you want to do tomorrow, the master will accompany you."

"The whole day?" The little girls simultaneously lifted their faces, their eyes sparkling.

"A lifetime."

"Mas... master..." The disciples' voices softened immediately.

"What? Still unhappy?"

"Master, you're too devious... only know how to bully little girls..."

"Should I go bully Sister Qiuyun instead?"

"No!!"

In short,

Disciples are easier to coax because the master is their world.

With them around,

How does it matter if the world despises you?

...

Meanwhile.

Far from Lisong Valley, Bai Wuji traveled through the air on his sword, his expression fluctuating.

In his mind, uncontrollably, he repeatedly replayed everything he had just seen in Lisong Valley.

"This person... is definitely not ordinary. It's a pity he's just a Spirit Plant Cultivator, but in the future, he could become a support for Susu."

Bai Wuji silently evaluated in his heart.

He took out a Jade Scroll used for reporting to the sect from his Storage Bag.

According to the rules, he only needed to objectively enter the evaluation result, and the task was considered complete.

He infused Spiritual Power into the Jade Scroll, his face cold, and began to report: "Chen Ye, the manager of Lisong Valley, took charge of the Medicinal Garden for a month, managed it well, restored the Vitality of all Spirit Plants in the garden. This evaluation, should be above average..."

Saying this, he suddenly paused.

He hesitated, casually dispersed this Divine Thought, and supplemented anew:

"...Steward Chen Ye shows mastery beyond measure in Spirit Plant Technique; his demeanor is far above his peers. With his own strength, during a crisis, he rescued a vital sect asset from ruin. Such merit should be excellent."

"In view of Steward Chen Ye's outstanding achievements, being a great contribution to the sect, Wuji earnestly requests the sect to reward him, to honor his merits, inspiring future generations."

After saying this, Bai Wuji carefully listened through, making sure there were no errors, then infused Spiritual Power into it, sending this evaluation report bearing his personal intent back to the Lingyin Sect.

"Hmm... I'll consider it forming a good karma, anyway, it's not my Spirit Stones... however, Chen Ye's guard seems to be an Outer Sect disciple? With his skills, how can mere Outer Sect disciples match?"

After finishing all of this, Bai Wuji kept the Jade Scroll and no longer lingered above Lisong Valley.

He discerned the direction, transforming into a green sword light, dashing deeper into the Three Thousand Great Mountains.

The deeper he ventured into the Three Thousand Great Mountains, the more alarming the surrounding scenery became.

The lush ancient trees had long been chopped into charcoal by various Magical Battles.

The undulating mountain peaks, many of which had been forcibly leveled, exposing cross-sections of the mountain interior.

Bai Wuji's expression grew increasingly grave.

About half a two-hour later, he finally found the main force of the Lingyin Sect in a relatively flat valley.

A temporary camp formed by three Foundation Establishment Cultivators and one Golden Core True Man.

"Junior Brother Bai, you're back."

A middle-aged cultivator with a square face, upon seeing Bai Wuji, approached to welcome him.

This person was another Foundation Establishment True Man from Lingyin Sect—Guardian Zhao.

"Senior Brother Zhao," Bai Wuji greeted him with a cupped hand salute, straightforwardly asking, "How's the situation? Any... news on True Inheritor Bai?"

Upon hearing, Guardian Zhao's expression became solemn: "It's difficult!"

He pointed at this devastated land, speaking hoarsely: "This area was turned upside down by True Man Ye's tribulation, heavenly secrets are chaotic, all prediction and divination methods have failed."

"We can only search inch by inch. More troublesome is that the Emotion Crossing Sect issued a sky-high reward for True Inheritor Bai's head. Now, who knows how many desperadoes have mixed into these Three Thousand Great Mountains."

Listening to this, Bai Wuji's heart gradually sank.

His expression turned cold: "Why did True Man Ye have to undergo tribulation in the territory of my Lingyin Sect? Truly, does he think my Lingyin Sect is the Refining God Sect's backyard?"

Guardian Zhao listened and shook his head with a wry smile, sighing: "Ever since True Man Bai's fall... forget it."

Lingyin Sect was already much worse than before.

In the past wars, it wasn't only True Man Bai who died?

Lingyin Sect had long suffered great damage to its Primordial Qi.

Internally troubled and externally threatened, with people wavering, even the local Cultivation Clan dared to covertly consume sect assets...

"But this beast calamity is indeed baffling! Logically, this area is just the outskirts of Three Thousand Great Mountains, why has a Golden Core Demon Beast appeared?"

Bai Wuji furrowed his brow, increasingly puzzled, he suddenly lifted his head to look at Guardian Zhao,

"Senior Brother Zhao, I've just arrived at Three Thousand Great Mountains today, still unclear about the situation. Dare I ask, Senior Brother Zhao, have any clues been found in Three Thousand Great Mountains during this period?"

Guardian Zhao suddenly fell silent, he casually set up a Barrier, then whispered:

"There are clues. It's said... True Man Ye is not human!"

"Not human?!"

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