"Is there a problem with the price?" Gu Zhiqi looked at Lv Yao and asked this question.
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Lv Yao immediately responded.
"Oh, considering you first chose five million, I have reason to suspect you did not bring enough for twenty million. Please transfer the money first." Gu Zhiqi looked at Lv Yao and after speaking, rattled off a string of numbers.
In the end, Lv Yao transferred the money to Gu Zhiqi with a speechless expression.
Once the transfer was received, Gu Zhiqi swiftly removed the seal from Lv Yao.
The moment the seal was lifted, Lv Yao felt—whether it was an illusion or not—as if he had become keener of hearing and sight than before, his mind clearer than ever. The knowledge of the Mysterious Sect that he had memorized mechanically without fully understanding seemed to suddenly click into place at that moment.
"Instant effect, Master, you are incredible."
At this moment, Lv Yao’s admiration for Gu Zhiqi was like a flood breaking through a dam, unstoppable.
Gu Zhiqi ignored him and continued making hand seals to help him awaken his Spirit Origin.
A minute later, Gu Zhiqi stopped his motions, looked at Lv Yao, and spoke lazily, "Try communicating with the citrus smoke."
Upon hearing this, Lv Yao immediately tried to communicate with the citrus smoke using his mind and spirit.
"I got it! I’ve got it! I can feel it!" Lv Yao exclaimed excitedly.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t speak again but instead took out his phone, forwarded the details on how to use the Spirit Origin that Chubby Chiu had organized, and sent them to Lv Yao, "I’ve sent the instructions to your phone, see you."
With that, Gu Zhiqi walked away.
Gu Zhiqi left so abruptly that Lv Yao didn’t react at first. By the time he did, Gu Zhiqi and Gu Yuluo were already far away.
Lv Yao stood under the large banyan tree, shouting towards Gu Zhiqi’s direction, "Master, thank you!"
Afterward, Lv Yao solemnly bowed in the direction Gu Zhiqi had gone.
If someone passed by the entrance of the village at that moment, they would see a person clad in green standing under the lush banyan tree, bowing deeply towards the village.
Yue Lan was practicing in the backyard early in the morning when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
The excitement in the voice was too obvious, making it difficult for Yue Lan to associate it with the calm and collected person she knew.
But it was indeed that person’s voice.
Yue Lan stopped her morning practice, turned around to look at the source of the voice, and sure enough, she saw a familiar figure, "Ah Tang, what’s... what happened to you?"
Tang Yun was extremely excited, her hands even trembling a bit.
The expression on her face was one of joy, so Yue Lan wasn’t too worried, just visibly curious.
At Yue Lan’s question, Tang Yun suddenly charged over and hugged Yue Lan tightly, "Ah Lan, it’s okay, it’s healed! My internal injury is healed, and so are the wounds on my hands!"
Yue Lan was somewhat stunned by the hug.
It had been a long time since they had shared such an intimate gesture.
But upon hearing Tang Yun’s words, Yue Lan was even more stunned. A light shock appeared in her beautiful eyes, "Healed... it’s healed?"
Hearing Tang Yun’s words, Yue Lan began to wonder if she was still not fully awake.
Or perhaps, the words just now had been a mere hallucination.
"It’s healed, truly healed, everything’s healed." Tang Yun hugged Yue Lan tightly, buried her head into Yue Lan’s neck, and nodded vigorously. Her voice was faintly tinged with the sound of crying.
Yue Lan was completely frozen in place.
Hearing the weeping tone in Tang Yun’s voice, Yue Lan’s eyes became slightly sour and began to redden, her expression turning hazy.
She had not seen Tang Yun for a long time.
The last time she’d seen her this emotional was five years ago.