After all, Senior Brother Zhou could even smell the scent of the Spiritual Turtle Liquid.
[Heart Mirror Points +5]
[Heart Mirror Points +6]
Under Zhou Qing’s momentarily unsure gaze, the remarks above the two’s heads changed.
Yan Xiaohu went from [Little Junior Brother like the God of Wealth] back to [Little Junior Brother stronger than a dog].
And Lu Yaoyao went from [So Smart] to [Good Nose].
Subsequently, under Lu Yaoyao’s pleading and coquetry, the two had no choice but to take her along to Cyan Wood City.
After all, they couldn’t let her return alone and forlorn. If something unexpected happened on the way, no one could bear that responsibility.
As for escorting her individually, that was even more unrealistic. It would take several days for a round trip, and Cyan Wood City had already raised urgent alarms multiple times. After all, it involved the lives of a Golden Core Realm Steward and several Taiqing Sect disciples.
"I promise I won’t be a burden to you!" Seeing the two agree, Lu Yaoyao was elated.
After they had their fill of food and drink, the three stepped out and went to another private room, which was abuzz with noise and laughter, in a chaotic mess.
"One heart salute, brotherly bond, three stars shining, fourfold fortune, five prime positions, everything six-six smooth..."
Yan Xiaohu pushed open the door, and indeed saw the group around the table, playing a drinking game.
Except for Niu Guangmo, who sat quietly on a chair, bruised and battered.
When Yan Xiaohu and the others entered, Niu Guangmo slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing the smiling Lu Yaoyao, his heart skipped a beat.
But he quickly regained composure, muttering something unintelligible.
Seemed like he was cursing.
The others also noticed Lu Yaoyao at this moment, and the once noisy room fell silent.
Then, everyone turned their gaze towards Yan Xiaohu and Zhou Qing.
Wasn’t it obvious? If they weren’t mistaken, the girl before them should be the little senior sister of Divine Peak, right?
How did you guys bring her here?
Yan Xiaohu didn’t explain much, simply saying, "Junior Sister of Divine Peak, you all should have met before."
The group had to bow and salute, "Greetings, Senior Sister Lu!"
Although Lu Yaoyao’s cultivation was weaker than theirs, she was nevertheless a core disciple, the newly accepted Xiaoliu of the Sect Leader.
"Hello, everyone. Please forgive me if I cause any disturbance in the upcoming journey. A small token, it’s nothing significant."
Lu Yaoyao smiled sweetly, and with a wave of her hand, eight delicately packaged gift boxes appeared on the table.
The group’s faces lit up with smiles.
"No, no, Senior Sister, you’re too kind."
"Yes, yes, if you need anything, just ask Old Sun."
"Rest assured, we will put in every effort to ensure an enjoyable and smooth journey for Senior Sister."
Yan Xiaohu secretly exchanged a glance with Zhou Qing, both impressed.
Junior Sister Lu was not only generous but truly considerate in her actions.
He remembered the time when a lake appeared in the rear mountain of Divine Peak, she had generously invited everyone to fish for the Ice Soul Ghost Scale Fish.
And in the evening, she had prepared a campfire dinner and various gifts, meeting and getting to know everyone.
"More sociable than the two of us, and also beautiful, noble, and with a great personality!" Yan Xiaohu whispered.
Zhou Qing agreed wholeheartedly.
Then, Yan Xiaohu signaled for everyone to quiet down and introduced Lu Yaoyao to them, "This is Zhuge Fan, Liu Ru, Liang Ji... and this poor guy is Niu Guangmo, stung by bees right before our departure."
Niu Guangmo stood up and used spiritual power to write [Greetings, Senior Sister] in the air.
Seeing Niu Guangmo’s pitiful yet comical appearance, Lu Yaoyao quickly rummaged through her storage bag, then looked apologetically.
"I forgot to bring the Antitoxic Pill this time."
Yan Xiaohu came over and gave Old Niu a loud slap on the neck, then hugged him, saying, "Junior Sister Lu, don’t worry about it. Old Niu is probably allergic to the Spiritual Sting Bees. Even after taking the Antitoxic Pills for several days, it hasn’t helped much. Usually, it would be all better, but now, there’s no noticeable improvement at all."
The others laughed and teased.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qing, standing across, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
His heart skipped a beat.
It was just now, when Senior Brother Yan slapped Niu Guangmo on the neck, he saw this guy’s hands clench tightly, almost digging his nails into his flesh.
Then he quickly relaxed.
But he still nodded on the surface. If his face weren’t swollen, he would probably be responding with a silly grin.
Zhou Qing knew Yan Xiaohu’s eight followers well. They had been through countless life-and-death crises together. If anyone was left alone, the rest would turn back without hesitation to save them.
In times of danger, they could entrust their backs to each other without reservations.
Moreover, as men, it was common to roughhouse, exchanging punches and slaps regularly—it was impossible for someone to secretly harbor resentment and endure it silently.
Throughout the journey, Niu Guangmo had hardly interacted with them. Everyone knew he couldn’t speak, but as Senior Brother Yan said, had he been poisoned for too long?
Still no sign of the swelling subsiding.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qing felt an unsettling feeling rise in his heart.
They were far from the Taiqing Sect, in a remote area, with Lu Yaoyao added to their group. If someone were to impersonate and stab them in the back, even with the Child and Mother Scroll, they wouldn’t have time to react.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.
Especially since Senior Brother Yan had no guard up, chattering and laughing with him. If this guy suddenly attacked and took down their strongest fighter, Senior Brother Yan, would they stand a chance?