Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 655 Osmanthus Honey



Chapter 655 Osmanthus Honey

Cui Wu is very good at guessing what others are thinking.

It wasn't due to talent; I was forced into it while I was at Jiyue Mountain.

Cui Wu has great talent and excellent comprehension.

She had received warmth from her master and fellow disciples.

Although it wasn't as obedient as he was to Qi Yaoyao, it could at least be considered as caring for her.

Having gained and then lost, young Cui Wu was unwilling to accept it.

Unwilling to accept this, he learned to cultivate himself even more diligently and to try to guess his teachers' thoughts over and over again.

The young girl at the time thought that as long as she became more outstanding and more sensible...

Thinking about this, Cui Wu couldn't continue.

All sorts of things from the past...

Cui Wu silently recited the words in his heart, his expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

All those past events are gone.

"Junior Sister Cui."

Yan Chengxue's voice interrupted Cui Wu's thoughts, and the young man leaned forward slightly to look at her.

"Senior brother, I was lost in thought just now."

"That's rare, that's rare." Yan Chengxue smiled.

"You still have moments when you're distracted?"

The young man put away the array plate in his hand and spoke in a deep voice:

"This array has been modified to its maximum extent. The rest can only be adjusted according to your senior sister's current strength when she returns."

"Speaking of your senior sister, I wonder if Junior Sister Cui has heard the news?"

Cui Wu looked surprised, searched his memory for a moment, then shook his head, his tone unusually hurried:

"Please inform me, senior brother."

"Hey, hey, don't rush me!" Yan Chengxue said helplessly.

"I know Xue Lan is unreliable, but mentioning her isn't necessarily a bad thing."

After saying this, Yan Chengxue felt a little guilty, but she had to continue.

"Currently, the situation in the Yuanming Lower Realm consists of seven sects and twelve factions. A few days ago, my master transmitted a message saying that there is an important matter that requires the leaders of each faction to sign their seals."

Cui Wu's heart, which had just been at ease, immediately jumped again.

The reason for this was simply that the last time the leaders of various factions needed to add their seals was when they were fighting back against the demons in the lower realm.

"Junior Sister Cui, don't you know about this?" Yan Chengxue winked at Cui Wu.

Cui Wu slowly shook his head:

"Cui Wu did not know."

Yan Chengxue raised her hand and conjured a chair behind her, then sat down lazily.

It would be strange if Cui Wu knew; anyone could know about this, but Cui Wu couldn't.

Seeing the look of confusion in the woman's eyes, Yan Chengxue felt much more at ease.

The little fox of the Xuanhuang Sect was not as observant as it seemed; there were things it didn't know, and it revealed a rare look of vulnerability and bewilderment.

Yan Chengxue said: It's really interesting to bully her junior sister when Xue Lan is not around.

Thinking of this, the young man spoke again:

"If Junior Sister Cui doesn't know, I can't say for sure."

Cui Wu was not one to pester Yan Chengxue, so he immediately bowed slightly to her.

"Cui Wu takes his leave."

Watching the woman return to the city wall of Luoxia City, Kui Shengge, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally revealed herself and tapped Yan Chengxue on the head:

"Do you think you're smart?"

Yan Chengxue turned her head and glared at him:

"Did you choose an idiot as your successor?"

Kui Shengge felt a pang of pain in his chest from those words, and felt that Xue Lan had deliberately chosen such an heir for him to disgust him.

I can't win the argument, but I can't bear to give it up.

Taking a step further is painful, taking another step is even more distressing!

Just as the Demon Lord Lei Kui was so angry he was itching to bite back, a cold, familiar sensation suddenly came through his divine sense.

The middle-aged man grinned, revealing a smile that made Yan Chengxue shudder.

"No, old man, what are you doing?"

The young man scooped up the little puppet and held it tightly in his arms:

"It's kind of scary."

Kui Shengge tossed the formation to Yan Chengxue, who was to test it today.

"nothing."

Yan Chengxue went to see the blueprints:

"Nothing's wrong with your scary laugh!"

"It's just that Xue Lan has returned."

"Click!"

Kui Shengge heard a crisp crack from her heir's neck, which was particularly clear in the empty formation.

He spoke with a forced smile:

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Yan Chengxue: "I'm happy my ass!"

While he was unhappy, Kui Shengge was delighted. The middle-aged man, carrying his wine gourd, left happily.

He told Yan Chengxue that Xue Lan had returned, but in reality, Xue Lan was still at least seven or eight hundred miles away from Luoxia Mountain.

It was only because the little white wolf's divine sense was too strong and it didn't try to hide it from him that he became aware of it.

After taking a sip of the wine from the gourd, the Demon Lord Lei Kui looked up at the bright moon overhead:

"Young people."

Young people often bicker and fight, sometimes disliking each other but unable to leave each other's side.

That was the most fun.

"That silly boy, he thought he could fool Cui girl."

When Cui Wu returned to the city lord's mansion in Luoxia City under the cover of night, Aunt Zhang, who cooked in the mansion, was carrying the osmanthus flowers that were drying in the yard into the kitchen. When she saw Cui Wu come in, she immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Miss Cui is back."

Cui Wu nodded slightly to her, then stopped in his tracks:

"Aunt Zhang." The woman smiled gently.

"Could you make some osmanthus honey?"

"what?"

"Of course, of course, I'll also make some osmanthus sugar for Miss Cui."

"Good work."

After saying this, Cui Wu's figure disappeared from the study, leaving Aunt Zhang completely astonished.

Cui Wu rarely made any demands of her. The soldiers outside said that Miss Cui was an immortal, and immortals have no desires or wants.

Now Aunt Zhang can openly refute them.

Who says immortals are without desires and as pure as ice and snow? She's still a little girl who loves sweet things, and it's heartbreaking to see her like that.

With that in mind, she decided to pick out all the bad osmanthus flowers tomorrow!

Entering the study and closing the door, Cui Wu skillfully formed hand seals to activate the array within the study.

With the sound of a mechanism turning, the small table in the center of the study began to slowly descend, revealing a dark secret passage.

Cui Wu raised his hand and conjured a black lotus lamp, then slowly walked down.

The secret passage was dimly lit, which made it easier for Cui Wu to think about things.

The woman gently raised her hand and tapped her brow.

"It's not that I really wanted anything sweet... so why..."

I remembered that winter when we first arrived at Jiyuan Peak. My second senior brother had a jar of osmanthus honey in the kitchen, and Xue Lan would sneak a taste every day. Occasionally, he would make her a cup of warm water.

Xue Lan blinked her bright black eyes at that moment:

"It has no effect on cultivation; it's just for the sweetness."

They kept sneaking bites like that, which led to the third senior sister discovering there was no osmanthus honey left when she was cooking glutinous rice balls...

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help but smile softly.

Pushing open the stone door at the end of the secret passage, warm lights illuminated the scene. Hundreds of disciples from the immortal sect were busy in the vast hall.

Military reports from the front lines and the dispatch of supplies from various places all flowed here as messages.

"Senior Sister Cui."

A young girl in a bright yellow dress saw Cui Wu enter and immediately walked over:

"New military reports have arrived from Duanshui Pass. They've all been compiled."

Cui Wu looked at her. The girl's name was Zheng Suihuan. She was a disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect who had been sent to Fuyang City. She was meticulous and thorough in her work.

Steady, perhaps too steady.

"Okay." Cui Wu nodded slightly, then looked at Zheng Suihuan and said:

"I asked Aunt Zhang to make osmanthus honey, and we can eat it in a few days."

"Thank you, senior sister." A surprised smile appeared on the girl's face, and she looked much more relaxed.

“Besides that, there’s one more thing,” Cui Wu began.

"Help me arrange a meeting with Xie Cuicheng, the City God. I have something to discuss."


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