Luo Lingling took out a stack of spell papers and handed them to Ghost Mastiff, and the two began discreetly setting defenses around the mountain...
...
anwhile, in the inner city of the Imperial City!
A young man with yellow hair stood on the bustling street, spread his arms, took a deep breath, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"In the Holy Martial Dynasty’s Imperial City, I, the Shitian Emperor... smack!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a hard slap landed on the back of his head, causing him to grimace in pain but not daring to retaliate.
Shen Hanyi walked by with a veiled face, speaking coldly, "Behave yourself."
Faced with the suppression of his elder sister, Shen Yunzhou had no choice but to swallow his anger and mutter under his breath.
Lu Yaoyao bounced up close, smiling slyly, "Brother Shen, I can read lips."
"Then tell what I said just now?" Shen Yunzhou retorted irritably.
Lu Yaoyao coughed lightly and chuckled, "You just said— ’A woman who only knows how to use violence is deservedly single’..."
Before she could finish, Shen Yunzhou’s face changed suddenly, quickly covering her mouth.
Lu Yaoyao whimpered—
At this mont, Shen Hanyi, who was walking in front, suddenly turned back, her eyes cold.
Shen Yunzhou quickly forced a smile and waved: "Sis, we’re just playing! So... where are we going next?"
By now, many cultivators on the street had their eyes on Shen Hanyi.
Even with her veil, her graceful figure, icy and elegant temperant, and ethereal presence in every gesture drew attention.
anwhile, Lu Yaoyao, with her silver hair like snow and skin as smooth as jade, had beco even more spirited and celestial since breaking through to Divinity Transformation, her eyes glimring with intelligence, her smile radiant as flowers.
The two walked side by side, like a pair of stunning sisters, attracting frequent glances from passersby.
Shen Hanyi, sensing the surrounding gaze, flicked her finger, and a silver mask flew towards Lu Yaoyao: "Put it on."
Shen Yunzhou released Lu Yaoyao’s hand, cheerfully moving closer: "Sis, what about mine?"
"Do you need one?" Shen Hanyi glanced coldly at him, then turned to leave.
Shen Yunzhou scratched his head awkwardly while Lu Yaoyao donned the mask and winked at him: "Cowardly man."
"I’m just being a gentleman who doesn’t argue with won!" Shen Yunzhou snorted, arms crossed, "What do you know, little girl?"
Lu Yaoyao imdiately raised her voice: "Sister Shen, just now Brother Shen muttered—"
"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Shen Yunzhou waved his hands frantically in fear, "I’m just a cowardly man! Please, keep it down!"
Lu Yaoyao laughed heartily, then turned to catch up with Shen Hanyi: "I wonder where Zhou is; this Imperial City is bigger than I imagined."
Shen Yunzhou exhaled deeply and sullenly followed, "This is my sixth Level 4 Dynasty, and the layout of the imperial city is mostly the sa. Stick with , you can’t go wrong..."
...
In a refined inn, the three sat by the window.
Shen Hanyi rested with her eyes closed, indifferent to the feast on the table, while Shen Yunzhou and Lu Yaoyao devoured the food.
Shen Yunzhou was even eager to take out his pet— a cockroach nad "Black Gold Shit Pusher," intending to feed it.
After all, being good brothers ans sharing good fortune and adversity!
When it refused to eat, he glanced around furtively, then mysteriously took out a jade bottle.
As soon as he popped the cork, an indescribable stench instantly enveloped the entire inn.
"Damn! Who farted in the dining area?"
"That sll... is like a latrine was moved here!"
"For God’s sake, I spent a fortune to eat here, only to sll this?"
"Shopkeeper! Quickly expel that guy with poop in his pants!"
"Cultivators can’t even control their rear ends, how disgraceful!"
...
Nurous curses rang out.
Shen Hanyi furrowed her brow slightly, and Shen Yunzhou, frightened, clumsily plugged the bottle.
Feeling all eyes on him, he imdiately covered his nose, pretending to look around: "Who has such poor manners? If you can’t hold it in, don’t co out to embarrass yourself!"
The diners, seeing two beauties at his table, seed unlikely culprits, so they continued searching for other suspects.
Lu Yaoyao pinched her nose, giving him a thumbs-up.
Beneath her veil, Shen Hanyi sighed silently— Shen Family’s little black room was almost becoming this troublemaker’s second ho.
He’s always either causing trouble or on the way to causing trouble.
He never learns from his mistakes.
"Eat, eat, it’s fine!" Shen Yunzhou casually placed a piece of custard on Lu Yaoyao’s plate.
Lu Yaoyao was speechless, but when she saw the candy-stead custard he placed was her favorite, her face changed, and she nervously glanced at Shen Hanyi.
Her favorite desserts were lotus pastries, candy-stead custards, wine-fernted dumplings, and mung bean cakes.
She had even asked her father to inquire if Sister Shen liked these too.
But her father had solemnly warned her never to ntion these in front of Shen Hanyi again.
Because her ntor loved them, and enemies poisoned them, causing her death.
Since then, these delicacies beca her eternal pain.
"Damn..." Lu Yaoyao cursed herself for being careless, wondered how she ordered them.
No wonder Sister Shen kept her eyes closed; she must be avoiding nostalgic mories.
She imdiately stored the whole plate of candy-stead custard into her Storage Bag, carefully checking for other taboo desserts.
"Do you like candy-stead custard very much?" Shen Hanyi suddenly asked, her voice terrifyingly calm.
Lu Yaoyao’s body trembled; she awkwardly replied: "N-not really... my senior brother likes them, yes, he likes them, I thought I’d bring them when I find him..."
Her voice grew smaller and smaller, full of regret.
"You sure are a filial junior sister, no wonder you can comprehend the Realm of Filial Piety."
Shen Yunzhou stuffed a piece of at into his mouth, mumbling, "Which inn in the imperial city doesn’t have such snacks; do you need to bring them specially?"
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