"Master Ye..." Mo Qingchen quickly bowed and turned to leave.

  Ye Tianyuan suddenly appeared in front of her, his face stern as he asked, "What are you running for?" As he spoke, his gaze swept across her reddened cheeks.

  "Returning to Master Shu's words, I will follow your instructions and keep a distance from you." Mo Qingchen said calmly, but his heart was turbulent. What is this bastard doing here? If someone sees him, will he have to slap himself in the face again?

  What a calamity!

  Ye Tianyuan didn't know about Mo Qingchen's grievances and furrowed his brow, saying: "Are you harboring discontent?"

  A knife on the top of his head, Mo Qing dust clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Junior dare not, Ye Shifu has saved junior's life, junior is grateful and hasn't had time to repay, naturally will follow Shifu's orders."

  For some reason, looking at Mo Qingchen clenching his fists, Ye Tianyuan had the illusion that he was about to jump up and hit him. He immediately felt absurd and said in a cold voice: "You remember best, wasn't someone just looking for you?"

  Mo Qingchen was somewhat surprised, she wouldn't foolishly think that this haughty Ye Shifu had rushed to save her, according to his style, he should have let a group of women fight and not even glance at them.

  Although she was annoyed with him, she could also see that he didn't treat women like some men who pretended to be interested in order to get close to them, but rather genuinely avoided them.

  "Reporting to Master Shu, just now there was indeed a senior who came to find me. Ah, my face is exactly the gift of that senior." Mo Qing said calmly.

  Is she that kind of female lead who was hurt by the vicious female supporting character, and the male lead came to ask if he still wanted to be a saintly mother to shield her?

  She was no match for others and could only take revenge later, but now she was happy to add fuel to the fire.

  When Mo Qingchen said this, Ye Tianyuan took a step forward.

  As she drew closer, that feeling arose again. Mo Qingchen couldn't help but want to slap herself in the face for being so useless. She retreated a step back, her expression embarrassed: "Master Ye, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

  Having said that, he couldn't care about the distinction of social status anymore and turned around to flee.

  Ye Tianyuan watched Mo Qingchen's fleeing figure and flew towards Ruoshui Peak with a slight pursing of his lips.

  Mo Qingchen ran all the way to his own courtyard door before stopping, leaning against the large wooden gate with a self-mocking smile.

  Is there anyone who has ever felt that they clearly dislike someone to death in their heart, but their body involuntarily wants to get close to them?

  She entered the courtyard, but found a message token that had somehow slipped out of a corner and fallen into her hand.

  "Qingchen Shimei, I heard that Ruan Lingshu wants to come and bother you. That woman has a bad temper, if you encounter her, remember not to clash with her head-on, endure the temporary anger to gain long-term benefits. I've already told Ye Shixiong about this matter, perhaps he can help you resolve the situation. - Mo Liuliu"

  Mo Qingchen finished reading the information on the transmission symbol, and it burst open, turning into a green smoke that dispersed in the air.

  Mo Qingchen smiled and said, "Whether it's Ye Shishu or Ruan Lingshu, they can both go to hell."

  She spent ten days in the secret realm, always on high alert, and experienced many life-and-death battles. In addition to her mental improvement on the flying boat, as well as various storms afterwards, what she needs most now is to calm down and cultivate.

  Entering the room that had been unoccupied for many days, Mo Qingchu used her magic to sweep away the dust. She sat down in front of the dressing table and gazed at herself in the crystal mirror, where she saw a face swollen like a pig's head staring back at her.

  Then she took out the Huanglong ointment, applied a small amount to her cheek with her fingertips, and immediately felt cool and refreshing, and the burning sensation subsided a lot.

  "Wang Chuan, I'm back. It's still best if you're always quiet and accompany me, how about we drink together?" Mo Qingchen summoned the puppet Wang Chuan, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

  Wang Chuan was motionless, without a speck of dust on him, and he didn't care about anything. He faced the gourd and took sip after sip.

  Unknowingly drinking how much, just heard Mo Qingchen murmuring: "Wang Chuan, unfortunately you can't speak, can't tell me what's going on."

  As he spoke, his tone became stuck, and he thought of that hot-tempered yet patient old man who had taught him everything from the basics to the secrets of the Cultivation Realm with such care. Mo Qingchen's tears, which had not been seen for a long time, welled up in his eyes.

  "Grandfather, if you were alive, would you definitely tell Qingchen what's going on? Why did Qingchen see that man and get attracted to him uncontrollably? Is it that other women are also like this, which is why they're all so crazy about him?" Mo Qingchen muttered incoherently.

  "No, no, Qingchen can see it, he seems to have the same feeling towards me, why is that? Is it because he's a pure Yang body? But, but Qingchen isn't a pure Yin body either..." Mo Qingchen muttered to himself, holding his wine gourd.

  After a while, she curled up in bed and gradually fell asleep.

  After a day of indulgence, Mo Qingchen, who didn't like to think too much, threw all these thoughts behind his mind and devoted himself to cultivation.

  In the blink of an eye, more than three months had passed. Mo Qingchen opened her eyes and slowly exhaled. Indeed, she still liked these quiet days of meditation and cultivation. However, actual combat was also very important. In less than a year's time, she had already risen to the tenth level.

  Although he had always had a sufficient supply of elixirs, his own innate talent was inseparable from the trials in Worry-Free Valley and the accidental breakthroughs on the Flying Chariot.

  Standing in the courtyard, Mo Qingchen occasionally had a leisurely look at the pomegranate tree that had just sprouted buds in the corner of the wall. Several kingfishers stood on the branches chirping and calling. Suddenly, he became interested, took out a rocking chair from his storage bag and placed it under the tree. He curled up his whole body in the rocking chair, half-closing his eyes and sipping his wine mouthful by mouthful.

  This gourd is really a good treasure, not only does it have endless beautiful wine, but also can ripen spiritual grass, and perhaps in the future, other wonderful uses may be discovered...

  Mo Qingchen's mouth corners rose in a smile as his fingertips lightly slid over the small calabaza hanging around her neck.

  But suddenly heard a voice saying: "Wow wow, you want to suffocate me to death, don't let me out!"

  Mo Qingchen was stunned for a moment before he realized it was the voice of the Fire Crow. On that day, because it was injured, he had put it in his spiritual beast bag. At the time when he left the valley, he thought about it and still didn't put it down. After all, there were many demonic beasts in the secret realm, and if it fell into a coma, it might become their next meal.

  After all these days of being together, even if we're apart, I'll still have to wait for it to wake up before talking about it. Who knew that this sleep would last so many days? I almost forgot the existence of this thing.

  Mo Qingchen's heart moved, and the Fire Crow jumped out of the spiritual beast bag, flapping its wings in mid-air, glancing around with a half-turned white eye, saying disdainfully: "Where is this? It's so barren and ugly!"

  "This is where I live." Mo Qingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and said, she just knew that once this guy came out, her peaceful days were gone forever.

  The black crow cawed twice, ridiculing: "You actually live in this ugly place? Tsk tsk - no way! How did I end up here?" Its voice suddenly rose.

  Mo Qingchen's Taiyang acupoint jumped, and he gritted his teeth: "Can you not be so noisy? On that day, I was injured by your love, and I conveniently brought you out of Worry Valley..."

  "By the way?" Before Mo Qingchen could finish speaking, Huo Wu Ya was already angrily shrieking.

  Mo Qingchen ignored him and continued: "If you want to go back, it's not impossible. After ten years, when the You Le Valley secret realm reopens, you can..."

  "Ten years!!" The fire crow cried out even louder.

  Mo Qingchen finally lost his temper: "Shut up, anyway it's like this now, you don't want to but can't do anything about it."

  She was never a person who would swallow her anger and remain silent. If she couldn't win an argument, she would temporarily endure it out of necessity; but if she could win and still chose to endure, that would be self-abuse.

  The black crow was stunned in mid-air, its wings forgot to flap, and its whole body fell down before it frantically flapped them again, flying onto the pomegranate tree, where it cried out twice with great grievance.

  Perhaps it was an illusion, but Mo Qingchen seemed to have heard a hint of resentment in the cry, yet he showed no sympathy as he sat back in his rocking chair, narrowing his eyes as he sipped his wine.

  "Gulu." A strange sound came over.

  Mo Qingchen paused for a moment, then took another sip of wine.

  "Glug glug." Another sound followed.

  Mo Qingchen finally glanced at Huo Wuque.

  "What is it that you are drinking?"

  Mo Qingchen didn't want to bully it too much either, so he waved his hand and said: "Ling Jiu, do you want to try a little?"

  In order to keep the gourd's secret from being exposed, Mo Qingchen also referred to this fine wine that she was accustomed to drinking as "Ling Wine". After all, there were many types of Ling Wine, so who could investigate thoroughly?

  "Gulu." The black crow stared at the gourd in Mo Qingchen's hand, swallowed its saliva again, "I want to drink too!"

  A streak of green light came over, and the Fire Crow stretched out its wings to catch it. It slightly scooped up the light with its beak and buried its mouth in it to drink.

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him drinking with his head down.

  "Wah wah, if you give me this wine every day, I won't leave, wah wah." The Fire Crow excitedly circled around.

  "I didn't ask you to stay, if you're willing, you can dissolve the contract at any time." Mo Qingchen teased.

  The fiery crow rolled its eyes and said with a twisted body, "Then I'll help you fight in the future, and you give me wine to drink!"

  Mo Qing dust patted his mouth and laughed, really didn't think a crow also knew how to sell its labor.

  "Wah wah, will it work or not, you humans are just chattering." The Fire Crow cawed.

  Mo Qingchen nodded his chin: "Alright, now's your chance to show off!"

  A commotion came from the entrance, and a fire crow flew past with a whoosh, spitting out a fireball.

  "What's this thing?" A woman's shrill cry suddenly rang out.

  Then two women rushed in, their clothes were burnt and tattered, one of them had her hair burnt to a crisp, emitting a foul smell.

  Mo Qingchen lay motionless in the rocking chair, watching silently with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

  The Huo Crow is close to the Human's Great Perfection of Cultivation, how can they be opponents.

  "Wah wah!" The Fire Crow flew in front of Mo Qingchen, crying out for credit.

  The two women, although they couldn't understand the Fire Crow's words, clearly saw its relationship with Mo Qingchen. One of them angrily said: "Mo Qingchen, you actually instructed this beast to attack us, aren't you afraid I'll tell Master Shifu about it?"