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Although Sang Feiwan knew clearly that the Fairy Feiying in front of him was an illusion, he couldn't help but feel moved when he saw that her arms were intact, her hands on her waist, and she was scolding people with full energy.

At this time, Fairy Feiying's eyes fell on Yu Beiming again and asked, "Junior brother, you are always calm, why are you fooling around with Wanwan?"

Yu Beiming was stunned: "What... did you call me?"

"Little Junior Brother, what else can I call you?"

Feiying turned around and took two steps, then turned back and called out, "What are you two still standing there for? Go back now! If you keep stalling, Master will punish you to face the wall, and I won't beg for mercy!"

Yu Beiming and Sang Feiwan looked at each other, both full of suspicion.

The two of them followed Feiying into the sect tacitly.

Feiying is the eldest sister in the sect. She is the oldest, the most sensible, and the most concerned. People like her usually have a problem, which is being nagging.

Therefore, since she entered the sect, Feiying has never stopped talking, either scolding Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming for being playful, or complaining about how much she worries. The master is also a hands-off boss who goes into seclusion at any time. Without her, the senior sister, the sect will surely fall apart.

After mumbling a lot, Feiying suddenly stopped talking and looked at Sang Feiwan with a strange expression:

"It's strange, Wanwan, you didn't argue with me today?"

Her expression tensed: "Could the two of you have gotten into some terrible trouble? Otherwise, why are you so quiet?"

The tone of her voice and her reactions to things were exactly the same as Feiying in Sang Feiwan's memory.

Although Sang Feiwan was still on guard, her eyes were a little gentler: "Senior Sister, I didn't cause any trouble."

Feiying looked at Sang Feiwan suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

So she turned to ask Yu Beiming: "Little Junior Brother, you are the most honest. Tell Senior Sister whether Wanwan has gotten into trouble or not? Don't hide it for her. If something really happens, will Senior Sister help you out?"

Yu Beiming glanced at Sang Feiwan before asking Feiying, "You said you are my senior sister? Do you know who I am?"

Feiying laughed: "How could I not know who you are? You are my junior brother, the only son of our master, and the pride of our sect!"

Before Yu Beiming could speak again, a deep male voice came from the hall next to him: "Are Wanwan and Beiming back? Since they are back, why don't you come in? What are you mumbling about hiding outside?"

Sang Feiwan was stunned: This is the Master's voice!

Sure enough, the next moment, Gu Qingchen, dressed in a snow-white robe and as graceful as an orchid, walked out of the hall carrying a shelf.

He looked sternly at Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming, and was about to start scolding them.

But when he saw the bloodstains on Yu Beiming's white shirt, the anger on his face disappeared and he became visibly nervous.

"Bei Ming, why is there blood on your body? Where are you injured? Who dares to hurt you?"

As he spoke, he pulled Yu Beiming's arm to check on his physical condition.

Sang Feiwan originally wanted to remind Yu Beiming to be careful.

But Yu Beiming gave her a look to reassure her.

He is protected by dragon energy, so even the evil gods cannot hurt him easily.

After Gu Qingchen checked, he found no injuries on his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask: "What's the matter with the blood on your body?"

He turned his attention to Sang Feiwan: "Wanwan, are you injured? Also, what strange clothes are you wearing?"

Sang Feiwan said: "Master, we are not injured. The blood on Bei Ming's body is the blood of an animal."

"Yes, it's animal blood." Yu Beiming also echoed and performed a purification technique to clean the blood stains on his body.

"I'm glad you're alright. Come in with me, I want to test you on your recent homework!"

Gu Qingchen regained his serious expression, turned around and walked into the hall.

Feiying whispered, "Master wants to test you on the sword technique of the Nine Heavens Flowing Light Sword."

The Nine Heavens Flowing Light Sword was the most difficult sword technique to memorize in the sect. It was not only long but also difficult to pronounce. Even Sang Feiwan had to memorize it for several days.

At this moment, when she was tested on the sword techniques, she had already memorized them by heart.

Gu Qingchen nodded with satisfaction: "Wanwan is very smart. If you are willing to work harder and study less unorthodox things, you will definitely become a great person! Bei Ming, it's your turn to bear the consequences."

Yu Beiming gave up immediately: "I can't recite it."

Gu Qingchen said patiently: "It's okay to carry half of it."

Yu Beiming said: "I can't even recite half of it."

Gu Qingchen asked again: "You know the first three sentences, right?"

Yu Beiming shook his head.

Gu Qingchen's face almost turned green with anger: "What about one sentence? Wanwan just recited it once, you can't forget every word, right?"

Yu Beiming still shook his head - when Sang Feiwan was reciting just now, he was always observing Gu Qingchen, so he didn't listen carefully to the content.

Gu Qingchen was furious and raised his hand to slap him.

But his hand froze in the air and he was unwilling to let it fall. Finally, he said to Sang Feiwan, "Wanwan, you go out first."

Sang Feiwan had no intention of leaving: "If you don't want to punish me, forget it. There's no need to pretend."

In the past, when Sang Feiwan was naughty, Gu Qingchen always said in front of everyone that he would punish her, but every time it was just a lot of noise but no action.

The most serious punishment was to make her kneel for a night and fast for a day.

But in the end, he still softened his heart, fearing that his little apprentice, who had not yet learned the fasting, would starve, so he secretly asked Feiying to bring food to Sang Feiwan.

Gu Qingchen's thoughts were exposed, but he was not angry. He just sighed helplessly: "You two, I really don't know who led whom astray!"

He looked at Yu Beiming with a loving look in his eyes: "Beiming, your mother died early. Daddy finally found you, so he naturally doesn't want to punish you. But you can't neglect your cultivation because of this. You are already in your forties, you should be sensible!"

Yu Beiming frowned slightly and couldn't help asking, "Did you really look for me?"

Gu Qingchen said, "Your question is really absurd! You are my son, and you and your mother are stranded outside together. How can I just ignore you? Unfortunately, Dad went too late and failed to save your mother. He only found you."

Yu Beiming asked again: "How old was I then?"

Gu Qingchen said, "8 years old, do you think I can forget this? Not only did I find you, but I also met Wanwan on the way back. At that time, Wanwan was only breathing her last, and it was really heartbreaking to see her. So I brought Wanwan back with me."

"Originally, you are one year older than Wanwan, so you should be the senior brother and Wanwan the junior sister. But you, brat, took the initiative to call her senior sister just because Wanwan said, 'I don't want to be the youngest,' and you became the youngest junior brother in our sect!"

At the end of the conversation, Gu Qingchen laughed helplessly. The look he gave them became more kind.

"Bei Ming, how could Dad not know how you feel about Wan Wan? But since you are a man, you should work harder. Oh, forget it, I'd better choose a day and get your business done as soon as possible!"

Sang Feiwan was stunned: "What business?"

Gu Qingchen smiled: "Of course it's your wedding!"

Sang Feiwan: "..."

Gu Qingchen said with a smile: "Don't be shy. Everyone in the sect knows that you two are interested in each other. Everyone just sees it but doesn't say it. Bei Ming is my only son, and Wan Wan is my favorite little disciple. I feel at ease with you two being together."

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