Food: I ascended to heaven in the world of cultivation by setting up stalls!

However, he remembered the scene where the old guy from Fengliu Sect was shattered two days ago. With the strength of their golden elixir, it was really a pipe dream.

These people are most likely the legendary masters. Maybe they are just hiding their strength now.

It makes sense when you think about it this way!

"If you are talking about Yan Zhiyin who can advance by eating food, then I am right!" Yan Zhiyin said calmly.

After all, no one has her strength to help these monks advance.

"Is it really Senior Sister Yan?" Some disciples exclaimed in disbelief.

"No, how could you be Senior Sister Yan?" Lingyang looked at Yan Zhiyin in disbelief. She looked her up and down, her heart full of confusion and suspicion.

She really couldn't connect the person in front of her with the Yan Zhiyin in her memory.

"Why am I not one?" Yan Zhiyin asked back, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone. She felt that she was being questioned without reason and felt a little aggrieved.

"Have you seen me? Just say I'm not you!" Yan Zhiyin continued to ask.

However, Lingyang remained stubborn and firmly believed that Yan Zhiyin was not the real Senior Sister Yan.

"You, you are not anyway," Ling Yang said arrogantly, his tone revealing arrogance and unreasonableness.

After hearing this, Yan Zhiyin couldn't help but frown. She was very unhappy with Lingyang's attitude. She didn't want to argue with an ignorant person.

"Why are you silent? Are you feeling guilty? Unless you can prove that you are Senior Sister Yan, I won't believe you!"

Lingyang became more and more aggressive, and challenged him smugly.

She seemed to think she had something on Yan Zhiyin and was trying to put her in trouble.

But in fact, Yan Zhiyin was just too lazy to bother with such an idiot.

"Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I am not yours and no one knows what you are thinking." Yan Zhiyin smiled slightly and said calmly.

Hearing this, Ling Yang was stunned. She stared at Yan Zhiyin with wide eyes, her heart full of confusion and dissatisfaction.

After a while, Ling Yang finally came back to his senses and asked, "You...are you feeling guilty? If you are really Senior Sister Yan, how can you prove it?"

Yan Zhiyin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, and asked back:

"Then how do you prove that I'm not Yan Zhiyin? You prove that I'm not Yan Zhiyin first, and then I'll prove to you whether I am Yan Zhiyin or not!"

She would not fall into the trap of self-justification.

Ling Yang couldn't help but laugh, thinking: "What kind of logic is this? It's obviously you who should prove your identity, why do you want me to prove that you are not Yan Zhiyin?"

She frowned and said angrily: "You..."

However, before she could finish her words, she suddenly realized that Yan Zhiyin seemed to have led her into a dead end, and she was speechless for a moment.

"What do you mean you proved what I proved? Do you have any brains?" Ling Yang stamped his feet in anger.

"Do you think you can avoid the problem this way?" The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She felt like she was being played around by Yan Zhiyin.

Yan Zhiyin shrugged innocently and chuckled:

"I'm not avoiding the problem! I'm just doing what you asked.

If you think I'm not Yan Zhiyin, then show me the evidence! Otherwise, don't make a fuss here."

"I want you to prove that you are Senior Sister Yan!" Ling Yang suddenly roared, and his voice echoed throughout the spirit ship.

This sudden action made people around look sideways.

"Alright! What are you doing here?" Seeing this, Ye Yao hurriedly grabbed Ling Yang, trying to calm the storm.

However, Ling Yang insisted:

"Sister, she is not Sister Yan. Sister Yan is setting up a stall now. How could she come here? Have you forgotten?

Senior Sister Yan has to set up a stall every week. Why did she have to pretend to be Senior Sister Yan? What if she ruins Senior Sister Yan's reputation?"

Her tone was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

When everyone heard this, they began to talk about it. Some thought Ling Yang was right, while others thought she was too impulsive.

Yan Zhiyin stood quietly by the side, looking stunned.

This is still her fan. She was just cursing her in her heart, hug her, hug her!

"I won't. I can't let her ruin the reputation of our Senior Sister Yan," Ling Yang said stubbornly.

Unconvinced, she said, "You can impersonate anyone but you can't impersonate my Senior Sister Yan. Do you know that you are damaging Senior Sister Yan's reputation by doing this?"

"Uh..." Yan Zhiyin didn't know what to say.

"My fellow Daoist, you really have misunderstood. Senior Sister Yan is really the Senior Sister Yan you are talking about. She is not an imposter, she is really her!" Zhou Fengxuan was the first to jump out to prove for Yan Zhiyin.

"Oh? Then what evidence do you have?" Ling Yang looked at Zhou Fengxuan with suspicion, as if he didn't believe what he said.

Zhou Fengxuan scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and said:

"This... Actually, there is no substantial evidence, but I can guarantee that Senior Sister Yan would never do such a thing."

"Hmph! Words are just evidence. How do you know if you are in cahoots with her?" Ling Yang snorted coldly, obviously not satisfied with Zhou Fengxuan's explanation.

Yan Zhiyin sighed helplessly: "Although I have been setting up the stall all the time, I took a break this week. You probably haven't seen me, so you don't know!"

"Ah? Are you serious?" Seeing Yan Zhiyin speak so seriously, Ling Yang began to suspect that he had done something wrong.

Then Yan Zhiyin took out the soy milk from the space:

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know after drinking a bowl. This is soy milk. Since you've heard of me, you should have also heard of the soy milk I make!"

Lingyang's eyes widened, looking at the porcelain bottle in Yan Zhiyin's hand in disbelief, muttering to himself: "Is this... is this really soy milk?"

She observed Yan Zhiyin carefully and found that she exuded a temperament similar to that of the rumored Senior Sister Yan.

Gradually, she began to believe that what Yan Zhiyin said was true.

"Of course it's true! Well, try it!" Yan Zhiyin had a good impression of this girl who was determined to maintain peace with him.

Then Lingyang tried it, but he didn't show a happy expression but a bitter face.

What a sin! The Sister Yan whom I had been thinking about so much was right in front of me, but what on earth did I do just now?

After tasting this soy milk, Lingyang could clearly feel the changes in his body. This was definitely Sister Yan’s soy milk.

"What's wrong? Don't you feel anything?" Seeing him like this, Yan Zhiyin began to doubt her soy milk. She smelled it and found that it was not bad.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yan, I misunderstood you before, please forgive me."

Lingyang respectfully apologized to Yan Zhiyin, bending down 90 degrees with an attitude that could not be more pious.