Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Yun Mengmeng became extremely attached to the sand sculpture she received from the Western Paradise Temple; the sculpture was exquisite, perfectly recreating the temple's appearance before the battle.

"Did something happen to the Western Paradise Temple that caused it to become incomplete?"

Lu Yang fiercely smacked his thigh, indignantly saying, "It's all the fault of Si Chen God Lord of Great Qian. He attacked the Western Paradise Temple for his own selfish gains, turning it into ruins."

"How can someone be like this, it's so despicable." Yun Mengmeng felt indignant on behalf of the temple, thinking Si Chen God Lord was really a bad apple.

"Right? That's what I think too." Lu Yang agreed.

At that moment, Gan Tian walked over, hearing the conversation between Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng, she wore a strange expression but didn't say much.

"Eldest Senior Sister said that it's the first time the four of us from the sect are together, so tonight we all should eat together. She asked if Junior Brother you were free for a barbecue?"

"Of course, I have time. Why would Eldest Senior Sister think I wouldn't have time?"

"She said you might be busy showing off about becoming an immortal in Buddha Country and might not be available."

The corner of Lu Yang's eyes twitched, Eldest Senior Sister really knew him too well.

"Second-in-command, you became an immortal?" Yun Mengmeng looked at Lu Yang admiringly, truly befitting the Second-in-command, so capable!

Lu Yang couldn't help but smile, "Speaking of which, it was all forced by circumstances. Let's go down the mountain to buy some ingredients, and I can tell you all about it…"

By the time the Second-in-command and Third Boss returned from shopping, the sky had darkened. Lu Yang was carrying ingredients snatched up from a barbecue restaurant, while Yun Mengmeng was carrying dishes from the Hundred Fragrance Building.

Ye Zijin arranged a long table, with dishes from the Hundred Fragrance Building displayed on top. Lu Yang released the Three Flavored True Fire, and soon the long-lost aroma of grilled skewers filled the air.

Gan Tian fiddled with an ancient zither, channeling her spiritual essence into it. It produced a gentle melody on its own. Although not as perfect as Gan Tian playing it personally, it still captured about seventy to eighty percent of its charm. This tune helped others make breakthroughs and was incredibly rare in the outside world.

"Third Junior Sister, don't you think it's not quite right for our master to miss the sect's gathering?"

Gan Tian continued toying with her zither, not turning back as she responded, "Who knows where he is right now, and even if we called him, it would be too late, wouldn't it?"

"Senior Brother has a way."

Ye Zijin placed a portrait of Daoist Buyu at the end of the table, arranging food and wine in front of it, fully expressing filial piety.

"This makes it much better."

"The skewers are ready!" Lu Yang professionally called out, bringing over two large plates of skewers, and thoughtfully picked a few to place in front of the portrait as well.

Eldest Senior Sister arrived fashionably late, her arrival signifying that dinner had officially begun.

Eldest Senior Sister, Lu Yang, and Yun Mengmeng sat in a row, with Ye Zijin and Gan Tian facing them. The five raised their glasses to celebrate the sect's reunion.

"A toast to our master, who is far away."

"Master, can you see this? Your four disciples have all come back."

"Master, all your four disciples have become successful."

Ye Zijin took a bite of skewer, eyes widening, "Junior Brother, these skewers are really something. If I had known you were this good, I wouldn't have taken you to that lousy hot pot in Western Heaven City back then; you could have just treated your senior brother to skewers, right?"

Ye Zijin's taste buds, which had been tormented for hundreds of years in Buddha Country, began to gradually recover now that he was tasting the popular skewers of Great Xia.

Damn, what the hell was I eating back in Buddha Country!

Yun Mengmeng started eating voraciously as if she wished she had three heads and six arms. Her cheeks smeared with barbecue sauce, yet she didn't forget her good sister, "Xiao Zhi, let's clink glasses."

Yun Zhi gently touched her teacup.

Yun Mengmeng drank her peach juice in one gulp and sighed, "I didn't expect you, Xiao Zhi, to meet so many people outside. Back home, you were always buried in your books, not talking to anyone. I was quite worried about you when you left with Bad Peach."

"Knowing so many people, that's really good."

Yun Mengmeng genuinely felt happy for her good sister.

"Eldest Senior Sister, I toast to you too. The achievements I have today are all thanks to your help," Lu Yang took the opportunity to express his gratitude to Eldest Senior Sister as he clinked his cup with hers.

Gan Tian joined in with a toast, "Eldest Senior Sister, when Master was away, it was you who guided my cultivation. Whenever I encountered any difficulties in the Demon Territory, you solved them for me. Thank you."

"We are sect siblings, no need for thanks," said Eldest Senior Sister.

They clinked their cups.

"Eldest Senior Sister, I toast to you. Had you not sent me to Buddha Country to gain experience, my cultivation level wouldn't have increased this quickly. I only understand your good intentions today," he said.

"Second Disciple, you overstate things. Buddha Country is desolate, and these years, you struggled while tracing the clues to the Time Immortal. It wasn't easy. Now that you are back, you should just peacefully stay and cultivate in the sect," she replied.

Ye Zijin, with his meticulous mind, knew that Eldest Senior Sister was sensitive about her age; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Buddha Country. This time he definitely needed to flatter her according to her wishes.

"What are you talking about, Eldest Senior Sister? At such a young age, you took on the responsibility of managing the sect for Master. You truly had it the hardest," he complimented.

Clang, Lu Yang's teacup dropped onto the table, and he stared blankly at Ye Zijin with his mouth agape.

Second Senior Brother, your banishment to Buddha Country wasn't without reason after all.

Lu Yang subtly scooted to the right, closer to Yun Mengmeng and farther from Eldest Senior Sister.

If Eldest Senior Sister really started something, he would quickly hide behind Yun Mengmeng.

...

Second Senior Brother was not one to sit still. He didn't like staying in the sect and had proposed going out to cultivate on his own. When Lu Yang left seclusion, Second Senior Brother had already left, leaving behind only a letter, without even a chance to say goodbye.

"By the way, Second-in-command, I forgot to give these to you yesterday. These Storage Rings are yours," Yun Mengmeng pulled out several Storage Rings.

Lu Yang took the Storage Rings, puzzled, only to find them filled with Spirit Stones.

"So many Spirit Stones, where did they come from?!"

"They were sent over from the Qiongqi Clan, saying that the business of making Recording Orbs is doing well. They wanted to give you a ten percent profit," she explained.

"You were always away, so Xiao Zhi mentioned that I should collect them for you until you returned," she added.

"So that's it. It looks like Senior Jin Caiwei's business is going well," Lu Yang would have almost forgotten that he had suggested Jin Caiwei start producing three-dimensional Recording Orbs, if Yun Mengmeng had not mentioned it.

"If I had known about the three-dimensional Recording Orbs earlier, I would have used them to record the battle scene with the Si Chen God Lord!" Lu Yang regretted profoundly. If it wasn't because his identity as the Tofu Heavenly Venerate needed to be kept secret, he would definitely make thousands of copies of the Recording Orbs and hand them out for free in the streets.

"The Qiongqi Clan is finally doing well. Little Yang, by giving the Qiongqi Clan business ideas, you have a share in their good fortune," Immortal Fairy emerged, feeling quite emotional, not expecting Little Tiger to have a day of doing business and making money.

"It must be because Little Yang has a tough fate to have subdued the poor luck of the Qiongqi Clan," she commented.

Curiously, Yun Mengmeng asked, "Second-in-command has a tough fate, so why does trouble always follow him wherever he goes?"

Immortal Fairy waved her hand, "Is it because their fates aren't tough enough?"