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Behind the house, there is a patch of Bamboo, rustling softly in the gentle breeze.
Spirit Sword Destiny had just lain down on the bed. He wasn't feeling sleepy yet, his eyes wide open as he listened to the sound of the bamboo like waves.
When he arrived at Xiaoyao Sect, it was still spring; now it was already early summer. He wondered if the Sect Leader had emerged from seclusion.
"Tap, tap."
Suddenly, he heard someone gently knock twice on the window sill.
Then a cheerful voice said, "Brother Lin, Brother Lin! Are you asleep?"
Spirit Sword Destiny sat up and put on his clothes.
"Come in."
Before he finished speaking, a figure nimbly leaped through the window like a spirit cat and stood beside the bed with a grin.
"Only Gentleman on the Beam likes to come in through the window."
"Aside from you, what else here is worth stealing?" Xu Xiaofei replied.
His flattery was tiresome, and Spirit Sword Destiny didn't want to engage further, simply saying, "Why aren't you sleeping? What do you want with me?"
"I asked Zhao Master to prepare a late-night snack for us, all dishes we love. Come drink a few cups with me?"
As he spoke, Xu Xiaofei produced a Lunchbox from thin air, holding it in his hand.
Seeing the tacit approval of Spirit Sword Destiny, he also sat down on the couch.
A table was placed between the two of them. He opened the Lunchbox and arranged the dishes one by one on the table. There were both cold and hot dishes, a good mix of meat and vegetables, and they looked very appealing.
In the end, he even produced a pot of wine and a pair of exquisite wine cups. All these items had originally been stored in the Cosmic Bag at his waist.
"This is Zhao Master's newly brewed Peach Blossom Wine. It's not too strong, sweet with a hint of peach blossom fragrance. Give it a try."
Xu Xiaofei poured some for him and filled her own cup as well.
"You two are really carefree, already starting to eat."
Just as they were about to dig in, a voice came from outside the house.
Turning around, they saw a group of people standing behind the window, all disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, including Qi Yan, Han Yue, Zhuan Yu from Hua Cheng Girl, and a few foxes. The demon race and human race were not on good terms, yet Qing Yao, an elder of Xiaoyao Sect and a nine-tailed fox, had stayed after her previous master passed away. Instead of leaving, she remained at Xiaoyao Sect and even brought her kin to live there. The foxes often mingled with the disciples of the sect.
Xiaoyao Sect's non-discriminatory approach and laid-back attitude towards life could be seen from this point.
"Hey, what are you all doing here?" Xu Xiaofei asked.
"What do you mean by that? Can't we come to see you?"
"Today is the beginning of summer festival; we were thinking about inviting you to join in the fun. Just look at yourself, tsk."
"Exactly! With so much delicious food and drink here, how could you forget about us!"
"This guy has such good luck, Zhao Master actually opened the kitchen for him. How delightful..."
The crowd chattered excitedly.
It seemed that these people were quite familiar with him. Spirit Sword Destiny usually spent most of his time in Baopu Peak Alchemy Room, and there were hardly any Carefree Disciples who dared to step into that place. Xu Xiaofei, who was learning swordsmanship from Han Yue, likely had many more opportunities to explore and make new friends.
Even if he wasn't inclined to actively meet new people, fate would arrange many events for him to get acquainted with others.
While the group of disciples was noisy, Han Yue stood back with a smile, looking indulgent. As the chief disciple of Sect Leader Ye Zhiqiu, he held a high status and reputation among his peers. In battle, he radiated sword energy and fierce intent, but in everyday life, he was like a kind older brother to everyone.
"He has already prepared the dishes; there's no need to be polite about coming to eat. Come on, let's just stay here tonight—"
Several people made a move as if they were going to climb through the window.
"Ah?"
Seeing this, Spirit Sword Destiny noticed Xu Xiaofei's expression change from surprise to growing frustration.
He glanced at the dishes and said, "If you really want to eat, just take some, but leave enough for the two of us. However, this isn't my home; it's Brother Lin's territory, so please don't disturb his peace!"
Spirit Sword Destiny: "…"
Did you think that by being quiet and saying little, you weren't disturbing my peace at all?
"What was I saying," Qi Yan said with a laugh, "Don't go bothering them; you all just won't believe it! Come on, come on, this little bit of food isn't enough for all of us—"
Qi Yan was the clearest one about their relationship during the basic classes at the Taoist School. He still remembered that morning when Xu Xiaofei flew back to the Xiaoyao Sect in a hurry, only to run into Qi Yan, who had come looking for them. Qi Yan widened his eyes in surprise and even chuckled later.
When the crowd heard the commotion, their expressions turned mysterious.
Spirit Sword Destiny: "..."
At this point, he probably had nothing left to say. It seemed everyone thought Xu Xiaofei and he...
"Why are we leaving? They don't have enough food, but we brought some, right?" asked an ordinary-looking boy with a confused expression.
"Wu Xin, you really don't understand anything," another disciple replied. "It's not about whether there's food or not. That bastard Xu Xiaofei doesn't want us around."
"Why doesn't he want us? More people means more fun, right?" Wu Xin asked again.
"He just finds us noisy. You still don't get it? Let's go to my Moon Viewing Pavilion. I've expanded it myself; I guarantee it's spacious and comfortable."
"Hey, who are you calling a bastard?" Xu Xiaofei said. "I'll treat you all to drinks sometime, okay? I already made plans with Brother Lin today."
Spirit Sword Destiny: "..."
Who made plans with you? Wasn't it you who knocked on the window?
"Alright, alright, we'll leave and not bother you anymore."
A group of people summoned cranes or rode clouds and flew away in a grand procession.
Xu Xiaofei let out a breath, "Finally got rid of them. Come, let's eat and drink something, and we can chat a bit more."
"Chat a bit more?" Spirit Sword Destiny laughed, "What do you want to talk about, poetry and songs, or life ideals?"
"Eh, poetry and songs?" Xu Xiaofei hurriedly waved his hand, "No way, I know nothing about those. But I can talk about life ideals."
"What are your life ideals?"
"I want to regain my memories. The past is all a fog; I don't know where I came from or where I'm going. It's really... hard." Xu Xiaofei looked downcast, then glanced at him and suddenly smiled, "You wouldn't think my ideal is to cultivate and become powerful, would you? I do want that, and I instinctively crave power, but the reason for this instinct seems to be related to my past. I vaguely remember that there is something very important I need to do. I must remember."
His expression was serious as one hand gently covered Spirit Sword Destiny's hand.
"From the moment I first saw you, I knew you must have a deep connection to my past. I must protect you; I can never let you die. This is also an obsession left by my past self... Moreover, I have a feeling that the key to recovering my memories lies with you."
"Although you've told me that my name is Yun Shaohui, I still can't remember anything. I've looked through many character records in the Scripture Tower, but I couldn't find myself. It seems I used to be an unknown person," he chuckled, "Still not willing to tell me what happened in the past? I won't force you; if you don't want to, I'll figure it out on my own."
Spirit Sword Destiny had casually made up a name that he still remembered.
"I'm done; now it's your turn," Xu Xiaofei said, "Let's skip the poetry and songs. Even if you're eloquent, it would be like playing music to a cow for me. What are your life ideals?"
"My life ideals..." Spirit Sword Destiny paused.
Before him, it seemed like the figure of that person flashed by.
Clearing his throat softly, he set rules for the defeated Lord of the Shimmering Demon...
"There is someone who has fallen seriously ill, and I want him to live." He said slowly.
"Is that so?" Xu Xiaofei also fell silent for a moment and said, "You study Alchemy just for him? With a sincere heart, you can surely refine a elixir to cure him."
"Mm."
Spirit Sword Destiny responded.
If refining an Alchemy could solve everything, he would have already become an Alchemist Master. Why would he need to put in so much effort...
The sadness in his eyes faded like ripples, and with a blink, he smiled again: "Come on, let's toast."
"Cheers."
The next morning.
Birds chirped, which should have been the time for the Cultivators' morning lessons; however, at this moment, most people in Xiaoyao Sect were still in their sweet dreams.
...
When Xu Xiaofei arrived at Baopu Peak, he happened to encounter Wu Xin hurrying away.
"This person is not close to anyone and hasn't particularly befriended anyone. Why has he come to you several times?" Xu Xiaofei remarked, watching his retreating figure.
His expression seemed less dissatisfied and more like jealousy.
"All I gave him were a few bottles of pills," Spirit Sword Destiny reassured, "but every time I give you some, it's the best batch I've refined."
"Is that so?" Xu Xiaofei immediately felt flattered.
After finishing his reading, Yang Zhen began teaching him how to refine the most basic pills. At the beginning of Alchemy, a lot of practice was required, and Spirit Sword Destiny produced quite a few pills, which he gave away.
Naturally, the vast majority went to Xu Xiaofei.
Spirit Sword Destiny took out two porcelain bottles that had been prepared in advance and handed them to him.
"This is the Recovery Pill I just refined. You've been practicing the Spectral Mirage Technique recently, right? This technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and after practicing a few times, you'll need to meditate to recover. This Recovery Pill can help restore your spiritual energy faster and improve your training efficiency. Don't worry, I've tried taking it myself; it definitely has no side effects."
There was a long-standing joke in Xiaoyao Sect about the side effects of the Recovery Pill—there was a disciple who was eager to practice a highly demanding secret technique. To save money, he didn't go down the mountain to buy medicine but instead asked Yang Zhen for a bottle of Recovery Pills. This bottle was indeed effective; one pill was worth three, and his training progress accelerated significantly. However, the next day, he turned into a quacking Duck. Although it didn't affect his ability to use spells—meaning if he encountered an enemy in this form, he could still fight back—he was still a Duck. This unfortunate disciple only returned to his original form seven days later.
When he questioned Yang Zhen about it, Yang Zhen felt there was nothing to be concerned about: when refining the Recovery Pill, he had added an astonishingly restorative blood essence from a Mandarin Duck. Given that, what was wrong with turning into a Duck after taking the pill?
After that incident, no one dared to come to Baopu Peak asking for medicine anymore.
"I certainly trust you! Even if you fed me poison, I would gladly accept it," Xu Xiaofei said with a smile as he accepted the porcelain bottles.
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