Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 571 He used to be a silly rabbit

When Xue Lan found Ji Jinjin and Zhu He, the two were looking at the stars from the top of the city wall at Duanshui Pass.

The array masters of the War Puppet Mansion had put a lot of effort into the defense of Duanshui Pass. Dense arrays extended from the reddish-brown soil beneath the city walls, emitting various colors of magical light that covered the entire Duanshui Pass city wall. When looking up from below, a tranquil and vast starry river appeared above everyone's heads.

Following behind Xue Lan, Xue Tong couldn't help but speak up:

"So beautiful!"

The girl tilted her head to look at A-Wu, who was also slightly agape beside her:

"How's it going? Isn't it beautiful?"

Ah Wu nodded vigorously.

"What's the Thousand Realms of Ghosts like?" Xue Tong asked curiously, holding the girl's hand.

"Are there stars in the sky?" The girl pointed to the dazzling starry sky above everyone's heads: "Like this, they shine."

Ah Wu looked up at the various colored dots of light in the sky with great care, then nodded solemnly:

"Yes, it does, but it can move."

"Really?" Xue Tong was a little excited. The girl began to imagine what a moving galaxy would look like, whether it would ripple like colorful silk.

The more she thought about it, the more it itched to try it. She grabbed Ah Wu's hand and spoke earnestly:

"When I have time, I'll go and take a look at the Thousand Realms of Ghosts."

"Pfft!"

As soon as Xue Tong finished speaking, she heard an impolite laugh behind her. The girl turned around angrily and saw her inner demon covering her mouth.

Xiao Tong asked coolly, "Do you have any objections?"

Upon hearing this, the inner demon quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just naturally like to laugh."

Xue Tong was furious at the man's persistent smile despite his words, but she couldn't bring herself to hit him in front of A Wu.

Kind-hearted and magnanimous, Xue Tong opened the system panel and wrote down the sins of her inner demons that day, then her anger subsided. The girl, holding A-Wu's hand, looked at Xue Lan, who had remained silent:

"Is there anything else you need? If not, I'd like to take A-Wu to the market town of Duanshui Pass."

The Wolf King, who was rummaging through his sleeves, looked up at the girl upon hearing this: "I have something else to attend to, but it won't stop you from browsing the market. Soul Guide!"

The little girl who had been hovering beside Xue Lan spoke obediently;

"Your Majesty, I am here."

Xue Lan gently raised her hand and pinched her little cheek: "Now that we've arrived at Duanshui Pass, let's hold a ritual to summon the souls of those who died here at midnight. Let them return to the earth's veins."

"Hehe!" Yinhun chuckled, grabbing Xue Lan's fingers and resting her soft little face entirely in Xue Lan's hands:

"That's what Xiao Hun thinks too."

Xue Lan praised gently, "I knew Xiao Hun was the smartest."

After saying this, the woman looked at Xue Tong and spoke with considerable bravado:

"Are you short of spirit stones? I'll give you some."

"I don't need any!" Xue Tong took out a bulging storage bag from his sleeve:

“I also took a little from Wan Gong Fang.”

Xue Lan frowned as she looked at the storage bag, which was bulging and somewhat deformed: "You've stretched it out like this and you call this taking a little bit?"

Xue Tong glanced at the few spirit stones that had fallen from the woman's sleeve due to Xue Lan's rough handling:

"You're so full it's practically overflowing, and you still have the nerve to criticize me."

Xue Lan glanced at her feet and realized she was too ashamed to say anything to Xue Tong, so she waved her hand to quickly send the sharp-tongued girl away.

Once Xue Tong and the other person had disappeared into the distance, the inner demon, who had been laughing incessantly, finally couldn't help but speak:

"The Milky Way of the Thousand Realms? The wandering souls in the heavens of the Thousand Realms do indeed glow. Don't scare her to death then."

"What are you looking for?" The inner demon looked at Xue Lan's actions with some curiosity.

"liquor."

The inner demon spoke without any politeness: "You still have wine?"

"I have!"

Lord Wolf took out a small, exquisite glass pot from his sleeve. The glass was very clear, and the inner demon saw that it was full of light pink, clear wine, with a few fresh peach petals floating in it.

The inner demon recognized her immediately. The woman smiled faintly at Xue Lan and asked, "Did you buy it in Yandu?"

Xue Lan gently pushed the glass pot, and the milky white spiritual energy steadily held it in mid-air. The inner demon watched as the person took out several more glass cups from his sleeve.

Xue Lan's voice carried a hint of self-deprecating laughter: "Ever since I became a weapon refiner, I always think about bringing something back with me when I go somewhere. Maybe I can refine some weapons?"

As she spoke, Xue Lan took out a handful of still-green willow branches from her sleeve:

"I even took two handfuls from Lord Qingliu."

The inner demon no longer wanted to talk to this person.

This isn't some kind of Wolf King anymore; she's just a homeless person, a garbage collector...

"Don't you dare curse me behind my back!"

Xue Lan squinted at the inner demon, then slowly took out a tray from her sleeve and placed the wine pot and cups on it.

"Although I grabbed the soil from Lord City God and pulled the branches from Lord Green Willow, I had no bad intentions. I'm just a weapon refiner who enjoys crafting weapons."

The inner demon looked at Xue Lan's face and felt like hitting her, but in the end, she held back.

There's no other reason than Xue Tong's terrifying power.

Although the inner demon didn't physically attack, she didn't easily let this person off the hook with her words:

"The first divine artifact you forged probably wasn't a soul-summoning artifact, but rather your own shamelessness!"

Xue Lan didn't say anything, and took the wine to the top of the city wall.

Two enormous white jade mirrors were lit atop the city walls of Duanshui Pass, their soft, pure white light shining far into the desolate region, making everything in the darkness seem to have nowhere to hide under their light.

Ji Jinjin and Zhu He sat on either side of the sand table, which was covered with geomantic maps and battle formation diagrams.

Ji Jinjin removed her armor and wore a smart dark red cloth robe with black wrist guards. Her hair, which was usually neatly tied up in her hair ornament, was loose and held back with a wooden hairpin.

Ji Jinjin's voice was deep and gentle:

"I don't know why, but I feel much more at ease when my senior sister is around."

Zhu He was half-lying on the sand table, looking at a geomantic map:

"Indeed, I get chills down my spine whenever she's around. Even demons don't seem so scary anymore."

Xue Lan, who had just stepped onto the city wall and happened to hear this sentence: ?

Before she could even speak, Zhu He's somewhat listless voice could be heard again:

"Junior sister, do you think I've caused a lot of trouble for senior sister and master?"

Xue Lan quickly concealed his presence, preparing to listen systematically to his junior brother's expression of respect for him.

"If you mean causing her trouble, then which of us hasn't caused her trouble? Senior brother, don't take it to heart." Ji Jinjin's heart sank slightly after hearing Zhu He's question, but she still smiled and comforted Zhu He.

"Auntie, you don't know."

Zhu He clutched his head in anguish.

"Our senior sister was quite satisfied with her talent before."

Why would she refine her own elixir?

Ji Jinjin looked at Zhu He in silence for a long time before finally speaking:

"She just wants us to be okay."

"I know... I just..."

Zhu He's voice was hoarse and heavy:

“I just don’t want her to keep doing this.”

"I wonder what she'll do this time, taking me deep into the wilderness."

Zhu He would never forget the day Ling Yuanzi took him back to Jiyuan Peak. The sudden change from a peerless genius to the target of everyone's criticism left the child in a daze, allowing Ling Yuanzi to lead him by the hand up Jiyuan Peak.

He didn't know why he suddenly became disliked. Before, everyone liked him and competed to be his master.

What is innate sword bone? What is hidden spiritual root?

After me, will I never be able to become an immortal again?

Little Zhuhe's mind was full of questions. Like a little puppet, he followed Ling Yuanzi through the dense bamboo forest to the quiet little courtyard.

Xue Lan was copying a book at the stone table in the courtyard, wearing a drab gray robe. His dark eyes were like two deep, icy pools. He began by saying:

"You picked up another kid?"

"This wasn't found!" Ling Yuanzi proudly pushed Zhu He towards Xue Lan.

"Innate sword bone".

"The problem is with the spiritual root; it's a hidden spiritual root."

Xue Lan put down her brush and said helplessly to Ling Yuanzi:

“You’ve picked up another bad child; he can’t cultivate himself.”

Ling Yuanzi held Zhu He tightly, refusing to let go, his tone full of defiance:

"Back then, your master said you couldn't support them, but I still managed to support them, didn't I?"

"I'm hungry!" Xue Lan said, looking at Ling Yuanzi.

"Let's eat first!" After saying that, he returned to the stone table to write, while Ling Yuanzi happily headed to the Xuanling Peak dining hall.

Zhu He was somewhat timid because of what had happened before, and sat quietly next to Xue Lan without daring to speak.

Then he noticed that Xue Lan's sleeve was moving.

The girl's large breasts kept heaving, and finally a fluffy white head emerged from them.

It was a rabbit hidden inside Xue Lan's sleeve.

Zhu He immediately stopped being afraid of Xue Lan. The child reached out to touch the rabbit, but suddenly heard Xue Lan's cold voice:

"Don't touch it, rabbits are timid."

Zhu He glanced at the rabbit that had already bitten his sleeve, and slowly spoke:

"It looks quite brave..."

Xue Lan gave him a cold look and said:

"Do you want to become an immortal?"

Zhu He nodded: "I want to, but they said no."

“If I say it’s okay, then it’s okay,” Xue Lan said, putting down her pen.

Zhu He nodded again: "Alright, but those immortals..."

"Ignore them!" Xue Lan said softly.

"From now on, just focus on your cultivation; I'll handle the rest."

His senior sister's word was law, and the opinions of outsiders could no longer stop his cultivation from rising inch by inch. The child, who was originally unable to cultivate for his entire life due to the restriction of his hidden spiritual root, slowly grew up, established himself on the path of freedom, and lived a carefree and unrestrained life.

"Auntie," the young man said softly.

"Senior sister is omnipotent... but..."

"No buts! Senior Sister is always omnipotent!"

Xue Lan, who had been eavesdropping in the shadows, finally couldn't help but speak up. Ji Jinjin and Zhu He turned their heads at the same time and saw Xue Lan walking over with a wine pot in her hand.

Zhu He's expression changed instantly, and the young man stammered, cowering as he spoke:

"Senior sister, when did you arrive?"

"I listened for as long as you talked." Xue Lan patted his shoulder.

"I didn't expect you to be so filial to your senior sister. I'll go easy on you next time I hit you."

Zhu He stared at her blankly: "Huh?"

Xue Lan placed the wine pot in one corner of the sand table:

"Looking blankly at me like a silly rabbit."

Zhu He suffered a heavy blow, and it seemed he had discovered some truth from many years ago.

The young man stared wide-eyed at Xue Lan: "Did you suddenly keep me here back then because...?"

"That's right!"

Xue Lan skillfully poured two glasses of wine:

"I thought you were as silly as a rabbit back then, and I found that amusing."

"He's like a rabbit?"

Ji Jinjin was starting to lose her composure; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't connect Zhu He with the rabbit.

"Senior sister, are you lying?"

"How can you doubt your senior sister?" Xue Lan handed a cup of peach blossom wine to Ji Jinjin:

"Your second senior brother was quite handsome when he was a child, but he grew up to be ugly."

Zhu, who had always considered himself strong, powerful, and full of vigor, suffered a devastating blow.

The young man questioned Xue Lan with venomous resentment, enunciating each word clearly:

What does it mean to "grow up ugly"?

With a wave of his hand, Xue Lan conjured a portrait directly in front of the two of them:

This is what I looked like when I was a child.

Ji Jinjin glanced at the little boy with rosy lips and white teeth in the portrait, then looked at Zhu He standing before her. She then offered a fair assessment:

"He has definitely grown up to be less attractive."

Zhu He believed that he and Ji Jinjin still had the bond of fighting side by side for so many years.

It turns out that everything else was insignificant when Xue Lan appeared.

The weak and helpless General Zhu will never have a chance to rise under Xue Lan's suppression.

The young man, feeling dejected, downed his drink in one gulp, then stood there, stunned.

"liquor?"

Xue Lan glanced at Ji Jinjin: "Doesn't it look like a rabbit, the kind that runs into pillars?"

Ji Jinjin nodded obediently, then tentatively began to speak:

"Why did you bring us alcohol, senior sister? Aren't we not allowed to drink?"

Xue Lan thought, "You keep acting, keep acting!"

Your senior sister saw what you two were drinking when she arrived today!

"It's nothing, I just feel like you've all grown up."

Xue Lan, with a forced smile, took an empty wine jar from his sleeve and placed it aside.

"It's time to have some wine."

Ji Jinjin's smile froze the moment she saw the wine jar. She glanced at Zhu He, who was equally at a loss. "I'll sacrifice my friend rather than myself," she thought.

So Ji Jinjin immediately pointed at Zhu He and said:

"That was brought by my second senior brother. I didn't drink it."

Zhu He: Huh?

The young man secretly transmitted his voice to Ji Jinjin:

"Junior sister, that's not what you said before."

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, senior brother. I'll give you the two battle formation diagrams I've been keeping."

"Senior brother, you must save my life!"

Zhu He lost his senses under Ji Jinjin's barrage of apologies and promises, and in a daze, he spoke to Xue Lan:

"That's right, senior sister, I drank it all by myself."

"So that's how it is!" Xue Lan said thoughtfully.

Ji Jinjin breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had survived a disaster.

Then she saw Xue Lan pick up the empty wine jar, lightly touch it with her fingertip, and a red thread was drawn out, connecting to her body.

Ji Jinjin: Oh no! They've brought them back!