Chapter 799: Family Assets

Shu Wanjuan mobilized every book in the territory, searching everywhere for traces of Li Qi.

Li Qi was wounded and had only just left; Shu Wanjuan firmly believed he could not have gone far.

After step-by-step meticulous planning and expending so much effort, all for the sake of obtaining this territory, Shu Wanjuan was truly unwilling to let Li Qi reap the rewards.

Shan Chengjun walked over: "Old Shu, let's go. He has a little train following him; we won't be able to find him."

Shu Wanjuan said indignantly: "How could that little train possibly be in his hands?"

Shan Chengjun said angrily: "Why are you asking me that? Where would I know? Hurry up and clean up everything; make sure not to leave any evidence behind."

Shu Wanjuan gritted his teeth: "Why did you freeze there just now and not move? What kind of technique were you hit with?"

Shan Chengjun shook his head: "I really don't know what technique that was. I took one step out and felt my body turn into stone; I couldn't move at all."

Shu Wanjuan said hatefully: "If you had broken free even a little earlier, Li Qi wouldn't have escaped."

Shan Chengjun laughed: "If I had broken free any later, Li Qi really wouldn't have run. He might have just taken your life."

Shu Wanjuan snorted coldly: "You think too highly of him. I may have been a bit rusty these past few years, but dealing with him is still well within my capabilities."

"You aren't the one fighting for your life on the front lines, so you can say whatever you want!" Shan Chengjun pointed to the wounds all over his body. "Take a good look first—can you handle these?"

Shu Wanjuan still wanted to argue, but Shan Chengjun waved his hand: "If you have something to say, go back to Blood Fang Mountain to say it. I estimate the Peddler will be here soon. If you really feel unconvinced, go have a good talk with the Peddler."

"Will the Peddler really come?" Shu Wanjuan was a bit nervous.

"He might not, but I don't dare to gamble." Shan Chengjun coughed twice, his mouth full of a fishy, salty taste. "I'm telling you, if you don't leave now,

I'm leaving. If the Peddler comes, I'm in no shape to fight him like this."

Ding-dang, ding-dang!

The Peddler was shaking his rattle-drum, pushing his cart and hawking his wares, when an alarm clock on the cart suddenly started ringing.

Ding-ling-ling! The alarm clock jumped in front of the Peddler, its minute and hour hands crossed, and it shouted at the Peddler: "Come quickly, come quickly!"

A woman who wanted to buy floral water happened to see this alarm clock.

She couldn't hear the alarm clock talking, but she could hear that it was making a huge racket.

A big racket meant the quality must be very good. The woman asked: "How much for this clock?"

The Peddler moved the alarm clock to the side and said with a chuckle: "This one isn't for sale."

The woman frowned: "Regardless of whether it's expensive or cheap, just name a price. Are you afraid I can't afford it?"

"It's not about the price; this alarm clock is broken." The Peddler patted the alarm clock, and the alarm clock, feeling wronged, rang even louder.

The Peddler laughed: "See, this clock won't even stop; it's definitely broken. I'll be back in a few days, and I'll bring you a good alarm clock then."

After the woman left, the Peddler glared at the alarm clock: "What are you shouting about?"

"Something happened at home."

"What happened?"

"Someone is burning your house!"

The Peddler's veins bulged; he pushed his cart and ran all the way to the clouds.

A thick plume of smoke drifted to the edge of the clouds. From far away, the Peddler could already see the firelight.

"You damn bastard, you really did burn it!" The Peddler was frantic. He grabbed a leather bucket, ran downstairs, and threw the bucket into mid-air. The bucket instantly grew larger, hanging a waterfall that circled around the house.

The bucket fought the fire, and the Peddler looked for people.

A woman pushed open a second-floor window and shouted at the Peddler: "He's lying in the backyard; he can't really move anymore."

This woman was the house spirit of the Heavenly Maiden, the master of the Dao of Thievery the Peddler had mentioned.

The Peddler ignored her and went straight to the backyard, where he saw Li Li Banfeng lying on the ground.

"Your cultivation base is growing really fast. It's not so easy for even me to find you now." The Peddler found some medicinal powder on his cart and helped Li Li Banfeng treat his wounds.

Li Li Banfeng wiped the blood from his face and smiled: "It's not easy for me to find you either."

The peddler turned his head to look at the house that was still burning: "Are you saying that you have a point in burning down my house?"

Li Li Banfeng looked at the house and said: "Your house isn't made of easily flammable materials; I had to put in a lot of effort to get it lit."

The Peddler said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense. How did you get hurt like this?"

Li Li Banfeng smiled nonchalantly: "I met two people in the New Territory and had a fight with them. These are just minor matters.

I came to find you this time because I saw that you go out to sell things every day, which isn't easy, so I brought you a good item."

The Peddler was surprised: "You brought me a good item? It's rare for you to have this kind of heart; I'll definitely accept it!"

Li Li Banfeng took out the contract and handed it to the Peddler.

The Peddler was stunned: "Where did this come from?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "I snatched it from the hands of Shan Chengjun and Shu Wanjuan."

The Peddler took the contract and looked at the battered and bruised Li Li Banfeng, unable to speak for a long time.

Li Li Banfeng sat up with difficulty and looked upstairs: "I'll apologize to your wife another day; I set this fire too big.

But I had to set it big; I had to find you as soon as possible. Carrying something like this on me, it's hard to say how many people are coveting my life."

The Peddler handed the contract back to Li Li Banfeng: "This contract should be given to you, and this territory should also be given to you."

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "I don't have my eye on this thing, but there are many who do. This territory is too tempting; you need to find a suitable person to keep it. A moment of carelessness will invite a storm of blood."

The Peddler pondered for a long time and stuffed the contract into his cart: "You're right. I was careless about this matter; this thing cannot be handed over to anyone else.

Brother, you've done a great thing for me. What do you want as a reward? As long as it's something I can do, just tell me!"

Li Li Banfeng stared at the Peddler's cart, looking it up and down for a long time.

The Peddler sniffed, feeling that he had spoken too soon just now.

"Brother, this cart, actually, it's not that fun to play with—"

Li Li Banfeng said: "Do you have tobacco on your cart?"

The Peddler was stunned, then asked: "Do you want to smoke a pipe, a bowl, or a paper roll?"

Li Li Banfeng thought for a moment: "A pipe."

The Peddler took out a pipe and packed it full of tobacco.

Li Li Banfeng puffed on the pipe, smoking it with great relish.

Li Li Banfeng returned to the Leaving Suishenju, and seeing his wounds, Zhao Zhao Xiaowan felt heartbroken.

"My precious husband, you must lie down and not move. These wounds are all in life-threatening places!" Zhao Zhao Xiaowan carefully helped Li Li Banfeng clean his wounds. A phonograph needle grew from her fingertip; she first removed the dead flesh, then applied medicinal powder, and then carefully stitched them up one by one.

Xiang Xiang Hongying gritted her teeth in anger: "Seventh Brother, you should send people to investigate Shan Chengjun's whereabouts. When we block him while he's alone, we'll tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Hearing this, Li Li Banfeng perked up: "Xue Yingying, I think ten thousand pieces is a bit too fine. Cutting him into two or three hundred pieces is enough to chew and swallow."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan gave Xiang Xiang Hongying a slap: "Your husband's wounds haven't healed yet, and you're still messing around with him. Go see if the Did Honglian's elixir is ready!"

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The Copper Lotus had used Shan Chengjun's blood to refine two pills. The pills were red and blue, slightly smaller than a thumb pad. Zhao Zhao Xiaowan looked at the pills for a long time but couldn't tell what they were.

"What is the name of this elixir?"

The Copper Lotus said: "This is called the Red-Blue Blood-Marrow Harmonizing Pill."

Xiang Xiang Hongying was stunned: "Blood-what pill?"

Jiu'er also felt something was wrong: "Whose elixir has such a long name?"

The Copper Lotus laughed: "You can only blame your own ignorance. This elixir is extremely precious; very few people have eaten it. If it weren't for Shan Chengjun's blood, it couldn't have been refined at all."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan said: "Last time there was also Shan Chengjun's intestines; why didn't I see you refine this kind of elixir?"

The Copper Lotus waved its lotus leaves: "I didn't refine it last time because it wasn't needed. The Red-Blue Pill is not easy to preserve; once refined, it must be eaten immediately within a day, otherwise, its medicinal power will be lost."

Li Li Banfeng took the two pills and said: "Then don't waste them; I'll eat them right now."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan stopped Li Li Banfeng: "Husband, be careful!"

The Copper Lotus sighed: "General Zhao, why do you guard against me like a thief every day? Shan Chengjun's flesh and blood seeped into the little train; wasn't it thanks to me that the flesh and blood were collected?

But you're right, one should be careful. It's best to eat only one pill. If you eat too many and something happens, we'll have to find a way to find the Xuanqing Flower."

The Xuanqing Flower was a medicinal herb specifically for treating physical weakness that couldn't handle tonics. Li Li Banfeng had once risked his life against Qiu Qiu Luoye for this flower.

Shui Shui Yongquan knew where to find the Xuanqing Flower, and getting one wasn't difficult, but it depended on whether it was worth taking the risk.

Li Li Banfeng said: "Is one pill enough?"

The Copper Lotus said: "In theory, it's enough. Even if it lacks some medicinal power, you'll just recover slower. If you rest at home for a few more days, you'll make up for it."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan suggested eating only one, but Li Li Banfeng wanted to know how much slower one would be compared to two.

The Copper Lotus said: "That depends on your own fortune. Perhaps it will only be three or five days, perhaps it will be three or five years."

Li Li Banfeng shook the two pills: "Since two were refined, let's eat them both. Leaving them is just a waste."

"It wouldn't be a waste," the Copper Lotus stretched its lotus leaves and touched the wall. "If you only eat one, leave one for the little train; it's not lightly wounded either."

Li Li Banfeng took out both pills: "Give them both to the Leaving Suishenju; I'll carry it myself!"

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan advised: "One for you, husband, one for the old man. You both need to recover, but don't overdo it."

Li Li Banfeng listened to his wife's suggestion, took the pills to the third room, and used the Insightful Spirit Sound to listen carefully; he could hear the Leaving Suishenju's slow breathing.

"Old man, can you talk?"

"Yes." The voice was so small it was almost inaudible.

Li Li Banfeng took out a Red-Blue Pill: "Can this medicine be eaten?"

The pill shook several times in Li Li Banfeng's hand before disappearing. The Leaving Suishenju was very weak; even taking a pill was very difficult.

After about half an hour, the Leaving Suishenju spoke: "It's good medicine; you can eat it too."

Li Li Banfeng also ate the elixir and sat against the wall in the third room.

Both of them were seriously wounded and speaking was difficult, but fortunately, neither was in a hurry, and they spoke slowly, sentence by sentence.

"Old man, was it Shan Chengjun who wounded you like this?"

The Leaving Suishenju sighed: "This matter can only be called a coincidence. Suddenly, so many carriages appeared, and I don't know the reason. Some carriages felt familiar, while others I had no impression of at all.

Pulling so many carriages requires a lot of effort, but my steam pressure wouldn't go up. When you were fighting Shan Chengjun, I could barely drag the carriages.

I closed all the valves and stoked the coal with all my might, just to build up the steam pressure, but in a moment of impulse, I blew the steam bag.

I was wounded and couldn't recover in time, and that bastard Shan Chengjun sprinkled blood on me, catching me off guard."

Li Qi gave a wry smile: "After I promoted, these carriages suddenly appeared. In that case, I'm the one who harmed you."

The Leaving Suishenju laughed: "That doesn't count as harming me. I think it's a good thing that there are more carriages, but I still can't figure out the origin of these carriages, and I don't know what kind of people live inside them."

Li Li Banfeng smiled: "If we can't figure it out, let's not think about it."

"Ah Qi, we have more than thirty-three carriages now; there are two more, but the doors won't open."

Li Li Banfeng wasn't worried: "They'll definitely open; this is our home."

Upon learning that Li Li Banfeng was wounded, Ma Wu immediately rushed back to Xiaoyao Wu. Seeing the terrifying wounds on Li Qi's body, Ma Wu was furious: "I'll take people to find He He Jiaqing right now!"

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "You don't need to find him. Arrange for someone to get two baskets of flower petals and scatter them in front of his film company; that will be the end of it."

Ma Wu didn't understand what use scattering flower petals had. Could it really invite the Hundred Flowers God?

But since it was arranged by Old Seventh, Ma Wu immediately ordered people to do it.

Shen Shen Rongqing saw the flower petals in front of the film company and immediately contacted He He Jiaqing.

He He Jiaqing was currently by the hospital bed, taking care of the seriously wounded Seeing Datou.

Because He He Jiaqing's cultivation was above the clouds, he couldn't serve as the local deity for these thirteen territories, so he let Seeing Datou act as the local deity for him.

Seeing Datou didn't just have this one territory, and now that the contract had been dug up, he had lost most of his status, but he still had other territories to support him. Plus, He He Jiaqing used some methods of the Dao of Thievery, barely managing to save Seeing Datou's life.

Upon receiving the news from Shen Shen Rongqing, He He Jiaqing's anger also flared up.

The territory had already been compensated to him; what else did this Hundred Flowers God want? Did she want the Hundred Flowers Sect back?

Seeing Datou felt even angrier: "He Jiaqing, you don't need to take action for this matter. When my body gets a bit better, I'll go find Ma Wu to settle the score!"

He He Jiaqing shook his head: "Finding Ma Wu is useless. This matter isn't that simple. You should rest well first."

After settling Seeing Datou, He He Jiaqing went to the Bitter Vegetable Village and found the Bitter Granny, wanting an explanation.

After hearing He He Jiaqing's description, the Bitter Granny felt something was wrong: "The Hundred Flowers God is not Ai Ai Yeqing. Are you sure this was done by Ai Ai Yeqing?"

He He Jiaqing wasn't sure, but he had to pin this matter on Ai Ai Yeqing.

He took out a few copper coins: "These are the copper coins he hit me with. I've done a special inspection; these are the weapons Ai Ai Yeqing uses most often.

Ordinary people might not be able to tell, but the Peddler definitely knows his goods. I want to ask him for an explanation—what right does Ai Ai Yeqing have to move my territory!"

The Bitter Granny looked at He He Jiaqing: "You want to ask the Peddler for an explanation?"

"Yes!" He He Jiaqing nodded. "For the sake of these thirteen territories, I risked my life in the Inner Prefecture. The Peddler promised that these thirteen territories belonged to me. Now that my territory has been snatched, he should—"

"Aren't you ashamed!" The Bitter Granny shouted angrily, interrupting He He Jiaqing.

He He Jiaqing looked at the Bitter Granny in shock.

He came to the Bitter Vegetable Village wanting to take the Bitter Granny with him to find the Peddler.

With the Bitter Granny's high status, if she came forward personally to speak, the Peddler would definitely give an explanation.

But He He Jiaqing hadn't expected the Bitter Granny to have this attitude.

"Granny, the fault doesn't lie with me!"

"Then whose fault do you say it is?" The Bitter Granny put down the bitter vegetables in her hand. "Back then, we tried every possible way to get the Did Honglian from the Dark Star Bureau and hand it to you. What was it for?

Because the Peddler did some things wrong, and the Puluo Prefecture needed change, that's why we put our heart and blood into you!

Now that you've lost the territory yourself, you want to ask the Peddler for an explanation? You expect the Peddler to give you justice? What else can I expect you to do?"

He He Jiaqing didn't say a word.

The Bitter Granny said: "Ai Ai Yeqing snatched your territory; how he snatched it away, you snatch it back!"

He He Jiaqing said: "This also involves Ma Ma Junyang, and very likely involves Li Qi."

The Bitter Granny said: "Are you afraid? Wasn't it you who brought Li Qi to the Puluo Prefecture?"

He He Jiaqing took the vegetable basin and helped the Bitter Granny pick vegetables, not saying another word.

The next day, He He Jiaqing contacted Duan Duan Shuqun: "Return the Hundred Flowers Sect to Zhang Zhang Xiuling, and make a big scene out of it."

Duan Duan Shuqun didn't understand: "He Jiaqing, for this matter, you want to make a big scene?"

This wasn't something to be proud of.

He He Jiaqing said: "You must make a big scene, and invite Ma Ma Junyang to come and be a witness."

Zhang Zhang Xiuling became the master of the Hundred Flowers Sect again, and Li Qi, Ma Wu, and Qin Qin Xiaopang went to congratulate her together.

After the party broke up, the three brothers ate together at Xiaoyao Wu. Ma Wu poured wine for Li Qi first: "Old Seventh, I really admire you. You traded the Hundred Flowers Sect back with just two baskets of flower petals?"

Li Qi smiled and didn't speak. Qin Qin Tianjiu thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the logic behind it.

Ma Wu guessed a bit: "That night, when I fought He He Jiaqing, I encountered many strange things. Later, I thought about it carefully. Old Seventh, were you secretly helping me?"

Li Li Banfeng nodded.

Ma Wu slapped his thigh: "Did you already secretly beat He He Jiaqing into submission, which is why he was so obedient?"

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "He didn't submit to me; he submitted to the Hundred Flowers God."

Qin Qin Tianjiu said: "Seventh Brother, there are no outsiders here. Tell me the truth—did you disguise yourself as the Hundred Flowers God?"

Li Li Banfeng still shook his head: "There is someone else who disguised themselves as the Hundred Flowers God, and it's not just one person."

"Not just one person," Ma Wu thought carefully. "Was it He He Jiaqing or the Hundred Flowers God who stole my leg tendons?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "I think it was the Hundred Flowers God."

Ma Wu figured out the reason: "He made me suffer first, then turned around to deal with He He Jiaqing. This is stirring up trouble from both sides!"

Qin Qin Tianjiu said: "Is that hooligan who often comes to Xiaoyao Wu also one of the Hundred Flowers God's people?"

"It's hard to say about this person," Li Li Banfeng swirled his wine glass. "He shouldn't be the Hundred Flowers God's subordinate."

Qin Qin Tianjiu was stunned: "Seventh Brother, how did you see that?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "Stealing Fifth Brother's leg tendons on the train stirred up trouble in one go, and regardless of whether the matter succeeded or not, this person had the confidence to escape. That's the look of someone stirring up trouble.

The one who caused trouble at Xiaoyao Wu came several times, but the matter didn't get too big, and he wasn't prepared to escape. If Ninth Brother had brought more people that day, he might have captured him alive.

Once he was captured alive, everything would have been exposed. The Hundred Flowers God couldn't possibly take such a big risk to do something with so little effect."

Qin Qin Tianjiu suddenly realized: "Seventh Brother is right! That person is an expert. If he really wanted to stir up trouble, he shouldn't have used such hooligan tactics; he should have just attacked Fifth Brother directly."

Li Li Banfeng said: "This person's actions are unreasonable; there must be some hidden reason."

The previous grudges were temporarily settled, and Ma Wu also sobered up a bit: "Old Seventh is right. We have to find this person."

Qin Qin Tianjiu raised his wine glass: "Two brothers, leave this matter to me."

Li Li Banfeng stayed at Xiaoyao Wu for two days. Calculating that the time was about right, he went to Ye Ye Songqiao.

He had ordered a batch of furniture from Xiao Yeci, and Xiao Yeci had indeed finished the work: "Benefactor, should this furniture be sent to the train station?"

Li Li Banfeng had ordered furniture for the train, and Xiao Yeci thought it was for a special train.

"No need. Just send it all to my house."

Before delivering the goods, Li Li Banfeng gave the workers at home a month's vacation.

The butler was a bit confused: "Seventh Master, you just gave them a month off a while ago."

Li Li Banfeng said: "I think a month is a bit short. Give them another month. Go to the accounting office to collect their travel expenses and wages."

At Li Li Banfeng's mansion, workers on vacation received wages, travel expenses, and an extra sum of money to take home to buy good things for their families.

After sending all the workers away, Li Li Banfeng collected the furniture and began moving it into his house.

Furniture for twenty carriages looked like a lot, but there were many capable people at home. In less than an hour, it was all moved into the Leaving Suishenju.

Li Li Banfeng put his heart into arranging it—moving tables, carrying chairs, placing screens—the layout of each carriage was different.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan and Hua Jiuer went out to the street and bought a whole pile of household goods—pots, bowls, ladles, and basins; brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones; knives, forks, chopsticks, and spoons; pillows, blankets, curtains, and screens.

After the furniture and assets were all arranged properly, Li Li Banfeng stood in the Leaving Suishenju, walking from room to room. The further he walked, the more cheerful he felt.

He walked back and forth hundreds of times. Every time he walked, he felt not only joy but also a bit of regret.

The sixth room was missing a wine pot, the eighth room was missing a brush rack, the sixteenth room was missing a stool, the twenty-eighth room was missing a vase—no matter where something was missing,

Li Li Banfeng would immediately go to the street to buy it. He ran back and forth like this, trip after trip, and he never tired of it.

He ran until late at night, and the shops on the street were all closed, but Li Li Banfeng lay in bed and still couldn't sleep.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan said: "My precious husband, do you have something on your mind?"

Li Li Banfeng nodded and said: "I have my eye on a tea set, celadon, it would look especially good in our main room."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan yawned and said: "My precious husband, let's stop messing around. What time is it? Hurry up and sleep."

"Wife, I really think it looks good!"

"Anything my husband likes is definitely good. We'll go buy it first thing tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Li Li Banfeng woke up before five o'clock. He wanted to buy the tea set.

Usually, when he wasn't setting things up, he wouldn't think about it, but once he started, Li Li Banfeng couldn't let it go. He had been thinking about this tea set for the whole night.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan rubbed her eyes and said: "Husband, at this hour, which porcelain shop is open? Can't you sleep a bit more?"

Li Li Banfeng couldn't sleep at all, so he called Xiang Xiang Hongying out to practice techniques.

Xiang Xiang Hongying didn't care about the furnishings at home; as long as they could be used, it was fine.

But when it came to practicing techniques, Xiang Xiang Hongying wasn't sleepy anymore.

The two stood face to face in the courtyard. Li Li Banfeng lifted one foot.

Seeing his stance, Xiang Xiang Hongying laughed: "Are you going to practice 'Trampling Wan Chuan'? Fine, I like this one too."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan was a bit worried: "Why practice this? This technique is too easy to hurt people!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying laughed: "Zhao Xiaowan, don't be afraid. Even though Seventh Brother's cultivation is high, he still can't hurt me relying solely on the techniques of the Dao of Traveling."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan said angrily: "Who cares if he hurts you? I'm afraid you'll hurt my husband!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying got ready: "Seventh Brother, come on. I'll let you move first. If you can hurt me, it's your ability!"

Li Li Banfeng, carrying the "Kind Heart of a House Spirit," stepped out with "Trampling Wan Chuan."

This step wasn't accurate; it was quite a distance from Xiang Xiang Hongying.

Xiang Xiang Hongying shook her head: "Seventh Brother, you're looking down on me too much. If we practice like this, it's no fun. I won't show you such mercy."

Li Li Banfeng took a few steps back: "You come!"

"Good!" Xiang Xiang Hongying gave a ferocious smile, took a step forward, and then stood still.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan was stunned; she walked up and patted Xiang Xiang Hongying's face.

Bang! Bang!

The smile was still there, but Xiang Xiang Hongying's face was crisp and hard as stone.

Jiu'er was stunned: "Zhao Xiaowan, did you knock on her gun barrel?"

Before she could finish speaking, Xiang Xiang Hongying's body trembled. She took a deep breath and coughed several times.

She could move again. She looked at Li Li Banfeng in horror and asked: "Seventh Brother, what technique did you use just now?"

This was a new technique; Li Li Banfeng had relied on this technique to freeze Shan Chengjun.

Using "Trampling Wan Chuan" together with "Kind Heart of a House Spirit" would freeze the opponent.

The opponent wouldn't freeze immediately; they would freeze after taking one step.

The freezing time wasn't long; according to Li Li Banfeng's estimation, it was about ten seconds or so.

Xiang Xiang Hongying's body had just become very solid; if he hit her hard, it seemed unlikely to have much effect.

But during those ten seconds, she couldn't move at all, and there were many things that could be done.

Xiang Xiang Hongying was very envious. She grabbed Li Li Banfeng's hand and said: "Seventh Brother, just tell me—how is 'Trampling Wan Chuan' used?"

Li Li Banfeng gave a profound smile: "This isn't 'Trampling Wan Chuan'; this is a technique of the Dao of Madness—'Self-Imposed Isolation'."

The name was made up on the spot by Li Li Banfeng. The Judge's Pen snorted: "'Self-Imposed Isolation' doesn't mean that either."

Xiang Xiang Hongying couldn't understand this technique, and even less could she understand what kind of sect the Dao of Madness was.

The two practiced for a whole morning. Li Li Banfeng practiced the technique until he was proficient, but Xiang Xiang Hongying still couldn't figure out the gist of it.

Returning to the Leaving Suishenju, Li Li Banfeng poured a cup of tea with a celadon teapot. While drinking, he explained to Xiang Xiang Hongying: "If you want to learn 'Self-Imposed Isolation', you have to know the techniques of the Dao of Residential Cultivation. It's too late for you to enter the Dao of Residential Cultivation now."

Xiang Xiang Hongying was unconvinced: "What kind of Residential Cultivation technique is that? That's clearly 'Trampling Wan Chuan'. Just teach it to me! Everything I know, I'll teach to you!"

Li Li Banfeng didn't know how to explain it to Xiang Xiang Hongying: "Drink a cup of tea first and listen to me slowly."

He put down the teacup and went to get the teapot to pour tea for Xiang Xiang Hongying, but found the teapot was gone.

"Where's the teapot?"

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan was stunned: "What teapot?"

Li Li Banfeng pointed to the table: "The celadon teapot, it was just sitting on the table."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan remembered: "That tea set hasn't been bought yet. I'll go to the street with Jiu'er to buy it in a while."

"Not bought? Then the teacup I just—" Li Li Banfeng looked at the table; the teacup he had just used to drink tea was also gone.

Li Li Banfeng licked his lips; the tea was still on his lips.

He looked at Xiang Xiang Hongying: "I just drank tea, did you see it?"

Xiang Xiang Hongying was stunned for a long time: "Seems like you did."

Li Li Banfeng said in shock: "Without a teacup, what did I use to drink the tea?"

PS: The key is, where did that tea come from?