These things are just a token of thanks for Uncle Master.

Xiao Ruobai's mouth twitched. Forcing back a smile, he deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Uncle-Master Shi, your 'greeting gift'... is truly unique!"

Fang Hanyu silently turned his face away, his shoulders shaking imperceptibly. A trace of helplessness and amusement also flashed through Ling Xi's cold eyes.

Xuanyangzi watched from the side, dumbfounded. Only then did he realize what was going on. Pointing at Shi Wanshan, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Old Shi, you actually robbed a junior's belongings?! And... and stripped him until only..."

He couldn't even bring himself to finish the sentence.

Stared at by the crowd, Shi Wanshan felt like looking for a hole to crawl into, his old face burning hotly.

Right at this moment, Fatty Wang, who had been trembling with anger, suddenly took a deep breath, as if forcefully suppressing his fury.

His eyes darted around. He looked at the awkward-looking Shi Wanshan, then secretly glanced at his master, Gu Changge, who was sitting at the head seat with a calm and unruffled expression.

He squeezed out a somewhat stiff but forcefully magnanimous smile on his face, waved his hand at Shi Wanshan, and said in a "sincere" tone:

"U-Uncle-Master Shi, say no more! This junior remembers now! Back then outside the ruins of the Demon Heaven Sect, the situation was chaotic. It is understandable that you took action to stop me! After all, my behavior at the time was indeed a bit rash."

He paused and continued, his tone becoming increasingly "sincere."

"Moreover, although your methods were a bit extreme at the time, when you 'settled' me in the dirt afterwards, you kindly placed a concealment restriction on me to protect my safety! This junior has always remembered this favor!"

The more Fatty Wang spoke, the darker Shi Wanshan's face became. These words sounded like they were giving him a way out, but no matter how he listened, it felt like he was being repeatedly flogged!

Especially the words "stop" and "settled," which made his old face burn with shame.

"As for this Heaven-Flipping Seal and the other things..."

Fatty Wang waved his large hand, putting on an extremely generous appearance.

"Just treat it as this junior's filial respect to you, Uncle-Master! Thank you for your 'teachings' and 'protection' back then! We are all family now. Treat these things as a thank-you gift for Uncle-Master. This junior doesn't want them anymore!"

As his words fell, the entire small courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Ruobai and the other two looked at Fatty Wang with strange expressions. Was this kid... truly magnanimous or retreating to advance?

These words were simply murderous and heart-wrenching!

Xuanyangzi's mouth twitched, forcing himself not to laugh out loud.

Shi Wanshan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his chest heaving violently!

He, a dignified Peak Master of the Qingxuan Sect, an expert in the Saint Realm, was actually having his disgraceful past repeatedly weighed by a junior in front of the Sect Master, his martial brothers, and other juniors, using such a "sincere" tone, only to end with a "filial respect to you, I don't want them anymore"!

This was even more unbearable than pointing at his nose and cursing him!

If he really accepted them, how could he, Shi Wanshan, ever show his face in the sect again?!

"Bullshit!"

Shi Wanshan suddenly roared, his face red and his neck thick. He grabbed the Heaven-Flipping Seal and the things he had stripped from the little fatty earlier and shoved them back into Fatty Wang's arms. His rough movements almost made Fatty Wang stumble.

"Am I... Is your Uncle-Master the kind of person who covets a junior's belongings?!"

His voice was like thunder, trying to cover up his embarrassment with volume. "Back then... that was a matter of expediency! I was temporarily keeping them safe! Now, they are returned to their rightful owner!"

Looking at Fatty Wang's "ignorant and innocent" eyes, he only felt an evil fire rushing up, feeling suffocated to death.

He suddenly pulled out several jade bottles radiating with precious light and a suit of armor exuding compelling spiritual energy, stuffing them all into Fatty Wang's hands:

"Take it! This Heaven-Flipping Seal was originally yours! These are the greeting gifts your Uncle-Master is making up to you! Double... No! Triple compensation! However much your Uncle-Master took from you back then, I am paying you back in multiples! If you dare to refuse again, your Uncle-Master will get angry!"

He almost roared as he finished speaking, then glared fiercely at Fatty Wang. That look seemed to say: Kid, just try not accepting it?!

Fatty Wang shrank his neck from the roar. Holding a pile of treasures in his arms, his face revealed a troubled and reluctant expression as he muttered softly, "How can I accept this... making Uncle-Master spend so much..."

But he held them tightly, showing no intention of returning them.

Xuanyangzi finally couldn't hold back and burst into loud laughter. Xiao Ruobai and the others also couldn't help but smile.

Gu Changge watched this farce from the stage, the faint smile on his lips deepening a little.

Looking at Fatty Wang's appearance, Shi Wanshan snorted angrily and turned his face away, but he felt inexplicably relieved in his heart. This embarrassing matter was finally settled with treasures!

It was just the price... it hurt his flesh!

This little fatty looked honest and simple, but if you cut his heart open, it would definitely be black!

While thinking this, in order to ease his embarrassment, Shi Wanshan loudly changed the subject:

"Hahaha! Alright, alright! It was all a misunderstanding! It's good that we cleared it up! A family doesn't speak two different languages!"

He patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder forcefully, making Fatty Wang bare his teeth. Squeezing out a bright smile on his face, he said to Gu Changge and Xuanyangzi:

"Sect Master! Junior Brother! It's rare for Purple Bamboo Peak to add a new member. This is a great joyous occasion! What does it look like just standing around talking? We must celebrate properly!"

The word "celebrate" was like a thunderclap. Behind the spiritual field, Lao Huang, who had just finished farming, carefully poked out a huge bull head, preparing to see the new disciple his Lord had taken in.

Suddenly feeling an inexplicable pain in his back, he abruptly retracted his huge bull head and crouched low with lightning speed. He wished he could shrink his entire massive body into the soil of the spiritual field and disappear, frantically chanting in his heart: "You can't see me... You can't see me!"

Hearing Shi Wanshan's words, Xuanyangzi's eyes immediately lit up. He subconsciously licked his lips, as if recalling some peerless delicacy, and quickly clapped his hands and laughed: "Great! Great! Old Shi is right! Such a joyous occasion must be celebrated properly!"

Even the usually aloof Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and Ling Xi had a trace of imperceptible anticipation flash through their eyes upon hearing this.

Fatty Wang, who had just made a fortune, was a bit bewildered by this sudden enthusiastic atmosphere. Holding an armful of treasures, his small eyes blinked.

He muttered in his heart: What is the celebration they are talking about? It actually makes everyone look forward to it so much, even Third Senior Sister's eyes lit up...

Gu Changge, sitting at the head seat, swept his gaze over the disciples and senior brothers below with their different expressions. The faint smile on his lips deepened a little. He nodded slightly and said in a peaceful voice: "Very well. Taking in a new disciple is indeed something worth celebrating."

He pondered for a moment, as if thinking about a menu, his fingertips unconsciously tapping on the armrest of his chair.

"Hmm... The tenderloin of that Seven-Colored Elk from last time was tender and juicy, and the auspicious essence it contained was quite beneficial for solidifying one's foundation. The hind legs of that Lightning Rabbit were perfectly marbled, carrying a trace of thunder spiritual energy, chewy, and the taste was acceptable."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to have made a decision.

"Let's go with them."

Meanwhile, deep in the back mountain of Purple Bamboo Peak.

The elk, leisurely grazing on spirit grass with a seven-colored radiance flowing across its body, and the rabbit, darting rapidly through the underbrush with tiny sparks of lightning crackling around it, almost simultaneously felt a sudden chill somewhere on their bodies, like the gentle brush of a passing breeze.