Let's play a tense game of Backgammon.

The weather had already turned cool. Looking at the sky, there were many clouds, the west wind was tight, and it seemed that it would snow before long.

...Luckily, Dan Peak was either an immortal or a monster, so the weather didn't really matter. Except for a certain cold-blooded creature who would be affected by the temperature. When the temperature dropped, she would always feel a little sleepy.

In the living room, Long Qiqi sat at one end of the long bench, wrapped in a blanket, holding a book about medicinal materials and reading it.

As she read, she felt a little sleepy and yawned. She also felt uncomfortable sitting on the wooden chair and said, "It would be so much better if this chair was soft. I could lie on it and sleep, it must be very comfortable."

Li Shiyin was sitting at the other end of the long bench reading a book. Hearing her words, she looked at Chasing the Wind who was playing with his tail on the floor.

"The chairs in the living room were originally soft. Master called them sofas. They were very comfortable chairs, but someone took them apart..." she said faintly, "It just happened to be the day you came to Dan Peak."

Long Qiqi narrowed her eyes to look at the villain Chasing the Wind.

Chasing the Wind suddenly felt a chill. Coming back from his reverie, he looked back at Long Qiqi and saw her murderous gaze. He hurriedly smiled and said, "I didn't know better when I was little and took it apart to play with."

"Humph!" Long Qiqi was too lazy to bother with this fool. She looked at the book Li Shiyin was reading with great interest. Seeing the three big words on the cover, "Journey to the West," she asked Li Shiyin, "What's that book about? You're reading it so attentively?"

"Ah? What's it about?" Li Shiyin, the poor student, really couldn't say. She thought for a moment and replied, "It tells the story of the Monkey King Sun Wukong fighting monsters and subduing demons, rebelling against heaven."

Fighting monsters and subduing demons? Long Qiqi didn't like the sound of that. After all, she was a monster herself and had been pursued and killed by many human cultivators.

"Creak..."

Just then, Qin Ran pushed the door and came in from outside, bringing in a blast of cold wind that made Long Qiqi shiver violently.

Seeing this, Li Shiyin hurriedly said, "Master, close the door quickly. Look what you did to Qiqi!"

Qin Ran closed the door and walked over and said, "You've already cultivated a human form, how can you still be afraid of the cold?"

He joked, "Don't tell me you still need to hibernate!"

Long Qiqi glared at him, too lazy to answer his silly joke.

Seeing the three little ones being lazy and bored, Qin Ran took out a set of Go pieces and board from his cosmic bag and put them on the coffee table. He said, "Seeing that you guys are bored, come over and I'll teach you to play Go." Chasing the Wind was the most enthusiastic. He eagerly got up, stuck out his tongue, and rushed over to watch with his front paws on Qin Ran's body, looking very eager to learn Go.

But now he was about the size of a buffalo, weighing over a thousand pounds. His ardent enthusiasm was not something ordinary people could enjoy.

"Chasing Wind, get down!" Qin Ran hurriedly shouted.

Little Chasing the Wind stood dejectedly next to Qin Ran, standing several heads taller than the squatting Qin Ran.

Long Qiqi glanced at Chasing the Wind and listlessly asked Qin Ran, "It's not Go, is it?"

"No, it's a very simple game," Qin Ran arranged the board and pieces. The pieces were divided into black and white. "It's called Gobang," he said.

He demonstrated and explained briefly. Even the fool Chasing the Wind quickly learned.

The game was indeed simple. Li Shiyin watched confidently. Her jade-like feet stretched out from the chair and stepped on the wooden floor. She squatted over and sat side by side with Qin Ran, picked up a black piece, and shouted arrogantly, "Master, I'm going to beat you a hundred times."

...Then she lost ten games in three minutes.

"Master..." She pouted, her big eyes blinking pitifully, looking at Qin Ran in distress.

Qin Ran couldn't stand her act of playing cute after losing. He resigned, stood up, shook his head and said, "You guys play, I have to go to Master Peak for a bit."

Long Qiqi, curled up in the chair like a snake cocoon, took the black pieces and told Li Shiyin to take Qin Ran's white pieces to play against her.

Hearing this, she asked, "What are you going to Master Peak for?"

"To buy some seeds, lotus seeds, aquatic plant seeds, fish fry, or some spiritual herbs suitable for growing in water," Qin Ran replied, watching them play Go and occasionally pointing out moves to Li Shiyin.

"Master, you can buy koi. When they become spirits in the future, they can also cross the Dragon Gate," Li Shiyin laughed and shifted over to squat in front of Qin Ran to make way for Long Qiqi.

Long Qiqi seemed to ask casually, "Are you going to buy seeds from a stall or get them from Butler Hall?"

"Go to the stalls first..." Qin Ran said. He didn't really want everything to be visible to the Dao Sword Sect's senior management, "If I can't buy them, then I'll go to Butler Hall."

"That would take a long time, wouldn't it?" Long Qiqi played Go with Li Shiyin.

Qin Ran casually took Li Shiyin's hair and played with it in his hand, replying, "It won't take too long, dinner won't be too late."

"Oh!" Long Qiqi was relieved. She nodded earnestly, seemingly focused on playing Go, "Then I'll stop worrying."

Qin Ran smiled helplessly, "Look how fat you've become, you're still so greedy!"

Long Qiqi didn't like hearing this. She started making excuses, "We snakes have to prepare for winter and hibernate. We stock up on energy to withstand the severe cold..."

"Shiyin, find time to teach her sword practice and help her lose some weight," Qin Ran said.

Li Shiyin was focused on playing Go. She casually replied, "Got it."

Qin Ran gently pulled her hair and said, "Can you get up now? I have to go."

It turned out that when Li Shiyin had changed positions earlier to squat in front of Qin Ran, she had conveniently sat on Qin Ran's shoes.

"Oh!" Li Shiyin sighed, "Master is really not fun."

Qin Ran went out to Master Peak. Li Shiyin and Long Qiqi played three more games and were crushed every time. Angrily she shouted, "Stupid tiger, you come."

Chasing the Wind thought she was telling him to come play Go with Long Qiqi. He rushed over to squeeze Li Shiyin's spot.

Li Shiyin backhandedly slapped him and scolded, "I'm telling you to come keep me company!"

Since she couldn't beat anyone else, she could only bully Chasing the Wind.

Long Qiqi placed a piece and crawled out from under the blanket to sit on the chair and put on her shoes. She said to Chasing the Wind, "You go, go play with her. A couple of fools well matched."

Muttering some unpleasant words, she put on her shoes and went outside, "I'll go out for some air."

The two fools didn't care why Long Qiqi, who extremely disliked the cold, would suddenly go out. They just pulled out the Go board and fought vigorously.

The one playing white sitting cross-legged on the ground was Li Shiyin, while the one playing black sitting on the ground nearly two meters tall like a mountain was the giant casual ice cream Chasing the Wind. The two were well-matched rivals. They fought intensely until the sky turned dark. The board was filled with black and white pieces yet there was still no winner.

Long Qiqi put on a fur coat with fur plucked from Chasing the Wind's body. Braving the bone-piercing cold in the mountains, she went to the back mountain and sneaked into the fox hole.

She said to Tushan Youyou, "It's time."

Tushan Youyou put down his pencil for advanced math calculations. He looked back and asked, "Did Qin Ran go out?"

"He won't be back for a while."

There was a cold flash in Tushan Youyou's eyes. He nodded and said, "We've finally got this chance."

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