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386-390

Within seconds, the crowd climbed down the wall, muttering and groaning under their breaths. They disappeared back to their training ground.

"And you!" Lonemoon turned to glare at a certain foodie. "Do you have to eat in the yard? Why can't you eat in your own room!" You're distracting our soldiers!

Shen Ying scooped another spoonful of rice as she replied, "The table in the room is too small – it can't fit all of my dishes."

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Lonemoon looked at the table full of food and pursed his lips. There was no way he could answer to that.

"Master, please do not worry," Yun Heng said as he grinned. "They're just beginning to abstain from grain and therefore are not used to it. As time goes by, they will be used to it."

That's all Lonemoon could hope for.

A few days later, the people who climbed the wall and drooled at Shen Ying's food lessened. They no longer wanted to observe. Instead, they began to ask more questions.

"Master Shen, I heard that your cultivation is different from ours."

"Master Shen, I heard that you don't have to abstain from grain?"

"Master Shen, I heard that you were the one who imparted your skills to Master Si Yu and the others!"

"Master Shen, when will you be free to teach us a thing or two?"

"Master Shen, do you think my body type is suitable for learning your cultivation? The kind that does not require me to abstain from grain?"

Yi Qing: "..."

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Shen Ying, "..."

Lonemoon, "..."

Lonemoon's heart sank. He could almost smell a second Invincible Sect forming.

He suddenly felt the urge to fire the person who was breaking the harmony in the sect.

"Heh, well..." Yun Heng laughed nervously. He quickly changed the topic. "Oh yes, Fellow Daoist Yi Qing, you called us over here in such a hurry. What's the matter?"

It was then that Yi Qing recalled that there was business to tend to. He turned to face Song Ren, who was looking at Yun Heng suspiciously. He raised his hand and conjured a spell, causing his silhouette to materialize a little bit more. "Yun Heng, have you ever met him?"

Yun Heng hesitated, not understanding what Yi Qing was saying. Yet, he looked scanned Song Ren from head to toe. A moment later, he turned back to Yi Qing and shook his head. "I have never met this brother."

"Who is your brother!" Song Ren immediately retorted. He tutted, "Don't act chummy with me."

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Yun Heng started. This was the first time he was meeting such a rude man. Of course, he replied patiently, "I'm sorry – I was rude. But..." He turned back to face Yi Qing, saying, "Indeed, I have never met him. Why did Fellow Daoist Yi Qing ask this question?"

"You really haven't met me?" Song Ren scanned him from head to toe suspiciously, his face unable to hide the contempt he was feeling.

"I really haven't." Yun Heng nodded.

"You're not lying, are you?" The suspicion in Song Ren's tone intensified. He turned to face Yi Qing. "Exalted Immortal, these Mystic immortals are the best at acting like they have not done anything wrong. Don't believe him so easily."

"Well..." Yun Heng said innocently. In a good-hearted tone, he said, "Fellow Daoist, I have been in seclusion for tens of years. This is my first time on the outside. I really do not know who you are."