174 You Can't Run Away, My Disciple

"Dad! Dad!!!" Qiao Hu shouted and joyously darted through the doors.

A slight smile turned up on Qiao Mu's face as she watched the boy excitedly dash inside.

Inside the courtyard, a flowery fragrance assailed people's senses.

Mother was sitting in front of the stone table with Younger Sis in her lap. She turned to them with a happy smile.

Father and Second Uncle put down their teacup and stood up to turn to them.

'This life…'

'…is completely different! Everything will change!'

She treaded through mountains of corpses and pools of blood and returned from hell, wishing for nothing more than a peaceful and smooth life and the safety of her family…

"Hahahahaha! My son is a mystic cultivator!!!" Second Uncle broke into unbridled laughter.

"Little guy, amazing!" Qiao Zhongbang patted Qiao Hu's head with a grin. "You're great! You mustn't slack off in the future and work hard from now on! Our Qiao Family's fate will depend on you children!"

Mother happily set Xiao Lin'er down and said, "Second Brother, today's a jubilant day. Sit and chat. I'll go to the kitchen and add some dishes for dinner. Let's all have a festive meal!"

"Sister, celebrate! Eet peach!" Xiao Lin'er waddled to Qiao Mu's side and forcefully tugged her sister's dress.

Qiao Mu could not help but laugh and looked down to pat her head. Then, she picked her up. "I don't have peaches, but I have other yummy food. Do you want it?"

~~~the section break of foodies~~~

The main hall of the City Lord's Estate:

Gu Qingfeng raised his wine cup and said with a smile, "Today, the Mystic Cultivator Association and the three sects are all gathered together. Allow this city lord to salute everyone with a drink first. In extraordinary times like this, the wine and meal are lacking, please forgive me for being a bad host!"

"You're too polite, City Lord." The middle-aged man sitting in the Heavenly Dao Sect's seat lifted his wine cup and faintly nodded toward Gu Qingfeng.

"Currently, mutated corpse monsters have emerged everywhere, so the common people in every city and town are all leading hard lives. It's already an extreme extravagance for us to be able to enjoy vegetables, meat, and wine," a mentor from the Mystic Cultivator Association commented with a sigh.

Gu Qingfeng nodded and raised his cup again to respectfully say, "Thank you, mentors, for helping the children inside the city to trigger their mystic meridians today. I especially have to thank Peak Master Murong for successfully helping four youths to trigger their meridians!"

If it were not for the fact that Murong Xun could not help more than four people trigger their mystic meridians at a time, he really wanted to have her help all the children under 15 in the city to trigger their meridians!

"Mentor Murong is truly a respected person of my generation." The three mentors from the Mystic Cultivator Association all turned to look at Murong Xun with reverent gazes.

Murong Xun could only help four students trigger their mystic meridians at most each time and could not help any more children for at least half a month. Even so, this type of success rate and terrifying speed of generating mystic cultivators still elicited great reverence from people.

Murong Xun swirled her wine cup and smiled at the city lord. "City Lord is very grateful toward me?"

"Of course!" Gu Qingfeng nodded toward Murong Xun with admiration. "Peak Master Murong is the undeniable exemplary mentor, so how can people not respect and thank you?"

"Then please help this peak master find someone." Murong Xun carelessly tossed a rolled up portrait scroll toward Gu Qingfeng. "The person in the portrait is my disciple. She might look stoic and icy and unapproachable, but she's actually very naughty. A second of inattention and she ran off without a trace. So this peak master will have to trouble City Lord to help and return her to me!"

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