258: Chapter 258 The people with the surname Xiao are terrifying!

Gu Changge glanced at Xuan Yangzi, a corner of his mouth curving upwards: "One month of quiet cultivation is enough.

That tomb will be perfect for them to practice, and it will save them from having too much energy with nowhere to vent it at home!"

Xuan Yangzi sighed helplessly after a long moment, already planning how to clean up the mess after these boys caused trouble.

A rich and lively celebration banquet finally concluded amidst Xuan Yangzi's complicated feelings, Old Huang's gratitude, Shi Wanshan's heartache, and Wang Xiaopang's "full harvest."

After the meal, Xiao Ruobai smiled and patted Wang Xiaopang, who was still diligently "digesting" and radiating Spiritual Qi: "Little Fatty, let's go, Senior Brother will take you to choose a place to build your residence."

Wang Xiaopang's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded: "Okay, okay! Thank you, Senior Brother!"

He just needed to move around to alleviate the surging Spiritual Qi within him.

Xiao Ruobai led Wang Xiaopang to an empty space next to his own bamboo house, which was robust in style but at least structurally sound, and stopped.

"Little Fatty, what do you think of this place? It's next to Senior Brother, so it's convenient to look after you if anything happens," Xiao Ruobai enthusiastically introduced.

Wang Xiaopang looked at the empty space, backed by green bamboo, facing a Spiritual Pond, with Spiritual Qi swirling around.

It was indeed a good place, and he quickly nodded: "Good, good, good! Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"We're brothers, no need to be polite! Come, Senior Brother will help you, it'll be done quickly!"

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and started working.

However, the subsequent process made Wang Xiaopang's eyelids twitch.

Xiao Ruobai's movements were still broad and sweeping, but they clearly showed a hint of... unfamiliarity.

In just a moment, a bamboo house, even more robust than Xiao Ruobai's own, and even looking somewhat rickety, "stood" erect.

The gaps in the walls were large enough for wind to blow through, the roof was uneven in thickness, and the doors and windows creaked.

Wang Xiaopang looked at this "new home" in front of him, which seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind, then turned to look at Senior Brother's bamboo house next to it, which, though robust in style, was at least structurally stable and clearly built with care.

His small eyes blinked repeatedly, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"How could Senior Brother's house-building skills have deteriorated so severely? The difference is too great!"

Xiao Ruobai looked at his latest "masterpiece" and then at Junior Martial Brother's hesitant and ineffable expression, a rare awkward, honest smile appearing on his face.

He scratched his head and explained:

"Cough... Oh, well... Little Fatty, you see, I haven't built a house with my own hands in a long time, so I'm a bit rusty, hehe... rusty..."

He vigorously patted one of the most unstable-looking pillars, trying to prove its reliability: "But don't worry! It's absolutely sturdy! Liveable! Senior Brother guarantees you, it definitely won't collapse! You have to trust my craftsmanship!"

Wang Xiaopang: "..."

He looked at Senior Brother's confident but somewhat lacking-in-conviction demeanor, and then at the bamboo house that creaked loudly with every gust of wind, his sense of security instantly plummeting to freezing point.

This stark contrast made him involuntarily recall the exquisite and charming, Spiritual Qi-filled courtyard from yesterday... a huge psychological gap struck him again.

Wang Xiaopang's face was mournful, and he let out a silent, even more desperate cry in his heart:

"Is it still too late to regret now?!"

During a break, Xiao Ruobai's expression turned serious, and he said to Wang Xiaopang: "Little Fatty, since you've joined Zizhu Peak, there are some rules that Senior Brother must tell you.

These were established by Revered Master, and they are the fundamental principles for our Zizhu Peak's existence."

Wang Xiaopang immediately sat up straight, his small face solemn: "Senior Brother, please speak! Junior Brother will definitely remember them!"

As Xiao Ruobai explained the rules one by one, Wang Xiaopang's eyes widened, and his mind quickly processed the information.

He thought of his previous troublemaking behavior; these rules were practically tailor-made for him!

He felt they perfectly suited his fear of death... ah no, his pursuit of a steady nature!

He couldn't help but slap his thigh and exclaim in a low voice: "Brilliant! Senior Brother! These rules are so professional! No wonder our Zizhu Peak is so... stable!"

Especially when he heard Senior Brother solemnly emphasize the need to avoid people with certain surnames, particularly those containing 'Xiao,' Wang Xiaopang suddenly shuddered, and his small eyes instantly gleamed with sudden enlightenment!

His mind immediately conjured up Senior Brother Xiao's valiant figure, like a god of war, and the miserable fates of the Demon Heaven Sect, Blood Soul Sect, and even the arrogant Glazed Holy Land who had previously provoked Senior Brother... "Hiss—!"

Wang Xiaopang gasped, his chubby face filled with lingering fear and deep approval, nodding his head like a chick pecking at rice: "I understand! Senior Brother! I understand! This rule... Revered Master is absolutely right! It must be obeyed! Strictly enforced!"

He secretly muttered to himself: People with the surname Xiao are terrifying! Cannot be provoked, absolutely cannot be provoked! Where are these rules from Revered Master? These are clearly survival guidelines summarized from bloody lessons!

At this moment, Wang Xiaopang's sense of identification with Zizhu Peak's "steady flow" survival Law reached an unprecedented height.

In the early morning, Zizhu Peak was still shrouded in a thin Spiritual Mist.

Wang Xiaopang was already busy in front of his drafty bamboo house.

He held a newly cut Spiritual Bamboo, his butt sticking out, trying to wedge it into a light- Light transmission wall crack, his chubby face full of concentration, with fine sweat on his forehead.

"Crack..." The bamboo wasn't securely wedged and slipped out again.

Wang Xiaopang sighed, wiped his sweat, and murmured: "Senior Brother's craftsmanship, sigh, I still have to rely on myself..."

Just then, Xiao Ruobai's smiling voice came from behind him: "Little Fatty, so diligent? You're already up early to repair your Immortal Cave?"

Wang Xiaopang jumped in surprise, and the bamboo in his hand clattered to the ground.

He hastily turned around and saw Xiao Ruobai standing not far away, a mischievous smile on his face.

Wang Xiaopang's chubby face flushed, and he awkwardly rubbed his hands, stammering an explanation:

"Ah, good morning, Senior Brother! I, I just think this house is, well... very well ventilated! Yes, good ventilation! Spiritual Qi flows smoothly! Absolutely, absolutely not because I'm worried it's not sturdy! I definitely trust Senior Brother's craftsmanship!"

His voice grew softer with each word, and his eyes darted around, clearly lacking confidence.

Xiao Ruobai looked at his attempt to cover up and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

He was about to tease him a bit more when he saw Gu Changge standing at the courtyard entrance at some unknown point, with Fang Hanyu and Ling Xi standing quietly beside him.

Gu Changge's gaze lightly swept over the half-repaired bamboo in Wang Xiaopang's hand and his slightly disheveled appearance, but he said nothing more, only stating calmly: "Come over, all of you."

The few of them quickly responded and walked over.

Upon arriving, Wang Xiaopang secretly glanced at Revered Master and his two Senior Brother and Senior Sister, feeling a little nervous in his heart: Calling everyone over so early, could it be that his house repairs were too noisy and disturbed Revered Master?

Gu Changge's gaze swept over the four of them, finally resting on Wang Xiaopang for a moment before he spoke indifferently:

"Late Stage Cave Heaven Realm, your Aptitude is decent; among those of the same Realm outside, it's considered good."

Wang Xiaopang was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Gu Changge's tone shift:

"However, your Foundation is unstable, and there are many points of stagnation in the circulation of your Spiritual Qi.

It's clear you were too eager for quick success, failing to thoroughly refine each Realm to Perfection, making your Foundation somewhat weak."

These words were like a gentle warning bell, ringing in Wang Xiaopang's heart, instantly making him tense up.

"Ma-Revered Master..." Wang Xiaopang quickly straightened his body, a nervous and ashamed expression appearing on his chubby face.

He understood that Revered Master's standards were clearly far beyond what was common outside.

Four chapters today!