After listening to the elder's story, Chen Ye was filled with emotion.

The experiences of the Cold Flame Cultivator were just a microcosm of the loose cultivators in the Peach Mountain District...

The Wei Family really had some tricks, taking advantage of the situation to make a fortune during the disaster.

Just as he was about to leave, he felt Qing Jun tugging at his sleeve, her little finger pointing eagerly at a big, round spiritual peach on the stall, "Master, Qing Jun wants to eat that one..."

Seeing her greedy look, Chen Ye chuckled to himself, then said to the elder, "Old man, give me five pounds of spiritual peaches."

"Sure thing!"

Upon hearing this, the elder was overjoyed, and skillfully packed five pounds of spiritual peaches for him, even adding two extra.

The Peach Mountain District is known for its spiritual peaches, with vendors everywhere, creating fierce competition among the peach farmers who rarely get any business.

In the past, merchants would come to buy the peaches and resell them throughout the Yan Kingdom, but now, that route has been monopolized by the major families...

Chen Ye took the heavy cloth bag, but before he could say anything, Qing Jun had already quickly picked out the biggest and reddest one from the bag, hugging it tightly like a little animal guarding its food, proudly raising her chin at her master and senior sister:

"The best and biggest peach belongs to Qing Jun!"

Zhiwei's gaze also fell on the bag, picking out another large, red spiritual peach, although it was slightly inferior to Qing Jun's peach.

Seeing this, Qing Jun happily hugged her peach and moved in front of her senior sister, boasting, "Hehe, senior sister, your peach isn't as good as mine!"

Zhiwei remained silent, simply extending her fair little hand as a faint light blue spiritual light swirled around her fingertips.

In the next moment, a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air, washing the spiritual peach clean, making it appear even more temptingly red.

Qing Jun's eyes lit up, mimicking her senior sister by summoning a weak spiritual power within her body, clumsily using a crooked stream of water to wash the large peach in her arms clean as well.

She could no longer hold back, eagerly opening her mouth wide to take a big bite out of the succulent fruit.

The sweet juice instantly burst in her mouth, causing the little girl to squint in happiness, but in the next moment, her half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open:

"Senior sister???"

She saw her senior sister holding the peach with both hands, taking small steps to her master, respectfully offering it to him, her voice calm, "Master, please have it first."

At that instant, Qing Jun felt the peach in her mouth lost its fragrance and sweetness, and even became a little... sour.

"How annoying..."

The little girl grumbled, swallowing the peach flesh in her mouth and staring intently at the spiritual peach in her hands.

What a strange feeling!

Why... did she feel like her senior sister had secretly ambushed her?

Yes, a sneak attack!

Chen Ye found Qing Jun's stunned expression amusing. Wasn't it because the girl saw Zhiwei wash the peach for him, but not for Qing Jun, that she got jealous?

After all, the relationship between these two disciples is the best in the world!

Chen Ye first accepted the peach from Zhiwei, casually praising, "Zhiwei is so obedient, truly worthy of being my disciple."

The little girl pouted deeply, clearly unhappy.

Seeing this, Chen Ye helplessly pinched Qing Jun's puffed-up cheeks.

"Alright, don't be mad." He said softly, "I'll share half of the senior sister's peach with you."

"No way! Qing Jun wants the whole thing!"

To everyone's surprise, the little girl boldly declared her desire to snatch the peach from Chen Ye's hands.

Chen Ye was startled and quickly pressed Qing Jun's head with one hand, frowning, "Qing Jun, this..."

He didn't expect Qing Jun to be so possessive of Zhiwei?

Couldn't stand her senior sister being good to her master!

Chen Ye was about to speak, preparing to use his master's authority to teach a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Qing Jun really took advantage of his unpreparedness and snatched the big, red spiritual peach from his hand, hugging it tightly to her chest.

"Qing Jun!" Chen Ye frowned.

The little girl blinked her red eyes, like a little animal presenting a treasure, once again held up the peach high:

"This is now Qing Jun's peach, it's mine, and I will give it to Master!"

"This..."

Chen Ye was completely dumbfounded, unable to understand the little girl's logic.

What does this mean?

The older girl seemed to have a colder look on her face, "Qing Jun, that's your senior sister's peach... if you want to give it to Master, why not just get another one?"

"No way!"

The little girl put her hands on her hips, puffed up with defiance.

Chen Ye and Zhiwei weren't angry, but rather, she felt aggrieved all by herself, her eyes red as if she was about to cry.

In the end, Zhiwei felt sorry for her junior sister, sighed, and picked out another peach, "Then let me wash another one for Master..."

"No way!!"

Qing Jun furrowed her soft brows, righteously declaring,

"Master's stomach is very small, only enough for one peach! If he eats Qing Jun's peach, he won't be able to eat senior sister's peach!"

"He can eat more." The older disciple said with a blank expression, nearly crushing the peach in her hand.

"He can't eat more!" The younger disciple swallowed nervously, insisting.

"So..."

Both disciples raised their little faces, their eyes fixed on their master,

"Master, can you eat more?"

Chen Ye's hairs stood on end.

Whether he could eat it or not, he wasn't sure, but he definitely couldn't handle it.

"This... ahaha, can Master eat it or not? This question requires careful consideration. For example, how big is Master's stomach and how big is the peach..."

Chen Ye avoided the subject, finally slapping his forehead,

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