At Yuqing Temple.
Yun Qi sat on a bench in the backyard, with her master, Taoist Wu You, sitting beside her.
"Master, it's all your fault." Little Dumpling was munching on a freshly cooked tender corn, leisurely swinging his little legs.
"Hm? What does this have to do with me?"
"Master's spiritual magic is pretty weak, so of course, I'm weak in that aspect too. If I don't blame you, who else should I blame?"
"Oh, if that's the case, your demon-exterminating skills are so impressive because of a good master, yet your skills are clearly better than mine."
"That's because Qi surpasses the master. In terms of spiritual magic, master was inherently poor; I haven't even opened my senses."
"Let's not bring up such sad topics anymore."
The master and disciple joked around for a while before heading to the Library to consult some materials.
Senior Brother Qingfeng also came to help.
