Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 320 The Seven-Day Term

After seeing Shen Zui and his group off, the main hall fell silent. Su Wan picked up the slightly cooled tea, took a sip, and gazed at the clear sky outside the hall.

"Seven days..." she repeated softly.

Chen Anran stood beside her, also looking out of the hall: "Seven days is enough for a lot to happen, and enough to see many people clearly."

Su Wan placed the teacup back on the table, the porcelain making a very soft "tap" as it touched the wooden surface. She stood up and walked to the window.

The morning light was strong, casting a long, slanted shadow of the old locust tree outside.

"These next seven days will likely be anything but peaceful."

Chen Anran walked to Su Wan's side. "What are you worried about, Senior Sister?"

Su Wan gently shook her head, her lips still bearing that gentle smile, but her eyes held a deeper depth: "It's not worry, it's... a premonition. These days have been too quiet, unusually quiet. Now this commotion feels like the storm that was finally coming."

She turned around, her gaze lingering on Chen Anran's face for a moment: "Anran, be careful these days. I have a feeling that this so-called 'search' is just a pretext. The real storm is yet to come."

Chen Anran nodded: "I understand. Senior Sister, please take good care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."

Su Wan smiled and said, "I know what I'm doing. You go ahead and get busy; I'm going for a walk in the back hills."

Chen Anran watched Su Wan leave the main hall, her white dress gradually disappearing into the morning light, her steps still composed.

He stood alone in the hall for a while, his mind filled with complicated thoughts.

………………

The "undercover" operation at the resort unfolded seemingly calmly.

Just as Shen Zui had promised, the disciples from various sects changed into casual clothes and mingled with the tourists in twos and threes. Some sampled snacks in the food street, some surfed the internet in the internet cafe, some strolled around the cultural and creative shops, and some even signed up for the bamboo forest hiking activity organized by the resort.

On the surface, everything seemed the same as usual.

"Junior brother, look over there."

In the afternoon, Feng Xiaolu pulled Chen Anran to a window on the second floor of Xian Shan Fang and pointed to a young man taking pictures in the square below. "That guy in the gray sweatshirt is Senior Brother Li from Longhu Mountain. I know him. Look at the angle of his photos. He's not taking pictures of the scenery at all. He keeps scanning the crowd around him."

Chen Anran looked in the direction she pointed and indeed saw the young man holding a phone, the camera lens occasionally glancing over densely packed areas of the crowd. He nodded: "Good observation skills."

"And over there," Feng Xiaolu pointed to the entrance of the internet cafe, "those two people wearing matching outfits are also disciples of Longhu Mountain."

Chen Anran chuckled: "As long as they don't disturb the residents, let them be."

Even so, he knew in his heart that these seemingly casual "undercover visits" were actually various factions quietly probing the secrets of the Cloud Hidden Sect. They were not only looking for the so-called Holy Maiden of the Crimson Spirit Sect, but also taking the opportunity to observe the daily operations of the Cloud Hidden Sect, the strength of its disciples, and even its interactions with various forces.

Just then, a commotion arose not far away. Chen Anran and Feng Xiaolu looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was a commotion caused by the children's playground.

Feng Xiaolu asked curiously, "Shall we go take a look?"

"it is good."

Inside the park, facilities that should only be for children to play on are now operating at speeds and scales far exceeding normal levels.

The carousel tumbled up and down, leaving afterimages, while the little train roared along the spiral track. On the trampoline, two young people in casual clothes jumped as high as two stories, only to be gently caught by the transparent light curtain as they landed.

When Chen Anran and Feng Xiaolu arrived, a large number of tourists had already gathered outside the amusement park. Among them were independent cultivators and ordinary people. They were pointing and talking about the area, and many of them were taking pictures with their mobile phones.

The commotion was caused by the children's playground facilities that Jiang Yun and Asheng had modified. Although Jiang Yun had promised to revert the facilities to normal mode, some disciples who were "undercover" had apparently discovered the special features of these facilities. Under the guise of investigation, they reverted them to special mode and began to "experience" them without any scruples.

"Senior Brother Li! You jumped too high!" a young man in a plaid shirt shouted to his companion on the trampoline.

On the trampoline, Senior Brother Li from Longhu Mountain was jumping three or four meters high, only to be gently lifted up by the transparent spiritual energy barrier of the trampoline as he landed. He was clearly having a blast, his face beaming with a childlike smile, completely forgetting that he was on a "covert investigation" mission.

The carousel area was even more extravagant, with two monks dressed in casual clothes riding horses, tracing various difficult arcs in the air and creating gusts of wind. Below, on the miniature train tracks, a third monk was maneuvering a train that tumbled continuously on a spiral track, eliciting gasps of amazement from the surrounding children.

"Mommy! They're flying so high!"

"Daddy, I want to play that too!"

"These older brothers and sisters are so amazing!"

The children's innocent exclamations of praise rose and fell, while many parents looked worried, protecting their children while taking pictures of this "strange sight" with their mobile phones.

Jiang Yun ran out of the park's control room, panting, with A Sheng close behind. Both of them had anxious expressions on their faces.

"Stop! Stop it now!" Jiang Yun shouted at Senior Brother Li on the trampoline.

Senior Brother Li finally snapped out of his excitement, landing lightly on his feet. He scratched his head somewhat sheepishly, "Um... Fellow Daoist Jiang, we just wanted to test the security of these facilities. After all, the Crimson Spirit Sect's Holy Maiden could be hiding anywhere..."

"Does testing security have to be this complicated?" Jiang Yun said irritably, quickly walking to the control panel and starting to operate it.

The carousel and miniature train slowly came to a stop, and the two monks, still somewhat reluctant, got off the rides.

Chen Anran stepped forward, his expression calm but his tone serious: "Fellow Daoists, this is, after all, a children's amusement park, and most of the visitors are ordinary tourists and children. Your 'test' is probably not appropriate."

Upon seeing Chen Anran, Senior Brother Li and the others immediately stopped joking, stood up straight, and hurriedly bowed to apologize.

Chen Anran waved his hand, looked at the gathered tourists, and raised his voice, "Dear tourists, I'm very sorry to have startled you. These are our resort's new stunt performers, testing a new children's theater project. We didn't expect the information to be leaked prematurely. To express our apologies, all children playing in the children's playground today can receive a free ice cream at the playground entrance with their ticket."

These words immediately eased the tense atmosphere considerably. The parents suddenly realized what was going on and began to discuss among themselves:

"So he's a stunt performer!"

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"I knew it! Although this place promotes some kind of 'cultivation culture,' and there are often videos of giant flying birds online, it's all just promotional special effects. There's no real immortality involved!"

"Ice cream? I've heard that the ice cream at Xian Shan Fang is especially delicious!"

The children cheered with joy, having long forgotten the "spectacle" they had just witnessed, and were only thinking about ice cream.

The only onlookers were the regular tourists, locals, and wandering monks who had come here; they all understood what was going on.

Feng Xiaolu secretly gave Chen Anran a thumbs-up and whispered, "Junior brother, you reacted really quickly!"

Chen Anran smiled slightly and turned to the young cultivators: "Since you've come here for a 'secret investigation,' you should act like one. Displaying your cultivation techniques in plain clothes in front of others is putting the cart before the horse."

The young cultivators all looked ashamed, and Senior Brother Li nodded repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist Chen is right, we were inconsiderate."

"But since we're here," Chen Anran's tone softened, "why not let us experience the unique features of our resort? Jiang Yun, why don't you take these fellow Daoists to the side hall? The spiritual energy there is abundant, and the scenery is quite nice."

Jiang Yun understood and immediately replied, "Fellow Daoists, please follow me."

After Jiang Yun and his group left, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Chen Anran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Xiaolu leaned closer, suppressing a laugh: "Junior brother, the way you were so serious when you said they were 'stunt performers' just now actually made sense."

"What else can we do?" Chen Anran shook his head helplessly. "We can't exactly tell them that these people are all cultivators looking for some kind of heretical cult saintess, can we?"

"That's true." Feng Xiaolu stuck out her tongue. "But that Senior Brother Li jumping so high just now really looked like a stunt performance. Do you think Longhu Mountain trains its disciples like that usually?"

"You want to give it a try?" Chen Anran raised an eyebrow at her.

"No way!" Feng Xiaolu quickly waved her hands. "I'm afraid of heights, you know that."

As the two were chatting and laughing, Zhao Mengmeng and Lin Xiaoman also ran over, obviously having heard the commotion.

"Master, what just happened? I heard someone say that there were people performing stunts at the children's amusement park?" Zhao Mengmeng asked curiously.

Lin Xiaoman handed over two ice creams: "Brother Chen, Sister Xiaolu, I just bought some ice cream, do you want some?"

Feng Xiaolu's eyes lit up, and she took one: "Xiaoman is so thoughtful! Junior Brother just said he was going to give ice cream to all the children, and I'm so tempted."

Chen Anran also took one, thanked Lin Xiaoman, and briefly explained the situation.

After listening, Zhao Mengmeng's eyes darted around: "So, those people who do 'undercover investigations' aren't all that serious after all. I thought they were all like the secret agents in the movies, with cold and aloof expressions."

"They're all young people, so it's normal for them to be playful." Chen Anran took a bite of ice cream. "But we still need to remind them of things that need to be reminded, just in case they really cause any trouble."

Then, Chen Anran asked Zhao Mengmeng, "By the way, Chairman Zhao and the others have left?"

Zhao Mengmeng was licking her ice cream in small bites when she heard this, and quickly swallowed it, nodding: "They were sent away this morning. I told my dad that there are a lot of people and things going on here lately, and he was very understanding. He took those bosses back with him and said that they would come back to stay for a few more days after this is over."

Chen Anran hummed in agreement, his gaze sweeping over the children's playground, which was gradually returning to order. Several children had already lined up again, waiting to ride the carousel, which was now running at normal speed. The little incident earlier didn't seem to have dampened their spirits.

"Master," Zhao Mengmeng lowered her voice and leaned closer, "I noticed that not all of those people conducting 'undercover investigations' were really searching seriously. Just now at the souvenir shop, I saw two disciples from the Han family buying a bunch of souvenirs and asking the shop assistant what local specialties they could take back from the mountain."

Feng Xiaolu chuckled: "Searching is official business, bringing back local specialties is private business, so we can do both without any problems."

The four of them strolled back up the mountain while eating ice cream.

As the sun sets, the resort lights gradually come on, signaling the end of another day.

That evening, in the Yunyin Clan's dining hall, Feng Xiaolu vividly recounted the "stunt show" at the children's playground that afternoon, making Zhao Mengmeng and Lin Xiaoman laugh non-stop.

"Senior Brother Li usually seems quite composed, but I never expected him to be so crazy playing on the trampoline!" Feng Xiaolu said, gesturing as she spoke. "You didn't see it, he jumped so high, his hair practically stood on end!"

Zhao Mengmeng laughed so hard she almost fell over: "And then Master said they were stunt performers? Hahaha, Master, you're such a good storyteller!"

Chen Anran shook his head helplessly: "What else can we do? Are we supposed to tell the tourists that elite disciples from various sects in the cultivation world are having a blast in our children's amusement park?"

Wei Qingyi, who had been eating quietly, spoke softly at this moment: "They should have learned their lesson."

"I hope so." Chen Anran picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks. "But this also reminds us that we need to be more careful in the next few days. Young disciples are playful and prone to making mistakes."

Su Wan said gently, "An Ran handled it very well, neither damaging the harmony nor disrupting order." She paused, then looked at everyone, "Everyone should be more careful these next few days, but there's no need to be overly nervous. Just do what you're supposed to do. Our Yunyin Sect is upright and honest, and we're not afraid of their investigation."

Little Ling'er listened to the adults talking, seemingly understanding but not quite, when she suddenly raised her little hand: "Master, can I still go down the mountain to play tomorrow?"

"Of course you can." Su Wan gently patted her head. "But you have to go with Sister Mengmeng or Sister Xiaoman. You can't run around alone, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao Ling'er nodded happily.

After dinner, Chen Anran sat in a rocking chair in the main hall watching TV. Wei Qingyi was next to him, and the two looked like an old married couple.

The flickering light from the television screen reflected on the two serene profiles. The evening news was broadcasting the city's weather forecast, the female anchor's voice sounding somewhat distant in the empty living room. The rocking chair swayed gently, making a soft creaking sound, which intertwined with the background noise from the television to create a tranquil atmosphere.

Wei Qingyi sat upright, her gaze fixed on the screen, yet seemingly piercing through it to an unknown distance. Chen Anran leaned back in her rocking chair, one hand resting on the armrest.

"Second Senior Sister, did you stay on the mountain all day?"

"Yeah, I've been slacking off on my studies lately, just studying in my room."

"That's good." Chen Anran held the remote control in her hand, her gaze fixed on the screen, but her thoughts had already drifted away. "I hope these seven days will pass peacefully."

Wei Qingyi looked away from the TV screen and turned to look at Chen Anran.

The main light in the living room was off; only the light from the television screen and the hazy moonlight filtering through the window highlighted the somber look in his eyes.

"It will pass."

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