Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 201 Returning to Cloud Hermitage at Night, Encountering the Drunken Immortal

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The black SUV drove smoothly on the winding mountain road, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from the gentle hills of the suburbs of Chongqing to the familiar, layered peaks with the unique charm of the Yunyin Mountains.

Night had fallen, and the streetlights illuminated the road ahead.

Soothing music played inside the car, dispelling the fatigue from days of travel.

Feng Lie was fully focused on driving, his hands gripping the steering wheel steadily and firmly.

The return journey was not as fast as the outward journey; there was no more speeding, and the speed was kept within the prescribed limits.

Feng Changyuan, sitting in the passenger seat, looked much better than before. He was resting with his eyes slightly closed, but there was a relaxed smile on his lips.

In the back row, Qi Lan sat by the window, her hat pulled low, seemingly taking a nap. However, the occasional glimpses of mountain scenery reflected in her amber-colored vertical pupils indicated that she was not asleep. Chen Anran sat in the middle, while Su Wan leaned against the other side of the window, her gaze fixed on the rapidly receding trees and rocks outside.

"We're almost there." Feng Lie glanced at the navigation, breaking the silence in the car. "After you turn that bend in the mountain pass, you'll see the resort. This road is well-maintained; Chairman Zhao really invested in it."

"Mmm," Su Wan responded softly, her gaze still fixed on the view outside the window.

Chen Anran noticed her senior sister's silence and turned to look at her: "Senior sister, what are you thinking about?"

Su Wan withdrew her gaze and turned to Chen Anran, the worry in her eyes not completely gone: "Since leaving the mountain, there has been turmoil in the earth's veins and the chaos caused by evil cultivators... The resort at the foot of the mountain opened today, and it's the first time that Xiao Lu and the others have been able to handle such a situation on their own. I wonder if they have done well and if there have been any mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Anran smiled with relief and said confidently, "Senior Sister, don't worry. Although Third Senior Sister is a bit carefree sometimes, she's never careless when it comes to important matters. With Chairman Zhao, Mengmeng, Fellow Daoist Lin, and Master Huiming helping out at this opening, there definitely won't be any mishaps. Besides," he winked, a hint of mischief in his eyes, "Senior Sister Xiaolu is most afraid of you. Knowing you're coming back soon, she'll definitely be on her guard and won't dare to mess things up."

As he spoke, Chen Anran drafted a text message saying they were almost at the Cloud Hidden Sect and sent it to Feng Xiaolu.

Feng Changyuan, who was in the front row, also opened his eyes, turned around and said gently, "Sect Leader Su Wan is overthinking it. Cousin Xiaolu is quick-witted and enthusiastic, and her cultivation is not weak either. Moreover, your sect is united and has the professional team from the Zhao Group to operate it. The opening ceremony will surely go smoothly."

Feng Lie chimed in, "Exactly. Our cousin seems unreliable, but she's actually incredibly shrewd. If something really happens, she'll probably run faster than anyone else—no, I mean, she'll solve the problem faster than anyone else."

As Su Wan listened to everyone's words, the worry in her eyes gradually faded.

As the car rounded the last bend, the view suddenly opened up before us.

In the distance, the main peak of the Yunyin Mountain Range stands majestically in the twilight, while at the foot of the mountain, the once quiet valley is now brightly lit!

A neatly planned cluster of buildings, seamlessly blending ancient and modern styles, stretched along the foot of the mountain. Lanterns and landscape lights adorned the main street, creating a bright and warm light that outlined the eaves and brackets. Further away, a temporary parking lot still held many vehicles, and figures could be vaguely seen, with music and chatter carried on the breeze, adding a touch of lively atmosphere.

"Wow, it's so lively!" Feng Lie raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Looks like the opening ceremony was quite successful; there are still quite a few people here so late."

"Of course," Chen Anran said with pride, pointing to the lights. "Senior sister, look, the brightest main street over there is the commercial area, Xian Shan Fang... oh, that's the former Yun Yin Xiao Zhu, it's over there. The relatively quiet area near the mountain gate is the accommodation area. I've seen the planning map, it's really well done."

Su Wan gazed at the vibrant lights belonging to the Yunyin Sect, her eyes reflecting the light, clear and bright.

She let out a soft sigh of relief, and the lines of her slightly tense shoulders and neck softened.

The car slowly came to a stop in the designated parking area near the mountain gate. As soon as Chen Anran opened the car door, he heard a... well, singing coming from not far away?

The tune was familiar, it was a popular song, but the lyrics had been completely altered, and it was mixed with laughter, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet mountain night.

"...The Tao follows nature~Wine and meat pass through the intestines~~My senior sister isn't home~The little deer is king~~Hehehe..."

Chen Anran paused, exchanged a glance with Su Wan, and both saw the same guess in each other's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, two unsteady figures emerged from the path leading from the main street to the stone steps of the mountain gate.

Walking in front was Feng Xiaolu, her face flushed, a few strands of hair sticking up by her ears, and she was even carrying a half-empty glass bottle of wine in her hand.

As she walked, she continued humming a nonsensical tune, gesturing wildly, her steps unsteady, her left foot almost stepping on her right.

Lin Xiaoman, who was following behind her, was in slightly better condition; at least she could walk in a straight line. However, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were unfocused, one hand was on her forehead, and the other was trying to pull Feng Xiaolu's arm. She mumbled, "Xiaolu... stop singing... be careful not to fall... let's go back quickly..."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Feng Xiaolu swung her arm, almost knocking the wine bottle away. She swayed a bit from the impact, but regained her balance and strained her eyes to look towards the brightly lit mountain gate. "Senior Sister... isn't here again! Tonight... I, Feng Xiaolu... am the most... most dashing guy in Yunyin Mountain! Fellow Daoist Lin, let's go! Let's... let's go have another drink! It's on me!"

Lin Xiaoman stumbled as she was pulled, both amused and exasperated: "Still drinking? If you drink any more, you won't be able to get up tomorrow... Let's go, I think... I think I heard a car..."

"A car?" Feng Xiaolu squinted and looked over in the direction Lin Xiaoman was pointing, her eyes glazed over.

Just then, Feng Lie pressed the car key, and the SUV emitted a soft "beep" sound, its headlights flashing.

The commotion was particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

Feng Xiaolu was blinded by the light and instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes. Then, she saw several people standing next to the car with different expressions.

Su Wan looked at her calmly.

Chen Anran gave a half-smile.

Qi Lan had gotten out of the car at some point, and was leaning against the side of the car with her arms crossed. Her amber vertical pupils under the brim of her hat gleamed with a look of schadenfreude in the dim light.

Feng Lie and Feng Changyuan also got out of the car. Feng Lie's lips twitched, while Feng Changyuan had a polite smile that said, "I didn't see anything."

Time seemed to freeze for two seconds.

Feng Xiaolu blinked, then blinked again, and the wine bottle in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," rolling to the side. The drunkenness on her face faded at a visible speed, replaced by a stiff expression that mixed shock, guilt, and "I'm doomed."

"Big...Big...Senior Sister?!" Her voice trembled, as if someone had grabbed her by the throat. "Junior...Junior Brother?! You...how did you...come back?!"

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