In the cafeteria of Lianqi Peak, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou found Senior Sister Zhou Lulu who was reading a book while drawing sugar figures.
"Senior Sister Zhou, is Junior Brother Li on the mountain?" Lu Yang asked politely.
"It's Junior Brother Lu and Junior Brother Meng. Have you formed your elixir? It's so fast." Zhou Lulu looked up and saw the realms of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
At this age, she was only in the late stage of foundation building.
"You're looking for Junior Brother Li? He's in his cave."
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou both smiled. They and Li Haoran were like brothers, so it was natural for them to show off in front of Li Haoran after they formed their elixir.
Otherwise, what's the point of practicing so hard
"Junior Brother Li should be sleeping."
"Sleeping? I remember that Junior Brother Li is not a sleeper."
"It wasn't like that before. Ever since I came back from my last visit, I've become a sleepy person. Every time I wake up, my brows are gloomy, as if I had a nightmare. I asked him if he dreamed about something bad, but he didn't want to say."
"I asked my father, and he told me not to get involved in this matter."
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked at each other and roughly guessed the situation. It should be that Li Haoran dreamed about the memories of his previous life in his sleep.
Qin Haoran is a legitimate leader of a demon cult, who has done some cruel things. Considering what the cult leader said about many people coveting Qin Haoran's position, Li Haoran would feel uncomfortable.
The two put aside their desire to show off and decided to visit Li Haoran.
But it would not be good to go empty-handed. Lu Yang saw that the sugar figures drawn by Senior Sister Zhou Lulu were quite interesting and was about to buy one for Li Haoran.
Before Lu Yang could speak, Zhou Lulu blew gently, and the two sugar figures seemed to come alive, holding weapons painted with syrup in the air and fighting with each other.
Lu Yang's eyes twitched as he watched. If he was correct, the combat power of these two sugar men was equivalent to that of the Jindan stage.
If you buy it for Li Haoran, these two sugar men might beat him up.
Forget it, change the gift.
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou walked around the cafeteria. There were fried dough sticks that could grow or shrink and be used as beams, steamed buns that could be used as hidden weapons, sesame cakes that could be used as heart guards, and fried sesame seeds that could be used to practice iron sand palm... None of them could be used as gifts.
"The cooking level in your cafeteria is very high!" The only immortal chef spoke highly of the cafeteria at Lianqi Peak.
"I'd rather they were of a lower standard."
"You are a person who does not strive for progress!"
Lu Yang turned a deaf ear.
…
In the dark cave, a figure had a hideous face and his body twisted unconsciously, as if he was in pain in his sleep, and he could not wake up, so he could only endure the pain silently.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and sweat soaked his clothes and bed sheets.
The candlelight lit up, illuminating the entire cave and also illuminating Li Haoran's face.
Li Haoran looked at the cave blankly, then realized that he was awake.
He recalled his experience in his dream, the dark side of the Jiuyou Sect, and the unknown pressure Qin Haoran was under. He couldn't help but shudder and cursed in a low voice: "Damn past life memories..."
His master, the Fifth Elder in charge of the Weapon Refining Peak, had no good solution for the memories of his past life that appeared from time to time.
Li Haoran recited the incantation silently, first casting the Clothes Cleansing Spell to wash his clothes, then casting the Body Cleansing Spell to wash his body, only then did he feel better.
"Hmm? Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Meng are at the door?" The formation in the cave reminded Li Haoran, who was excited.
He opened the door of the cave and saw Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou with bright smiles on their faces.
"Junior Brother Li, are you awake?" Lu Yang said with a smile, secretly observing Li Haoran's situation.
Li Haoran had dark circles under his eyes, his eyelids drooped, and he looked listless. Excluding the possibility of self-inducing Yuan Yang, the only possible cause was Qin Haoran's memory.
"Please come in, both of you." Li Haoran greeted them warmly.
The two walked into Li Haoran's cave and saw many refined magic tools on display in the cave, including armor, shields, and bronze tripods... If a Jindan-stage weapon refining master saw them, he would exclaim that they were extraordinary.
Li Haoran slightly hooked his fingers, and the teapot on the table moved by itself. The teapot stretched out its two hands and two legs, and ran on the coffee table. It filled itself with water, put tea leaves in it, covered it with a lid, and sat on the stove to burn itself.
After a while, the teapot was so hot that the tea was boiling. The teapot tilted, filled the teacup with tea, and pushed it in front of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou.
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou subconsciously said thank you, but only then did they realize that the teapot was just a magic weapon without intelligence, so there was no point in saying thank you.
"I heard that Junior Brother Li hasn't been resting well recently?"
Speaking of this topic, Li Haoran was dejected and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Lu guessed right. I can't tell anyone else that I am the reincarnation of Qin Haoran. I can only complain to the two senior brothers."
Lu Yang patted Li Haoran on the shoulder, with an expression that said, "I understand you." "You must have seen many secrets of the Jiuyou Sect in your dream, and these secrets made you extremely painful."
Li Haoran nodded. Finally someone understood him. He was very excited. “Yes, every day when I close my eyes, I see the deficit of Jiuyou Sect!”
"The salaries of the members, the expenses for post-disaster relief, the expenses for business trips, the expenses for building bases... these are all places where money is spent. The Jiuyou Sect has no legitimate way to make money. They only kill people and rob people to make a few dollars. It's a drop in the bucket. We lose money every day!"
"For a huge Jiuyou Sect, food, clothing, housing and transportation all cost money, but spiritual stones don't just come from the wind, where do they come from?"
"The people below are still unaware of the situation, and they are fancifully talking about building the Nine Nether City on the ground. Let's not talk about whether it will be discovered by the imperial court. Does the Nine Nether Cult have the spiritual stones to build the city?"
"Can you imagine that Qin Haoran sits in the position of the leader every day, handles various matters, and then thinks of ways to make money."
"When I dreamed, it was from Qin Haoran's perspective. I sat there with Qin Haoran, thinking about how to make money."
"Or else I will face the deficit data with Qin Haoran and try to find a way out. Now I get a headache just by looking at the numbers!"
"Fortunately, Qin Haoran met Yin Ren later and he was given a safe haven. Otherwise, I can imagine that Qin Haoran's situation would be too difficult."
Li Haoran rubbed his temple in pain and complained to the two of them.
Lu Yang: “…”
Meng Jingzhou: “…”
How is this different from what we imagined
Lu Yang recalled the meeting between Qin Haoran and Su Yinren. Someone was chasing Qin Haoran, causing Qin Haoran to be seriously injured, break through the barrier, and fall unconscious in front of Su Yinren. This led to their subsequent fate.
Lu Yang had previously reasoned and concluded that there was chaos within the Jiuyou Sect, and that someone was trying to seize power and seize the throne, so they besieged Qin Haoran.
Now when I hear about this situation, it doesn't seem to be the case.
"Then who was chasing Qin Haoran before was..."
Li Haoran said expressionlessly:
"Creditor."