My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong's expressions softened a bit when they saw Lu Yi.

"Junior Brother Lu? What happened? How did we pass out?" Bai Yulong asked, puzzled.

Lu Yi sighed and said, "Last night, we encountered a devil cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment. Unfortunately, the two senior brothers were knocked unconscious. Luckily, a very powerful senior happened to pass by, killed that devil cultivator, and we escaped that disaster. Afterward, I took you both away from that dangerous place."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong were stunned for a moment before fragments of memory began to resurface in their minds.

It was the image of that middle-aged devil cultivator from the Blood Spirit Sect blocking their path.

Lu Yi hadn't erased all the memories Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong had; otherwise, he would have had difficulty explaining why they fainted so inexplicably.

Half-truths tend to be more believable.

The expressions on Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong's faces changed, and Jiang Fan asked, "The devil cultivator is dead?!"

Lu Yi nodded: "Yes."

He also took out the Interspatial Ring: "The passerby senior was extremely powerful, and with a single sword stroke, killed that devil cultivator before leaving. He didn't even take the Interspatial Ring, and I got it."

While speaking, Lu Yi also took out a blood-colored token and said, "I checked inside the devil cultivator's Interspatial Ring, and I found this."

Seeing the word 'Blood Spirit' on the token, both Bai Yulong and Jiang Fan's complexions changed.

"That devil cultivator was from the Blood Spirit Sect?!"

Lu Yi nodded again: "Yes."

"Hmph! People from the Blood Spirit Sect really deserve to die! They even came to our White Cloud Sect territory to practice their evil skills!" Bai Yulong frowned deeply.

Jiang Fan's face wasn't looking good either.

Lu Yi went on to say, "This token, when we return to the Inner Sect, we should report it to the Affairs Hall."

Bai Yulong coldly said, "Hmph, I didn't expect that the devil cultivators from Mohe Country were disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect. It's lucky we were fortunate in this Task; otherwise, we would've been in trouble."

Jiang Fan smiled helplessly: "The White Cloud Sect deals with many devil cultivators every year, usually without any issues. It's just our bad luck that we ran into this."

Lu Yi and Bai Yulong had no response; their luck had indeed not been good, considering they stumbled upon a task involving a devil cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Peak.

It was truly bad luck.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. Let's go back," Lu Yi shook his head and said.

Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong both nodded.

The three of them continued on their way back.

...

A week later, Lu Yi and his companions returned to the sect.

At the Outer Sect, Lu Yi said to Bai Yulong and Jiang Fan with a smile, "Senior brothers, I'm planning to visit my family first, you two go ahead to the Inner Sect."

Hearing this, Bai Yulong sighed, "It's almost New Year's, and I haven't been home for the holidays in years."

Jiang Fan had a far-off look, seemingly reminded of something, and said, "Junior Brother Lu Yi is enviable, having family right in the White Cloud Sect."

After saying goodbye to Lu Yi, the two of them headed back to the Inner Sect first.

Meanwhile, Lu Yi rode his Unihorn Spirit Horse towards White Spirit Peak.

Although the New Year was approaching, cultivators had a different concept of time than mortals, and since they spent years in diligent cultivation, they tended to be colder, so there wasn't much festivity on the mountain. Only a few families had put up some red lanterns and similar items just for the sake of it.

Lu Yi quickly returned to White Spirit Peak and arrived at his family's doorstep.

The doorway was also adorned with red lanterns, but besides that, everything looked the same as usual.

Lu Yi dismounted, knocked on the door, and called out loudly, "Old Lu, Mom, your son is back!"

Tap tap tap!

Lu Yi heard hurried footsteps inside the house, and then the door opened, revealing Wang Siqi inside.

Her face was filled with surprise as she embraced Lu Yi, laughing, "Yi'er, how come you're back?"

Lu Yi extricated himself from Wang Siqi's embrace, feeling awkward about being hugged by his mother at his age.

Smiling, he said, "I just completed a sect Task, and since it's almost New Year's, I thought I'd come back and spend it with you."

Wang Siqi's face beamed with joy as she said, "Traveling for a sect Task must have been exhausting, right? Come inside and rest first!"

Lu Yi entered the courtyard, looked around, and asked, "Where's Old Lu?"

"Your father's got some things to take care of at the Affairs Hall; he'll be back soon."

"Oh."

Lu Yi nodded and didn't ask further.

Wang Siqi then sent Lu Yi to rest in his room, while she sent Bai Lingling to buy groceries, planning to prepare a feast.

Lu Yi returned to his room, which hadn't changed since he left and was very clean, evidently tended to daily.

After being away for half a year, everything still felt familiar to Lu Yi.

He flung himself onto his bed, resting contentedly, waiting for mealtime.

Soon, Lu Gaoyang's voice rose in the courtyard, "I'm back... Hmm? My dear, what has made you so happy today?"

Wang Siqi's voice answered, "Yi'er has returned."

"That kid's back?" Lu Gaoyang's voice grew louder, and then Lu Yi heard his room door being knocked on.

He got up reluctantly, opened the door, and saw Lu Gaoyang standing outside.

Grinning, he said, "Old Lu, long time no see."

Lu Gaoyang's face darkened, "No respect... Why did you suddenly come back? Aren't you supposed to be cultivating properly in the Inner Sect?"

"I just finished a sect Task, and since it's almost New Year's, I came back to spend it with you guys."

Hearing this, Lu Gaoyang also showed a smile, "It's rare for you to come back; you should indeed stay through the New Year before leaving."