Time to support our Little Wushuang!

Ji Wushuang pushed little Zhu Yan back to Zhuxing Peak, completely unaware that Zhu Yan's presence would soon stir up a storm of chaos. Even if she had known, she wouldn't have cared. 

Zhu Yan was her younger brother. Taking him away from her? Dream on. 

After returning to her cave abode, Ji Wushuang first fed the two little ones, then transcribed her recent insights on crafting "spiritual beast talismans" and entrusted Feng Lian to deliver the copy to Chen Xuanji and Jin Shouxi. 

She thought to herself that achieving the creation of "spiritual beast talismans" on her own might be a stretch. Perhaps Chen Xuanji and Jin Shouxi could succeed? 

With successors in mind, Ji Wushuang decisively handed over the responsibility to them. 

The following days passed in bliss. Ji Wushuang ate, drank, and occasionally played with the kittens, chicks, and little Zhu Yan. Life couldn't have been more delightful. 

Until one day, the neighboring cave abode finally emitted two distinct auras—the unmistakable signs of Foundation Establishment! 

Ji Wushuang smiled. Lu Xingzhou and Lian Yuan, those two youngsters, turned out to be quite capable. Although it took them several months to reach Foundation Establishment, judging by their auras, they hadn't relied on Foundation Establishment Pills. 

Such a natural breakthrough promised a smoother path ahead. 

It seemed that without the interference of some so-called child of destiny, their fates were finally returning to their proper course. 

Ji Wushuang shared the good news with their master, bringing joy to Daoist Jade Sword Yao Cang and Daoist Yellow Dragon Mu Ziqi. 

"These two brats succeeded in Foundation Establishment so easily!" 

Indeed, staying by Little Wushuang's side was undoubtedly the wisest decision. 

The two wanted to visit Ji Wushuang to express their gratitude, but she refused. After all, Lu Xingzhou and Lian Yuan were still stabilizing their cultivation and couldn't leave seclusion yet. 

Yao Cang and Mu Ziqi were left speechless. 

In truth, they merely wanted an excuse to visit Ji Wushuang themselves. 

By now, the news of Ji Wushuang finding an exceptional disciple for Chen Xuanji had spread throughout the sect. 

Once, everyone thought Chen Xuanji was an aloof and carefree immortal, detached from competition and uninterested in showing off. A free-spirited crane among the clouds. 

What nonsense! 

In reality, she was just impossibly picky! 

Ordinary people never caught her eye. 

And now, after much selection and deliberation, with Ji Wushuang's help, she had taken on a "super genius" who became a Tier-3 Talisman Master within a year! 

Of course, she would flaunt it endlessly. 

Every day, she showed off! 

The other peak masters were green with envy. 

How infuriating! 

Wasn't it just Ji Wushuang's good fortune rubbing off on her? 

They wanted to bask in it too! 

Unfortunately, Ji Wushuang seemed to see through their schemes and rejected them mercilessly. 

When their transmission talismans were cut off, the gathered Daoists clamored in frustration. 

"Well? Can we visit or not?" 

"Please, let's go see Little Wushuang!" 

"Let's all go together!" 

Yao Cang snapped, "Get lost! Little Wushuang said my disciples haven't left seclusion yet. For now, no visits!" 

The others cursed and dispersed, grumbling as they left. 

They had come to Yao Cang only to find an excuse to meet Ji Wushuang, not to stare at his and Mu Ziqi's faces! 

Goodbye! 

Yao Cang and Mu Ziqi were left fuming. 

These old scoundrels came, drank their spiritual tea, ate their spiritual fruits, and left without so much as a thank-you. Outrageous! 

Just as they were stewing in their indignation, the same group suddenly rushed back. 

"Wonderful news! No, terrible news! Someone's causing trouble for Little Wushuang! Now we have a legitimate reason to stand up for her!" 

Mu Ziqi was speechless. "Do you even hear the nonsense coming out of your mouths?" 

Yao Cang frowned. "What's going on? Little Wushuang hasn't left Zhuxing Peak. Who would dare trouble her?" 

The most eager among them was a burly middle-aged man with a beard like a coiled dragon. He was none other than the Grand Elder of Wanlian Peak, Daoist Lieyang Luo Jiuyang, renowned for his expertise in artifact crafting. 

Luo Jiuyang had never cared much about Ji Wushuang, whether the rumors were good or bad. As a blacksmith at heart, his sole focus was his craft. 

Even during the sect's recent recruitment, Wanlian Peak hadn't sent anyone. 

But Luo Jiuyang cared deeply about Chen Xuanji—he had long regarded her as his lifelong rival! 

He was determined to surpass her in their respective fields, even though they weren't directly comparable. 

This inexplicable competitive streak had persisted for years. 

No matter how hard Luo Jiuyang tried, he always fell just short of Chen Xuanji, much to his frustration. 

But there was one area where he held an advantage—he had an exceptional disciple. 

A century ago, during his travels, Luo Jiuyang had encountered a promising young talent with an innate flame and taken her as his direct disciple. This had earned him considerable bragging rights in front of Chen Xuanji. 

When he learned that Chen Xuanji had gained a peerless genius thanks to Ji Wushuang, Luo Jiuyang couldn't sit still. He hurried to meet Ji Wushuang and evaluate this so-called genius. 

But Ji Wushuang refused to see anyone. 

Luo Jiuyang, accustomed to his high status in the sect, had assumed he could meet anyone at will. 

Only to find out that Ji Wushuang's "no" was absolute. 

Finally, an opportunity arose—someone dared to trouble Ji Wushuang. This was his moment! 

Luo Jiuyang brandished his life-bound treasure, the Meteor Hammer, flashing a wide grin filled with gleaming teeth. 

"Let's go! Time to support our Little Wushuang!"