Quick Wear: Get the System Wool

After staying on the Shark Island for a hundred years, the two decided to leave. Before leaving, Fentian came out of the space to face his thunder tribulation. Fentian showed his true form of Suzaku, and the six thunder tribulations scorched his feathers. Fortunately, the thunder tribulation passed and his cultivation was stabilized.

"Hahaha, a hairless chicken." Tuntian watched Fentian transcend the tribulation. Seeing Fentian lying on the ground pretending to be dead with his feathers burnt, Tuntian couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Xiaotong, quickly put me into the space." Fentian communicated with Luo Wutong in his consciousness, and could hear the forbearance in his tone.

Luo Wutong waved his hand and put Fentian into the space. Just a moment later, Fentian shouted to come out again.

Fentian had yellow hair in a bun, and wore a fiery red robe with narrow sleeves. The cuffs were embroidered with auspicious clouds in gold thread. He had a vermilion white jade belt around his waist and a white jade exquisite waist pendant on it. He had an elegant temperament and a compelling demeanor, but he spoke in a childish voice, "How dare you, little snake, make fun of me, watch out."

The two little guys were fighting and playing. Tuntian had a high level of cultivation and was very measured in his attacks. Luo Wutong and Rong Jing ignored their lawsuit and discussed where to go after leaving Haijiao Island.

"I've been away from the sect for a hundred years. I miss my father and mother. Why don't we go back to Tianxuan Sect first to let them know that we are safe."

"Okay, whatever you say." He would follow his junior sister wherever she went, no matter where they went.

The two decided on a destination and were in no rush to travel. They took a leisurely journey, stopping in towns and cities to do some shopping and go for a walk. Although they were driving a flying boat, the journey took them half a year.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Luo Wutong hugged Qi Youwei and was pulled by her to look left and right.

“Tong’er has become a spirit?!” Luo He was surprised at his daughter’s speed of cultivation. Looking at his disciple Rong Jing, he gasped. What kind of extraordinary opportunity did these two monsters get?

Luo Wutong concealed the fact that the gods were offering sacrifices, but he did not hide the strangeness of the island. Luo He and Qi Youwei were amazed, while Rong Jing had an expression that was hard to describe.

Luo Wutong asked: "A Jing, what's wrong?"

Rong Jing simply told her own experience, which made Luo Wutong think of the connection. She looked at Rong Jing with sympathy. My goodness, Rong Jing had suffered all her thunder tribulations.

"I thought Haijiao Island was immune to thunder, but it turns out that it struck you. Hahaha." The more Luo Wutong thought about it, the funnier it became.

"What is Jing'er's current cultivation level? Even I can't tell." Luo He asked.

"My disciple is now in the Void Refining Stage."

Luo He and Qi Youwei both showed a look of understanding, and when they saw the glances between Rong Jing and Luo Wutong, they both nodded in approval. However, since their daughter and apprentice didn't mention it, they pretended not to know and saw who would be anxious.

Luo Wutong ate well and slept well, and talked with her mother about how to maintain her youthful appearance, and showed off the strange things she had collected over the years. She also went to the Weapon Refining Sect to find her master, and showed him the magical instruments and treasures she had refined over the years, as a way of handing in her homework.

So in the next few days, Rong Jing couldn't find time to be alone with Luo Wutong. He either wanted to hide it from his master and his mistress, or he just couldn't find a suitable opportunity to confess.

Rong Jing found Luo He and talked with him in his study for a long time before leaving with satisfaction. After leaving, he went to find the leader of Tianxuan Sect and talked with him for another half a day before leaving.

It was not until Luo Wutong realized that he hadn't seen Rong Jing for some time that he realized that this person was really missing.

"Dad, do you know where Rong Jing has gone? Every time I sent you a message, he said he would be back soon. It's been so long, and he still hasn't come back." Rong Jing had just returned to the sect, and he dared to go out without saying a word and didn't even reply to messages.

"How can you lose a person that big?"

"No, you're such an adult and you don't even say hello before going out?" Luo Wutong wasn't angry at first, but now he's getting angrier the more he thinks about it.

Luo He would not try to comfort her. It would be quite interesting to see his disciple suffer a setback.

"Your senior brother has always been a good person. He has been away for many years to look for you. It is normal for him to come back to visit relatives and friends. You are a grown-up girl now. Don't bother your senior brother all day. It's not right." Heh, you little brat, you are hiding everything from him. My daughter hasn't told me about their private marriage yet, which makes her anxious.

Luo Wutong then realized that she had not yet informed her parents about her relationship with her senior brother. Was it too late to tell them now? She secretly glanced at Luo He, leaned close to Qi Youwei and whispered, "My senior brother and I are in love."

"What did you say?" The monk had extraordinary hearing, and Luo He pretended not to hear.

"My senior brother and I are in love with each other. I hope my parents will agree." Luo Wutong was quite thick-skinned and loudly expressed his feelings to Luo He and his wife. Coincidentally, Rong Jing, who was about to enter the room, heard it.

Rong Jing came over and pulled Luo Wutong to kneel in front of Luo He and his wife, "Master, Master's Wife, I, Rong Jing, and my junior sister Luo Wutong are in love with each other. My feelings for my junior sister are known to all the sun and the moon. I will only love one person and will never betray her for the rest of my life. I hope Master and Master's Wife will help me."

It was the first time in several lifetimes that Luo Wutong prayed for blessings in front of his parents with the person he loved, so he couldn't help feeling a little shy.

"Rong Jing, if you betray Tong'er in the future, my husband and I will seek justice from you even if it costs our lives."

"Don't worry, Dad and Mom. If I have any second thoughts, Heaven will punish me first." Rong Jing immediately changed his words and his arm was pinched by Luo Wutong. This man is so shameless.

"Okay, okay." Luo He and Qi Youwei were both very happy. They liked and trusted this eldest disciple and had long seen Rong Jing's feelings for Tong'er. For more than a hundred years, Rong Jing had always been by Tong'er's side and never left her side. Now that the two of them had achieved their goal, they were naturally happy to see it happen.

After getting the approval of the two elders, Rong Jing openly told Luo He about the arrangements for these days in detail. Luo Wutong then realized that Rong Jing had already obtained the consent of his parents and was busy preparing for their wedding.

Luo Wutong was not happy about the upcoming wedding, but was a little overwhelmed. Although a great man once said that love without the purpose of marriage is hooliganism, she suddenly wanted to get married, so she felt that something was missing? Was she afraid of marriage?

She listened quietly to Rong Jing's arrangements, her mind was filled with thoughts, and she communicated with Luo Ling through her spiritual consciousness, "A Ling, I might get married."

"Maybe? Don't you want to get married?"

"Not really, it's just a little sudden."

"So you're still not sure if it's him?"

"No, I'm sure it was him."

"Then what are you struggling with?"

"I don't know either. Maybe I'm a little nervous because it's my first marriage." Luo Wutong couldn't explain why she was being so pretentious.

She returned to her cave absentmindedly, and Rong Jing arrived soon after.

Rong Jing came in and held Luo Wutong's hand, "Why are you unhappy?"

Luo Wutong hugged Rong Jing's waist, leaned on his chest, and said nothing.

Rong Jing seemed to be able to see through her, "Come with me."

He held Luo Wutong and teleported to the lake, where they had first met.

Flowers rained down from the sky. Rong Jing knelt on one knee, holding a bouquet of flowers and a ring in his hand, "Xiaotong, marry me."

Luo Wutong's tears flowed down. He knew her, he had always known her.