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Kui Number Two gave a sheepish smile. "Technically, they’re the sect’s clothes."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Then, abruptly, Fatty Kui burst out laughing and smacked the younger one on the back—hard enough to nearly knock the wind out of him.

"Well done, little me! I knew you had it in you!"

"Thank you, big me!" Kui Number Two gasped, clutching his ribs.

Han Yu raised a brow. "So... Kui Number Two is now a real cultivator, huh?"

Kui Number Two nodded eagerly. "I’m at the Early Stage of the Qi Refining Realm now! It’s not much, but it’s a start!"

Han Yu folded his arms. "I’m surprised you managed it so fast."

Kui Number Two scratched his head. "Brother Kui gave me a lot of help. Pills, advice, and some old cultivation guides. He also told me to eat more... which I was already doing."

Fatty Kui puffed out his chest. "Of course! What kind of elder brother would I be if I didn’t invest in my future lackeys—I mean allies!"

Kui Number Two looked proud, then confused, then resigned.