Chapter 542: Senior Brother, The Rice Jar is Empty
“Hmph hmph! Look at my Yu Die! How amazing! She knocked down Anping…”
“What are you showing off about? It wasn’t you who knocked him down… Ouch!!! Hiss!! Gold—傻—子 (idiot)!! You’re at it again, aren’t you?!”
“Heh~~ One sneak attack, one hit, idiot…”
“I think your head hasn’t been hit enough!!”
…
After an unknown amount of time, sounds of a scuffle could be heard through the wooden walls of the room.
Ye Anping’s eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly woke up. His mind was blank, and something was pressing against his face. He turned his head to look.
He saw a snow-white jade foot stepping on his left cheek. Although the owner of the jade foot’s lower body was still on the bed, her upper body had already fallen off the edge of the bed.
This is…
Ye Anping was a little dazed. Just as he was wondering, he felt his right shoulder was wet. He turned his head to look at his right side.
Feng Yu Die was drooling, her face pressed against his shoulder with a satisfied expression. Her slightly parted lips moved with her steady breaths, looking like she was happily sleeping after eating a roasted chicken.
Since Feng Yu Die was here, it was self-evident who had fallen off the edge of the bed.
Ye Anping let out a soft sigh. He tried his best not to wake them, gently moved Gu Ming Xin’s jade foot off his face, and then pulled out his numb right arm from under Feng Yu Die. He quietly tiptoed off the bed.
However, the moment his feet touched the ground, a soreness almost made him groan aloud, and he almost fell forward.
In the end, he reacted quickly and grabbed the pillar at the edge of the bed, barely supporting himself.
“…”
Ye Anping, like an eighty-year-old man, hunched over, rubbed his lower back, and then looked back at Feng Yu Die, who was sleeping sweetly, a blush on his face. Fragments of what happened before flashed in his mind…
At first, he could still manage, and Ah Gu could also give him a short break to recover his strength.
But after they only switched positions a few times, Gu Ming Xin could no longer continue.
Feng Yu Die, however, seemed to have found her rhythm, making him feel like he was swimming in a huge wave, with waves rising and falling. Every time he emerged from one wave to catch his breath, the next giant wave would immediately push him back underwater…
Wave after wave, not allowing him even a moment’s rest…
However, Ye Anping felt that he had brought this upon himself.
Feng Yu Die had clearly asked him many times in the middle: “Anping, are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to stop?”
But each time, he would basically reply: “No, continue if you like.”
And each time, Feng Yu Die would happily smile and choose to continue…
Ye Anping felt like he was exactly like Ah Gu in front of him.
But as a husband who would have to satisfy many women in the future, how could he say no?
But then again, Feng Yu Die was worthy of being a genius. Her ability to accept new things was faster than anyone else’s.
His junior sisters had explored for so long, and only recently had they figured out his weakness.
But this girl?
She had figured out his weakness perfectly on the first try.
This was probably what it meant to be the protagonist?
Those who opposed her, if they didn’t kill her on the first try, they would be the ones to die.
Looking at Feng Yu Die, who was now having sweet dreams, Ye Anping couldn’t help but smile helplessly. He was a little exasperated with her. Shaking his head, he supported his sore back and walked out of the pavilion step by step. He took out clothes from his storage bag and put them on, then walked into the garden.
“Gold idiot!!! Stop right there!!”
“I won’t!! Sneak attack!!”
…
The two little creatures, one gold and one black, chased each other in the sky as usual, appearing quite harmonious…
Ye Anping glanced at them, too lazy to bother, then took out a pill and put it in his mouth. He took out a meditation cushion and sat down. Accompanied by the rare spirit plants planted in the garden, he quickly began to recuperate his overworked lower back.
When the matter with the Tian Mo Sect was over, he would have to find a way to expand the rice jar at home…
There was already Si Pozi at home with a huge appetite, and now there was another “Second idiot” who had an even bigger appetite than Si Pozi…
As the pillar of the family, he couldn’t let the women go hungry, could he?
He vaguely remembered that there was a cultivation method in the Hehuan Sect that could expand the rice jar…
…
After taking three top-grade pills and cultivating Qi for about half an hour, Ye Anping felt slightly recovered. He stopped his breathing, opened his eyes, and looked up at the giant luminous pearl hanging above the cave dwelling. Thinking of going to ask Mo Chi Ling, he left the mansion alone.
Upon exiting the mansion, he was greeted by the sight of over ten pavilions built on Mo Chi Ling’s cave dwelling, arranged from bottom to top.
But what was different was that compared to when he first arrived, there were many more cultivators walking on the street, busily transporting various spirit plants and magical artifacts.
Ye Anping didn’t go over to them, but followed the upward street to the tower built at the highest point of the cave dwelling.
Two Core Formation Stage demonic cultivators wearing ghost masks stood guard outside the tower entrance. Seeing him approach, they cupped their hands and bowed, saying:
“The Palace Master is performing a ritual. Please be gentle when you enter the pavilion, Young Master Ye.”
“Ritual…” Ye Anping fell silent for a moment, then replied, “Then I’ll wait outside?”
“That’s not necessary. The Palace Master instructed that if Young Master Ye arrives, you should let him in directly, no matter what she is doing.”
“…”
Ye Anping nodded and didn’t say anything more. He bowed to them and stepped through the restriction array outside the tower walls. He tried to tread as lightly as possible and pushed open the main door of the tower to enter.
The first floor was a reception area, empty of any figures. Although bright Spirit Stone Lanterns were set up around, it felt inexplicably empty.
He followed the staircase in the corner, admiring the famous paintings and ceramics collected by Mo Chi Ling, and went up to the second floor.
As he stepped out of the staircase, he saw Mo Chi Ling kneeling before an altar, holding a Spirit Sword with both hands.
Mo Chi Ling’s eyes were tightly closed, and she whispered to the spiritual tablet in the altar with her inner energy:
“Brother, your sister has waited for twelve hundred years and finally has a chance to avenge you. In two days, your sister will definitely cut off Gu Yan’s head and present it to you, giving you, Father, and Mother an explanation.”
Ye Anping slowly approached, not wanting to disturb her.
However, upon hearing footsteps, Mo Chi Ling suddenly turned her head alertly:
“Who?!”
But upon seeing that it was Ye Anping, she patted her chest and relaxed:
“Young Master Ye, you standing behind me so suddenly nearly scared me to death.”
“… Didn’t Sect Master Mo instruct the guards to let me in directly?”
“I instructed them, but…” Mo Chi Ling pouted unhappily and teased playfully, “Young Master Ye, you snuck in so quietly, like a flower thief entering my boudoir, isn’t that scary? I thought someone wanted to do something to me…”
?
Ye Anping was speechless. You’re covered in the Purple Spirit Willow poison, what kind of suicidal flower thief would dare to enter your boudoir?
Seeing Ye Anping speechless, Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled:
“Young Master Ye, have you been comfortable these past nine days?”
?
Nine days?
Hearing this number, Ye Anping instinctively thought Mo Chi Ling was teasing him again. Although he had been staying in the cave dwelling and couldn’t see the sky, he felt it had only been two or three days at most. How could it be…
“Oh?” Seeing Ye Anping stunned again, Mo Chi Ling seemed a little surprised and said, “Could it be that Young Master Ye was too engrossed in Dual Cultivation with Sister Gu and Fairy Feng, and lost track of time?”
Ye Anping inwardly gasped.
Dual Cultivation can indeed cause trouble!
“How could that be? I remember.”
“Heehee—” Mo Chi Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled, making Ye Anping immediately realize he had been tricked by her again. “Actually, only seven days have passed.”
“…”
“I didn’t expect Young Master Ye to be so unreliable sometimes. I used to hear Sister Gu talk about you so much, calling you a divine strategist, a genius demon, and a prophet, yet you still couldn’t resist the allure of beauty.”
Ye Anping pouted sheepishly and simply admitted it:
“… I apologize.”
“Why apologize? I originally wanted Young Master Ye to relax properly.”
Mo Chi Ling tilted her head playfully, then shifted to the side and moved towards a wooden wheelchair.
Seeing her like this, Ye Anping hesitated for a moment, thinking it should be fine. He stepped forward and reached out, preparing to help her onto the wheelchair.
But as Mo Chi Ling saw Ye Anping reaching out to her, her pupils suddenly contracted in fear, and she quickly shouted, waving her hands backward:
“Young Master Ye!! Don’t touch me!!”
“…”
Ye Anping was not scared by her words. Ignoring her exclamation, he stepped forward, lifted her directly from the ground, and placed her onto the wheelchair beside her.
“Ah?!” Mo Chi Ling saw that he had touched her and her eyes widened in fright. “Young Master Ye, don’t you know I…”
“I know.” Ye Anping shrugged slightly and looked at his arm and palm, which had just touched the bandages on Mo Chi Ling. “But it’s just a touch. This bit of Purple Spirit Willow poison isn’t enough to harm me.”
“…”
Mo Chi Ling looked at Ye Anping’s palm in disbelief.
She had been tempered with poison for hundreds of years. Even ordinary cultivators would have their skin start to rot the moment they touched her through the bandages, and then the poison would enter their bones, leading to root damage at best, or instant death at worst.
However, on Ye Anping’s palm, only a few veins and purple scars were visible, and the purple spots disappeared visibly in a short while.
Mo Chi Ling was both surprised and delighted. For so many years since she had been tempered with poison, no one had dared to touch her with their bare hands. Ye Anping was the only one.
“… Young Master Ye has truly opened my eyes once again.”
“Heh heh…”
Ye Anping’s expression was calm, but inside, he felt a little embarrassed.
Because the game had never actually depicted how potent Mo Chi Ling’s poison was, he wasn’t entirely sure. But he thought that he had the Spring Aspect spiritual energy of Feng Yu Die in his body. Moreover, during his arduous cultivation in his youth, he and his junior sister had also practiced poison resistance against the Purple Spirit Willow, which was why he had picked her up to put her in the wheelchair.
And it was fortunate that he had Feng Yu Die’s Spring Aspect.
The moment he touched Mo Chi Ling, he immediately felt the Spring Aspect spiritual energy in his meridians become active.
In other words, if not for the Spring Aspect spirit of Feng Yu Die, he might have been poisoned just now.
“Then, about the matter I discussed with Senior Mo before, has Senior Mo considered it?”
“You mean about going with you to the Hundred Lotus Sect?”
“Yes, Ah Gu needs a friend.”
Mo Chi Ling had actually intended to refuse. After being tempered with poison, she couldn’t come into contact with anyone at all. Moreover, after killing Gu Yan, her great revenge would be fulfilled, and she would have no reason to continue living.
But just now, Ye Anping had helped her onto the wheelchair.
This single action had completely overturned her prepared speech.
Mo Chi Ling looked at Ye Anping, fell silent for a moment, and replied:
“We’ll discuss future matters later. It’s still uncertain whether Gu Yan is alive or dead.”
“… Then I’ll await your reply.” Ye Anping didn’t try to persuade her further. He looked up at the Eastern Domain map on the wall, which was marked with various symbols, and asked, “Have there been any changes in these seven days?”
“No, everything has been smooth. The Xuan Xing Sect was faster than expected. It was originally said to take ten days, but on the seventh day, Senior Dan Yue’s Floating Moon Stone was only about three thousand li away from the Tian Mo Sect.”
Ye Anping estimated:
“Then it should be in about two days…”
“Roughly.”
“Then I’ll have to go back and prepare. I’ll come back tomorrow night.”
Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth and smiled: “It’s already night outside~”
“Then the day after tomorrow morning…”
Ye Anping responded with embarrassment, nodded his head in acknowledgment, and turned back towards the staircase.
Watching Ye Anping’s retreating back, Mo Chi Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She gently raised her hand and touched her shoulder where his palm had just been. Her eyes lowered slightly before she looked back at the altar.
“Brother… Legend has it that people have reincarnation. Could Young Master Ye be your reincarnation? Don’t you want me to die for you in my past life?”
…
After leaving Mo Chi Ling’s tower, Ye Anping didn’t wander around. He went straight back to the mansion where he had stayed for seven days, thinking of taking a bath, then fully recovering his condition by cultivating Qi, and also waking up Feng Yu Die and Gu Ming Xin.
If his predictions were correct, after the Xuan Xing Sect arrived, even if they snuck into the Tian Mo Sect through a secret passage, they would absolutely not be able to avoid He Bu Qun.
Although his two sons were useless, He Bu Qun himself was not.
Three early Nascent Soul cultivators, even with Lao Jiu and A Mang present, it would be almost impossible to directly kill a late Deity Transformation stage cultivator. They would only be able to have Ah Gu and Feng Yu Die stall him.
If their condition was not ideal, there would be big problems.
As for the other elders within the Tian Mo Sect, they would have to rely on the Sect Masters and Elders of the Xuan Xing Sect and the various sects of the Western Regions.
Lei Wanjun would unlikely face Qu Tian He and Chen Shi Gui…
Elder Qin would face the Peak Master of the Blood Demon Peak…
Ye Anping listed the names in his mind and unknowingly returned to the window of the pavilion where Feng Yu Die and Gu Ming Xin were. The commotion inside pulled him back to reality.
“Hmm? Blacky, where did my Young Master Ye go?!”
“Hiss— Don’t pull my chest!! You ask me, how would I know?! He probably couldn’t take it anymore and secretly hid somewhere… Humph~”
“Huh? Isn’t that your butt?”
*Slap*—
“Hiss— White idiot!! Are you tired of living?!! If I had the strength, I would have chopped you up!!”
“Heh heh~~”
?
Ye Anping stood at the door, stunned for a long time.
It sounded like they were both awake, and it seemed they had shared the intimacy of overcoming the bed. Their relationship sounded like two sisters bickering…
He sighed helplessly and walked out from the side of the doorframe, calling out:
“Yu Die.”
Feng Yu Die, who had been pinching Gu Ming Xin’s face, immediately stopped when she heard his voice. She turned her head, her eyes lit up, and without bothering if she was clothed or not, she sprang from the bed and ran over.
“Young Master Ye, where did you go?! Do you want to Dual Cultivate again? I still want to…”
Ye Anping quickly raised his hand and tapped her on the head:
“Hold on for now. You two should go rest and cultivate Qi. We’ll be entering the Tian Mo Sect in two days, and there are some things I need to tell you.”
“Oh… Okay!!”
Gu Ming Xin, lying on the bed, saw Ye Anping return and immediately put on a look of full recovery. She elegantly got up from the bedside, pursed her lips, and walked over with a cat-like gait:
“Ye Anping, are you scared of being ‘broken’ by me and this white idiot?”
“?”
Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her, then took a deep breath, took out two blankets from his storage bag, and draped them over them, saying:
“Go wash yourselves, then cultivate your Qi. Don’t make me say it a third time.”
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