bookbashuk Chapter 51 Night Talk
Chapter 51 Night Talk
Under the cover of night, the Cloud Hidden Sect felt warmer and more vibrant than ever before.
In the newly renovated hall, bright LED lights have replaced the flickering oil lamps, illuminating the room.
The group sat around a brand-new cypress round table, which was laden with steaming dishes. In front of them was a high-definition television that was broadcasting the news.
Whether it's the lamps or the television, Feng Xiaolu was the one who bought them. In her words, now that we have money, we shouldn't force ourselves to endure hardship. No one stipulates that cultivating immortality can only be a arduous practice. Cultivators also need to enjoy life and keep up with the times.
Little Bell sat next to Chen Anran, munching on her spirit rice in small bites until her cheeks were bulging, while her big eyes curiously darted back and forth between the newcomers Lin Xiaoman and Fatty Li.
Fatty Li sat at the last seat, looking somewhat reserved, unsure of what to do with his hands. The aroma of the food in front of him made his stomach rumble, but the thought of the "celestial beings" dining at the same table made him hesitant to pick up his chopsticks, and he could only secretly swallow his saliva.
Lin Xiaoman was equally flustered. Although she was also a cultivator, there was still a big difference between orthodox and rogue cultivators in this Dharma-ending Age.
"Don't just stand there, let's eat." As the sect leader, Su Wan took the lead and picked up her chopsticks, gently inviting them, "Miss Xiaoman, Layman Li, you are guests here, no need for formalities. The sect is simple, with coarse tea and plain food, please don't find it offensive."
"No, no! Fairy Su is too kind!" Fatty Li quickly picked up his bowl, took a chopstickful of greens and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes lit up immediately. "Mmm! Delicious! This vegetable... this vegetable tastes really good!" He had traveled all over the country and considered himself to have eaten some good things, but this seemingly ordinary green vegetable was sweet and refreshing. After swallowing it, a warm feeling spread through his body, making him feel comfortable all over. It was incomparable to ordinary vegetables.
Lin Xiaoman also took a small bite, feeling the faint yet pure spiritual energy contained within the food, and was even more shocked. This Yunyin Sect is indeed extraordinary!
Feng Xiaolu was the most active, serving food to Wei Qingyi while chattering about her experiences in Guangshi. She was particularly interested in how Chen Anran "tricked" Zhao Qiming out of 15 million yuan, and would occasionally slap the table in amazement.
Looking at the warm scene before her and listening to the familiar noise, Wei Qingyi smiled with a relaxed expression.
After dinner, Lin Xiaoman immediately stood up and deftly began clearing the dishes. Seeing this, Fatty Li quickly joined in, repeatedly saying, "Let me do it! Let me do it! How can we let you immortal masters do such rough work!"
Feng Xiaolu was happy to have some free time, watching them busily working with a grin, and teased, "Well done, Fatty Li, you've got a good eye! Little Man is also very diligent, not bad at all!"
Su Wan said gently, "Thank you both."
"Of course, of course!" Fatty Li, carrying the stacked bowls and plates, followed Lin Xiaoman to the kitchen with a big smile on his chubby face.
After Xiaoling'er finished eating, she started rubbing her eyes, her little head nodding, clearly sleepy. Su Wan gently picked her up and said to Chen Anran and the others, "I'll take Xiaoling'er to sleep now."
"Goodnight, Master..." Little Ling'er mumbled sleepily, leaning on Su Wan's shoulder.
After watching Su Wan carry Xiao Ling'er away from the hall, the previously noisy room immediately quieted down, leaving only the steady voice of the news anchor on the television, discussing the recent frequent occurrences of "abnormal weather" and "unknown creature sightings" around the world.
Feng Xiaolu picked up the remote and turned down the volume. The soft lighting in the hall illuminated the newly renovated wooden beams and walls, while outside the window lay the quiet night view of the mountain forest.
"Alright, now that we're all alone," Feng Xiaolu spoke first, her face filled with excitement and curiosity. "Quick, tell me in detail! What's going on in Guang City? Second Senior Sister, are you really going to university? And Junior Brother, how did you manage to get that high monk from the Vajra Temple so obedient?"
Wei Qingyi seemed to have reverted to her usual aloof and serious self as the second senior sister. She said earnestly, "Yes, it's decided. School starts in September. I'll stay on the mountain to cultivate diligently and also help the sect with some tasks." Then, she looked at Feng Xiaolu and advised, "But you, junior sister, it's not good to keep lying around all the time. Why don't you consider coming with me to study, and in a few years you can take the college entrance exam too?"
Feng Xiaolu instantly bristled, glaring angrily at Wei Qingyi. "How did I lie? I earn my living outside through my own skills! Fortune telling, divination, talisman drawing, exorcism... aren't all of these genuine skills? How can you call it lying! Besides, now that spiritual energy is recovering, there are many demons and monsters outside. It's precisely the time for us cultivators to go down the mountain to eliminate evil and protect the righteous path! Studying? I don't want to be locked in a classroom!"
As she spoke, she raised her chin defiantly, flicked her wrist, and revealed a newly drawn talisman, its surface shimmering with spiritual light, between her fingertips. She said proudly, "See this? This is my recently improved 'Gentle Breeze Talisman,' a formula I've been researching from ancient times. It can easily stir up even the slightest breeze in the world—something I wouldn't have dared to dream of before! Practice makes perfect, you know?"
Looking at her self-righteous and irresponsible attitude, Wei Qingyi shook her head helplessly, too lazy to argue with her anymore. She knew that her third junior sister was impulsive and it would be difficult for her to settle down and study.
Chen Anran watched her two senior sisters bickering and smiled as she tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, the third senior sister is accumulating experience by traveling the world, while the second senior sister is pursuing knowledge to increase her wisdom. They are both ways of cultivation, and they lead to the same goal through different paths."
Wei Qingyi sighed softly before expressing her concerns, "The revival of spiritual energy has only just begun, and the further it goes, the more chaotic the world will become, with more and stronger demons and monsters appearing. I'm truly worried that she might encounter dangers she can't handle outside."
As she spoke, her gaze fell on Feng Xiaolu, who was still triumphantly playing with her new talisman. Her eyes were filled with the concern and worry of a senior sister for her junior sister.
Looking at the scene before him, Chen Anran suddenly felt a strange sensation.
He recalled Wei Qingyi's decisive action at the intersection of the old buildings in Guangzhou, rushing headlong into what appeared to be a den of evil cultivators; he also remembered her calm demeanor as she wielded a peach wood sword and dealt with the vengeful spirits on the "ghost flight." In contrast, his third senior sister, Feng Xiaolu, though she proclaimed herself to "exterminate demons and protect the righteous path," was actually the most timid, her first reaction to danger often being to "run away in the wind" or hide behind him.
One is incredibly daring but prefers ordinary work and studying; the other is cautious and values his life but enjoys pushing the boundaries of danger...
Chen Anran collected her thoughts and smiled, saying, "Second Senior Sister, I understand your concerns. However, you can rest assured about Third Senior Sister's safety."
"Um?"
"Ask your third senior sister how many of her clothes, from head to toe, are still 'ordinary' items?"