Chapter 38

Chapter 38: My wife doesn’t let me talk to idiots

“It’s definitely meteorite iron.”

Su Xueyin’s face was full of envy:

“It’s a very good sword, it would cost at least 500,000 spirit stones outside, and the craftsmanship might not be as good as this one.”

After hearing this, Sang Nian’s eyes lit up.

As expected of the Sect Master, he’s generous.

He casually drops an orange weapon.

Chu Yao glanced at the sword, didn’t say anything, the atmosphere was a little low.

Su Xueyin didn’t notice, she propped her chin with her hands and continued talking to Sang Nian:

“The Sect Master is so kind to you, Brother Wen is his only disciple, he has to find his own materials and forge his own sword.”

Then he ended up giving the child a body full of muscles, right?

Sang Nian sighed.

She caught a glimpse of the chef carrying a tray towards them, she quickly tidied the table:

“The food is here, let’s eat first.”

The dishes were served one by one, they were delicious and fragrant, just looking at them made people drool.

Before leaving, the chef pointed to the room on the left and said to Sang Nian:

“There are snacks there, if you want to eat, go get some yourself.”

Sang Nian was interested, she went to that room.

There were only two people inside.

They were wearing matching chef uniforms, their heads and cheeks were completely covered with face masks, only their eyes were showing.

The pot behind them was steaming, they didn’t know what was being cooked, but the aroma was intoxicating.

She knocked on the door:

“Are there any snacks left?”

The two people who were talking stopped.

Sang Nian repeated her question.

They then nodded, one of them found a glass bowl, and stiffly turned around to scoop food from the pot.

The ladle went down and then came up, it scooped up a full spoonful of osmanthus lotus root powder balls.

Sang Nian was full of anticipation.

The next second, his hand began to tremble rhythmically.

The lotus root powder balls fell back into the pot one by one.

Sang Nian: “…”

Such a familiar technique.

He flicked his wrist, the remaining few balls in the ladle fell into the bowl, he pushed the bowl forward:

“Okay, scram… go.”

She dazedly picked up the bowl, just about to leave, she turned around and saw Xie Chenzhou walking in, her steps paused slightly, she was ready to go back with him.

Xie Chenzhou walked straight towards the two cooks, just as he was about to speak, they suddenly raised their heads.

Three pairs of eyes, six eyes met.

The air was silent.

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of schadenfreude.

Xie Chenzhou’s bowl of lotus root powder balls would probably be less than hers.

But soon, she couldn’t laugh anymore.

A bowl piled high with lotus root powder balls was held in front of Xie Chenzhou.

Sang Nian: “…”

She looked at his overloaded bowl, then at her own bowl that only had a few minor scratches, and slowly typed out a question mark.

At the long table, Xie Chenzhou’s face was expressionless, only his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Cook · Crow One: Fearful · ipg

Cook · Crow Two: Restrained · ipg

“Young Master,” they said in a voice only he could hear, “We have successfully infiltrated the Xiaoyao sect.”

Xie Chenzhou: “…I see.”

They said eagerly:

“Young Master, is there anything else you want to eat? We will sneak into the kitchen and get it for you at night.”

Xie Chenzhou: “…No need.”

Their faces were full of determination, “Young Master, don’t worry, as long as we are here, we will never let you go hungry!”

Xie Chenzhou glanced at Sang Nian waiting at the door, took a deep breath, loosened his clenched fist, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth:

“You are not allowed to talk to me anymore.”

Crow Two understood: “Young Master is afraid of exposing his identity?”

Crow One: “Young Master is cautious, we are far from his level!”

Xie Chenzhou’s expression was cold:

“No, I just simply don’t want to talk to fools.”

Crow One: (⃔* ‘ㅅ’*)⃕？

Crow Two: (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)！

Xie Chenzhou picked up his bowl and strode away, pulling Sang Nian with him.

On the way, Sang Nian asked softly: “Do you know them?”

Xie Chenzhou shook his head firmly: “No.”

Sang Nian couldn’t figure it out:

“Then why did they give you so many lotus root powder balls?”

Xie Chenzhou’s brow twitched, he suddenly turned around with her and went back.

Crow One and Crow Two who were blaming each other: “?!”

They instantly stood straight, not daring to move.

Xie Chenzhou handed Sang Nian’s bowl over, concise and to the point:

“Fill it up.”

Crow One: “Ah?”

Crow Two moved quickly, immediately adding two large scoops of lotus root powder balls to the bowl:

“Is that enough? Do you want some more?”

Xie Chenzhou said to Sang Nian:

“Is that enough?”

Sang Nian said dryly: “Enou-enough.”

Xie Chenzhou nodded: “Let’s go.”

Things happened so fast, Sang Nian hadn’t reacted yet, she already had a bowl full of lotus root powder balls in her hand.

It wasn’t until she sat back down that she blinked, as if waking from a dream.

She couldn’t help but glance at Xie Chenzhou with the corner of her eye.

The lot she had randomly drawn was for white porridge.

The young man lowered his head to drink porridge, his profile and jawline were sharp and smooth, his bony fingers held the porcelain spoon, as white as the porridge.

Sang Nian thought, Xie Chenzhou is indeed quite handsome.

Held in his hand, even the bland porridge seemed to become ambrosia.

Suddenly, Xie Chenzhou seemed to sense something, he turned his face towards her direction.

Sang Nian didn’t dodge, she raised an eyebrow at him and popped a lotus root powder ball into her mouth.

Delicious, hehe.

She ate with gusto, Xie Chenzhou paused, hesitantly glancing at his untouched lotus root powder balls.

He scooped up one and tentatively put it in his mouth.

…

It was sweet.

After dinner, Sang Nian said goodbye to Wen Buyu and Xie Chenzhou, and followed Su Xueyin to the First Elder’s Xiaoyue Peak.

Xie Chenzhou walked back to his residence alone.

When he passed by the same path he had taken earlier, his pace slowed down.

That patch of wood sorrel was still by the roadside, the petals were still delicate.

He walked past, not looking sideways.

Not far away, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

In the empty space, the pit that had been filled in during the day was being dug open little by little, the dead butterfly lay silently at the bottom of the pit.

Xie Chenzhou looked at it for a while, then bit his fingertip.

A crimson blood bead fell, slowly sliding down the broken butterfly wings, seeping into the soil.

He watched it without blinking.

The wings trembled.

Xie Chenzhou’s dark eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light.

Soon, the light extinguished.

The wind picked up.

The light purple butterfly fluttered its wings slightly in the wind, as if it were alive.

The wind stopped, and it stopped too.

The butterfly was completely dead.

What is gone, will never come back to life.

The wound on his fingertip healed automatically, Xie Chenzhou threw the soil back into the pit with force, got up and walked back to Baohua Peak.

There were a few vegetable patches on Baohua Peak, the old man with messy hair and beard was squatting in the field weeding, muttering to himself.

Xie Chenzhou didn’t even give him a glance, he walked straight to his house.

He heard the sound, and hurriedly greeted him:

“Back already?”

Xie Chenzhou faintly said “Hmm.”

The Second Elder patted the dirt off his hands and showed off:

“Look at this pumpkin, it’s bigger than your head, and look at this onion, it’s taller than you.”

Xie Chenzhou didn’t understand.

This man didn’t need to eat, why did he waste his time in the vegetable patch every day.

Just like he didn’t understand why Sang Nian would be so excited about having a garden.

The Second Elder saw that his face was wrong, his smile disappeared, and he asked:

“Did something happen?”

Xie Chenzhou shook his head, he was about to leave, but he couldn’t lift his feet.

Finally, he asked the Second Elder:

“Why do you like to grow vegetables?”

The Second Elder said awkwardly:

“Because I’m quite idle, I don’t have to go to the academy to teach or manage the sect every day, so I just planted these two acres of land.”

Xie Chenzhou lifted his foot and walked away.

Behind him, the Second Elder’s voice rang out again:

“There’s something on the table, it’s a gift from your master, see if you like it.”

Xie Chenzhou didn’t say anything, he quickly returned to his room.

There was indeed a rectangular box on the table.

It was covered in dirt.

He casually opened the lid.

A snow-white longsword appeared.

Xie Chenzhou was startled, he picked it up.

The longsword was simple in style, the hilt and scabbard were not decorated with any patterns, the material was hard and heavy.

He drew the blade, a cold light reflected on his face.

Meteorite iron.

Exactly the same as the one in Sang Nian’s hand.

Xie Chenzhou’s fingertip brushed against the scabbard, he turned his head and looked at the door, his eyes were full of confusion.

This is, a gift for him?

In the field, the Second Elder withdrew his gaze and continued to fight the weeds.

“What a silly child, there’s no reason for liking things.”

He shook his head and laughed at the plump little melons:

“If I have to give a reason, it’s probably because I want to watch them grow from seeds to seedlings, then bloom, bear fruit, and wither.”

“New life is born, old life passes away, the cycle continues, life goes on.”

“Everything is full of hope.”