Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 31

Chapter 31: The Chickens in the Cultivation World Are Different

How could he still hear him speaking after coming back?

Was it an auditory hallucination, or was transmigrating to the cultivation world just his imagination?

“Entering a meditative state and getting stuck because of distracting thoughts in your heart—you are the first.”

Disdainful words, without mercy. Lin Qingyue looked up. “Chasing me all the way here just to scold me? Why don’t you just ascend to the heavens? Careful or I’ll call the police and send you to the research institute director to be sliced up for study.”

Whether it was because he retorted or because Ye Jingxian was too petty…

Suddenly, a suction force pulled Lin Qingyue directly in. He wanted to scream, but followed by a wave of dizziness, he woke up to see someone blocking him. He leaned back in fright. After seeing clearly who it was, he let out a sigh of relief.

“Eldest Senior Brother, why are you here?”

“If you’re awake, get up and practice the sword.”

Sensing something was wrong, Lin Qingyue asked, “What happened to me?”

Judging by the light, it should be three in the afternoon. Did he really sleep until now? That didn’t seem like something he would normally do.

Seeing his confusion, Ye Jingxian spoke. “It has been three days since you entered meditation.”

Three days. He felt like he had only gone back for a short while. Perhaps that was just a fleeting dream.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t quite distinguish what was real and what was fake. He was in a trance for a while until hunger pangs came from his stomach, bringing him back to his senses.

“Eldest Senior Brother, I’m very hungry. I can’t practice sword right now. Is there anything to eat?” He looked up at Ye Jingxian, looking like he was begging to be fed.

completely unexpected that he still needed to eat, Ye Jingxian was silent for a moment. “Get up. I’ll make it for you.”

Since such a good thing existed, without any hesitation, Lin Qingyue climbed up and followed behind him. “Alright!”

Ye Jingxian didn’t know how to cook complex dishes; at most, he could make porridge or roast meat. But Lin Qingyue couldn’t even do those.

Having someone cook for him without needing to lift a finger naturally brightened his mood. Lin Qingyue watched his efficient movements, unable to help at all, so he simply stood aside and watched, waiting for him to finish.

Ye Jingxian used spirit rice for the porridge and chose Gugu Beast for the roast meat. The meat of this demonic beast was tender and was a good item often used to pair with spirit rice.

After putting the spirit rice into the pot, he began to marinate the Gugu Beast. After a small half-shichen (approx. an hour), he started the fire to roast the meat.

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Pieces of meat sizzled with oil, emitting a fragrance. Lin Qingyue licked his lips.

“You can taste it.”

“Cough, cough. I’ll just taste if it’s cooked. I’m not very hungry.”

Lin Qingyue picked up a piece with chopsticks. Unexpectedly, his skills were quite good; it was actually delicious.

With these knife skills and cooking skills, if he were in the modern world, he would definitely be a great chef.

“Is it cooked?”

Lin Qingyue nodded. “Delicious…”

Lin Qingyue corrected himself, “I mean, it’s ready to eat.”

Ye Jingxian glanced at him. “You eat first. I’ll check the porridge.”

Lin Qingyue looked at the somewhat large chunks of meat and opened his sword case. “Whoever gets picked cuts the meat.”

Every single spirit sword was unwilling. How could dignified spirit swords cut meat? Lin Qingyue looked at them unhappily.

“You’re not even willing to cut meat. If we encounter danger later, are you going to leave me and run first?”

The spirit swords expressed: Fighting is fine, but asking us to cut meat… it can be other swords, but absolutely not me.

When Ye Jingxian came over with the pot, Lin Qingyue cast his gaze on his sword. “Eldest Senior Brother, can I borrow your sword for a moment?”

Feeling he might not lend it, Lin Qingyue handed his meat in front of him. “The meat is too big. Can Eldest Senior Brother help cut it?”

Meeting his gaze, Ye Jingxian fell silent for a moment. A young boy who lost his parents at a young age and lived until now… could he really not even cut meat?

“These swords of mine don’t listen to me. I really have no choice.”

Ye Jingxian handed the porridge to him and took out a dagger. “Use this.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

His swords made him unable to lift his head in front of Eldest Senior Brother. Lin Qingyue ground his teeth in anger. “Eldest Senior Brother, I think we can sell some swords appropriately in the future.”

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Ye Jingxian didn’t stop cutting the meat. “Is there some connection?”

“Nothing.”

Lin Qingyue angrily ate a mouthful of meat and drank a mouthful of porridge. He had already decided in his heart that if he ran out of money later, he would sell the swords. Whichever one was the most disobedient would be sold first.

“After eating, go practice the sword. You don’t need to go to the Lecture Hall these days. Cultivate here at Guizang Peak, and I will guide you.”

“Why?”

Lin Qingyue put down the meat, unhappy. “Why stop going to the Lecture Hall for no reason?”

Everyone else went to study every day. Only he, for various reasons, couldn’t go from time to time. He was already lagging behind the other disciples. If this continued, what if they surpassed him?

None of that was the most important thing. If he wasn’t there, and Yun Jinzhou used him as a control group to do something behind his back, he wouldn’t know anything.

“The sect has always been like this. Every entering disciple must go to the Lecture Hall to study and can only leave after passing the assessment. I cannot be this exception. Besides, staying at Guizang Peak… if I fail the assessment, wouldn’t that be shameful?”

Ye Jingxian: “This is the second time.”

“Second time for what?” Lin Qingyue was puzzled.

Ye Jingxian frowned unhappily. “To say you’re smart, the things you do are stupider one after another. To say you’re stupid, having a Heavenly Spirit Root and being able to enter meditation so easily is a wonder of the cultivation world.”

His sarcastic words made Lin Qingyue angry hearing them again.

He looked at the meat in his hand and the finished porridge, deciding not to bicker with him. He turned his head and muttered softly, “Not listening, not listening, chanting turtles.”

Seeing such an unappreciative person for the first time, Ye Jingxian’s face was truly ugly—as ugly as the day Lin Qingyue fought four people alone.

None of the junior brothers and sisters of Guizang Peak were like him: a pile of trouble, and so disobedient.

“If not for Shizun, why would I waste time here?”

“Heh!” Lin Qingyue put down the things in his hand, took out a handful of spirit stones, and shoved them into his hand. “These spirit stones count as buying the meal.”

The expression on his face disappeared. “You are the Eldest Senior Brother of the Wanjian Sect’s Guizang Peak. Taking care of me on behalf of Shizun is truly wronging a big shot like you. Eldest Senior Brother doesn’t need to worry about me in the future. I will speak to Shizun myself. No need to waste effort on someone like me.”

After rattling off a bunch of words, Lin Qingyue turned and left.

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He had actually thought about clinging to a ‘thigh’ (powerful backer) before. Sure enough, he was stupid. With someone like Ye Jingxian, if you stuck a hot face to his cold butt to curry favor, it would be strange if he didn’t mock you a few times before rejecting you. Good thing he hadn’t started yet.

He sneered in his heart. Sure enough, sickly people like him were just burdens in their eyes.

Ye Jingxian paused, holding the spirit stones.

“Wait.”

Lin Qingyue stopped but didn’t look back.

Ye Jingxian: “You can go to the Lecture Hall tomorrow.”

Lin Qingyue turned his head, looking at him incredulously. Just because he got angry, he was allowed to go?

“Really?”

“Really.”

Ye Jingxian looked at him. “However, you must come back to Guizang Peak every day before the You hour (5-7 PM) to practice the sword.”

This request wasn’t excessive. Lin Qingyue agreed immediately. “Deal.”

Having settled the matter, Lin Qingyue felt much better. He went back to his room and lay down. He had slept for three days, so he wasn’t sleepy now.

He took out the book he got from Yu Qianqian today. He got absorbed in reading and forgot the time. He only realized it was midnight when his stomach got hungry.

His stomach growling was really uncomfortable. Lin Qingyue got out of bed. He had to get something to fill his stomach.

After walking around, he decided to start a fire and roast a few sweet potatoes for himself.

Starting a fire only required a spell. Lin Qingyue confidently displayed his skills, paying absolutely no attention to the heat. The roasted sweet potatoes ended up as black charcoal.

Looking at the unappetizing charcoal sweet potatoes, he decided to switch to something else. He killed a chicken raised on the peak.

However, the chicken was dead, but he didn’t know how to start with the dead chicken.

He couldn’t exactly make the chicken come back to life and pluck its own feathers.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qingyue threw the chicken directly into the fire, planning to burn the feathers off. Who knew that the chickens in this cultivation world were different from reality? The fire flared up instantly.

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“Holy sh*t—!”

“My hair!”

A stream of water poured down directly.