"Brother Zimo, just give me a little to eat, please, ying ying ying," Liao Ruyan quickly acted spoiled and cute when she saw the situation.
"You're acting like a fawning dog now, making me happy with your flattery, then I'll agree," Xu Zimei huffed coldly.
"I refuse. A person like me would never bend over just for food. I can't possibly tell blatant lies with my eyes open," Liao Ruyan looked at Xu Zimei seriously and said word by word, "I've always believed that words are the most charming things in this world.
But your handsomeness is something words can't describe; even a glance feels like a desecration to you.
Oh no, it's the feeling of my heart racing.
Quick, turn your head away; don't let me see your handsome face, or I'll get all fluttery. I'm afraid if my little deer flutters too fast, what if it dies from the impact?"
"What big nonsense you're spouting," Xu Zimei said reproachfully with a glance at Liao Ruyan, then added, "I'll reward you with a chicken leg later."
Lin Ruhu and Zhang Chongtian both silently thought to themselves, "Shameless.
One really dares to praise, and the other dares to accept it with peace of mind."
......
The group put out the fire, and then served the two chickens.
The braised Medicine Path Holy Chicken already had a golden hue, making it look irresistible.
The steamed Medicine Path Holy Chicken, as soon as the lid was lifted, hit them with a thick wave of spiritual energy, as if all the essence was concentrated in the light white soup.
"Come on, bottom up this bowl of chicken soup," Xu Zimei lifted his bowl and announced loudly.
When the chicken meat entered his stomach, Xu Zimei could clearly feel a warm sensation inside, with a particularly strong spiritual energy circulating within.
He was almost unable to suppress his realm, about to break through the Spirit Vein Realm.
Everyone enjoyed the meal thoroughly, and after eating, they all felt invigorated, as if endowed with boundless strength, feeling as carefree as immortals ascending to heaven.
"Where did you buy this chicken, it's so delicious, I'll have my grandpa buy me one when I get back," Liao Ruyan said while gnawing on a chicken leg.
"Stop talking; can't eating even shut you up?" Xu Zimei clamored in response.
......
At that time, on Azure Mountain Peak where Xu Qingshan was located, a woman arrived, walking on air, and descended onto the summit of Azure Mountain Peak.
The woman was dressed in purple, with her graceful figure in full view. Her long hair was coiled behind her head, secured with a blue ribbon.
Her face was exquisite, and she carried an aloof, overbearing air that made people dare not look directly at her.
"Sixth Elder, is there something you need?" Xu Qingshan turned around and asked.
This woman was indeed the Sixth Elder of the True Martial Holy Sect, known as the Bright Moon Fairy, whose real name was Xiao Yuexuan.
Within the True Martial Holy Sect, from the Great Elder to the Fifth Elder, these five elders each had cultivated for a thousand years before reaching the Saint Vein Realm, and with their profound aptitude and their admired accomplishments, they were promoted to be one of the seven Great Elders.
The Sixth Elder, Seventh Elder, including the Deputy Sect Master Xu Qingshan, were all of outstanding talent, who after just over a hundred years of cultivation, advanced to the Saint Vein Realm.
With their powerful strength and exceptional talent, they had earned their current positions, which could be said to have been fought for with great effort.
"Deputy Sect Master, I might leave the sect for a while soon," Xiao Yuexuan said in her cool voice: "Before I started cultivating, I used to rely on an older sister for living.
But later, as I became devoted to stepping onto the Martial Path to Heaven and joining the True Martial Holy Sect, I unintentionally lost contact with her.
Now that I have achieved some success in my cultivation, I often think of her in the dead of night, so I plan to leave the sect to find her."
"No problem, go ahead," Xu Qingshan waved his hand and said.
The True Martial Holy Sect had strict regulations, and ordinary disciples had to report before leaving the sect. Even the internal and external elders had to ask for permission from their superiors when leaving.
As for the core seven Elders, they usually go directly to the Sect Master or Deputy Sect Master to report.
Of course, Xu Qingshan wouldn't deliberately make it difficult for one to leave, after all, it was just a formality.
The Sect Gate is the place many people consider their home, but it is also a small community with rules; you can't just come and go as you please, acting entirely on your own whims.
Unless one day you become strong enough to ignore the rules.
...…
After leaving the True Martial Holy Sect, Xiao Yuexuan headed east.
She walked on air, her gaze clear and profound, her purple robes fluttering slightly in the wind, a commanding aura swirling around her.
As she passed a forest, the Monster Beasts below trembled violently.
......…
Atop Goose Southern Peak, Xu Zimei stood on the summit, his eyes gazing toward the east.
"Chu Yang, at this time, you should also be about to embark on the path of cultivation," Xu Zimei said, a strange smile curving at the corner of his mouth, "With the protagonist's arrival, the main heroine too must begin to unveil this grand narrative."
His thoughts seemed to drift back to his past life, filled with memories he loathed to recall.
"Baili Xiao, Baili Xiao, you deceived me for so long in my previous life, and after using me, you kicked me into the Abyss and transformed into the main heroine.
This life, let us start anew; the control of this game now lies in my hands."
......…
Laughing out loud, Xu Zimei descended Goose Southern Peak and made his way toward his father's Azure Mountain Peak.
Actually, he wasn't worried at all; instead, he felt a fresh sense of excitement.
Every story has its protagonist and antagonist; the protagonists always enjoy the favor of the Heavenly Dao, possessing a halo of immortality, serendipity, and charm.
In essence, they are like indestructible cockroaches, always turning danger into safety; even if they fall off a cliff, they can't die and will somehow find a divine technique or meet an old man who teaches them martial arts.
Their side is never short of women; as long as they are beautiful, they end up in the harem, utterly devoted to the protagonist, and, coincidentally, these women come from terrifying family backgrounds.
What about the antagonists? They are always the tragic characters, squandering good opportunities, eventually losing everything, serving merely as a stepping stone for the rise of the protagonist.
......
Xu Zimei felt that protagonists could rise only because the antagonists' schemes were downright foolish.
They could use their absolute strength to kill the protagonist outright, but they always preferred to send some random minions to give experience to the protagonist.
If they fattened up the protagonist and only started paying serious attention when it was too late, by then, the protagonist would have already matured and begun to rise.
Xu Zimei chuckled lightly, "In my previous life, I was precisely one of those foolish antagonists."
......
Now, Xu Zimei knew everything about the protagonist Chu Yang, including the little village where he currently was—he knew exactly where it was.
If Xu Zimei wanted to kill Chu Yang, now would be the best opportunity; he didn't need to send any subordinates.
Xu Zimei could just go directly and ask his father Xu Qingshan for help; with a Saint Vein Realm powerhouse taking action personally, it wouldn't matter if Chu Yang were the protagonist, even ten lives wouldn't be enough.
A protagonist's luck does offer them protection, but even that protection has its limits.
If there were no limits to that protection, the protagonist could just go directly to the major sects to court death in the early stage, confident that fate's favor would keep them alive. Then why would they need to start from the bottom and work their way up step by step toward higher levels?
An attack from a Saint Vein Realm powerhouse, even if the Reincarnation Elder were there, what would it matter? There's no escape from it.