Chapter 122: Divine-Grade Meat Sandwich
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Compared to Ye Qinghan's mind-reading ability, this was another supernatural power that proved equally difficult for Su Cheng to handle.
Ye Qinghan's mind-reading was impossible to guard against, while Yulan's tender assault was equally hard to fend off.
Yu Lan observed Su Cheng's slightly melancholy expression and immediately launched a magical attack infused with spell penetration. Her words carried a double meaning, prioritizing maximum efficiency!
"Tired?"
Su Cheng was so exasperated he laughed. Yu Lan was another one who simply didn't listen to a word anyone said!
At least Ye Qinghan still maintained some semblance of respect for their master-disciple relationship. When alone with him, Yu Lan was truly beyond control!
"Yu Lan, you bloody well are…"
After the teasing ended, she switched to a tender approach. Yulan spread her arms wide, striking the classic pose of a kindergarten parent picking up their child~
"Want a hug from your concubine? If my husband desires it, Yu Lan can transform into a figure like Second Young Miss's~"
"You should be this aerodynamically streamlined figure. Anything else just wouldn't have the same flavor."
Yu Lan didn't understand aerodynamics or streamlined shapes, but if this was the flavor her husband preferred…
"So what flavor am I?"
Su Cheng gave her a slightly mischievous look before speaking.
"Let me study it a while longer, then I'll tell you."
Su Cheng washed up, while Yulan lay in the still-warm bedding for another nap—she hadn’t slept well last night either.
Truth be told, Yu Lan had always been fine being alone. But once she tasted the sweetness of this…
…she found herself hooked.
When the time came, she simply couldn't sleep alone! But that young miss had actually set up a barrier around the master's room!
Yu Lan, who had hoped to sneak a midnight snack, returned to her own room in frustration.
Watching Yulan nestled blissfully in her blankets like a contented cat, Su Cheng felt he was straying further and further down the path of villainy.
If things continued at this pace, even he couldn't predict what terrible events might unfold.
Having lost both Ye Qinghan and Li Shiyao as pawns, how would Cheng Liang navigate his next two crises? Now Dongfang Jue was wavering, and Su Muchan hadn't joined the Celestial Path Pavilion as he'd anticipated.
"Yu Lan, go wake up those two lazybones. Today is the day of the Ling Mountain martial arts competition."
"Why doesn't my husband go himself? I'm a lazy little bugger too—can't get up~"
Su Cheng was utterly speechless. This day felt increasingly unbearable!
Su Cheng knocked on his two disciples' door. Hearing both were up and about, he descended to the backyard to practice a spear form. He waited for his disciples to greet him before heading to breakfast.
Yu Lan had no interest, content to curl up in Su Cheng's warm bed and bask in the coziness.
In the backyard, after the customary greetings, Su Cheng inquired about Ye Qinghan.
"Qinghan, have you finished cleaning up the Liu family's affairs?"
Ye Qinghan thought to himself, Didn't Master ask Xu Zhanfeng about this last night?
Though puzzled, he meticulously recounted the entire incident to Su Cheng once more, explaining the cause and effect in greater detail than he had with Xu Zhanfeng.
[So the Mo family was involved too…]
As Su Cheng pondered this, Ye Qinghan dumped the contents of a storage ring, piled high like a small mountain, onto the ground.
"These are the rare treasures and weapons seized from the Liu family. I present them to you, Master."
Su Cheng stuck to her usual routine, asking her two disciples if anything caught their eye. Whatever remained, she’d exchange for system points.
"Master, the rare treasures you gave Shiyu for cultivation are far superior to these. Shiyu wouldn't even glance at this junk~" Li Shiyu finished speaking, then seemed to notice something amiss…
"Speaking of which, with all the good stuff Master has, what use are these scraps?"
Ye Qinghan thought to herself, You make it sound like the Master collects junk!
"Shiyao, don't be disrespectful. How could we possibly fathom the Master's divine abilities? Though these treasures are of lower grade, once they pass through the Master's hands, they can be transformed into far superior treasures!"
Li Shiyu’s face lit up with astonishment: "Master is so amazing! Can Master teach me this? I want to learn it! Once I do, I’ll turn ordinary roujiamo into immortal-grade roujiamo!"
Ye Qinghan laughed until he doubled over, reaching out to pat Li Shiyu's head. "Shiyu, can you be a little more ambitious?"
Shiyao looked a little pouty: "Shiyao will be ambitious, but right now, Shiyao really wants to try that immortal-grade roujiamo."
"No one asked if it's real!"
Driven by his desire to spoil his disciple, Su Cheng didn't mind opening the system shop to take a look.
[Food, then finished products…]
But how could the system store have such unreliable…
Holy crap! It actually exists!
Ye Qinghan was stunned! So his master could actually conjure up a divine-grade roujiamo!
With a flick of his wrist, Su Cheng conjured a roujiamo…
Li Shiyao glanced at her wide-eyed senior sister, then at her master's face darkening with exasperation. She couldn't care less about that now!
"Master… Master is truly… Shiyao desperately wanted to butter him up, but her senior sister forbade her from using four-character phrases…"
This roujiamo? Truly a masterstroke! Utterly marvelous!
The four chatted and laughed as they finished breakfast and hurried toward Ling Mountain. Yu Lan still found it hard to adjust to their breakfast habits.
Had she not been accompanying her husband, she genuinely wouldn't feel hungry on an empty stomach—she'd long forgotten what hunger even felt like.
Today, Yu Lan wore the outfit Su Cheng had prepared for her, something called "Thief's Fortune"?
Much like Dragon King's Parallel Dimension, these names were all coined by Su Cheng. She didn't understand them, but found them somewhat endearing?
The long stockings, somewhat similar to Ye Qinghan's black ones yet distinct, paired with a standard short skirt—even her husband praised the look!
"Master, did you bring clothes for Shiyao? She wants an outfit just like Sister Qinghan and Sister Yulan's!"
Sigh~ Su Cheng felt a bit troubled…
Truthfully, it wasn't that there wasn't anything suitable for Li Shiyu. On the contrary, with her flawless figure, she could wear anything and still radiate that alluring, mature charm.
But while Yu Lan was someone he’d considered, Qinghan was purely an accident!
He'd never contemplated such things. With both disciples, he'd always been cautious—treating them like precious treasures, afraid to let them slip from his grasp. He'd never entertained such notions.
Su Cheng believed there was nothing wrong with girls loving to look pretty…
But… he still felt it was inappropriate to wear it out in public…
"Hmm… I'll take a look when I have time…"
Su Cheng couldn't bring himself to refuse. Even if Li Shiyu asked for the moon, he might find a way.
Seeing her master's somewhat dismissive response, Li Shiyu immediately turned her gaze to her senior sister: "Senior Sister, could you let me try on your outfit too~"
"No, this was given to Senior Sister by Master."
"Shiyao won't get it dirty, please, Senior Sister?" As she pleaded, her little paws caressed Ye Qinghan's long legs clad in black stockings, clinging to her side for a good while.
Jue'er was always as elusive as a ghost, so when a pair of tiny paws suddenly appeared on those long legs, Ye Qinghan didn't notice for a moment.
"Let Jue'er wear it too! She really likes it!"
Seeing Dongfang Jue, Li Shiyu lit up like a kid who'd just finished homework and spotted a playmate!
"Jue'er sister! Shiyu wants to tell you—I just ate a divine-grade roujiamo, and it was so delicious!"
"Really?!" Dongfang Jue looked utterly astonished, yet she didn't doubt it for a second!
Yu Lan merely smiled at Dongfang Jue's sudden appearance, finding all the girls surrounding Su Cheng uniquely charming and utterly delightful!
Ye Qinghan impatiently smacked each of them once, leaving Li Shiyu's little claws red and stinging—a formidable display for someone at the Foundation Establishment stage!
But with Dongfang Jue, she was much gentler, merely administering a light reprimand.
"Master, Qinghan is about to enter the fray."
"Mhm. I'll be watching."
At this moment, Ye Qinghan still didn't know that her opponent in this match would be the strongest person she had ever encountered.
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