Personally Kill You

Ye Feiyang looked at those glittering Gold Coins, and his mind became active again.

He took out ten Gold Coins, originally intending to have Ning Rongrong run errands and make the purchases herself, but then he remembered just how wealthy this little rich girl was...

So he very naturally tucked those ten Gold Coins back into his own pocket, plastered a kind smile on his face, and said, "Rong Rong, your master suddenly remembered that he has other matters to handle. I'll leave the important task of buying supplies to you! Remember to buy a few extra sets of bedding and daily necessities, along with enough ingredients for three days."

He naturally added, "Oh, right. You pay for it first, then come back and get reimbursed by me!"

As for whether he would reimburse her, and how much, that could be discussed later.

Ning Rongrong froze at once.

What? Her master was not going? Then what was the point of going into the city to shop by herself? If she could not get close to her master, would she not be spending this money for nothing?

She had truly lifted a rock only to smash her own foot!

She now wanted nothing more than to give Zhu Zhuqing another hundred Gold Coins and have her senior sister go shopping instead.

But when she turned around, she found that Zhu Zhuqing had already very conscientiously picked up a broom and started sweeping, giving her no chance to offer a second bribe.

"Humph!"

Ning Rongrong stomped her foot in anger, pouted unhappily, and headed toward the city with an expression that said she had suffered a huge loss.

After confirming that Ning Rongrong had gone far away, Ye Feiyang sidled up to Zhu Zhuqing, who was sweeping, rubbed his hands together, and grinned. "Good disciple, how about this? Your master will help you clean up, and you split half of those hundred Gold Coins with me. Fifty-fifty, fair and square!"

Zhu Zhuqing's lips twitched slightly.

This master of hers really loved money like his life. He would not even spare this tiny bit of hard-earned cash.

She sighed, but readily handed all one hundred Gold Coins back to Ye Feiyang. "Master, you can have all of it. I still have a few dozen Gold Coins on me, enough for now."

After all, how could the cultivation technique her master had given her be measured in money?

Ye Feiyang's eyes lit up. Without the slightest politeness, he snatched the coins, stuffed them into his clothes, and said in a grandiose tone, "Ahem, your master will keep them for you first! If you need money later, just come ask me for it anytime!"

After pocketing the money, he did keep his word and picked up another tool. "Hurry up and clean! I'll handle the courtyard outside, while you clean the rooms inside."

He did not put on any airs as a master. As soon as he finished speaking, he briskly got to work.

Naturally, Zhu Zhuqing would not argue with him over such things. There were only four or five rooms inside, so cleaning them did not take long.

Master and disciple worked together, and by the time they had cleaned everything inside and out until it looked brand-new—

The sky had already grown late, and the setting sun cast a warm golden afterglow over the courtyard.

Just then, light footsteps sounded outside the gate, and Ning Rongrong came hopping back.

She looked at the refreshed little courtyard, as well as the young man and young woman seated across from each other beside the stone table.

The sunset glow fell over them, painting an extraordinarily warm and peaceful scene.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong's heart felt sour. How wonderful would it be if she were the one sitting beside her master?

"Master! I'm back!"

She called out loudly, shattering the harmony that made her somewhat jealous.

Then, as if she had suddenly remembered something, she raised the Sword Leaf Bracelet on her wrist and said dramatically, "Oh, right, Master! Why didn't you tell me that this storage bracelet has a full hundred cubic meters of space?"

Blinking her large eyes, she exclaimed in amazement, "If this went to auction, it would be worth at least a million Gold Coins! Master, you're far too generous. You just gave away something this valuable..."

Her words were like little knives stabbing repeatedly into Ye Feiyang's heart.

Did he not know the bracelet was valuable?

He simply had not expected it to be valuable to this extent!

If that damned tracking function was included, its value was practically immeasurable.

Unfortunately, the system had said it was exclusive and could not be used by anyone else.

"Humph!"

Ye Feiyang snorted irritably and forcibly changed the subject. "You were gone so long that we're nearly starving to death! Where are the supplies?"

A trace of nervousness flashed across Ning Rongrong's face.

She had indeed wandered around the city for too long. She had even secretly bought plenty of snacks and eaten her fill before returning.

"Uh, I-I just arrived here, so I wasn't familiar with the roads. I wandered around for ages before finding a place that sold things."

She hurriedly made an excuse and gave him an advance warning. "Master, considering how hard I worked, even if you're angry, you can't hit me!"

Ye Feiyang rolled his eyes at her. He had no time to sulk over such things.

"Cut the nonsense. Put all the ingredients in the kitchen. Today, your master will cook personally and show you what he can do."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ye Feiyang in surprise. She had not expected her master to know how to cook.

The image of this man in her heart gained another touch of warmth, becoming even more substantial.

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, a strange thought popping into her mind. Show them what he could do? Was it some kind of sticky stuff?

To see for themselves whether Ye Feiyang could actually cook, all three of them eventually squeezed into the kitchen.

Fortunately, the village house was spacious and the kitchen was not small. Otherwise, they truly would have had no room to turn around.

"Are you two here to help?" Ye Feiyang asked as he looked at the two girls who had followed him in.

They both nodded, feeling that working together would be nice.

"Fine, then we'll divide the work. One peels garlic, one washes vegetables, and I'll cut the meat and cook!"

Soon, the kitchen filled with the rapid clatter of chopping and the collision of spatulas against pots.

Cooking smoke rose in wisps outside, while waves of enticing aromas drifted from the kitchen.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were both somewhat stunned. Ye Feiyang's movements flowed as smoothly as clouds and water. He tossed the wok and seasoned the food, every action carrying an indescribable proficiency and elegance. He did not look like a beginner at all.

"Master, you're amazing!" Ning Rongrong could not help exclaiming.

Ye Feiyang merely smiled without speaking, inwardly enjoying his disciple's admiration.

Zhu Zhuqing was more observant. She softly asked, "Master, your skills don't seem like those of a novice. Did you have a hard life when you were young?"

Her words unintentionally stirred Ye Feiyang's memories.

"Ah, it's too painful to recall. Poverty forced me to learn," he replied vaguely.

In truth, these cooking skills were survival skills he had brought from his previous life and had nothing to do with this one.

In this life, he had spent nearly all his time cultivating and traveling, with no fixed residence. Aside from Shenma Village, which he had not returned to in five or six years, he barely had anything resembling a permanent home.

Before long, four dishes and a soup were brought to the table.

The dishes, complete in color, aroma, and flavor, gleamed enticingly. Even Ning Rongrong, who had secretly eaten her fill in the city, found her appetite stirred.

"Stop staring. Your drool is about to drip into the dishes. You're all hungry, right? Then dig in!" Ye Feiyang urged.

Looking at the steaming home-cooked meal before her, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt her nose sting, and she had the urge to cry.

Though the man before her was her master, at that moment he felt more like a warm and dependable family member.

She had been born into nobility, yet she had never experienced such simple, pure warmth.

She found herself growing more and more attached to this feeling.

Ning Rongrong had grown up clothed in silk and fed on delicacies, but when she tasted Ye Feiyang's cooking, her eyes also lit up.

This unique flavor was something she had never experienced before.

She suddenly regretted eating so many snacks earlier. Her stomach was stuffed, but she could still manage a couple more bites.

"Master!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly called out, her eyes sparkling. "Can you cook for us every day from now on? I love this flavor so much!"

She immediately brought out the power of money. "Master, I'll pay! I'll cover all our future food expenses!"

Ye Feiyang had wanted to refuse, but the moment he heard the word "pay," the words at his lips were swallowed back down.

It was hilarious. He simply could not resist that kind of temptation!

"No problem."

He agreed to Ning Rongrong's suggestion without a moment's hesitation, exceptionally readily.

The temptation of money was simply impossible to refuse.

"You're still growing, so you really should eat better. Especially meat—chicken, duck, fish, and pork, none can be lacking. And vegetables, fruits, all kinds of seasonings, those need to be stocked as well..."

He began counting on his fingers.

Ning Rongrong listened earnestly, afraid she would miss something and fail to buy it all later.

Seeing how serious she was, Ye Feiyang deliberately continued slowly, "As for the money... forget it. Your master isn't particularly rich, and is even a little poor, but supporting you two is no proble—"

He deliberately dragged out his tone.

Sure enough, before he could finish, Ning Rongrong became anxious. She immediately stood up and patted her chest in assurance. "Master! We already agreed that I'd cover everything! You've taught us such precious cultivation techniques, treated us so well, and still have to work hard cooking for us. How can we make you pay for food too? It has to be me!"

Zhu Zhuqing did not have that much money, but she did not want to eat and live for free either. She hurriedly stated, "Then from now on, I'll handle all the housework?"

Ye Feiyang and Ning Rongrong were not polite in the least. They answered in unison, "Fine! It's all yours!"

Looking at the master and disciple who had so quickly reached an agreement, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt that something was off. Had she just been set up by capitalism?

And so, Zhu Zhuqing happily received the full housework package.

Although the cultivation techniques had already been passed on, they mostly required the girls to cultivate and comprehend them on their own.

Still, Ye Feiyang had to give the guidance lessons that needed to be given.

The next morning, sunlight filled the little courtyard.

All three had slept well and gathered in the courtyard, refreshed and full of energy.

Ye Feiyang clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth before the two girls, putting on the full air of a master.

"Listen carefully..."

He cleared his throat. "The cultivation techniques I gave you both include methods for tempering spiritual power. Rong Rong, you must cultivate your Exquisite Heart Aperture diligently every day without interruption. Zhu Qing, the same goes for your Soul Shifting Great Art."

"You both know that the upper limit of the age of soul rings you can absorb depends on two foundations: the toughness of your body and the strength of your spiritual power."

"Therefore, while increasing your spiritual power, you must also keep up with physical training. Neither can be neglected."

"I will specifically design a body-tempering regimen for you. From now on..."

Ye Feiyang spoke endlessly for over half an hour, mostly saying correct but empty platitudes.

Yet neither girl found it boring. If they could not take in the principles, they could always look at his face!

Just looking at their master's pleasing face and the serious expression he wore while speaking was enough to lift their spirits.

"Alright, that's enough for now."

He finally ended his lecture. "For the next two days, you'll have free time. If you have time, go across the street and pay more attention to that girl named Xiao Wu."

At once, vigilance appeared in both girls' eyes.

There were already two disciples sharing one master in their sect, and resources were a little tight. Why recruit another person?

"Master, I object!" Ning Rongrong was the first to jump out. "Poaching someone is wrong!"

"Master," Zhu Zhuqing softly echoed, "I think Rong Rong is right."

Ye Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an unhappy expression.

This concerned the improvement of his own strength. How could he allow his disciples to dictate it?

"What? You don't intend to listen to your master anymore?"

His tone sank. "Since you're unwilling to go, then I have my own methods. I'll give you another task now—"

He pointed across the street. "Go challenge the students of Shrek Academy. Treat them as your sparring partners. Actual combat is the fastest way to improve your strength."

"If they refuse to spar, then take the initiative and force them to fight! If anything happens, your master will take responsibility! Alright, go."

He thought that plenty of real combat was better than cultivating bitterly behind closed doors.

Were there not a bunch of free sparring partners across the street?

Once both girls broke through to level thirty, he would probably reach level eighty as well.

Then he would take them to the Star Dou Great Forest. Once they absorbed their soul rings, they would leave this place.

Some vague thoughts seemed to flash through his mind, only to quickly disappear.

Ye Feiyang muttered to himself, It feels like I've forgotten something important...

"Master!"

Ning Rongrong's voice interrupted his thoughts. Pointing at her own nose, she looked utterly incredulous. "You want an auxiliary-type soul master like me to challenge them??"

Hearing that, Ye Feiyang flicked her smooth forehead with a finger. "Idiot! Can't you fight two against two? If not, can't you challenge their auxiliary-type soul masters? You have the Glazed Wall's reflected damage. What are you afraid of?"

He glared at her. "Even if you can't beat them, can't you reflect them to death? Put those pestering skills of yours to use!"

After being lectured like that, Ning Rongrong was not annoyed in the slightest. Instead, she felt honored.

Her master cared about her, so he was doing it for her own good!

Even when he scolded people, he looked so handsome. It was the second day of liking her master.

"Got it, Master!"

Rubbing her forehead, she said with a grin, "Then we're going now! Remember to have food ready when we get back!"

Ye Feiyang waved his hand. Cooking was nothing difficult.

After sending off his two disciples, Ye Feiyang immediately felt a little bored. He simply found something to do in the courtyard, such as planting flowers and pulling weeds.

Shrek Academy

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong arrived side by side.

According to the strategy they had discussed, Ning Rongrong would handle the "cackling," while Zhu Zhuqing would handle the "slaughter."

After all, Ning Rongrong was not yet familiar with her new cultivation technique, so for now, she would mainly watch and cheer.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, circulated her Soul Power, and her crisp yet somewhat provocative voice immediately spread through half of Shrek Academy:

"Hey~~ Shrek students! Come out and receive guests! We're from the Supreme Academy across the street, and we've come specifically to challenge your school today! Is anyone brave enough to come out and exchange a few moves?"

Her voice precisely entered the ears of the Shrek students who were undergoing Flender's intensive training on the practice field.

Everyone's expressions instantly became incomparably ugly.

Someone had come right to their doorstep to provoke them? This was simply the greatest humiliation!

Dai Mubai, who had been beaten black and blue yesterday, had recovered almost completely after treatment from a healing-type soul master.

The moment he saw Zhu Zhuqing, fury immediately blazed in his eyes.

Yesterday, this woman had beaten him viciously in public!

She was his fiancée! How dare she? How could she bring herself to do it?

"Zhu Zhuqing! You still have the nerve to come see me?" he roared.

Ning Rongrong immediately rolled her eyes.

What did this stupid big blond guy mean? She looked at Zhu Zhuqing in confusion, her gaze full of questions.

Zhu Zhuqing could not be bothered to explain. She merely looked coldly at Dai Mubai, her tone filled with disgust:

"I'm here to challenge you. My master said you are not allowed to refuse. Otherwise... he'll come personally and kill you."