Personally Killing You

Ye Feiyang looked at the glittering gold coins, his mind becoming active again.

He took out ten gold coins, originally planning to have Ning Rongrong run errands to purchase things himself. But then he thought about how rich this little rich woman was...

So, he very naturally stuffed the ten gold coins back into his own pocket, a kind smile appearing on his face. "Ah, Rongrong, your Master suddenly remembered there are some other matters to attend to. This important task of procuring supplies, I'll leave it to you! Remember to buy a few more sets of bedding and daily necessities, and prepare enough ingredients for three days' worth of meals."

He naturally added, "Oh, right, you pay for it first, and I'll reimburse you when you get back!"

As for whether he would reimburse her or how much, that was another story.

Ning Rongrong was stunned when she heard this.

What? Master wasn't going? Then what was the point of her going to town to buy things alone? If she couldn't get close to Master, wasn't this money wasted?

She had practically shot herself in the foot!

She now wished she could take out another hundred gold coins and give them to Zhu Zhuqing, so her senior sister could go shopping for her.

But when she turned her head, she saw that Zhu Zhuqing had already very consciously picked up a broom and started sweeping, completely denying her the opportunity for a second bribe.

"Hmph!"

Ning Rongrong stomped her foot in anger, pouting her small lips in dissatisfaction, her expression clearly showing she felt she had lost out. She dejectedly headed in the direction of the town.

After confirming Ning Rongrong had gone far, Ye Feiyang sidled up to Zhu Zhuqing, who was sweeping, rubbed his hands, and grinned as he negotiated, "Good disciple, how about you let me help you sweep, and you give me half of the hundred gold coins you just got? Fifty-fifty, very fair!"

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth upon hearing this.

This Master was truly greedy for money, not letting go of even this hard-earned cash.

She sighed, but was quite straightforward, handing all one hundred gold coins back to Ye Feiyang. "Master, I'll give all this money to you. I still have dozens of gold coins on me, which is enough for now."

After all, the value of the cultivation technique Master gave her couldn't be measured by money, could it?

Ye Feiyang's eyes lit up. He took the money without any pretense and stuffed it into his embrace, saying grandly, "Ahem, your Master will help you keep it for now! When you need money in the future, you can come to me anytime!"

After pocketing the money, he kept his word. He picked up another tool. "Hurry up and sweep! I'll take care of the outer courtyard, and you can be responsible for cleaning those rooms inside."

He didn't put on any airs of being a Master and immediately started tidying up efficiently.

Zhu Zhuqing naturally wouldn't argue with him about these things. There were only four or five rooms inside, so cleaning them was quick.

The Master and disciple worked together. Once everything inside and out was tidied up and looked brand new...

The sky was gradually darkening, and the setting sun cast a warm golden glow over the courtyard.

Just then, light footsteps could be heard from outside the courtyard gate, and Ning Rongrong returned, skipping happily.

She looked at the newly tidied courtyard and the young man and woman sitting opposite each other by the stone table in the courtyard.

The afterglow of the sunset fell upon them, outlining an exceptionally warm and peaceful scene.

Ning Rongrong's heart inexplicably ached. How wonderful it would be if it were her sitting next to Master.

"Master! I'm back!"

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

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

She blinked her large eyes, utterly amazed. "If this were put up for auction, it would be worth at least a million gold coins! Master, you're too generous, giving away something so precious just like that..."

These words felt like little knives, piercing Ye Feiyang's heart and twisting repeatedly.

Did he not know this bracelet was valuable?

He just hadn't expected it to be worth that much!

If the damn tracking function was also considered, its value was immeasurable.

Unfortunately, the system had said it was exclusive and others couldn't use it.

"Hmph!"

Ye Feiyang snorted impatiently, forcibly changing the subject. "You were gone for so long, we're almost starving! Where's the stuff?"

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

She had indeed wandered around town for too long, secretly bought a lot of snacks, and even ate her fill before returning.

"Uh, I, I'm new here and don't know the way around, so I got lost for a long time before finding the place to buy things."

She quickly made an excuse and preemptively inoculated him, "Master, considering how hard I worked, even if you're angry, you can't hit me, okay!"

Ye Feiyang gave her a look. He didn't have the time to get angry with her about such things.

"Stop chattering. Put the ingredients in the kitchen. I'll cook today and show you my skills."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ye Feiyang with some surprise. She didn't expect Master to know how to cook?

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

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, a strange thought popping into her mind: show her skills? Was it something sticky?

To personally verify if Ye Feiyang could really cook, the three of them ended up crowding into the kitchen.

Fortunately, the village house was spacious, and the kitchen wasn't small, otherwise, they would have been squeezed unable to move.

"Are you two going to help?" Ye Feiyang looked at the two girls who followed him in.

The two nodded in unison, feeling that working together was quite good.

"Alright, let's divide the labor. One will peel garlic, one will wash vegetables, and I'll be in charge of cutting meat and cooking!"

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the sounds of chopping vegetables and the clanging of pots and pans.

Smoke curled up from the chimney outside, and the enticing aroma of cooked food wafted from the kitchen.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were both mesmerized. Ye Feiyang's movements were fluid and natural, tossing the wok and seasoning the food with a skill and elegance that was hard to describe, making him seem anything but a novice.

"Master, you're amazing!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed involuntarily.

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

Zhu Zhuqing, however, was more observant. She asked softly, "Master, your cooking doesn't seem like a beginner's. Did you have a very difficult childhood?"

Her words unintentionally touched upon Ye Feiyang's memories.

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

This culinary skill was actually a survival skill from his previous life, unrelated to this one.

In this life, he had spent most of his time cultivating and traveling, with no fixed abode. Apart from that Shenma Village, which he hadn't visited in five or six years, he had no real home.

Before long, four dishes and one soup were served on the dining table.

The dishes, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, exuded an alluring luster. Even Ning Rongrong, who had already eaten her fill by sneaking snacks in the city, found her appetite whetted.

"Don't just stand there, you're drooling into the food. You must all be hungry, right? Let's eat!" Ye Feiyang called out.

Looking at the steaming, home-cooked meal before her, Zhu Zhuqing's nose suddenly tingled, and she felt an urge to cry.

This man before her, though her Master, now felt more like a warm and reliable family member.

Despite her noble upbringing, she had never experienced such simple, pure warmth.

She realized she was becoming increasingly attached to this feeling.

Ning Rongrong, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, also had her eyes light up upon tasting Ye Feiyang's cooking.

This unique flavor was something she had never experienced before.

She suddenly regretted eating so many snacks earlier, her stomach now feeling quite full. However, she could still manage a couple more bites.

"Master!"

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

She immediately brought out her financial power. "Master, I'll pay! I'll cover all the future meal expenses!"

Ye Feiyang had intended to refuse, but upon hearing the words "pay," he swallowed the words he was about to say.

Hilarious, I can't resist this temptation!

"No problem."

He agreed to Ning Rongrong's proposal without hesitation, with unusual promptness.

He truly couldn't resist the allure of money.

"You're still growing, so you really need to eat well. Especially meat – chicken, duck, and fish are all essential. And don't forget vegetables and fruits, and make sure to have all sorts of seasonings..."

He began counting on his fingers.

Ning Rongrong listened intently, afraid of missing anything that she might not be able to buy later.

Seeing her serious expression, Ye Feiyang deliberately continued slowly, "As for the money... let's forget it. Although Master isn't exactly rich, and is even a bit poor, I can still afford to feed you all..."

He deliberately drew out his tone.

As expected, before he could finish, Ning Rongrong became anxious. She immediately stood up and patted her chest, promising, "Master! We agreed I'd cover everything! You've taught us so many precious cultivation methods and treated us so well, and now you have to trouble yourself to cook for us. How can we possibly let you pay for the food? I must do it!"

Zhu Zhuqing, standing beside them, didn't have as much money, but she didn't want to eat for free either. So, she quickly stated, "Then, I'll take care of all the housework from now on?"

Ye Feiyang and Ning Rongrong, without any hesitation, replied in unison, "Deal! It's yours!"

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

Thus, Zhu Zhuqing happily received the complete package of household chores.

Although the cultivation methods had been taught, much of it required them to practice and gain insights on their own.

However, Ye Feiyang still needed to conduct the scheduled guidance sessions.

The next morning, sunlight filled the small courtyard.

All three had slept soundly and gathered energetically in the courtyard.

Ye Feiyang, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in front of the two girls, fully adopting the air of a master.

"Listen carefully..."

He cleared his throat. "The cultivation methods I've passed down to you all include methods for tempering spiritual power. Rongrong, your Exquisite Heart Aperture must be diligently cultivated every day. Zhuqing, the same applies to your Soul Shifting Great Art."

"As you both know, the upper limit of the years for absorbing Soul Rings depends on two foundations: the toughness of your physique and the strength of your spiritual power."

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

"I will design a set of physical training routines specifically for you. From now on..."

Ye Feiyang lectured for over half an hour, his words a torrent of correct but hollow platitudes.

However, the two young women didn't find it boring. Even if they couldn't absorb the principles, they could still admire his face!

Just looking at their Master's pleasing features and his serious expression as he spoke was enough to make them happy.

"Alright, that's enough for now," he finally concluded his lecture. "For the next two days, you'll have free time. If you have the chance, go pay more attention to that girl named Xiao Wu across the way."

Upon hearing this, a look of vigilance immediately flashed in both their eyes.

With two disciples already sharing one Master, weren't resources already a bit strained? Why recruit another person?

"Master, I object!" Ning Rongrong was the first to speak up. "Stealing people is wrong!"

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

Ye Feiyang's eyes narrowed slightly, a displeased expression crossing his face.

This was a matter of his own strength improvement, how could his disciples sway him?

"What, are you saying you won't listen to my words anymore?" His tone deepened. "Since you're unwilling to go, I have my own methods. I'll give you another mission now—"

He pointed across the way. "Go challenge the students from Shrek Academy. Treat them as sparring partners; practical combat is the fastest way to improve strength."

"If they refuse to spar, then attack first and force them to fight! Whatever happens, I'll take responsibility! Alright, go."

He thought to himself, more practical combat is better than solitary cultivation. Aren't there a bunch of free sparring partners right across the way? Once they both break through to level thirty, he estimated he could reach level eighty. Then he'd lead them to the Star Dou Great Forest, absorb their Soul Rings, and leave this place.

Vague thoughts seemed to flash through his mind but quickly disappeared. Ye Feiyang muttered to himself, I feel like I've forgotten something important...

"Master!" Ning Rongrong's voice interrupted his thoughts. She pointed to her own nose, her face incredulous. "You want me, a Support-type Soul Master, to challenge them??"

Ye Feiyang heard this and flicked her smooth forehead. "Stupid! Can't you fight 2v2? Or can't you challenge their Support-type Soul Master? You have the Glazed Wall's backlash, what are you afraid of?" He glared. "Even if you can't win, can't you reflect their attacks back and kill them? Use your annoying skills!"

After this lecture, Ning Rongrong wasn't annoyed; instead, she felt honored. Her Master cared about her, and it was for her own good! Even his scolding was so good-looking. This was her second day liking her Master.

"Got it, Master!" she said with a grin, rubbing her forehead. "We'll go now! Remember to cook dinner and wait for us!"

Ye Feiyang waved his hand. Cooking was a small matter.

After sending off his two disciples, Ye Feiyang suddenly felt a bit bored. He decided to find something to do in the courtyard, like planting flowers or pulling weeds.

Shrek Academy

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong arrived side-by-side. According to their agreed-upon strategy, Ning Rongrong was responsible for the "quacking," and Zhu Zhuqing was responsible for the "slaughter." After all, Ning Rongrong wasn't yet proficient with the new technique and was mainly responsible for observing and cheering for now.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and channeled her Soul Power. Her clear, slightly provocative voice immediately spread across half of Shrek Academy:

"Hey~~ Students of Shrek! Come out and receive us! We're from Supreme Academy across the way, and we've come specifically to challenge you today! Is anyone brave enough to come out for a few rounds!"

This voice precisely reached the ears of the Shrek students who were undergoing intense training on the training grounds under Flender. The expressions of everyone present instantly turned incredibly ugly. To be challenged and attacked on their doorstep? This was simply a deep humiliation!

Dai Mubai, who had been injured yesterday and had mostly recovered after treatment from a healing-type Soul Master, saw Zhu Zhuqing and his eyes immediately blazed with anger. He had been publicly beaten by this woman yesterday! She was his fiancée! How dare she? How could she strike him?

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

Ning Rongrong heard this and rolled her eyes. What did this blonde idiot mean? She looked at Zhu Zhuqing questioningly.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't be bothered to explain. She merely looked coldly at Dai Mubai, her tone filled with disgust: "I challenge you. My Master said you cannot refuse, otherwise... he will personally come and kill you."