Two Peerless Female Geniuses

Lin Su spread his hands, blocking the space between them. "Two beauties, don't get worked up... Let's talk things over properly!"

The two women's gazes shot toward him at the same time, both deeply astonished. You wanted to play peacemaker?

Wasn't this whole mess caused by you?

Lin Su said, "Dark Night, I only said that on purpose because I wanted to see you. I really didn't mean it that way in my heart. You help keep watch at the Lin Family every night, working so hard. I just wanted you to come down and have something tasty. I'll cook myself, fry up a few good dishes, drink a few cups of Baiyunbian, and talk martial arts and the Dao. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Don't you think?"

Most of Dark Night's bellyful of anger vanished in an instant.

Lin Su turned to Zhang Yiyu. "Yiyu, actually, I've admired you without end for a long time. Your brother said it himself—his younger sister was a celestial maiden. Seeing you today, I finally realized your brother was talking complete nonsense. How could there be a celestial maiden as beautiful as you beneath the heavens? You clearly are... are..."

He got stuck.

Zhang Yiyu looked at him quietly. "Are what?"

Lin Su scratched his head. "I set the tune too high. I honestly don't know... what could be more beautiful than a celestial maiden..."

Both women pressed hands to their foreheads. You rascal!

A dignified Provincial Examination Top Scorer—how could he behave like this?

Zhang Yiyu decided not to tangle with him any further and directly asked a question that greatly interested her:

"What is that yellow S novel you mentioned just now? Is it a new literary genre?"

Though the man before her was a rascal, there was one thing she had to acknowledge: his poems, his prose, his calligraphy—every one of them stood head and shoulders above the rest. The yellow S novel he mentioned naturally could not be anything ordinary. Perhaps her brother might achieve a breakthrough through it someday. Her brother was a genius in the literary Dao; if there truly was some new literary genre, it would be of immense help to him. Although the siblings often argued until heaven and earth went dark, at crucial moments, she, his younger sister, still thought of her brother.

The moment that subject came up, Dark Night's gaze changed.

Lin Su scratched his head even harder. The matter of yellow S novels was not something to discuss. The moment it was discussed, he risked getting beaten. He hurriedly changed the subject...

"How about I make you some small dishes? We can eat and drink while talking about martial arts?" He went out, pushed open the kitchen door, and called, "Mei Niang, prepare a few ingredients for me. I'm making some small dishes..."

Zhang Yiyu was utterly astonished, her gaze turning toward Dark Night. "He cooks himself?"

"Seems so!"

"Has he done it before?"

"Seven or eight times!"

"A dignified Provincial Examination Top Scorer... Such an insult to refinement. His mother doesn't beat him?"

"At first, she intended to, but later she seemed to get used to it. Besides, for him, this really doesn't count as insulting refinement..."

She wanted to say that what truly insulted refinement was him writing yellow S novels to flirt with her...

But naturally, she could not say that aloud.

Dark Night had stayed here for nearly two months, so her resistance was fairly strong. Zhang Yiyu was far worse off. Seeing Lin Su stir-fry with such practiced skill in the kitchen gave her wave after wave of upheaval. After he brought the dishes out, Zhang Yiyu took one bite with her chopsticks and felt even more overturned. These dishes were actually this delicious.

She was a cultivator and had nearly reached the realm of fasting from grain. What did fasting from grain mean? Not eating Mortal Worldly Affairs.

Yet when these dishes entered her mouth, she clearly felt that Mortal Worldly Affairs possessed an entirely different flavor...

When it came to eating, Dark Night was in the same realm as her.

Over the past two months, the dishes at Lin Manor had tempted Dark Night countless times. It would be a lie to say she had not wanted a taste, but her status was anything but ordinary. She could hardly throw away her pride and sneak into the kitchen in the dead of night to steal other people's leftovers. But the moment she tasted today's dishes, her appetite surged open, her taste buds instantly awakened. Fortunately, years of martial arts practice had given her the necessary composure, so she did not lose control. She ate slowly and leisurely, striving to treat the dishes before her as steamed cornbread she had eaten countless times...

Lin Su was also eating and drinking, taking every subtle expression on the two women's faces into his grasp.

There was absolutely no reason for him to work so hard to please them otherwise.

Dark Night: the pinnacle of martial arts!

Zhang Yiyu: a Five Realms Dao Flower!

Two peerless women, rare and difficult to find beneath the heavens, had actually gathered in his little house. What magnificent monkey dung—what fate!

He was not some monk free of the four worldly desires. He wanted something!

What did he want? What else could he possibly want?

Zhang Yiyu had tied her brother to the Bishui Sect so he could decipher the Ancient Heavenly Scroll for her. He needed to see what exactly this Ancient Heavenly Scroll, containing astronomy, the five elements, and mathematics, was—something worth wagering her own brother's future on.

Anything involving the Ancient Heavenly Scroll had to be a tremendous secret of the Bishui Immortal Sect. He could not appear overly interested, or it would be taboo. If the higher-ups of the Bishui Sect grew wary, they might very well chop him down with a single stroke. He needed to give her time, become familiar with her, and let her bring it up herself.

Then what did he want from Dark Night?

Naturally, martial arts.

He was different from others. He possessed Dual Roots of Literary and Martial Arts. He knew what to do along the literary Dao—nothing more than copy, copy, copy... No! Nothing more than use peerless literary knowledge to pass five barriers and slay six generals. But as for martial arts, he was completely at sea.

Though his father had also been a martial arts expert, he had only reached the rank of Martial Ancestor by the time he died. His elder brother was a martial arts prodigy and had now basically caught up with their father's pace. He too was a Martial Ancestor.

And what was the woman before him?

The Peeking Human Realm!

He had not even known there was such a realm in martial arts before. Just how vast was that gap?

A Martial Arts Grandmaster of a generation—if he did not pull her in to guide him in martial arts, would that not be like sitting atop a treasure mountain for two months and ending with empty hands?

For these two great goals, he spared no expense. He cooked personally, made the dishes himself, used his finest culinary skills to win them over, and deployed the flattery DA method he had never used in his entire life to flatter them...

The wine had been drunk, the dishes eaten, yet neither woman made a sound. Neither mentioned a single word about martial arts.

Now that was a little hard to understand. Had this young master's flattery been wasted?

Fine, then another move. This move was called: tossing out a brick to draw forth jade.

"Martial arts have interested me since I was young. I've also collected many stories of the martial world, and some of them are quite interesting. Ladies, would you like to hear them?"

The two women nodded at the same time, their eyes drifting with an air of: I won't say anything; I'll quietly watch you perform.

They were not good listeners. Perhaps he should have brought Xiao Tao in. If Xiao Tao heard him say that, she would surely jump up and look at him with peach-blossom eyes. "Young Master, tell Xiao Tao..."

How much more passion would that have had?

But the atmosphere had already reached this point. Time to begin.