The Tragic Du Bishu!

Great Bamboo Peak.

"Heh heh..."

Ye Xuan touched his chin, a smile appearing on his face.

With this Low-tier Alchemy Mastery.

His future days would be much more interesting.

"Knock knock knock!"

Just as Ye Xuan was envisioning the future, a sudden knock on the door sounded.

"Seventh!"

A voice came from outside the door.

It was Sixth Senior Brother Du Bishu.

This guy used to be called Du Dashu.

Because he gambled a lot, Tian Buyi forcibly changed his name to Du Bishu (赌必输 - gamble must lose).

"Sixth Senior Brother, what's up?"

Ye Xuan quickly stepped forward and slowly opened the door.

Outside the door.

Du Bishu held a tray in his hand, on which sat a bowl of steaming noodles, their aroma filling the air.

"You must have been too engrossed in your cultivation!"

"You didn't even eat lunch, here, I specifically saved this for you."

"This was personally cooked by Mistress."

"Normally, only Master and Ling'er get this treatment; the rest of us can only watch."

"As you know, I, your Sixth Senior Brother, am usually in charge of the food on Great Bamboo Peak, but my cooking skills..."

"Heh heh, compared to Mistress, it's worlds apart."

Du Bishu handed the noodles over, lowering his voice and saying.

"Thank you, Sixth Senior Brother!"

"And please thank Mistress for me too!"

Ye Xuan felt a warmth in his heart.

He took the noodles, didn't stand on ceremony, and directly lifted the bowl to take a big gulp of the soup.

"What thanks are needed!"

"We're family, no need for formalities!"

"By the way, Seventh!"

"Did Master scold you just now?"

"I saw his face all red and his neck thick, he seemed very agitated?"

Du Bishu waved his hand.

He leaned closer to Ye Xuan, asking with a gossip-filled expression.

Earlier.

Several senior brothers had seen Tian Buyi rush into the back hall.

They all thought that this new junior disciple brother must have made some big mistake to anger Master so much.

"Scold me?"

"No, Master was quite happy!"

Ye Xuan swallowed a mouthful of noodles, blinking his eyes with feigned confusion.

"Happy?"

Du Bishu looked unconvinced.

"When Master is happy, he always has a straight face!"

"Only when he's angry does his face turn red and his neck thicken..."

"Look at how Senior Brother gets scolded, his face turns as red as a monkey's backside."

Ye Xuan almost spat out his noodles.

What a comparison...

"Really!"

"Master even praised me!"

Ye Xuan drank the last bit of soup, licking his lips with lingering satisfaction.

"Praising me?"

"Seventh, are you running a fever?"

"Master praising someone? That'll happen when the sun rises in the west!"

Du Bishu looked as if he'd heard a tale from a fantasy novel, his eyes wide as saucers.

In the eyes of the disciples of Great Bamboo Peak, Tian Buyi was a master who was stern to the point of being harsh.

Let alone praise, being spared a few scoldings was cause for celebration.

"You don't believe me?"

Ye Xuan put down his bowl and chopsticks, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

"Don't believe you!"

Du Bishu shook his head with absolute certainty.

"Then shall we make a bet?"

A glint of cunning flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

"Bet on what?"

As soon as he heard the word "bet."

Du Bishu's eyes lit up immediately; it was an instinctive reaction etched into his very bones.

"We'll bet on…"

"Whether Master will give me an extra chicken drumstick at dinner."

Ye Xuan held up one finger.

"An extra chicken drumstick?"

"Seventh, are you dreaming?"

"The chicken drumsticks at our Great Bamboo Peak are portioned out!"

"One per person, never an extra!"

"Not even Mistress gets an exception!"

"Besides, Master's stingy…"

"Cough, cough, that frugal nature, would he give you an extra chicken drumstick?"

"Unless he's gone mad!"

Du Bishu almost jumped out of his skin.

"Sixth Senior Brother."

"Just tell me if you're betting or not."

Ye Xuan looked at him with a smile, like a big bad wolf luring a little white rabbit.

"Bet!"

"We absolutely must bet!"

"If you lose!"

"You'll wash my dirty clothes for a month!"

Du Bishu slapped his thigh.

Junior disciple brother is still too young, he thought. As his senior brother, I'll let him experience the wickedness of the human heart.

"Fine."

"And if you lose?"

Ye Xuan agreed readily.

"If I lose…"

"I'll cook special meals for you in the kitchen from now on!"

"Whatever you want to eat, as long as I have the ingredients, I'll be there on demand!"

Du Bishu's eyes darted around.

"Deal!"

Ye Xuan extended his palm.

Slap!

Their palms met in mid-air.

Du Bishu chuckled and walked away with his empty bowl.

He even hummed a little tune as he went.

He could already picture Ye Xuan with a sour face, doing his laundry.

Watching Du Bishu's retreating back.

The smile on Ye Xuan's face grew even brighter.

Sixth Senior Brother, oh Sixth Senior Brother.

This is a classic case of feeding the enemy.

During dinner…

That scene is bound to be spectacular.

Ye Xuan closed his room door, not resting immediately.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, assuming the five-points-touching-heaven posture.

Closing his eyes and centering his spirit.

The incantation of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao cultivation method flowed through his mind once more.

This time, the feeling was even clearer.

The Spiritual Energy of the heavens and earth around him seemed to be summoned by some force, converging madly towards this small room.

After an unknown amount of time.

The sky outside the window had already darkened slightly.

Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Because there was no follow-up to the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao cultivation method.

Ye Xuan was still at the first level of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao cultivation.

But the true essence within his body had more than doubled in strength.

This Primordial Era Version of the Innate Dao Body was truly domineering!

Afterward.

Ye Xuan glanced at the sky outside.

It was time to go fulfill that bet.

I wonder if Sixth Senior Brother is ready?

Ye Xuan pushed open his room door and strode out.

Shou Jing Hall dining room.

The disciples of Great Bamboo Peak had already arrived one after another.

Song Daren was serving porridge to everyone.

Wu Dayi was setting out bowls and chopsticks.

Zheng Dali was sneakily eating pickles, and He Dazhi swatted his hand.

Lu Daxin sat there dozing, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

And Du Bishu…

This guy was sitting by the door with an excited expression.

He kept glancing towards the entrance, looking like a gambler waiting for lottery results.

"Sixth, what's gotten into you today?"

"Did you sit on a nail?"

He Dazhi couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe!"

"Fourth Senior Brother, I'm waiting for Seventh!"

"I have a feeling something good is going to happen today!"

Du Bishu gave a mysterious smile.

"Something good?"

"What good thing could happen to you?"

"You're going to lose everything again, aren't you?"

Song Daren placed a bowl of porridge in front of Tian Buyi's seat and asked with some curiosity.

"How could that be!"

Du Bishu was about to retort when a figure flickered at the doorway.

"Greetings, everyone!"

Ye Xuan walked in with light steps.

He greeted everyone with a smile, looking to be in excellent spirits.

"Seventh!"

His senior disciples responded one after another.

Just then.

Footsteps could be heard from the back hall.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru walked out side by side.

All the disciples immediately rose to bow.

"Master, Mistress!"

"Mm, sit down and eat, everyone!"

Su Ru smiled gently, signaling for everyone to relax.

As for Tian Buyi...

Tian Buyi seemed a little different at this moment.

His face, which was always stern, had relaxed considerably today.

Although he was still somewhat serious, the joy in the corners of his eyes and brows was impossible to hide.

He even hummed a tune for the first time, as a response to his disciples' greetings.

This unusual scene made the disciples exchange confused glances.

Did Master take the wrong medicine?

Only Du Bishu's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition rising within him.

No way...

However.

What made him even more despairing was yet to come.

After everyone was seated.

Tian Buyi suddenly reached out and picked up the chicken leg that originally belonged to him.

Then.

Under the horrified gaze of all the disciples.

He directly placed the chicken leg into Ye Xuan's bowl.

"You're growing, so eat more meat!"

Tian Buyi said with a smile in his voice.

Boom!

At this moment.

Du Bishu felt as if he heard the sound of his worldview collapsing.

He really... gave him the chicken leg?

His own chicken leg?