Pure Love Cultivator Ou Mingdong

Wang Shiyi was still chatting and laughing when suddenly a strange sensation washed over his entire body. He felt as if he had grown a full size sturdier, and simply assumed he had eaten too much. But the next moment, he suddenly realized his stomach was once again growling with hunger.

He picked up his chopsticks and began constantly grabbing dishes, his speed growing faster and faster. The cultivator across from him looked on with a face full of astonishment.

In the end, Wang Shiyi simply tossed his chopsticks onto the table and switched to grabbing food with his hands, sweeping through the dishes on the table like a whirlwind devouring clouds.

The waiter's speed in bringing dishes gradually couldn't keep up, so he turned and sidled over to someone else's table. Ignoring the strange looks from others, he picked up plates and began pouring food into his mouth, one dish after another.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Soon, people began to complain. On the second floor, four out of seven or eight tables of food had already been cleaned out.

The grumbling grew louder and louder.

"Is this kid a starving ghost reincarnated or what?"

"This is too much. I just grabbed one piece of meat from my table and it was gone in an instant."

The Mortal stared over there in shock, his whole body startled. The effect was completely beyond his imagination.

Too terrifying. That bastard really couldn't control his mouth, like a starving ghost reborn. Thinking back to how he himself had almost been eaten this morning sent a chill down his spine, and he repeatedly warned himself inside.

Never eat anything the Medicine Master gives him again.

The Cousin was also dumbfounded by Wang Shiyi's terrifying eating manner, his heart thumping wildly.

He had thought it was just a prank, but this time it was probably going to blow up!

On the other side, the cultivator traveling with Wang Shiyi seemed to realize something was wrong. His eyes instantly swept over coldly.

"Mo Xiuwen, using such a cheap trick—aren't you afraid of disgracing your family?"

The cultivator walked over and said coldly to the Cousin.

The Cousin snorted in disdain. "Ou Mingdong, which eye of yours saw me do this?"

Ou Mingdong raised his hand and pointed at the Mortal. "I saw him jump down from the second floor just now. He must have administered the drug."

The Mortal laughed scornfully. "I had to pee just now. Can't a man wait?"

Pfft!

Hanyu was instantly amused. In contrast, Ou Mingdong's face turned iron-gray.

Seeing that words were useless, Ou Mingdong spoke again in a low voice. "Friend, my name is Ou Mingdong. We are cultivators from the Peerless Tower. Please hand over the antidote."

Unfortunately, of the three people here—excluding the Cousin—one was a fresh-faced rookie and the other was a cultivator from overseas.

Neither of them had any sense of the Peerless Tower's weight.

Ou Mingdong was stunned, then furious. He was about to make a move when someone bumped into him from behind.

It was Wang Shiyi, who had already cleaned out the other seven tables and was now heading for this last one.

"Senior Brother, I feel terrible."

Wang Shiyi was crying tears while gorging himself wildly, looking utterly ridiculous.

"Mo Xiuwen, if my Junior Brother dies in Shuzhou Prefecture, the Peerless Tower will not let this go."

The Cousin sighed and looked toward Hanyu and the others. "Give it to them. Better than letting him die on my Cousin Sister's turf and making things hard for her."

So the Mortal could only look at Hanyu. Hanyu shook his head, spread his hands, and sighed. "This drug has no antidote."

"Are you messing with me? What poison has no antidote?"

Ou Mingdong felt he was being toyed with. With a clang, he drew his longsword, and his aura exploded forth. True Essence surged, blowing all the tables and chairs on the entire floor flying.

Wang Shiyi had just licked a plate clean and couldn't help reaching for more, only to find all the food scattered on the floor. So he dropped down and continued licking...

"Have you caused enough trouble?!"

A sharp rebuke came from afar. Su Wanjun rode her Flying Sword across the sky, lightly vaulted over the railing, sheathed her sword, and landed steadily.

Her face was icy as she surveyed the mess on the second floor. Her gaze swept around until it reached the Cousin, who quickly lowered his head.

"Do you want to find a new place to be grounded?"

The Cousin was startled and quickly shook his head, pointing at Wang Shiyi. "He started it."

Ou Mingdong looked at Su Wanjun, seeming to want to speak but hesitating. He stammered, "Wanjun..."

"Shut up."

Su Wanjun didn't let him finish, shooting him a cold glare. Ou Mingdong could only awkwardly close his mouth.

"Hurry up and give them the antidote."

Su Wanjun snapped at the Cousin. The Cousin's face was full of misery, and he glanced at Hanyu.

Hanyu saw the female Prefect's gaze turn to him, straightened his expression, and said solemnly, "There really is no antidote. This is a tonic, not a poison. Where would an antidote come from?"

Ou Mingdong was furious, pointing at Hanyu and shouting repeatedly, "See? They don't want to settle this at all."

Hanyu had no idea how to explain. Finally, he just said, "Cover his eyes and nose so he can't see or smell food, and he'll be fine."

Probably.

That was Hanyu's guess too.

"And after that?"

Ou Mingdong asked urgently.

That stumped Hanyu—since it was about the future, how was he supposed to know what would happen.

"If you don't hurry down and cover him up, he's probably going to eat himself to bursting."

Mortal laughed gloatingly from the side, pointing at the ground.

"You two..."

Ou Mingdong was furious.

"Boss, give me ten buckets of rice."

Seeing that Ou Mingdong still wasn't leaving, Mortal suddenly shouted downstairs.

Ou Mingdong's expression changed instantly. He quickly covered Wang Shiyi's eyes with one hand and his nose with the other, then flipped over the railing and jumped down...

Now only Su Wanjun and the three of them were left.

At this point, Su Wanjun found the trio quite a headache. They'd only stirred up trouble three days ago, and now they'd caused another scene today.

Deciding to ignore it—out of sight, out of mind—Su Wanjun glared at Cousin and said, "Don't cause any more trouble, or I'll tie you up and send you home."

Cousin hurriedly nodded repeatedly.

Eating was out of the question now; the commotion had killed their appetite.

The three returned to the inn, and the other two curiously gathered around Cousin.

"What exactly is the grudge between you?"

Mortal wore a gossipy expression, eagerly prying for details.

Cousin's expression twisted in hesitation for a moment before he finally sat down with a sigh. "Our family and Peerless Tower have never seen eye to eye. The older generation had their frictions, so the younger generation has conflicts too, and fights break out from time to time."

"Wang Shiyi once cornered me when I was alone, and I used a trap mechanism I'd made to screw him over—laid him up for half a month. After that, the guy's been like a mad dog, biting at me every time he sees me."

Mortal's eyes shifted as he pressed on. "That Ou Mingdong's attitude toward you feels a bit strange."

At this, Cousin's expression grew even more conflicted, as if he was hesitant.

"Is it not convenient to say?"

Hanyu looked at Cousin's face and asked with a smile.

"It's not that it's inconvenient—just don't make a fuss after you hear it."

"Wang Shiyi and I hate each other. Ou Mingdong? He hates me unilaterally."

What Cousin said next was rather interesting.

Ou Mingdong liked Su Wanjun!

That hit like a bombshell. Weren't their families sworn enemies? Even if they were cousins, that should still have some effect, right! How did Ou Mingdong dare to like Su Wanjun? Mortal was instantly curious.

What Cousin said was that Ou Mingdong had liked Su Wanjun even before he joined Peerless Tower—and it had been over a decade ago.

"Your Cousin Sister and he look about twenty-five or twenty-six, so that means they were fourteen or fifteen when Love Sea Waves started?"

Mortal counted on his fingers and exclaimed in surprise.

Cousin rolled his eyes and spat, "Bullshit Love Sea Waves. Ou Mingdong sank before he even touched the surface."

Back when he was young and ignorant, Ou Mingdong was dead set on liking Su Wanjun, but she didn't like him back. As the years passed, his pursuit grew more intense, bordering on relentless pestering.

Later, Su Wanjun caught the eye of an elder from Star Moon Pavilion of the Middle Three Sects. After discussing it with her family, the elder took her away.

Then came Cousin's part. He happened to be visiting Su Wanjun's home at the time, and when he saw Ou Mingdong harassing her again, he did something outrageous.

"I lied and told him that Cousin Sister had joined Peerless Tower to avoid him."

Hanyu's expression twisted in disbelief. "And he actually believed that?"

Cousin nodded helplessly. "I didn't expect it either! He really believed that Cousin Sister would join Peerless Tower to dodge him. Even I, the liar, thought it was ridiculous when I said it."

Naturally, Ou Mingdong only realized he'd been tricked after successfully entering Peerless Tower, but by then it was too late—he'd also caught the eye of an elder there.

"He probably ground his teeth to dust over that!"

Mortal looked at Cousin with genuine admiration. Ou Mingdong's chances were already slim, and after Cousin's stunt, it was like adding another insurmountable chasm.

"Yeah! He hates me, but he's never come after me. I suspect that if he didn't still like my Cousin Sister, he'd break into my house to kill me."

Cousin sighed with deep feeling.

What a disaster!

After finishing that ancient tale, Cousin composed himself and looked seriously at the two.

"My problems are one thing, but I'm worried Ou Mingdong and Wang Shiyi might come after you."

Ptooey~ spit

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