Missing Thoughts Literature

Chapter 21: The Sickly Person Actually Stole Her Food (Page 1/2)

Recalling the past, her sword techniques became even more fierce.

After taking a few hits, Lin Ting finally had a chance to draw his sword, but found himself still struggling to cope.

He was horrified and humiliated.

They were both in the Qi Refining stage, yet he was no match for Yun Luo.

This was impossible; he had a Superior Spiritual Root.

Yun Luo slashed him more than twenty times, big and small. Feeling better, she then retracted her moves with a refreshed spirit.

Let alone the fact that she used Jinghong; with Lin Ting's flashy but useless style, she could have used ordinary sword moves and he still might not have been her opponent.

"If you dare to provoke me again, I'll beat you every time I see you."

She coolly sheathed her sword and flipped onto ZhuaiZhai's back.

Seeing ZhuaiZhai, Lin Ting's eyes revealed a hint of disdain, as if reminded of something.

"It seems the Hehuan Sect isn't treating you well either, you don't even have a decent spirit pet."

"Yun Luo, people still depend on their background. Without support, no matter how hard you try, you'll only stop at the Golden Core stage."

"This young master is willing to give you another chance. As long as you agree to be my cauldron, I'll give you Heavenly Grade Spirit Plants, Spirit Artifacts, and elixirs..."

"Achoo!"

ZhuaiZhai sneezed violently, spraying snot and saliva all over Lin Ting's face.

It pawed at the sand and dirt on the ground with its claws, saying impatiently:

"Master, what is this person babbling about?"

Yun Luo patted its head:

"I don't understand, it's probably not human language. No need to pay attention, let's go."

With that, ZhuaiZhai's four short, chubby legs began to run, kicking up a cloud of dust in Lin Ting's face, giving him no chance to retort.

Lin Ting was furious and annoyed, and also somewhat astonished.

If he remembered correctly, Yun Luo's Pallas's Cat was just a Mortal Beast. In just three short years, it could now speak human language.

How many spirit pills and elixirs would it take to feed it?

Just now, he had mocked the Hehuan Sect for treating her ordinarily, saying she didn't even have a decent spirit pet.

Thinking of this, Lin Ting's face felt hot.

He clenched his fists, making cracking sounds, and glared sinisterly in the direction Yun Luo had left.

"Just you wait until we enter the Secret Realm, I'll make you beg for mercy on your knees!"

When Yun Luo returned to the Hehuan Sect's resting area, she saw two male cultivators fighting fiercely in front of Elder Qingheng from a distance.

She hurried over and squatted behind a large rock, her fingers resting on the bell of her bracelet.

If the two lost control of their sparring intensity, she could activate the protective shield in time.

"Who do you think you are?"

"I'm not anyone, I'm her dog!"

"You... I'm her kitten, meow~"

"Blech~"

"..."

Yun Luo watched with great interest. She loved watching men fight over women.

As she was engrossed, a shadow suddenly fell over her.

Qingheng stared at her: "Is it good-looking?"

Yun Luo played dumb and fumbled: "Elder Qingheng, I was just looking for you."

"Oh?"

Qingheng raised an eyebrow, curious to see what excuse she would come up with.

Yun Luo took out the Treasure Seeking Mouse and the spirit fruit that Lian Yifan had given her.

"...He said it was for Senior Sister Chu. I was afraid it was a trap, so I wanted to ask Elder to take a look."

Qingheng glanced at them: "No problem."

He then sent her away: "We're entering the Secret Realm tomorrow. Rest well tonight. Some sects are not on good terms with us, so don't wander around."

"Disciple understands. Thank you for the reminder, Elder."

Yun Luo glanced sideways at the two fighting men, then reluctantly left.

Qingheng smiled and shook his head, then raised his hand to interrupt the two who were still sparring.

She smiled at the two and beckoned with her finger.

"After the little ones go in, I'll find a nice spot, and then we..."

"Second Senior Sister."

The Hehuan Sect had cordoned off an area and placed a large ship there, with each disciple assigned a room.

Yun Luo went to Chu Li's room, gave her the spiritual fruits, and relayed Lian Yifan's words.

"Lian Yifan?"

Chu Li thought hard but couldn't recall who it was.

"The one who caused trouble in the sect three years ago and you beat him away," Yun Luo reminded her.

"Oh."

Chu Li finally had some impression and waved her hand.

Chapter 21 The Sickly Person Actually Stole Her Food (Page 2/2)

"You can take it and eat it."

"Senior Sister, are you agreeing or not?"

Chu Li glanced at her, then pointed to an inconspicuous corner.

There, a pile of things was stacked against the wall.

"All of these were received today. Do you think I can handle them all?"

Seeing Yun Luo's confused expression, she smiled.

"If I don't accept them, they'll make even more of a fuss.

If I accept them but don't respond or treat them coldly, I might pick one for dual cultivation when I'm in a good mood."

Yun Luo suddenly understood. Those male cultivators weren't sending gifts, but rather "green cards."

For example, if a male cultivator sent spiritual fruits, and Second Senior Sister found a basket of them particularly delicious, she would choose the man who sent them for dual cultivation.

What cunning men.

Carrying the fruit basket, Yun Luo left the room, intending to return the items to Lian Yifan.

If it were just a basket of spiritual fruits, she would have eaten them.

But Lian Yifan had also sent a Treasure Seeking Mouse.

Since Second Senior Sister hadn't accepted the fruits, she naturally couldn't accept them either.

With that thought, she quickly jumped off the ship and ran towards the Mystic Beast Sect.

Upon arrival, she found a disciple at random to pass on a message. Soon, Lian Yifan came out.

"Did your Senior Sister accept them?"

The young man asked her excitedly, a slight blush on his face.

Yun Luo felt a pang of sympathy and returned everything to him.

"Senior Sister... Senior Sister doesn't want to eat spiritual fruits recently."

Lian Yifan understood what that meant. He took a step back, not taking the items.

"I understand."

He turned away, looking dejected. Yun Luo called out to him, but he waved his hand.

"That Treasure Seeking Mouse was originally a finder's fee for Junior Sister. As for the spiritual fruits..."

His eyes welled up with tears. "You eat them."

With that, he quickened his pace, as if afraid of being seen crying.

Yun Luo shook her head and had no choice but to carry the items back.

Since the other party had said they were giving them to her, she was too lazy to refuse.

She had at least run back and forth as a messenger; if she didn't deserve merit, she at least deserved compensation for her troubles.

These items were rightfully hers.

She was hungry anyway, so she found a quiet spot, spread out a beast-skin blanket, laid out the spiritual fruits and snacks, and enjoyed her picnic.

With nothing else to do, she glanced around, confirmed no one was watching, and secretly took out a Jade Slip. She opened the sect's forum and then clicked into a steamy novel to appreciate.

She ate and read at the same time, tossing a fruit high into the air and then opening her mouth to catch it.

After a while, perhaps feeling that eating like this wasn't satisfying enough, she used Spirit Control Technique to arrange the spiritual fruits by size, making them stand in rows in the air.

She opened her mouth and, like a greedy snake, ate the small fruits one by one, leaving only one large fruit at the end.

This last one was truly a top-grade spiritual fruit, large and juicy, looking delicious at first glance.

"Ah..."

She opened her mouth wide, waiting to be fed. But just as the fruit neared her lips, a slender, jade-like hand shot out from the side and snatched it away.

!!

Yun Luo was stunned. She turned her head and saw a pale, sickly young man sitting beside her, though she didn't know when he'd arrived.

The thing that should have gone into her mouth was now in his hand.

"Where did this little thief come from?"

Yun Luo pounced, trying to snatch it back.

This was the super-sized fruit she'd deliberately saved for last. No one could take it from her.

As they struggled, the two of them wrestled together.

The young man looked like he could die at any moment, but he had surprising strength. Yun Luo couldn't overpower him.

In the end, the bright red fruit was split in two, its abundant juice splashing all over both of them.

Yun Luo quickly swallowed her half and glared at the young man.

The young man, having finished his half, had a face smeared with red juice and looked utterly content.

"So close, I almost starved to death."

He patted his chest in relief, his voice as gentle as jade, but his words were utterly ridiculous.

He was tall, yet he carried himself with a fragile, willow-like demeanor. His face was very pale, but his lips were as red as if he'd applied lipstick. His eyes were smiling, softening the sharp angles of his features.

He was a very handsome man.

But for Yun Luo, food came first.

"Are you a hungry ghost reincarnated? Why did you steal my food?"