"Tch, it's just cooking, how tiring could it possibly be?"
Xian Lin'er waved her hand dismissively, then picked up an apron and tied it around her waist, her pretty face brimming with excitement and anticipation.
Hearing this, Qian Duoduo felt his scalp tingle. His survival instinct flared up instantly, and he braced himself to say, "Lin'er, how about I..."
Before he could finish, Xian Lin'er retorted ruthlessly, "Qian Duoduo, what do you mean by that? Are you saying the food I make tastes bad?"
"How could that be? Being able to eat a meal prepared by your own hands is my absolute honor, Lin'er!"
Seeing Xian Lin'er on the verge of a tantrum, Qian Duoduo ultimately chose to yield.
If he said another word, he'd surely end up with a few transparent holes poked through him by Xian Lin'er.
Thinking this, Qian Duoduo could only give Mu Guiyun a look that said there's nothing I can do, which earned him a look of utter disdain from the latter.
Ugh, no wonder he's been a simp for so many years without success.
Decades ago, Xian Lin'er and Yan Shaozhe were lovers, but because that old geezer was too unfaithful—not only cheating but getting caught red-handed by Xian Lin'er—they split up.
Not long after they parted ways, Yan Shaozhe got married...
The bride was the very person he had cheated with, who is now the Vice Dean of the Spirit Department, Cai Mei'er.
In a fit of rage, Xian Lin'er simply sought out Qian Duoduo, who had been secretly in love with her for years, and married him.
However, this move was purely to spite Yan Shaozhe.
For decades, the two have slept in separate rooms; forget about kissing, Qian Duoduo hasn't even held Xian Lin'er's hand.
And yet, Qian Duoduo is still smug about it.
It must be said that all four of Mu En's disciples possess unique "talents"—and come to think of it, Mu En isn't much better.
Not only was he cuckolded by his good brother, but he ended up raising the children for the two of them...
If Qian Duoduo were replaced by Mu Guiyun, he would definitely whip a trashy loli like Xian Lin'er into shape!
Acting like Qian Duoduo not only fails to win her favor but actually produces the opposite effect.
Unable to stop Xian Lin'er's determination to cook, Qian Duoduo paced back and forth in anxiety; he would rather face an Evil Soul Master at the Titled Douluo level than eat Xian Lin'er's dark cuisine.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him. He slapped his forehead and exclaimed in realization, "Oh, I almost forgot! Fan Yu is still waiting for me, so I won't be eating after all!"
With that, he gave Mu Guiyun a look that said good luck, you're on your own, and transformed into a streak of light, vanishing from the spot.
Xian Lin'er, who had been full of enthusiasm, was instantly incensed to see Qian Duoduo flee. She shouted, "Qian Duoduo! You get your ass back here!"
However, Qian Duoduo only left her with a dashing silhouette.
"Just wait until you get back, I'll show you what's coming!"
Xian Lin'er's ample chest heaved with rage. She turned her sights toward Mu Guiyun and said with a forced, chilling smile, "Well, little Guiyun, you don't have any 'important matters' you've forgotten about, do you?"
Mu Guiyun: ...
Being a simp is one thing, but selling out your teammate? Have you no shame!
Seeing this, Mu Guiyun quickly waved his hands. "How could that be! I came specifically to visit you, Senior Sister, how could I possibly run away?"
"Hmph, at least you have a conscience!"
Cai Mei'er snorted haughtily, then returned to the kitchen, staring at the array of utensils in deep thought. "What was the first step again..."
"Right, turn on the stove! And then..."
Xian Lin'er stood there holding two jars of white crystals, pondering for a long time, unable to distinguish between salt and sugar.
Please, I beg you, stop your sorcery!
I'm terrified you're going to serve up some Nine-Turn Intestines next!
Mu Guiyun was on the verge of tears. For the sake of his own safety, he stepped forward and snatched the seasoning jars from behind Xian Lin'er.
This action instantly made Xian Lin'er frown, and she snapped, "What are you doing, you brat!"
Just as she prepared to turn around and snatch them back, she suddenly noticed something pressing against her waist and thighs.
What is that?
Xian Lin'er's movements paused noticeably. She blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion, her hand instinctively reaching backward...
Mu Guiyun: !!!!
Night, at Xian Lin'er's home.
Mu Guiyun and Xian Lin'er sat facing each other. Several exquisite dishes were laid out on the table, though the atmosphere in the air was somewhat subtle.
Xian Lin'er bit her chopsticks lightly, her gaze drifting toward the figure in front of her involuntarily.
Every time she thought about what happened that afternoon, a flush of red couldn't help but creep onto her cheeks.
"Guiyun, you must have come to see me for a reason, right?"
Unable to hold back any longer, Xian Lin'er spoke first, though she didn't even notice that her tone had become subconsciously much gentler.
Hearing this, Mu Guiyun stopped what he was doing and grinned. "Senior Sister, could you show me your Green Flame Dragon Spear?"
After speaking, Mu Guiyun subconsciously cast his gaze toward Xian Lin'er's jade-like hand.
It had to be said, it really was quite soft...
"Is that all? Easy enough!"
Xian Lin'er raised her hand, and a long spear instantly appeared in her palm.
"Here, take it!"
After taking the long spear, Mu Guiyun immediately began to examine it with undivided attention.
The entire spear was just over two meters long, with the spearhead alone accounting for a quarter of the total length.
The shaft was a dark cyan, and the grip featured a lifelike green dragon coiled around it, with dark gold patterns covering the entire spearhead, which was also wreathed in eerie cyan 'flames'.
However, those were not fire elements, but rather an illusion created by the high-speed movement of wind elements.
"Wow, how beautiful!"
Mu Guiyun let out a sincere exclamation; regardless of a man's age, he could never refuse a weapon like the Green Flame Dragon Spear, which was akin to a work of art.
"It's nice, right? This is my life's work!"
Xian Lin'er's pretty face beamed with a hint of pride; this Green Flame Dragon Spear was not only a symbol of her status as a Level 8 Soul Engineer, but it also bore witness to her lifelong growth.
Turning the Green Flame Dragon Spear over in his hands, Mu Guiyun then voiced the question in his heart: "Senior Sister, how did you manage to fuse a soul bone, a Soul Tool, and the origin of a martial soul all together?"
Although Mu Guiyun was currently a Level 3 Soul Engineer, he focused more on the cultivation of traditional martial souls compared to Soul Tools.
At the current level of technology, ordinary Soul Tools could, at most, serve as the icing on the cake for true powerhouses.
Seeing that Mu Guiyun had taken an interest in Soul Tools, Xian Lin'er felt a surge of joy and patiently explained: "To combine these three things that have absolutely no connection, the first step is to..."
Time flowed slowly, and the two of them chatted like this until late into the night.
"Alright, that's enough for today. I trust a kid like you understands the principle that biting off more than you can chew is no good."
Xian Lin'er smiled playfully and then stretched, her full curves instantly presenting themselves before Mu Guiyun's eyes.
However, he was in no mood to appreciate the view at this moment, as he was still ruminating on the new knowledge in his mind.
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