Let Me Have a Sip of Water First!

Spring thunder rumbled, wind swept across the calm lake, and rain fell in endless threads, finally weaving heaven and earth into a haze of Primordial Chaos. Mist lingered amid the rain, making the world seem even more blurred.

The chirping of insects, the calls of birds, the roars of beasts... all sounds seemed to vanish at this moment. Only the pattering of rain striking all things and the rumble of spring thunder remained.

By the flower field, several pheasants crouched beneath the edge of their coop's awning, heads drooping as they blankly watched the rainy world. From time to time, dissatisfied clucks rumbled from their throats.

Little Wolf Cub lay by the wooden door, blankly staring at the lake ahead. Raindrops struck the surface, sending ring after ring of small ripples spreading out in chaotic patterns.

Before the wooden house, an invisible force enveloped the area. The rain, which seeped everywhere, was blocked by that unseen force and could only helplessly turn into thin streams, drawing half-arcs through the air before weakly sliding away in every direction.

A clay pot sat atop the earthen stove, steam spraying from the edges of its lid, carrying a mingled aroma of ginseng and meat. Firewood burned in the stove, occasionally crackling.

Beside the earthen stove stood a wooden table that looked like purple jade. A purple chessboard rested atop it, covered with black-and-white chess pieces. A small figure dressed as a chef lay beside the board, her little feet hooked behind her. One hand propped up her chin while the other held a white piece between her teeth. Her two brows wriggled slowly like little silkworms.

"You still haven't decided? Keep thinking, and it'll be dark soon."

The messy-haired young man holding a black piece raised a brow and smiled. A tiny little person stood on his shoulder, idly braiding his unruly hair.

Little Chef furrowed her tiny face in distress. "A Chu, don't rush me. I'll figure it out soon!" As she spoke, she carefully placed the white piece in a corner of the board.

"Are you sure you want to place it there?"

Little Chef immediately took the piece back. "Wait a moment. Let me think some more."

Yibao, standing on Wu Chu's shoulder, really could not bear to watch any longer. "What a little fool. Your divine sense is so powerful, so why can't you simulate it in your Consciousness Sea? Simulate every possible move he might make. Then, no matter how he plays, you can respond to every change without changing yourself and calculate all his next moves to death..."

"I-I'm calculating!" Little Moon Spirit said with some guilt.

As an immortal, Little Moon Spirit had naturally tried such simulations. But after simulating again and again, she discovered that it was all too messy and troublesome. She could only become conflicted.

Wu Chu shot the golden-haired little person a fierce glare. "Exactly. Don't casually interrupt Little Moon Spirit's train of thought. And stop messing with my hair. If you turn it into a gutter cut, are you going to make me a comb to fix it?"

"Want me to style your hair?" Yibao asked with an unconcerned giggle.

"No. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I don't want people treating me like some freak in the future. Besides, I've realized that I look pretty good with long hair. I never noticed before."

"Bleh bleh bleh... narcissist!"

Smack...

"A Chu, I've made my move. Your turn."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Haha, then don't blame me for starting my dragon slaughter!"

"..."

Little Moon Spirit pouted.

"You should eat too!"

After the honey-smothered bear paw had been steamed, Wu Chu saw that Little Moon Spirit had only tasted a little and could not help feeling curious. "It tastes about the same as what we had last time!"

Yueling gave a Heihei laugh and said, "This does not do much for me. A Chu can eat more. Once your strength grows, we'll have a chance to taste dragon liver and dragon marrow."

Wu Chu froze for a moment, then laughed. "So that's how it is. Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Thus, beneath Little Wolf Cub's hopeful gaze as it licked its little tongue, Wu Chu directly devoured more than half of the bear paw.

Only when he could not eat the remaining portion did Yueling and Little Wolf Cub divide it between themselves.

Wu Chu's appetite had grown frighteningly large. By a rough estimate, he had probably eaten seventy or eighty pounds of bear meat in this meal. It was utterly unbelievable. Moreover, the reaction from eating so much bear meat this time was not nearly as frightening as last time.

"A Chu, go cultivate! I'll guard you."

Little Moon Spirit thoughtfully took over the task that should have belonged to Yibao, making Yibao secretly curl her lips. This little vixen's flattery was getting more and more outrageous. She was openly stealing Yibao's job. Still, whatever. Whoever wanted to guard him could do it. Yibao was happy to be free. With a proud lift of her little head, Yibao turned and vanished.

Wu Chu returned to the little wooden house. This time, however, he did not lie down fully clothed. Instead, he took off his shirt and trousers, lay naked atop the bear hide.

After thinking for a moment, he sat back up and crossed his legs.

Sitting cross-legged did not actually help blood circulation much. Wu Chu could not understand why everyone in television dramas sat cross-legged to cultivate. Couldn't they just lie down?

So he wanted to try it and see what difference there was between cultivating cross-legged and cultivating while lying down.

Very quickly, he was disappointed. Spiritual energy filled his body right now, so he simply could not test how great the difference between the two was. Thus, he lay down directly.

Comparatively speaking, lying down was naturally more comfortable.

Just like last time, after lying down, his divine sense entered a state of inner vision. Then he used it to guide the spiritual energy within his body, doing his utmost to digest it.

He slept for another day. By the time he woke up, the sun was already setting.

He carefully sat up, and a little head poked in from beside the door. "A Chu, you're awake! Do you want water? Do you want me to help you wash up?"

Seeing Little Moon Spirit acting so attentive, Wu Chu could not help laughing. He knew the reason behind her eagerness. She simply wanted to eat Dragon Meat sooner.

Come to think of it, he also really wanted to taste that Dragon Meat.

But he could not lift the Spirit Prime Sword!

Could that kitchen knife cut through dragon hide?

Wu Chu felt that he could take the kitchen knife over later and give it a try.

"Let me have a sip of water first!"

A sip of water? Why did he want a sip of water? Little Moon Spirit held the small bamboo cup and froze slightly. Had the Primordial One-Qi Pure Spirit Spring stopped tasting good?

After struggling with herself for a while, Little Moon Spirit finally decided to satisfy his strange request. She turned slightly and softly spat into the bamboo cup.

The saliva fell into the cup and dispersed on its own, turning into a cup of clear water in the blink of an eye.

From its appearance, there was no trace whatsoever that this water had once been saliva. If one smelled it, one would even notice a faint exotic fragrance within the water.

"Little Moon Spirit, isn't it ready yet?" Wu Chu's voice came from inside the house.

"Y-yes, it's ready!" Yueling quickly turned around and carried the bamboo cup inside, guiltily handing it to Wu Chu. "A Chu, the saliva you wanted."

Seeing Little Moon Spirit tilt her head slightly, shyly handing him the cup, Wu Chu found it strange. "Little Moon Spirit, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing!"

Wu Chu frowned, took the cup, and was just about to drink when Little Wolf Cub howled and charged over, smacking the bamboo cup from Wu Chu's hand with one paw. The clear water splashed all over Wu Chu.

"Tsk! What are you doing, you little rascal?" Wu Chu frowned and got up, stomping his feet as he tried to shake the water from his body. Yet his body flew uncontrollably toward the roof.

Just as his head was about to hit one of the roof beams, a force wrapped around him and pulled him back to the ground.

"..."

Wu Chu stood there blankly for a long time before saying, "Forget it. Bring me another cup of water!"

"A Chu, do you want Primordial One-Qi Pure Spirit Spring, or... saliva?"

"Saliva?"

"O-okay, please wait!"

"No, wait a second. What saliva?"

"M-my saliva!" Little Moon Spirit said softly. Her expression was shy and bashful as her pale jade fingers gently twisted together before her lower abdomen. With her head slightly lowered, she lightly kicked at the ground with her little feet. "Didn't A Chu ask for a sip of water? Though the request was a little strange..."

"..."