Too Hard to Please?

After three hours on the road, the bus came to a stop. "There's no road ahead. Everyone will have to walk."

Xiao Chi and the others got off one after another. The moment Ye Fan stepped off the bus, he saw a rolling mountain range.

Xiao Chi walked over to Bai Yunxi. "Yunxi, are you all right?"

Bai Yunxi smiled. "I'm fine."

Bai Yunxi frowned. He had always been a light sleeper, so it was hard to imagine that he had fallen asleep on such a swaying, jolting bus. When Xiao Chi told him that he had actually leaned against Ye Fan's shoulder in his sleep, Bai Yunxi felt rather strange.

Carrying his backpack, Ye Fan walked over to Bai Yunxi and said cheerfully, "I heard we'll have to walk for several hours next. If you can't keep going, I can carry you on my back!"

Looking at Ye Fan's foolish grin, Bai Yunxi said irritably, "No need, thanks!"

Ye Fan blinked. "Don't push yourself!"

"Thank you so much for your concern, but I really don't need it," Bai Yunxi said irritably.

Ye Fan thought for a moment. "Do you want some pork jerky..."

"I don't!" Bai Yunxi said coldly.

Ye Fan looked at Bai Yunxi, a little troubled. "You're such a picky eater! You won't eat anything."

"That's right. I only eat the finest delicacies," Bai Yunxi said with a scoff.

Ye Fan: "..."

Ye Fan trudged along the mountain path, feeling rather dejected. Yang Fei came up beside him. "You don't look very happy!"

"Young Master Bai told me to stay away from him! He's so cold!" Ye Fan said miserably.

Yang Fei: "..." Young Master Bai was really unlucky to have this piece of work pestering him.

"Who's that old man? Why is he so close to him?" Ye Fan asked.

"Master Xiao Chi is Bai Yunxi's maternal grandfather," Yang Fei said helplessly.

"Oh, I remember now. Old Man Zhou said his grandfather was in the group. How could I forget something so important? I need to go make friends with him," Ye Fan said, his face lighting up.

Yang Fei looked at Ye Fan with some pity. "I'm afraid it's already too late. Don't you realize you've offended him?"

"Because I called him an old man?" Ye Fan asked.

Yang Fei: "..."

Ye Fan said worriedly, "Now I'm in trouble. That old man really seems to dislike me! He keeps turning around to glare at me! This path is so steep, and he still keeps looking back. Isn't he afraid he'll twist his ankle?"

Yang Fei: "..."

Although the steep mountain path was difficult to navigate, Ye Fan walked along effortlessly, carrying his bag.

At three in the afternoon, they finally reached the vicinity of their destination.

"It's getting late. Let's set up camp here. We'll be staying here for the next few days," Zhang Wentao said.

Ye Fan crunched away at an apple. Watching him, Yang Fei couldn't help frowning. Ye Fan hadn't stopped eating the entire way. Just how hungry was he?

Ye Fan glanced around, then suddenly drew his fruit knife and sent it flying toward Bai Yunxi. His action immediately caused a commotion.

The fruit knife flew past Bai Yunxi's side and embedded itself in a nearby tree, pinning a snake with a triangular head to the trunk.

Bai Yunxi's expression didn't change, but cold sweat broke out on his palms.

Xiao Chi frowned at the venomous snake on the tree.

Looking at the snake with the triangular head, Zhang Wentao smiled at Ye Fan. "Impressive skills, young man!"

Ye Fan smiled. "Not bad, not bad."

Ye Fan took down the venomous snake and gave it a shake, then eagerly walked over to Bai Yunxi and held it up. "Didn't you want the finest delicacies? I'll roast this snake for you."

"You're sick!" Bai Yunxi snapped.

Ye Fan: "..."

Looking at Bai Yunxi, Ye Fan couldn't help feeling frustrated. "You're too hard to please."

Yang Fei was utterly speechless. Who in their right mind would accept a venomous snake as a gesture of affection?

Ye Fan studied the contours of the mountains thoughtfully, a glimmer shifting in his eyes.

"Did you notice something, Young Master Ye?" Zhang Wentao came over and asked.

Ye Fan smiled. "This is a nice place."

Zhang Wentao smiled. "For those buried here, the feng shui is certainly good."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. He didn't know much about feng shui, but he vaguely sensed that there should be a spiritual vein beneath this mountain, albeit a depleted one. Places capable of nurturing spiritual veins were usually excellent locations. Although the spiritual vein had already run dry, the spiritual energy here was still much denser than in ordinary places.

After transmigrating here, Ye Fan had discovered that there were no cultivators in this place-or perhaps they were simply so rare that he hadn't met any yet. He suspected that this world's Kuafu, Fuxi, and Nuwa had been cultivators, but perhaps no one cultivated anymore because the heaven and earth essence had been exhausted.

"The yin energy here is rather dense. If we enter the tomb, people may die," Ye Fan said.

Zhang Wentao narrowed his eyes. "Before I came, I never expected this to be a place where yin energy gathers."

Ye Fan: "..." The yin energy here was indeed rather heavy. It should be a very suitable place for nurturing corpses.