Lost at Landlord, Went to Cook

Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Empire, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This was reputedly the wealthiest sect on the entire continent, as well as one of the three upper sects of the Soul Master world. With the Clear Sky Sect, the number one sect under heaven, remaining in seclusion, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was the most conspicuous and influential Soul Master force aside from Spirit Hall.

The seven-story building, as though carved from crystal, was immensely awe-inspiring. Under the sunlight, it even glimmered with seven-colored radiance. It possessed both the elegance and luxury of a European-style palace, along with a rich sense of historical and cultural heritage.

Tall, sturdy walls surrounded it, with quite a few Soul Masters patrolling atop them.

Yet within this eye-catching building was the following scene.

"Rongrong, don't touch my cards! What if Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone see them? Especially Grandpa Sword—he's the landlord!"

Mu Chen said irritably. Looking at the little girl in his arms, he could only sigh helplessly.

The little boy before them had delicate features, fair skin, and exceptionally bright eyes, yet he possessed a maturity that did not suit a child.

The person in Mu Chen's arms was exquisitely adorable, with a mischievous, impish air. Her chubby pink cheeks and bright eyes, together with her luxurious green gown, made her look like a little princess.

This was the eldest young miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Ning Rongrong. At that moment, she was still lying in Mu Chen's arms, her little hand fiddling with the cards in Long Yu's hand.

"A pair of twos. One card left!" Mu Chen declared confidently, with only an ace remaining in his hand.

He then looked at Sword Douluo, the landlord for this round. His head of white hair revealed his age, yet his face bore few wrinkles and retained the handsome appearance of youth.

His simple white robes and upright figure gave him a profound air, while his eyes were filled with sharpness that made others afraid to meet his gaze casually.

"Pass~"

Sword Douluo looked at the cards in his hand. Although he only had a pair of nines left, the corners of his mouth curled upward slightly.

"Bomb!" A hoarse voice rang out as an elderly man with a skeletal frame much larger than an ordinary person's and a gaunt face played a bomb.

The shriveled skin on his face twitched into a smile, though it looked rather terrifying. Then, beneath Mu Chen's tense and astonished gaze, Bone Douluo actually played a pair of sixes.

"Pair of nines! Hahahaha, I won! Little Chen, you're cooking again today! I want fried chicken today!"

Sword Douluo played his pair of nines, then pointed at Mu Chen and laughed heartily. Bone Douluo, meanwhile, looked elsewhere with a guilty expression.

"Have you two been colluding all along just to make me cook?" Mu Chen said unhappily.

"What are you talking about? Hmph, hmph~ Hurry up and cook. A bet is a bet.

We're having fried chicken today, and Seven Treasure Chicken at that. Two of them!" Sword Douluo said without batting an eye.

"Uh, you really are an old rascal.

Seven Treasure Chickens are Uncle Ning's treasures. There aren't even more than ten in the entire sect. Grandpa Sword, are you sure you want to eat that today? What if Uncle Ning finds out..." Mu Chen said with some difficulty.

"Just go already. Old Bone and I will talk to Fengzhi. He's gone to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace now anyway, and he probably won't be back for two or three days." Sword Douluo waved a hand, as though saying they had it handled.

Mu Chen: Good heavens. There really weren't many people who dared call Ning Fengzhi by name so directly, but the two pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could indeed say it.

"Are you sure you won't cheat me like last time, Grandpa Sword?" Mu Chen still hesitated.

"Brother Chen, go make some delicious fried chicken. I'll handle Dad~" Ning Rongrong said in a childish voice from his arms.

"Alright then~"

Mu Chen would rather trust Rongrong than these two. Soon, he left the area and headed toward the kitchen.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both smiled, while Ning Rongrong remained behind, grinning foolishly as she watched Mu Chen, who had grown up alongside her.

Once Mu Chen had completely left, Sword Douluo's expression returned to calm. He looked at Bone Douluo and said, "Old Bone, Rongrong and Little Chen will awaken their martial souls tomorrow. Rongrong will be fine. Her talent should be the highest in the sect.

But Little Chen is hard to say. I've investigated, and there isn't a single Soul Master faction or family with the surname Mu. If the martial soul he awakens is a useless one, or if he has no Innate Soul Power..." As he spoke, worry appeared in Sword Douluo's sharp eyes.

Although Mu Chen was not his or Fengzhi's child, after so many years together, their bond had long reached this point.

After all, people were not plants or stones. How could they be without feelings?

"Sigh~ Even if Little Chen can't become a powerful Soul Master in the future, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will still ensure that he lives without worry for the rest of his life, protected by the sect.

He's a very mature child. He'll understand." Bone Douluo shook his head.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, what are you talking about? You even mentioned Brother Chen." Ning Rongrong looked at them curiously.

"Rongrong, I've told you long ago to pay more attention to cultivation. All you know how to do is play all day. You're awakening your martial soul tomorrow, yet you don't even know this?"

Sword Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong's adorable appearance. He had originally wanted to raise his voice, but he could not bear to, and his tone softened instead.

"Wuwuwu~ Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword is so mean! Rongrong won't play with Grandpa Sword anymore!" Ning Rongrong ran over and hugged Bone Douluo, shouting as she watched Sword Douluo with a wary expression.

Yet the adorable sight of this little princess looking so vigilant made the hearts of the two Super Douluo melt.

"Rongrong, don't worry about that. Grandpa Bone wants to ask you something. What do you think Little Chen's future achievements will be like?" Bone Douluo asked as gently as possible.

"Hehe~ I think Brother Chen will definitely be the best!"

Ning Rongrong answered without thinking, her bright beautiful eyes filled with laughter.

Although Brother Chen had been picked up, he treated her very well and always played with her.

Otherwise, in such a dull sect, she would have run off to play outside long ago.

The two looked at Ning Rongrong and did not know what to say. Hopefully... If things truly did not work out, he could still remain in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. With their influence, and with the sect being so wealthy, presumably no one would object.

On the other side of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Mu Chen sneaked around like a thief. Two bulging objects were hidden beneath his finely made clothes. After making sure no one was around, he slipped back into the kitchen and shut the door.

He took out the items hidden beneath his clothes. They were, astonishingly, Seven Treasure Chickens, about the size of chickens commonly raised by ordinary households.

However, their feathers displayed seven different colors. Under the light, the colors appeared even more vivid, interweaving in an orderly fashion and giving them considerable ornamental value.

Looking at the beautiful appearance of the two Seven Treasure Chickens, Mu Chen said, "Chicken, you're too beautiful."

Then, "by accident," he let the two Seven Treasure Chickens fall into the boiling water.