Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 1496 Coward!

Master Yunyi was a victor who emerged from the power struggles. In a very short time, he figured out what Fatty Yulong's purpose was in trying so hard to bring Liu Changyuan and Li Xuerong together.

However, some things are better left unsaid even if you see them clearly.

Master Yunyi did not expose Fatty Yulong's little scheme to his face.

He nodded slowly and said, "Changyuan is my true disciple, and as his master, I should indeed get involved in his affairs. However, although I am the sect leader of Yunhai Sect, I really can't make the decision on this matter. You know how temperamental Junior Sister Yuying is. If she doesn't agree, even if I use my power as sect leader to pressure her, there's nothing I can do."

“I know. I mentioned this to Yuying before, and she’s already wavering. If you can personally intervene, this matter will definitely succeed. However… don’t forget to tell Changyuan that I was the one who pushed it from behind the scenes.”

"You... hehe, you still like to play tricks. Okay, I understand, I'll keep this in mind."

In the entire Yunhai Sect, only Fatty Yulong dared to discuss such trivial matters with Venerable Yunyi, and only Fatty Yulong could make Venerable Yunyi risk his old face to act as a matchmaker for a young disciple.

Master Yunyi saw through Master Yulong's thoughts; he wanted to plant a needle next to Dugu Changkong.

It seems that Fatty Yulong cares so much about Ye Feng's affairs, which greatly comforts Master Yunyi.

It felt like I had returned to three hundred years ago, to the wonderful time when I and Fatty Yulong were squatting in the room, discussing how to deal with our senior brother.

As Yulong Fatty left Yunhai Residence with a satisfied heart, three thousand miles away on Qinglong Mountain, his eldest disciple Ye Feng was cooking for the demonic witch Lingyin.

Ye Feng, San Zhi'er, and Ling Yin spent the entire morning singing and playing the piano, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Ye Feng was so happy that he forgot all about Yun.

After the passion fades, life settles into normalcy.

We've returned to the mundane realities of daily life.

After lunch, Ye Feng took Sanzhier out of the cave for a stroll, mainly to deal with the water buildup in his bladder and the accumulated excrement in his intestines.

Ye Feng has lost his cultivation, which means he cannot use special methods to eliminate the filth in his body; he can only excrete it through his body.

After finishing his business, Ye Feng took Sanzhier for a walk around the mountain. By the time they returned to the cave, it was already dark.

The fire inside the cave had gone out, and it was somewhat dim inside.

Lingyin sat cross-legged on the mattress, meditating and cultivating.

Sensing Ye Feng's arrival, she slowly opened her eyes.

She glanced at Ye Feng, who was carrying several grouse back, and said, "I thought you had run away with Sanzhi'er."

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "I would like to, but I have no cultivation right now, and Sanzhi'er can't help me break through the restrictions on my eight extraordinary meridians. Where else can I run to?"

"Are you hungry? I'll make you beggar's chicken today."

"Beggar's Chicken? What the heck?"

"It's the kind of chicken that beggars eat, it's so delicious."

Lingyin was somewhat speechless and said, "How delicious can chicken that beggars eat be?"

……

An hour later, the bright moon hung in the sky, and countless stars twinkled.

Lingyin sat on a rock at the cave entrance and snatched a large lump of dried mud.

"You brat, you've already eaten one, so this last beggar's chicken is mine!"

Ye Feng watched helplessly as Ling Yin smashed through the mud, tore off a chicken leg, and stuffed it into her mouth.

I wondered, who was it that said this beggar's chicken wasn't good?

Ye Feng didn't say anything. He picked up the wine pot, took a small sip, and then looked up at the moon in the sky.

Lingyin ate a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat, her mouth greasy, showing no trace of the demeanor expected of a saintess.

She glanced at Ye Feng and said, "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you thinking about women?"

"You noticed that?"

Lingyin tossed the chicken bone in her hand over, rolled her beautiful eyes, and said, "With me, the most beautiful woman in the world, by your side, you still want other women? You're really something."

Ye Feng tossed the chicken bone that had hit him on the head to Sanzhi'er, then laughed and said, "It's different."

"What's the difference? Do I have extra eyes, or am I missing a leg?"

"You are the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, and I am a young hero of the Righteous Path. To me, you are only for looking at, not for using."

Lingyin was taken aback, then spat and said, "It's you who doesn't dare."

Ye Feng did not deny it.

"I really don't dare."

"Heh, coward!"

Lingyin said with a look of disdain, then tossed the half-eaten beggar's chicken to Sanzhi'er, who was squatting beside her, eagerly waiting.

"I'm full, carry me back to the cave to rest."

"I think you can walk by yourself."

"My leg is broken! Haven't you heard that it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone?"

Faced with Lingyin's unreasonable behavior, Ye Feng could only sigh and pick her up.

He was now so weak that he found it quite difficult to carry Lingyin.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I say, Fairy Lingyin, why don't you fast for the next few days? You're so heavy!"

"You brat, you dare say I'm heavy...you want to die?"

"I'm telling the truth! You really weigh a lot now! You must weigh 150 pounds, right?"

"Get lost! This girl weighs at most ninety pounds..."

Sanzhi'er didn't have time to pay attention to the two adulterers and continued to concentrate on cooking.

Ye Feng carried Lingyin into the cave and placed her on the bedding. As usual, he began to tidy up the pots and pans in the cave, washing what needed to be washed and putting what needed to be put away.

The cave, which had been somewhat messy, quickly became much tidier.

Lingyin remained quietly watching from the sidelines, as always.

During this time, she felt an unprecedented warmth and humanity in Ye Feng.

As monks, they rarely do housework.

Especially for young disciples like Lingyin and Yefeng, who hold high positions within the sect, their food, clothing, housing, and transportation are all taken care of by the outer sect servants. Their main job every day is to eat, drink, and have fun, and incidentally cultivate a little.

However, Ye Feng did not seem like a cultivator, much less a cultivator whose master was an important elder of the Yunhai Sect.

Ye Feng works efficiently and naturally, without any pretense.

If you said Ye Feng was a cook rather than a cultivator, Lingyin would absolutely believe it.

After Ye Feng finished tidying up, he turned around and saw Ling Yin lying in bed looking at him.

Ye Feng said, "Fairy, you're not going to skip meditation and cultivation again tonight, are you? If you keep sharing a bed with me, I'm really afraid I won't be able to control myself!"

Lingyin lifted a corner of the blanket and said, "What, even the mighty Thor is afraid? Either squeeze in with me, or you can squat by the fire and rest by yourself. Think it over, you little glutton, come and sleep!"

Sanzhier glanced at its little master, then quickly burrowed into Lingyin's bed.

"Traitor! Traitor!"

Seeing Sanzhi'er's actions, Ye Feng couldn't help but jump up and curse.