Chapter 752 Is there any soup left?

To avoid causing trouble for the children, the Taoist priest led Song Chunxue to the pavilion on the mountaintop.

The autumn wind is bleak on the mountain, and the autumn scenery of Jincheng can be seen in its entirety.

“Junior brother, the rumors about the Spirit Realm are false. If entering the Spirit Realm could make you an immortal, then what would be the point of us cultivating so diligently? Wouldn’t that be a huge joke?”

"The idea of ​​the spirit world is a hoax. What they really want is a fallen, but alluring, cultivation paradise, filled with rare and precious materials, and supposedly containing many long-lost cultivation methods, as well as countless precious elixirs."

Master Zhang sneered, "It's nothing more than people dying for money and birds dying for food. The story is made up to sound so good, just to trick people like you into exploring the way."

Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. "Senior brother's words are really sharp today."

“I didn’t intend to go, but since Huoxiang has decided that Wuyou is the key, why not lend it to him?”

Master Zhang leaned against a pillar, feigning sleep. "What if he still wants to take your life?"

"ah?"

Seeing her surprised expression, Master Zhang refrained from rolling his eyes.

"You're usually quite clever, but you don't even consider that Wuyou has recognized its master, meaning that only you can use it. And the places left behind by the ancients and sages can't be opened with just a key."

Song Chunxue never thought of this.

"You're really generous, lending me the Worry-Free Sword so readily. No wonder they're so generous, giving away priceless medicine so easily. Do you really think they're doing me a favor?"

The Taoist priest grew angrier as he spoke, “Tomorrow you should go back to Zhuanglang County and avoid him for a while. I will talk to him about the Worry-Free Sword.”

Song Chunxue disagreed, instead stroking her chin and nodding, "I knew it! What my senior brother said makes a lot more sense. But I've already said it, so what if I go back on my word, given his temper?"

Master Zhang gave her a disappointed look, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.

"It's no big deal. Anyway, it's already like this. We can deal with the future later. Let's deal with the present first." Song Chunxue laughed heartlessly. "It shows that Wuyou is really our lucky star. Senior brother, don't let our good intentions go to waste."

Wuyou floated up to Master Zhang and nodded vigorously, completely agreeing with Song Chunxue's statement.

Master Zhang had a terrible headache. He reached out and grabbed the Worry-Free Sword, saying, "I told you not to be so arrogant and to treat your life like a game."

"Didn't you learn this from your senior brother? Do you think you're ginseng? One ginseng can save several lives?" Song Chunxue, afraid of being beaten, had already stood on the sword. "Senior brother, don't worry about the medicine. I know what I'm doing."

"You come back here!" Master Zhang shouted with a booming voice, "Do you want to fly to heaven?"

He sounded extremely angry; this was the first time he had ever yelled at Song Chunxue like that.

"Senior brother, take care of your health first. You have no credibility with me now. Wait for my good news."

After saying that, she started heading down the mountain.

The Taoist priest remained on the mountain, unleashing several sword strikes, but the knot in his heart still felt heavy.

...

In the evening, Huo Xiang came to the Xie residence again.

"I'm here to freeload again, does Master Xie mind?"

Xie Zheng had just stepped into the courtyard when he suddenly appeared outside the door.

Xie Zheng paused for a moment, then smiled and raised his hand, saying, "You're too kind, Venerable One. We are all guests. We hope you don't mind our simple meal."

"Simple food and drink are fine. Is there any wine?" Huo Xiang looked around. "Where is Master Song?"

Xie Zheng put down his hat and washed his hands in the basin.

"He must have gone to the backyard to practice his sword. He'll be back in a bit," Xie Zheng said, seeing the hot tea Liu Chunshu had just brought over. "Would you like a cup of tea first?"

Huo Xiang looked at Xie Zheng thoughtfully, her deep eyes piercingly insightful, making Xie Zheng feel somewhat uneasy.

"I won't drink the tea. Seeing that Lord Xie seems troubled, would you like me to perform a divination for him?"

Xie Zheng was startled, but his expression remained calm.

He smiled slightly, "I have nothing on my mind, thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency."

Huo Xiang smiled meaningfully, "I have no good intentions. I know exactly what you're worried about. Your relationship with Master Song was deliberately arranged. The red thread wasn't firmly tied, so it's understandable that Lord Xie is worried. I don't have any other skills. I used to be a layabout who loved to steal other people's skills. Maybe no one would believe that, but there are probably very few people in the world who are better at tying up red threads than me."

Xie Zheng poured himself a cup of tea, then calmly raised his eyes. "May I ask what your conditions are, Your Excellency?"

Huo Xiang smiled. "Conditions?"

"You deliberately approached her; besides the Worry-Free Sword, you must have had other motives. You're no ordinary fortune teller; why would the Demon Cultivator's Lord go to such lengths to help me? It couldn't be just to make friends, could it?"

"Why not?" Huo Xiangqi laughed. "It's rare for me to meet someone I don't dislike, and I'm genuinely trying to help, but you think I have ulterior motives?"

"Don't be angry, Your Excellency. As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, twice shy. Even though I know Your Excellency disdains scheming, I'd better ask for clarification just to be on the safe side." With that, Xie Zheng got up and poured him some wine. "I am honored to befriend someone as genuine as Your Excellency."

Huo Xiang crossed his legs, picked up his wine glass, and drank.

"Apricot blossom wine?" He frowned. "It's bitter, but it has a certain flavor."

“She loves to drink.” A smile unconsciously appeared on his lips when Song Chunxue was mentioned.

Huo Xiang chuckled again, "Xie Zheng, you've been in the capital for many years. Do you know that I've heard of you before? Back then, I looked down on people like you who were so stubborn and pedantic. But now that I've met you, I find you quite amusing."

"Do you know that His Majesty, out of compassion for your hardships on the frontier, has sent several beauties to Jincheng, and they will be arriving soon?"

Xie Zheng's hand trembled, and the wine spilled onto the table.

He gave a wry smile. "He really is a busybody."

Huo Xiang seemed to have heard something particularly interesting, and her smile deepened. "He just thinks that someone of your status shouldn't be so stubborn after a single success. Ultimately, he looks down on Master Song, who comes from a poor peasant background."

Xie Zheng poured him a full glass of wine. "Then I would be so kind as to ask Your Excellency to cast a divination for me. I would also like to invite Your Excellency to visit my residence for drinks often, what do you say?"

Huo Xiang raised her chin. "You refused just now. I'll do it again when I'm in a better mood. Humph, I have a temper too."

"..." These words shocked Xie Zheng. So, he had really been judging a gentleman by his own petty standards.

This person is truly extraordinary.

He stood up and respectfully apologized, "I'm sorry, I was quite ungrateful just now. I apologize to you and will punish myself with three cups."

Huo Xiang gestured for her to sit down. "Sit down, sit down. Don't be so formal. I'm not that petty. This stewed chicken with potatoes is quite good. And another bowl of rice."

The servant standing nearby quickly replied, "Yes."

Song Chunxue came in from outside and saw that the two of them were eating heartily, with a lot of soup left in the large white porcelain bowl of potatoes and chicken.

She poured the thick potato and chicken soup into the rice, mixed it well, and then scooped up a big spoonful. The sweetness of the potatoes, the savory flavor of the chicken soup, and the chewy, fragrant rice all blended together—it was simply delicious.

Seeing that she was so engrossed in eating that she didn't even have time to say anything, Huo Xiang sincerely exclaimed, "You really know how to eat! It definitely tastes better mixed up. Is there any more soup?"