Chapter 45 Chapter 45 The desire to win comes up

The first thing Ye Nanque saw when he woke up was an unfamiliar room. Mu Jiulin was sitting by the bed, wringing out a towel. Just as he was about to put the towel on Ye Nanque's forehead, he saw that he had already opened his eyes. He immediately smiled and said, "Brother, Brother!"

The words "brother" were so charming and charming. Ye Nanque climbed out of bed. His biggest concern now was the consciousness of Chou Song within him. But with Mu Jiulin here, he couldn't do anything. He just looked around, pretending nothing had happened, and asked, "Where is this?"

Mu Jiulin: "We are currently in the Huaxian Sect. The Huaxian Sect is closest to the Wu Sect, so the elders decided to come here to discuss the Wu Sect matter."

Ye Nanque nodded and asked, "What about you? Why didn't you join the discussion?"

Mu Jiulin: "Of course, because I have more important things to do."

Ye Nanque was silent.

Mu Jiulin came over and asked, "Brother, why don't you ask what it is?"

Ye Nanque said with a forced smile: "I think you would probably answer that the more important thing is to take care of me?"

Mu Jiulin: "My senior brother and I are truly in tune with each other."

The corners of Ye Nanque's mouth twitched twice, and he became increasingly confused about what Mu Jiulin was trying to do.

Perhaps this was a tactic of appeasement. Mu Jiulin hated him in his heart, but on the surface he chose to maintain a good relationship with him.

If that's the case, then there's no need for him to take the initiative to break up.

Ye Nanque stood up and asked, "Where are the Master and the others?"

As soon as Ye Nanque woke up, he ignored him who was guarding the bedside, and the first person he asked was Jiang Caiyu. Although Mu Jiulin knew that this was not the time to feel jealous, he really couldn't be magnanimous.

He smiled and said, "Brother, your health has not recovered yet. Those trivial matters are very tiring. It's better not to listen to them."

In the original novel, Mu Jiulin was extremely concerned about the affairs of the Wu Sect. After all, he had suffered for a whole year and wanted to take part in everything personally. Why did he have this indifferent attitude now?

Ye Nanque frowned and said, "Can the problem be solved by ignoring it?"

Seeing that Ye Nanque was not very happy, Mu Jiulin immediately changed his tone: "Brother, you are right, but drink this bowl of nourishing soup first, and then I will take you over."

There was indeed a small bowl of soup on the table. Ye Nanque walked over suspiciously, hesitating for a while between "Did Mu Jiulin poison him?" and "No, Mu Jiulin is a great and upright person and would not poison him", then he straightened his neck and forced himself to drink it.

Mu Jiulin was nervous: "How does it taste...?"

Ye Nanque: "Taste? Uh... okay."

Mu Jiulin was obviously relieved.

Ye Nanque reacted and froze for a moment: "You did it?"

Mu Jiulin's face flushed: "...Yes, no... I asked someone to teach me how to make it. Doesn't my senior brother like to drink soup?"

I don’t know where Mu Jiulin got the rumor that he liked to drink soup. Ye Nan tasted it lightly. Hmm, it’s okay. He took another sip. Hmm, it’s okay. He took another sip.

Mu Jiulin said with hope: "This is my first time learning to make soup. Do you think it deserves a compliment, Senior Brother?"

What's with this behavior of leaning forward to give compliments?

Could it be that he knew he could cook and wanted to take advantage of him to compete with him?

Although it tastes good, he will not admit that Mu Jiulin's cooking skills are better than his. He is the best soup maker in the entire Kyushu Continent!

Ye Nanque's desire to win came up: "It's okay, it's okay."

The redness on Mu Jiulin's face faded little by little, as if he was injured.

How...how can a cooking competition be so heartfelt?

Ye Nanque felt a little bit uncomfortable for no reason. He didn't dare to look at his hurt expression anymore and had to look away. He muttered to himself that he should not compete with Mu Jiulin on such trivial matters next time. Mu Jiulin seemed to have a strong self-esteem. It was just a soup, but he couldn't accept that his cooking was worse than others.

No wonder he is the protagonist, he is really demanding of himself.

Mu Jiulin caught Ye Nanque's eye movement, which became evidence that he was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Mu Jiulin immediately felt relieved and felt a little secretly happy.

Mu Jiulin thought that his senior brother had always been like this to him. His cold words did not mean that he felt the same way in his heart. He should have gotten used to it long ago. He would be staying by his senior brother's side for a long time in the future, so he had to adapt to his senior brother's personality.

Besides, the senior brother is usually polite to others, but only shows such a mean side to him.

People only reveal their true personality in front of the people closest to them, even if they have a bad temper, because they treat the person as their own and do not pretend at all.

In a flash, Mu Jiulin figured it out.

He led Ye Nanque to the meeting hall of the Painting Immortal Sect. The meeting had not yet ended, so the two waited at the door for a while. Ye Nanque heard the people inside discussing.

"Master You, Chosong escaped from your Yujian Sect three years ago, and now Pei Fengtongmo has happened. I don't believe you said there was no connection. Your Yujian Sect bears a great responsibility."

"Elder Li, I see you didn't contribute much during your time in the Wu Sect, but you've been constantly trying to shirk responsibility. After all, the Yu Jian Sect must have put in more effort than any other sect to suppress Cho Song beneath Yingzhou Island. It's not something we can just talk about here."

"Yes, now is the time for us to unite as one and stop saying such things."

Amidst the useless discussions, You Bihui spoke calmly, "For the past few years, our Yujian Sect has been tracking Chou Song's whereabouts, and we've made some progress. To be honest, the Yujian Sect's secret scrolls record that Chou Song is an ancient great demon, born and raised by nature. His true form is a hurricane in the Wanku Valley. Strangely enough, by some unknown chance, that hurricane lingered in the Wanku Valley for a hundred years. My Yujian Sect ancestors noticed something strange and tried to convert him, but failed. Sure enough, he transformed into the great demon Chou Song not long after. Although his body and soul are indestructible, the thousand years of being sealed were enough to wear down his spirit. After escaping, he must have returned to the Wanku Valley."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go together and kill him again."

You Bihuai paused and continued, "If only it were that simple. However, times have changed. The records in the secret scroll are from a thousand years ago. No one knows where the Wanku Valley is. The Jiuzhou Continent is so vast that searching for it one by one would be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

As You Bihuai was speaking, Ye Nanque suddenly heard a voice from within his body, saying coldly, "You heard it too. You must reach the Wanku Valley before them and return my consciousness to my body."

This is Chosong's voice.

Since Mu Jiulin was right next to him, Ye Nanque didn't dare to show any abnormality.

But he thought of a problem.

Ye Nanque: [Tong, Chou Song is inside me, he won't hear us talking, right?]

System: [Don't worry, our conversation is encrypted.]

Ye Nanque: [That's good, that's good. You and I are the real ones, while he and I are just pretending.]

System: [Of course not, we are best friends.]

According to the original content, Ye Nanque successfully arrived at Wanku Valley and sent his spiritual consciousness back to Chou Song's body. Chou Song was surprisingly kind and continued to provide Ye Nanque with a constant source of power in the later period.

But Ye Nanque now doesn't intend to do so.

He thought of a new possibility: being supplied by others means being controlled by them forever, and only by snatching and robbing can one reveal his true villainy.

Ye Nanque: [I want to take away Chou Song's power.]

System: [Good idea... What are you going to do?!]

Ye Nanque repeated, "I want to steal Chou Song's power. The Yu Jian Sect has a mental method called the Burning Body Technique, which can refine evil thoughts. Now that Chou Song's consciousness is in my body, it naturally becomes my evil heart. If I destroy his true form and refine his consciousness within me, wouldn't I be able to gain the power of this part of his consciousness?"

The system frantically searched for information and then said, "System Verdict: Reasonable, you can give it a try. But you must first defeat Cho Song. Your current strength is lower than Cho Song's. Whether it's killing his body or refining his consciousness, it's not as easy as it sounds."

Ye Nanque: [I didn't say I'd do it myself. Isn't Mu Jiulin here?]

System: [You want to use Mu Jiulin to kill Chou Song so you can reap the benefits? That's a good idea... but how could your 36-degree mouth utter such a vicious move?]

Ye Nanque pinched her waist: [I told you I'd be terrible as a villain! We villains are just that bad!]

System: [That's bad.]

Ye Nanque lowered her eyelashes, casting a faint shadow under her eyes, making her look pale and weak: "I'm tired."

"Tired?" Mu Jiulin was a little nervous: "Is there any injury that I haven't checked?"

Ye Nanque rarely shows such a weak look. Based on Mu Jiulin's understanding of him, he would not say words like "tired", "sleepy" or "uncomfortable" unless he was really unwell. Ye Nanque is used to maintaining a decent image in front of everyone.

That's why Mu Jiulin was even more nervous. He had checked Ye Nanque when he was unconscious, and there were no wounds on Ye Nanque's body. Could it be internal injuries?

Ye Nanque said softly, "Let's go back."

Mu Jiulin didn't doubt him and just did as he was told: "Well, let's go back."

When the two of them returned to their residence, Ye Nanque found another excuse to get him out of the way when the time was almost up: "How long did it take you to make that soup for me this afternoon?"

Mu Jiulin said: "Not long, only three hours."

Ye Nanque made a prompt decision: "Okay, then I want to drink more."

Mu Jiulin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ye Nanque to make such a request. He agreed without hesitation and said he would do it right away.

After sending Mu Jiulin away, Ye Nanque went to say goodbye to Jiang Caiyu, saying that he had suffered internal injuries in Wu Sect and wanted to return to Yu Jian Sect to recuperate. Jiang Caiyu naturally agreed. Mu Jiulin was with him during this trip, and he didn't want Ye Nanque and Mu Jiulin to meet again and cause any unnecessary trouble.

With Jiang Caiyu's approval, Ye Nanque didn't even pack his bag and immediately followed Chou Song's instructions and flew towards Wanku Valley on his sword.

Mu Jiulin was making soup and recalling Ye Nanque's words and actions that night. He always felt that something was not right.

He asked someone to help him watch the fire and returned to his room. Ye Nanque was no longer there.

Mu Jiulin's heart sank gradually. He opened the bell he carried with him. The bell indicated that Ye Nanque was already a mile away from the Huaxian Sect.

Brother, I really like to do this kind of thing and leave him behind without saying a word.