Chapter 260 The New Chef of Prince Shi’s Mansion
On the second day, Qing Yi came to visit his master early in the morning. He knew that he had been a little rash yesterday, and now the whole palace knew that he was timid and afraid of ghosts. He hoped that his master would forget the fact that his disciple mistook him for an evil spirit after a good sleep.
"Master, good morning!" As Qing Yi entered the yard, he saw Master fiddling with something.
"You little bastard, keep your voice down!" the Demon Lord said in a low voice.
"Hey, you're already up, what are you afraid of?" After Qing Yi said that, he stretched his neck to look at the room door. The door was closed. Could there be someone there?
"Your master is still sleeping, don't wake him up!" the Demon Lord said in a low voice.
"Ah? My master is in there?" Qing Yi couldn't help but lower his voice when he heard that. The master lived in Lanyuan, so why did he come to sleep here with the master? Did he have a quarrel with King Shi?
"Well, what do you want?"
"Master, did my master have a fight with King Shi?" Qing Yi approached his master with a gossipy look on his face.
"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Stay away from me! Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" The Demon Lord looked at this overly naughty disciple and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Chu Shi said that he was like him, but how could they be similar?
"Hehe, although I'm a little afraid of ghosts, I'm not afraid of you, Master! Just don't scare your disciples anymore in the future."
"As a member of the Demon Cult, why are you so timid?" The Demon Lord looked at Qing Yi and asked from the bottom of his heart.
"I...ah," Qing Yi wanted to say something, but he didn't. Instead, he smiled and said, "Master, if I hadn't discovered that you still had a pulse a few days ago, I'm afraid they would have buried you long ago! Even if you came back to life, you wouldn't be able to crawl out."
"..." The Demon Lord was stunned. Is this kid trying to take credit? "What do you want? Tell me now! I have to go cook."
"What? Master, are you going to cook?" Qing Yi thought he was hallucinating. How come Master, the former leader of the Demon Cult and the supreme master of the martial arts world, became the chef of Prince Shi's Mansion?
"Your master loves the mushroom soup I make. Are you okay?"
"Nothing." Qing Yi looked at the martial arts supreme who was behaving strangely.
"Then go and help light the fire." The Demon Lord packed up the mushrooms and went to the kitchen.
"Ah? Oh." Qing Yi had no choice but to follow.
An hour later, the Demon Lord walked in front, and Qing Yi followed behind, carrying a small bowl of mushroom soup to the dining room. At this time, everyone was sitting and waiting in the dining room. Someone had already sent a message that the old Demon Lord was making mushroom soup, and Master Qing Yi was making a fire.
"Hey, Xiaoye, come and try the mushroom soup I made." Qingyi saw his own Xiaoye at a glance and said in a way that seemed to take credit, as if he had really made it.
"You did it?" The Demon Lord turned around and looked at the person who wanted to take the credit.
"Haha, Master, please sit down. We can do this together, right? You are so petty!" Qing Yi turned the tables and blamed the Master.
The Demon Lord didn't argue with him, sat down to eat, and didn't say who the mushroom soup was for. But everyone knew that the person who could make it by the Demon Lord himself must be his beloved disciple.
Qing Yi served a bowl to everyone. After everyone tasted the soup, they found that the old man's cooking skills were indeed very good. However, even if they wanted to have another bowl, they were embarrassed to serve more because it was mainly for Master Mo.
Of course Qing Yi wouldn't consider these things. He drank three full bowls and then served another bowl to his own Xiao Ye.
"Xiao Ye, is it delicious? I'll make it for you later." Qing Yi said proudly.
"..." Ye Qingyu pretended not to hear. Anyone who heard this would think it was just bragging and it didn't count.
After everyone finished their meal, Mo Qitian called Ye Qingyu and Qing Yi to the study of King Shi alone.
"Master, what's going on? It's so mysterious?" Qing Yi asked curiously.
"Look at this." Mo Qitian took out two pieces of brocade. What is this? Qing Yi took it. There were pictures and words on one of them. Qing Yi couldn't understand it, so he handed it to Ye Qingyu. He opened the other one. It seemed that there were words on it as well, but the ink was a little blurry and he couldn't tell what was written on it.
"Is this a diagram of a mechanism?" Ye Qingyu did have some knowledge.
"Well, Bai Lingfeng's master is most likely Tianji Elder's senior sister, Earth Spirit Holy Mother. According to your master, she is a descendant of the previous dynasty. Since you are looking for the treasure of the previous dynasty this time, the mechanical formations inside may be her work. When you find the treasure hiding place, be sure to compare the topography on this drawing to see if it is the same. Pay attention to the marked areas, but unfortunately it is not complete, and the writing on the other one is blurred."
"Why is this one so blurry?" Qing Yi asked while holding the piece of brocade with blurry marks on it.
"It's all your fault! You insisted on cleaning the magic flute. This thing dissolves as soon as it comes into contact with water." Mo Qitian said unhappily.
"Ah" Qing Yi didn't expect that it was his own fault again.
"This treasure hunt is no easy task. You must proceed with caution and not be careless. Especially you, Qing Yi. Don't rely on your cleverness and act rashly," Mo Qitian warned. He wasn't one to be nagging, but he was deeply concerned about his apprentice. Qing Yi acted impulsively and recklessly in many matters, and without any experience in the martial arts world, he could easily cause trouble.
"I understand, Master. Why don't you believe in your disciple's ability?"
"You must listen to Qingyu in everything and not make any decisions on your own. Do you understand?" Mo Qitian glanced at Qingyi. Alas, he was still worried. This kid was smart but not steady enough.
"...Master, you just don't trust me?" Qing Yi was a little dissatisfied. It wasn't that he didn't listen to Xiao Ye, but what the master meant was that he didn't recognize his ability!
"Do you remember what I said?" Mo Qitian knew his disciple's character and didn't want to lecture him, so he asked directly.
"Oh, remember, Master, don't worry. If Xiao Ye tells your beloved disciple to go east, I will go east. If Xiao Ye tells me to go west, I will go west. I will never resist." Qing Yi promised, but his words were somewhat unserious.
"..." Mo Qitian ignored him and picked up the brocade with words on it to discuss with Ye Qingyu the possible mechanisms and formations they might encounter.
Qing Yi didn't quite understand what he was saying and felt bored, so he said to Mo Qitian, "Master, I'm going to the toilet."
"Yeah." Mo Qitian responded without even looking at his apprentice.
Qing Yi came out of the study, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief. He guessed that they might be about to continue their journey, so he took advantage of the fact that the master was here to ask him where his treasure was hidden.
Qing Yi saw that the master was instructing Ling Feng in martial arts training. Of course, it is not quite accurate to say that he was instructing him, but rather that he was scolding him while giving him instructions.
"How did you become the leader of a branch altar? Is this your level? The move you just made was slower than a pig. Focus on your Dantian and gather the energy at the heart of the sword when you exhale, then it will naturally be faster!" The Demon Lord sat on the armchair. There were fruits and tea on the table, and two maids were serving him carefully.
Ling Feng's forehead was covered with sweat at this time. He was originally practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and the old leader happened to come over when he had nothing to do. He originally thought that the old leader would praise his disciple when he saw how hard he was working, but unexpectedly, the old leader scolded him and even asked someone to bring a throne to watch him practice martial arts.
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