Chapter 3: What was pierced by the sword was a stack of snow-white college entrance examination chemistry simulations...
As I said, Ling Hezhou doesn’t understand Chi Yu.
He thought Chi Yu was peculiar. At a time like this, he was so carefree, without a sense of urgency. Chi Yu's cultivation level was no different from that of an ordinary person, so why wasn't he afraid at all?
Of course Chi Yu was afraid, but the problem was that being afraid was useless. Since it was useless, he would not focus his energy on being afraid.
Therefore, he took out the cooking tools from the Sumeru Ring. They were all pots and pans that he bought from Jinxiu Pavilion and needed to be powered by spirit stones. They had various functions and did not require fire. Flames would automatically jump out when the spirit stones were placed on them.
He also took out the spiritual beast meat, spiritual rice, fruits and vegetables he bought at Jinxiu Pavilion.
He skillfully prepared the spirit beast meat under Ling Hezhou's shocked expression. After marinating the spirit beast meat, he went to the stream to wash the vegetables.
After a while, cut the vegetables into the pot and stir-fry over high heat. In a short time, three dishes and one soup are ready.
Ling Hezhou watched Chi Yu set up the small table and started eating.
Ling Hezhou: "..."
Ling Hezhou asked: "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm scared! I'll be bloated to death!" Chi Yu said as he ate his rice. "Oh, this rice smells so good! I've never tasted rice this delicious before."
Ling Hezhou: "..."
"The meat was delicious, too, not fishy at all," Chi Yu commented. "The cooking wine was a bit lacking, but the fact that it was cooked so well must be attributed to my incredible cooking skills."
As he was speaking, a grain of rice fell to the ground. Chi Yu lowered his head, picked up the rice grain and put it into his mouth.
Chi Yu's family is wealthy, but his parents are both abroad for business and have little time for him. He grew up with his grandparents, who dislike having outsiders in the house, so they don't hire a nanny and do everything themselves. Through their guidance and example, Chi Yu has cultivated a simple and frugal lifestyle.
Not a single grain of rice or a single drop of water should be wasted.
Ling Hezhou was silent. He didn't know what to say. He looked at the moonlight pouring down from the top of the valley. He felt sad. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen the first time he went down the mountain for training.
Although people who practice cultivation are going against the will of heaven and should treat life and death with a normal mind, he has not become a saint and has seven emotions and six desires, so naturally he is afraid of death.
He sighed deeply, and caught a glimpse of a golden light in the dark forest in his peripheral vision, but when he looked closely, it was gone. He thought he was seeing things, and continued to sigh sadly with his head down.
What he didn't know was that where he thought he was dizzy, a bony hand loosened the pine branch, and the pine tree, which was originally lush and leafy, withered in an instant and turned into powder.
Xie Xiyi was suspended in the air, the phantom electricity in his hand was buzzing, the jade-white sword body was oozing with blood, and a trace of golden light like liquid flowed out from inside.
Xie Xiyi did not move. Black spells flowed from his wide cuffs, crawling up the phantom lightning like a snake, suppressing the buzzing sound of the phantom lightning.
Xie Xiyi's voice was still pleasant as he whispered, "You are very restless."
Huandian naturally had no answer for him. As a spiritual sword tempered from the spine of a Jindan-level cultivator, it was destined to not be able to produce a spirit, because it had some spirituality of its own and could achieve a wonderful state of unity of mind and spirit with its master.
This is undoubtedly a very useful spiritual sword. Xie Xiyi cherishes it and can satisfy its thirst for killing most of the time.
But the phantom lightning tonight was particularly agitated, and this agitation began when the young man appeared.
Xie Xiyi's spiritual sense spread across the entire valley. He could clearly see the young man eating calmly, even eating three bowls of rice with a big appetite. There was no fear or panic on his face, and he was talking incoherently with the cultivator in the soul bead.
A faint smile escaped from Xie Xiyi's throat, a faint one, with a deep indifference, "He won't die today? Who gave him the confidence?"
Chi Yu, who was washing the pot, suddenly stopped, raised his eyelids, looked forward, and saw Xie Xiyi walking out of the shadows.
Chi Yu was not surprised. He even knew that Xie Xiyi had been watching him in secret.
Of course, he lied to Ling Hezhou when he told him that he would not die today.
He is gambling, gambling on a possibility.
Before Xie Xiyi could speak, Chi Yu spoke first, his voice a little hurried, "Let's play a game. If I win, you let us go. How about that? If I lose, not only will I hand Ling Hezhou over to you, you can take my life too."
Xie Xiyi's mask had no holes, revealing no expression or emotion. Yet, his voice remained pleasant, and anyone who heard it would think he was a man of noble character, not a bloodthirsty demon. "You're making a request?"
Chi Yu said, "You are the bright moon, and I am just a firefly. I certainly have no right to make demands of you. But you can see that I am only a lowly cultivator at the first level of Qi training. A morning fungus doesn't know the new moon or full moon, and a cicada doesn't know the spring or autumn. I am not as knowledgeable or far-sighted as you are. I will most likely lose no matter what game we play. Since I am sure to lose, why not play a game with me?"
Xie Xiyi was silent, as if considering something.
In the deep and dark valley of despair, there was only the sound of gurgling water. After Xie Xiyi appeared, there was not even a trace of insects or birds chirping. It seemed as if they were the only two living creatures in the entire valley.
The silence, the faint smell of blood, and the absolute sense of oppression made Chi Yu's legs weak again. The thumping of his heartbeat hit his ears, bringing a slight feeling of dizziness.
Even though many adverse reactions occurred, Chi Yu continued to wash the pot as if nothing had happened - there was actually no need to wash the pot in the world of cultivation, because it was kept clean at all times, but psychological barriers could not be easily gotten rid of, so it still had to be washed formally.
After brushing it clean and putting it back into the Xumi Ring, Xie Xiyi asked with interest: "What game do you want to play?"
Chi Yu smiled, and his eyes, bright as sparks, looked at Xie Xiyi. He said, "This game is popular among mortal nobles. It's called Landlord. We play ten rounds of Landlord, and the winner is the winner. It's very simple. But you need to give me some time to make the necessary tools."
The phantom lightning in Xie Xiyi's hand was buzzing, and a golden light flashed at the tip of the sword. The forbidden spell was wrapped around the jade-white sword like a chain, but it could not suppress the vibration of the phantom lightning.
Xie Xiyi's voice was filled with a faint smile, "Okay, I'll give you some time."
Chi Yu quickly made a deck of cards. Due to his low cultivation level, he had not yet shed his mortal body, so he was very sensitive to both hot and cold. By the time he finished making a deck of cards, his fair forehead was already covered with sweat.
Before he had time to wipe it, he placed the cards in front of Xie Xiyi and explained the rules of the game to him.
A desk, a table, and two cushions were placed on the grass. Chi Yu took a seat first, followed by Xie Xiyi. Her long black hair flowed down, and the moment it landed on the grass, it was gently lifted up by a wisp of black mist.
The mist also turned into a pair of gloves, wrapping Xie Xiyi's hands as white as jade. Then, he picked up the thin card.
Ling Hezhou hadn't dared to speak since Xie Xiyi appeared, so only Chi Yu's voice rang out, "Actually, I think you look familiar. I think I know you."
When he said this, not only did Ling Hezhou break out in a cold sweat, but Xie Xiyi also raised his head slightly, but soon he lowered his head again - the phantom lightning was still buzzing.
Xie Xiyi ignored Chi Yu, and Chi Yu didn't feel embarrassed and continued, "You look a lot like an old friend of mine."
Xie Xiyi said softly, "Really?"
Chi Yu said, "Yes, my old friend's name is Xie Xiyi."
Xie Xiyi tilted his head slightly. The mask on his face was actually very ferocious, with a green face, fangs, and a pair of evil red eyes. Just one look at him would make people lose their minds, but one thing Chi Yu was very concerned about was - why there were no eye holes in this mask? Wouldn't it be impossible to see?
But Chi Yu quickly realized that cultivators often use their spiritual sense to detect external appearances, so their eyes are not that useful.
Xie Xiyi's tone remained calm, "It's your turn."
Chi Yu's card playing was fake, and his flirting with Xie Xiyi was real. He had time for ten games, so winning or losing didn't matter.
Chi Yu played his cards and continued, "I had a very good relationship with that old friend. We once watched the sunset together on the grassland. Then he disappeared and I haven't heard from him since."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Xie Xiyi. There was indeed a black mist lingering around him, as if it were a living thing. Xie Xiyi only had to hold the deck of cards, and the black mist turned into another hand, pulled out the cards, and placed them on the table.
Chi Yu was uncomfortable with the presence of the mist. Just looking at it made him feel the same discomfort Ling Hezhou had described. Because he was so close, his limbs were stiff and he couldn't control them. Not to mention, the murderous aura and bloodiness within Xie Xiyi had become tangible, sharp as a sword, making it difficult for him to breathe. His throat and lungs felt as if they were being slashed. When he spoke, blood surged, leaving a sweet and fishy taste in his throat.
Chi Yu swallowed the sweetness and continued talking.
Those words about having a good relationship with Xie Xiyi were naturally false, but he bet that Xie Xiyi would be curious about him. Human curiosity is the most primitive psychology, and it cannot be avoided even through practice.
But Xie Xiyi remained unmoved. He said in his still cheerful voice, "Noisy."
Then, Chi Yu found that he couldn't speak.
Chi Yu: "..."
He didn't expect that Xie Xiyi would directly ban his account.
Needless to say, I lost every time I played ten games of Landlord.
After all, Xie Xiyi has great luck, and he will win even without using supernatural powers.
The ruby-like earrings flew directly into Xie Xiyi's hands. Ling Hezhou finally shouted, "Chi Yu! Run!"
Chi Yu didn't move. The phantom flew into Xie Xiyi's hand. His voice was still high and cheerful, as if he was doing something joyful. "I accept your life. I hope you will be reborn into a good family in your next life."
After he finished speaking, Chi Yu was pierced through the heart by Xie Xiyi's sword.
The phantom electricity was still humming, the golden light was flashing, the blood energy was gone, and it was as lifeless as an ordinary sword.
Xie Xiyi drew back his sword indifferently, and Chi Yu fell limply.
Ling Hezhou screamed, but soon fell silent, as he was wrapped in the black mist like a trophy.
Thunder roared in the sky, and a torrential downpour suddenly fell in the usually rainless area. The rain poured down from the top of the valley. Before it fell on Xie Xiyi, it was blocked by a layer of rolling fog and dripped onto the grass beside him.
Xie Xiyi left.
Only a pierced body remained.
The rain soaked Chi Yu's body. After a while, Chi Yu sneezed and got up from the ground.
Xie Xiyi killed him so quickly that he lost consciousness without even feeling any pain.
Chi Yu sighed and remembered Ling Hezhou.
But Chi Yu had no time to feel sad.
He was completely unable to figure out Xie Xiyi's moves, and he had no ability to communicate with Xie Xiyi at all. He was too weak. Who would trust an ant?
Chi Yu wiped his body clean, changed his clothes, called up the system panel, and continued to beat the system. He wanted to improve himself, and wanted to at least be able to talk to Xie Xiyi on an equal footing.
The system panel soon flashed a snow screen, as if there was a short circuit, and then a stack of snow-white paper was spit out by the system.
Chi Yu picked it up and saw that it was labeled "Prepare for the 2024 College Entrance Examination Chemistry Simulation Paper (New National Textbook)".
Chi Yu: "..."
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