Chapter Thirty-Six: Can I Eat the Master's Cooking?
Under Shi Bai's coercion and enticement, Ye Chi was forced to review the knowledge points that Ya Feiyu had mentioned in class, and also did several extra assignments. By the time he finally finished all the tasks, it was already close to evening. The sun was moving towards the foot of the mountain, and the sky was slowly losing its pure blue color. His stomach was rumbling. It was lunchtime, and he walked briskly to the cafeteria with cheerful steps.
Many cultivators practice abstinence from grains, but the desire for food is ultimately something no one can escape. Therefore, the Qinglian Sect also has a canteen, employing chefs from all over the world. The dishes are diverse and flavorful, making one's mouth water just by looking at them. Ye Chi is not good at eating spicy food, so he casually picked up a few light dishes. As he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure walking in from around the corner.
He had been very discreet, but the disciples still noticed his arrival and fell silent. The huge dining hall suddenly became as quiet as the library.
Ye Chi was completely dumbfounded.
It's common knowledge that people under house arrest are assigned to odd jobs, but he never expected that Ya Feiyu would be assigned to the cafeteria!
Can a celestial being who never lifts a finger cook edible food?
Ye Chiguang felt acid reflux and silently prayed for his stomach.
To ensure that the disciples' food is in the best condition, the canteen usually starts preparing half an hour before the end of class. Most of the Qinglian Sect members also practice fasting, so they can wait for a while. Even those who do not fast can use the small brocade pouches distributed daily by the disciples' quarters, which contain some dry food, but the taste... is somewhat unsatisfactory.
Ye Chi waited listlessly, his gaze involuntarily falling on the food delivery area. To ensure food safety, the kitchen was completely transparent and open, allowing the disciples to see what was happening inside. Ye Chi couldn't help but follow the snow-white figure. This person probably had no experience cooking; they were just wearing their expensive clothes, not even changing the color, just wandering around in that white robe. If it got dirty, it wouldn't be easy to wash.
Just as Ye Chi had predicted, Ya Feiyu couldn't cook.
He embarked on the path of immortality at a young age. Due to his extraordinary talent and early abstinence from grains, he didn't need to eat, let alone cook for himself, which was even more unnecessary.
Therefore, Ya Feiyu was staring blankly at the busy backs of the kitchen helpers, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Finally, a kind-hearted old lady saw that he was standing there awkwardly and called him over, and only then did Ya Feiyu have something to do.
Ye Chi couldn't help but find it more and more amusing, but after all, that person was his master, not to mention that the terrifying poisonous Shi Bai was also there. He held back and held back, and in the end, he didn't laugh out loud, thus successfully saving his life.
Because of the kitchen novice, Ya Feiyu, the meals were served much slower today, thirty minutes later than usual. Ya Feiyu stood in front of the serving area. The dishes he was in charge of were relatively simple home-style dishes, which many disciples usually liked to eat. But today, for some reason, the serving area was deserted. The more crowded the surrounding area was, the more desolate it was, creating a stark contrast.
Ya Feiyu didn't seem to mind. If no one came, no one came. He stood there, seemingly lost in thought. Ye Chi, however, felt a little uneasy watching him.
No matter what, he is still his master. How can he be left to stand alone in a desolate corner?
A sense of mission inexplicably rose in Ye Chi's heart, so he stepped forward without hesitation, wearing a flattering smile, and said, "Master, could you make me one?"
Ya Feiyu paused slightly, as if he had been brought back from his reverie. After a few more seconds of hesitation, he realized what he had said and casually scooped a few spoonfuls for him, saying, "Mmm."
It seems Ya Feiyu hasn't quite mastered the art of the cafeteria lady's shaky hands; each serving was overflowing, completely covering the rice. Ye Chi couldn't help but smile, "Thank you, Master!"
His smile was so captivating that Ya Feiyu couldn't help but pay more attention to him for a while, and even his usually indifferent eyes showed a hint of human emotion. "Hmm."
Ye Chi smiled broadly, his mood inexplicably good, and his steps became much lighter. He was carrying the food that Ya Feiyu had brought back; it actually looked quite good and tasted good too. Ye Chi took a bite, and the taste was excellent.
His eyes lit up; he hadn't expected his master to be so talented at cooking.
Seeing this, Shi Bai also went to get a few bowls from Ya Feiyu and came back. The disciple next to him saw that the two of them were eating with great enthusiasm, glanced over, nudged Ye Chi's shoulder, and said, "How does Elder Tianxue's food taste? Is it good? Seeing you two eating so deliciously, I'm a little tempted to give you a good beating."
"It smells good, of course it smells good." Ye Chi still had rice stuffed in his mouth that he hadn't had time to swallow. He chewed a few times and swallowed, almost choking. He pounded his chest a few times before he could swallow it down. "Cough... Of course it smells good when my master makes it."
"Is it really that delicious?"
"Why don't you try it and you'll see?"
Encouraged by Ye Chi, the enthusiastic disciple was also eager to try it. He brought back a few bowls of rice, stuffed a few mouthfuls into his mouth, and exclaimed as if he had been injected with chicken blood: "Damn, it's delicious!"
With this person taking the lead, the other disciples who were curious but dared not try it all mustered their courage, and Ya Feiyu's food serving area immediately became bustling. He was also shy, and being surrounded by so many eager people, he was visibly flustered, but his hands still moved methodically, each spoonful was full, as if he was afraid that the disciples would go hungry.
Ye Chi propped her cheek up and looked at him, saying, "Master is shy."
Shi Bai cast a strange look at him: "...How did you figure that out?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Ye Chi said without turning his head. "Even Master's gaze has wavered. Isn't it because he's shy?"
These words made Shi Bai silent for a moment, then he said sourly, "You really do care about your master."
Ye Chi was stunned.
care?
Does he... care a lot about Ya Feiyu?
His gaze involuntarily fell on the snow-white figure, but realizing his subconscious action, he quickly averted his gaze as if electrocuted, covering his face in utter embarrassment and letting out a muffled groan: "...Ah..."
It seems that Shi Bai was right after all.
Although his "concern" was almost entirely subconscious, it cannot be denied that subconsciously paying attention to Ya Feiyu had become a habit, a behavior unconsciously ingrained in his very being. He used to pay attention to Ya Feiyu because he was a villain, so he was wary of his every move. But now?
If Ya Feiyu hasn't done anything disturbing, why should I pay special attention to him in my daily life?
If Ya Feiyu wasn't the villain, would I still care about him?
Ye Chi thought: Yes, it will.
When exactly did it begin, his gaze became accustomed to following that tall figure, and even his thoughts and every move became difficult to take off his head?
What's wrong with him this time?
Ye Chi suddenly lost his appetite, hastily ate the remaining food in his bowl, and left without saying goodbye to Shi Bai.
He wandered aimlessly along the moonlit path.
The night was deep, a heavy, dark blue pressing down, coloring the earth in a profound hue, like being at the bottom of an abyss, oppressive and suffocating. Ye Chi had initially been walking, but as he walked, he couldn't help but start running. He seemed to bump into people along the way, quickly apologizing before disappearing in a flash.
Cultivators have abundant physical strength. She didn't know how long she had been running. When she finally stopped, the air seemed to be filled with a chilling fragrance.
Ye Chi stared in astonishment, then looked up and realized that he had actually run to Tianxue Peak.
Just keep going up, and you'll reach Ya Feiyu's dwelling.
He looked around. Tianxue Peak was the least populated of all the peaks, with even fewer menial disciples. Ordinary disciples like him wouldn't come here unless there was a reason. Tianxue Peak was covered in snow all year round, so who would come to this extremely cold place to suffer for no reason?
He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe, as if something was pressing on his chest, almost suffocating him.
But he didn't stop. He only rested briefly before uncontrollably continuing up the path. The wind grew stronger, but he seemed oblivious to the frost and snow, his steps firm as he walked until he finally stopped in front of Ya Feiyu's dwelling, exhaling white puffs of breath.
“Ya Feiyu,” he said, his long eyelashes drooping, his voice so low it seemed to be carried away by the wind, “tell me, why did I come here?”
Why did I come over instinctively?
"You're not here either."
He knelt on one knee, but his head was raised, his gaze stubbornly fixed on the door, as if demanding an answer from Ya Feiyu—even though he himself knew the answer perfectly well.
Because he knew that as long as he waited here, Ya Feiyu would definitely come back.
He grabbed a handful of snow and slapped it hard on his face, as if trying to wake himself up with the extreme cold, but it didn't seem to work. Instead, it made him even more confused and more intoxicated by the chilling fragrance.
"You're just a character in a book, why would I care about you so much?"
"I know perfectly well that your fate is predetermined."
"But I keep thinking about rewriting your fate and saving your future."
He gave a dry laugh and said self-deprecatingly, "If you were here, would you laugh at me for overestimating myself?"
Naturally, no one responded, leaving only the devastation of wind and snow.
"But I really can't help wanting to do it."
Is it because I can't bear to part with you?
Scattered snowflakes fell on his back, almost burying him, and the biting wind seeped in through every gap in his clothes, trying to steal his body heat.
He seemed completely oblivious to the cold.
"Master." With utmost respect, "Ya Feiyu."
"I think I'm probably beyond redemption."
"I am a fool who dares to defy the will of Heaven."
"But you're also a fool who tried to be an enemy of the male lead."
"Do you think we look alike?"
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