Chapter 7 - 7 Chapter 5 Color is Void_2

7 Chapter 5 Color is Void_2

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Liu Mei Niang really didn’t know what to do with this guy Lin Yi, first he was too pure, now he was too charming, hence, she spoke irritably, “Our Yao ‘Er is infatuated with you, don’t you have feelings for her? The union of yin and yang is the way of the world.”

“Are you really insisting on marrying a cultivator with a spiritual root? You are already in your twenties and still possess a lower-grade spiritual root. The Qi Refining middle stage seems far-off, let alone Foundation Establishment. Those cultivator ladies with spiritual roots all have high standards. Listen to Aunt Liu, settle down early, have descendants, so you won’t have lived in vain.”

“Aunt Liu, even if a lady has spiritual roots, for now, I won’t consider it. I’m sorry, but you all take care.” Lin Yi stood up, ready to see them out.

At this moment, Hong Yao spoke in a pitiful manner, “Brother Lin, Yao ‘Er has travelled all day just to see you, missing meals along the way. Now hunger is gnawing at me, making it hard to move, could Brother Lin possibly sympathize?”

“Miss Hong Yao, Aunt Liu, please wait here a while, let me bring you some food.” Lin Yi pretended to hesitate for a moment then continued.

Watching as Lin Yi headed toward the kitchen, Liu Mei Niang showed a smile, casting an approving glance at Hong Yao. Yesterday, they had not managed to get a meal, yet Hong Yao showed her intelligence today.

Shortly, Lin Yi brought a large bowl over, placed it on the table and unlidded it. An aroma immediately wafted out. On smelling this aroma, Liu Mei Niang and Hong Yao froze in their spots.

“Why have you served White Crystal Rice? Where is the Cloud Spirit Rice? Little Yi, this way of entertaining guests is somewhat going overboard,” Liu Mei Niang said, angry, thinking that Lin Yi must have held back the Cloud Spirit Rice and purposely served them White Crystal Rice.

Lin Yi sighed, his face showing discomfort, “Aunt Liu, in order to come to Liu Yun Sect and farm, I’ve spent more than half of my fortune, and I’ve finished all the Cloud Spirit Rice I purchased before. Now, the Spirit Rice isn’t ripe yet, so I have to eat White Crystal Rice. If you don’t believe me, you can check the kitchen.”

Liu Mei Niang immediately stood up, went to the kitchen and saw no trace of Cloud Spirit Rice. She had no choice but to return to the room and signaled Hong Yao with her eyes.

“Brother Lin, Yao ‘Er just remembered that there’s urgent business to take care of, and I won’t bother you more. Sister Mei Niang, please see me out,” Hong Yao nodded understandingly and stood up to speak.

“I’ll show you out then, safe travels.” Lin Yi escorted them to the door, after closing the door, he stood for a while listening if there was any noise, but it was silent.

He shook his head, grabbed some vegetables, ready to fry a couple of eggs, thinking that Aunt Liu would probably give up this time.

Suddenly, a pop-up announced ‘Experience +5 for the Path of Survivor’, making Lin Yi grin. ‘Aunt Liu is a good person, effectively brushing up my experience. If I knew this, I wouldn’t have refused so vehemently.’

However, upon careful consideration, if he hadn’t rejected so firmly, perhaps his experience on the Path of Survivor would not have increased. As long as Manager Zhang continues to target him, then the experience on this path will not cease.

After eating the White Crystal Rice, Lin Yi steamed a portion of Cloud Spirit Rice. Daily cultivation is absolutely necessary. What comforts Lin Yi is that these leftover Cloud Spirit Rice from the original host should barely last until the Spirit Rice is harvested.

On the other hand, after Liu Mei Niang left Lin Yi’s place, she went to see a familiar figure. On learning that Lin Yi rejected even a charming woman like Hong Yao, this figure couldn’t help but feel incredulous. Even he harbored feelings for such a woman, eager to taste her charm, yet Lin Yi refused her.

“Manager Zhang, an honest person is stubborn. After all, he is a cultivator, perhaps he wants a wife with a spiritual root and not these mundane women,” Liu Mei Niang explained on the side.

“Oh, a wife with a spiritual root, that’s a tough one. Others might not want to marry him…” Manager Zhang showed a troubled expression and then suddenly stopped mid-sentence, staring at Liu Mei Niang.

“Manager Zhang, what are you trying to do…” Liu Mei Niang grew tense under Manager Zhang’s gaze.

Manager Zhang wore a grim smile, “He he, Daoist Liu, I’m afraid I have to trouble you now…”

Lin Yi had just finished cooking a bowl of Spirit Rice, and was about to enjoy it, when the courtyard door was knocked again. In a hurry, he hid the Spirit Rice in his bedroom, then went to the courtyard and asked cautiously, “Who is it?”

“Little Yi, it’s me, Mei Niang.” Liu Mei Niang’s voice had a touch of tenderness. Even her address for Lin Yi had switched from ‘aunt’ to her name.

“Aunt Liu, I have made up my mind, so you don’t need to persuade me again,” Lin Yi said without hesitation. Once he had chosen the Path of Survivor, he temporarily excluded family establishment from his consideration.

Liu Mei Niang knocked on the door again, her voice gently saying, “I’m not here to persuade you about marrying Hong Yao, there’s an important matter needing your attention. As long as you open the door, I promise never to bother you again.”

Listening to Liu Mei Niang’s words, Lin Yi felt something was off. After some thought, he opened the courtyard door and stood directly at the entrance, “Aunt Liu, whatever it is, just say it here.”

“That… some matters… it’s not convenient to talk here,” Liu Mei Niang looked around and hesitated in her response.