Chapter 088

Chapter 88: She Plans to Make Trouble

Everyone knew what kind of person Ye Wan Wan was. For her to speak so firmly to Ye Yi Ran, the guy who had acted fresh with their senior sister, there was only one possibility: [She plans to make trouble.]

Without even exchanging a look, Li Wan Zhi and Fang He An both sat down, keeping up the act to the end. Li Wan Zhi lifted his chin and said, “Junior sister, be careful of this kind of man. He has a honeyed tongue and is the least reliable.”

Fang He An nodded and said, “Right. When you take favors, you owe people. We should pay for ourselves.”

Li Wan Zhi swaggered on and said, “How much? Name a number,” while tipping his chin like a rich lord. He did not even have ten spirit stones on him, but that did not stop his momentum.

Ye Yi Ran gave an awkward laugh and said, “It won’t cost many spirit stones, Little Bai…”

All four pairs of eyes from Ye Wan Wan, Shen Nan Zhou, Fang He An, and Li Wan Zhi shot at him: “Hm?”

Ye Yi Ran switched at once and said, “Fellow Daoist Bai does not eat much. Not much.”

Bai Jian glanced at the table stacked with empty plates. After thinking it over, she asked, “Are you really paying?”

Ye Yi Ran piled on a smile and said, “Of course.”

Bai Jian nodded, raised her hand to the shopkeeper, and said, “Then bring fifty more of the same.”

Ye Yi Ran: “…”

Li Wan Zhi nearly burst out laughing. He forced it down with two short chuckles and said, “Fellow Daoist Ye, are you really treating?”

Ye Yi Ran gritted his teeth and said, “Treating.”

That day, the entire kitchen of the Delicacy Pavilion opened for Bai Jian alone. She ate by herself from noon until nearly dusk before finally stopping.

Ye Yi Ran was exhausted. Ye Yi Ran was numb. Yet Fang He An and the others still wore fond, indulgent looks.

Bai Jian rubbed her slightly rounded belly and said in a shy voice, “I can’t eat anymore.”

Fang He An was moved. It was the first time he had ever heard those four words from his senior sister. For that alone, his expression toward Ye Yi Ran was not so ugly anymore.

Ye Wan Wan rose smoothly, put the chest of spirit stones at the side into her storage space, and waited, eyes on Ye Yi Ran, until he paid. Only then did she prepare to leave with Bai Jian.

Ye Yi Ran was not about to let them go so easily. He hurried after them, panting, and said, “Please wait! I actually have a bold request. I was just too embarrassed to say it earlier.”

Li Wan Zhi looked puzzled and said, “If you know it is embarrassing, why say it at all? Ever heard this? People who make things hard for others are not good people.”

He added, “We will not do whatever you want just because you treated us to one meal. At worst, we will throw it back up for you.”

Ye Yi Ran: “…”

Bai Jian thought about it and whispered, “It is not easy to throw up.”

Li Wan Zhi changed instantly and said, “Then we will poop-”

Fang He An clapped a hand over his mouth and said, “Shut it!”

Ye Wan Wan said in a calm voice, “What is the request?”

Seeing Ye Wan Wan steer them to the point, Ye Yi Ran felt deeply moved. [How did I ever think this girl was strange? She is a flower that understands the heart. She is so considerate.]

He said, “Here is the situation. A few of us teamed up for a night hunt at a small town a few days ago, and we found something very odd…”

He said a lot. When he finally finished, the group sorted it out.

Li Wan Zhi summed it up and said, “You mean you all went on a night hunt, ran into a demonic beast, could not beat it, ran away, and even dropped your family heirloom there.”

Ye Yi Ran forced himself to nod and said, “More or less. We did resist during the fight.”

Li Wan Zhi waved a hand and said, “Not important. You still ran.”

Ye Yi Ran: “…”

Li Wan Zhi asked, “And then?”

Ye Yi Ran’s act was slipping, but he pushed on and said, “I want to invite you fellow Daoists to help me get the family heirloom back.”

“I will pay a reward,” he added quickly, afraid they would refuse.

“How much?” said Li Wan Zhi.

Ye Yi Ran held up one finger.

Li Wan Zhi curled his lip and said, “Only one million?”

“It is… one hundred thousand,” Ye Yi Ran said.

“Too little. We are leaving.”

“Wait. I do not have one million, but I have one supreme grade spirit stone,” Ye Yi Ran said, going all in. He pressed the point and said, “A supreme grade spirit stone.”

Li Wan Zhi sounded unimpressed and said, “What is the difference between one supreme grade spirit stone and a million low grade spirit stones?”

Of course there was a difference. A supreme grade spirit stone was rare. Value-wise it was close, but rarity mattered. Ye Yi Ran could not deny it.

As the air turned stiff, Ye Wan Wan spoke at the right time and said, “I happen to need one supreme grade spirit stone to set up a formation. Senior brother, I want it.”

Ye Yi Ran was thrilled. [A good person!]

Fang He An and Li Wan Zhi thought it over.

Bai Jian said, “Go.”

If junior sister wanted it, then they had to go.

When the five of them followed Ye Yi Ran out of the city together, he felt a little lost. [Was that too easy? Did I really just walk them out like this?]

But after seeing the simple, harmless looks on Fang He An and Bai Jian’s faces, and the super cocky swagger of Li Wan Zhi, Ye Yi Ran felt that, with their level of smarts, they would not guess anything else anyway.

“Forget it,” he told himself.

He pressed down his doubts, led them along the road out of the city, and searched for a good excuse to make them fly farther away.

Right then Ye Wan Wan said, “How long will it take on foot? If it is far, let us use Sword Flight. We have to be back at the sect before the Zi hour. Do not waste time.”

“It is a bit of a distance,” said Ye Yi Ran.

Ye Wan Wan nodded and said, “Then you lead the way in front.”

When she finished, the five of them just waited for him to take off.

Ye Yi Ran felt awkward and said, “I… I am not at Golden Core yet. I cannot use Sword Flight.”

Li Wan Zhi stared and said, “You do not have a flying treasure?”

Ye Yi Ran wanted to crawl into a hole. “That kind of thing is too expensive. I do not have one.”

Li Wan Zhi put away his surprise and said with a blank face, “Oh. I also do not have one.”

Ye Yi Ran: “…” [Then why were you acting like you did!]

Ye Wan Wan said at once, “Here is how we do it. I will take fourth senior brother and Brother Ye. Senior sister, you take third senior brother and fifth senior brother.” She turned to Ye Yi Ran, smiled, and said, “Sorry. My senior brothers are still not good at flying. We all have to squeeze in together.”

Ye Yi Ran looked at the three men and blurted out, “They… are not at Golden Core stage yet?”

Ye Wan Wan smiled and said, “What? Are my senior sister and I not enough?”

Ye Yi Ran’s heart skipped and he said, “Enough. More than enough.” [Perfect. This is perfect.]

This also reminded him that during the Delicacy Pavilion conflict last time, Fang He An and Li Wan Zhi did not act. Not only that, they hid behind others. And the newcomer was a stranger. If only Ye Wan Wan and Bai Jian were Golden Core, his odds went way up. [Good news.]

Ye Wan Wan summoned the Heart Questioning Sword and took off with Li Wan Zhi and Ye Yi Ran in front. Ye Yi Ran pointed the way, and Ye Wan Wan flew wherever he pointed.

Her Sword Flight was so steady it stunned Ye Yi Ran. This was not the Sword Flight of someone who had just broken through to Golden Core.

He tensed up and asked warily, “You are so young, but your Sword Flight is this steady. Are you already at late Golden Core?”

Ye Wan Wan glanced back at him and said, “No. I am a sword cultivator.”

Ye Yi Ran relaxed. If she was a sword cultivator, steady flight made sense.

“It is right ahead. We are almost there!”

He pointed to a pitch-black village. Black mist curled over it. No lamps glowed. No breath of life stirred. A gloomy, bad omen hung in the air.