As such, thinking of something, he said, "Master, it appears junior sister is hungry. I heard when one hasn't eaten for many days, their face would turn pale."
Wang Chen nodded in understanding, then ordered in an indifferent voice, "Lin Huang, cook something for your junior sister to eat."
"Huh!" A stunned expression appeared on Lin Huang's face, not expecting to receive such an order.
Seeing that look in his eyes, Wang Chen said, "Don't tell me you find it embarrassing to cook for your junior sister?"
"Master, when did I say this?"
"Then why are you standing here? Wisely get to work."
Li Mei, on the other hand, stayed silent. The shock in her heart was too great, even greater than when she first found herself returning to her youth.
She needed some time to digest everything.
As for the matter of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flag, she had already put it on the back of her mind. Compared to the trouble that she had gotten into, what did little Bloodfang and that demon amount to?
Days continued to pass. It had already been three days since Wang Chen accepted Li Mei as his second disciple.
He had mostly recovered from the mental fatigue from his last run of the Tower of Infinite Enlightenment. However, Wang Chen still decided to wait for a day before speedrunning the first floor once again.
Just then, a blue window popped up in front of him.
[Congratulations, host! Daily task 'Divinity in Small Things' completed. Reward: One year of cultivation in a worldly spring.]
After Wang Chen took Lin Huang as his first disciple, he no longer needed to clean the courtyard himself. Once Lin Huang finished cleaning up, Wang Chen would receive the reward as usual.
Just as he was examining the window, a surge of extremely pure qi appeared out of nowhere in Wang Chen's meridians. Surprised, Wang Chen tried to control and lead it toward his dantian at the center of his brows.
The qi was so nourishing that the bottleneck that he had been stuck at immediately disappeared and Wang Chen was promoted to the Qi Refining seventh layer. He was now officially a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, strong enough to be called a powerful household in this little imperial city.
Excited, Wang Chen called out the status window to see if his stats had increased at all.
[Name: Wang Chen] [Lifespan: 25/35] [Race: Mortal] [Cultivation: Rank 7 Qi Refining Realm] [Talent: Tower of Infinite Enlightenment (Divine), Caring Heart (Unique)] [Abilities: Blade Heart (Infant stage)] [Techniques: Three Turn Sword Style] [Potential: Miserable (Raise one Qi Refining disciple to improve potential)]
Just one look and his face immediately turned ugly. His lifespan was the same as before, with not even the slightest change. He still had nine more years to live.
Thinking up to this point, Wang Chen almost cursed out loud. He had gotten two super talented disciples and even had the system, yet the world wasn't allowing him to enjoy all of this.
Wang Chen couldn't stop himself from cursing the heavens in his heart. This was just too unfair.
Although his second disciple was already at the peak of Qi Refining realm, the system's remark of "raising one Qi Refining disciple" didn't disappear.
Does that mean he would have to raise one disciple from the first level to the peak of the realm?
Thinking up to this point, his thoughts mostly calmed down. Lin Huang had the potential to be the Sword Saint. It shouldn't be too difficult for him to reach the peak of Qi Refining realm in ten years, would it?
Just as he was thinking, Wang Chen's left eye suddenly started to twitch intensely. Feeling something, Wang Chen couldn't stop himself from cursing, "You gotta be kidding me!!"
In the Dragon Continent, twitching of the left eye signified misfortune. Don't tell me Lin Huang won't be able to reach the peak of Qi Refining realm in ten years?
If that happened, Wang Chen's end might be nearer than he earlier thought.
Both of his disciples, unaware of their master's problems, were busy doing their own things.
Li Mei was sitting under the bodhi tree, watching Lin Huang doing push-ups some distance away, a puzzled look in her eyes.
She couldn't understand why he was doing such mundane exercises with sincerity.
What good would these exercises do to him? Shouldn't he focus on absorbing qi into his body?
Although these were her thoughts, she didn't voice them out. Whatever Lin Huang was doing, in her past life, he was far beyond her in terms of cultivation—so far ahead she couldn't even begin to imagine.
After finishing the exercises, Lin Huang didn't idle around but moved to the library. There, as usual, he picked up the book with the number six, "The World Around Us," and started reading.
And as usual, he was unable to understand except a single word: atom. The further he tried to read, his head started to hurt. Once it became unbearable, Lin Huang closed the book and walked out of the library.
Although every time he tried to read it made his head hurt, over time, Lin Huang had realized his mind was getting clearer, more sharp.
Then he started a fire and started cooking for his junior sister. Ever since the first day, Lin Huang would cook every day for Li Mei. At first he was annoyed by it, but over time, Lin Huang had started to enjoy cooking—it calmed his nerves and made him forget the painful memories.
On the other hand, Li Mei, who saw him, felt blood drain from her face. Like a ghost, she immediately appeared beside Lin Huang and said in a hurried tone:
"Senior brother, please leave the cooking to junior sister." By the end, her tone had turned a little forceful.
After living together for a few days, Li Mei had come to realize Lin Huang's talent when it came to cultivation was terrifying, but when it came to cooking, it was even more terrifying.
Only she knew how she had managed to swallow the food that Lin Huang cooked for her with love and care.