Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok! - Chapter 21
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Chapter 21: Hermit in the Hidden Forest
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chen Muxue squinted her eyes. “Daoist priest, we have hot and sour noodles and numbing hot soup. You have to choose the ingredients you like for the numbing hot soup.”
“Oh? There’s such a thing?” The cultivator didn’t look like he was deliberately looking for trouble. As he spoke, he stood up and went to the food rack.
Looking at the large ice spirit stone, he touched his beard. The spiritual Qi was pure and of high quality, not to mention that it was the size of a big steamed bun. It seemed that the Heavenly Cauldron Sect had something.
However, it was not befitting of his status to make a move for a few spirit stones.
The cultivator casually took some ingredients and used his spiritual power to fly the basket to Chen Muxue.
“When the former sect master of the Heavenly Cauldron Sect was still alive, I had a few exchanges with him. I just didn’t expect such unpredictable things!” the cultivator said as he took a seat, then suddenly sighed.
Chen Muxue raised her eyebrows. The former sect master was the father of the original owner? However, she didn’t have any interaction with her cheap father, and it was impossible for them to have any more, so she didn’t care at all.
Seeing Chen Muxue’s unconcerned look, the cultivator didn’t seem to have expected it. He gave a long sigh and continued, “The world is so cold now. Women often come out and show their faces. Not only are they cultivating, but they’re also doing business.”
“I’m not saying that women can’t do business, but which man would want to marry a woman who reeks of money? Also, wouldn’t it be a joke if other cultivators heard about this kind of mundane business?”
On the side, Dagui was listening. The more he heard, the more he felt that his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes. These words were more or less targeted at their sect master, right?
“Sect Master, he’s …”
“Even if we can shut his mouth, we can’t let out the water in his brain. Just ignore him.” Chen Muxue could tell that this person was talking about her. However, she was an internet celebrity in her previous life and had long been used to the existence of such people.
She didn’t expect that she couldn’t hide from the bickering spirit even in ancient times.
Cen Li was listening from the side. Not only was he gritting his teeth, but he also had a bad feeling.
“The Heavenly Cauldron Sect had its glorious period in the past. If the ancestors of the sect knew about this, what would they think?” As the cultivator spoke, he stroked his beard and sighed. “Cultivators not only can’t control their desire for food, but they also do the opposite. This is simply…”
“Why don’t you shut up?!” Cen Li took out something and threw it over, accurately blocking the cultivator’s mouth.
“I don’t know where he came from. He’s already ordered something to eat, but he’s still here acting like he doesn’t know what to do,” someone said. He wouldn’t have dared to say anything if no one had made a move. Now that this person, who looked like a cultivator from his temperament, had made a move, he finally dared to speak.
The cultivator’s mouth was suddenly gagged, and he almost lost his breath. He pulled out the thing in his mouth and glared at Cen Li. “Shameless brat! How dare you attack me!”
When Cen Li saw what he had lost, he felt his heart bleeding. “Don’t babble there. Mind your own business!”
“What?! Do you know who I am? I’m a Hidden Forest hermit!” The cultivator slapped the table and stood up. The table in front of him instantly shattered into pieces.
“Then you should continue hiding in the forest.” Cen Li also slammed his table without showing any weakness, turning the table into powder.
“Hey, hey! Why did you two break my tables?” Chen Muxue could only feel the wok behind her stirring. In all honesty, she only had three tables!
“Hmph, yellow-haired brat, do you dare to fight me?” The Hidden Forest hermit threw back the thing he had just pulled out of his mouth.
Cen Li chased after it and smacked it away. The thing fell to the ground, and purple-red juice splashed. “Let’s see how your life is first!”
The Hidden Forest hermit was stunned. He licked the remaining juice on his mouth and looked at the thing that had just fallen to the ground. His pupils shrank. “Life fruit? How do you have such a treasure?” Then, he laughed and said, “It seems even the heavens approve of me, giving me the life fruit— Aaaaah!”
Halfway through his words, the Hidden Forest hermit suddenly covered his neck, as if he was in great pain.
Cen Li had a very polite smile on his face as he said, “Whether it’s poison or antidote, it’s all up to fate.”
Chen Muxue’s eyes widened as she watched the hermit from the Hidden Forest convulsing in pain on the ground. She looked at Cen Li and asked, “You’re the stall owner from last time?”
“That’s me.” Cen Li cupped his hands.
“Good fellow, the thing you wanted to sell me last time was this? Get lost! Dagui, return the money to him!” Chen Muxue was angry. “What life fruit? It’s clearly a fruit that will take your life! Look at that Hidden Forest hermit! He’s still crawling on the ground in pain!”
Cen Li’s heart skipped a beat. He knew it! As soon as the Hidden Forest hermit spoke, he had a bad feeling!
“No, madam, miss, Sect Master… Please listen to my explanation. This life fruit is…”
Cen Li watched helplessly as Dafu took a turn with the hot and sour noodles. He felt even more heartbroken than when he realized he had thrown out a life fruit.
The people from the Sky Cloud sect were in need of the life fruit, but he wasn’t! But why was it so difficult for him to get this bite?
Chen Muxue had always believed that seeing was believing. Moreover, no matter what the life fruit was, she knew that it was not something good when she saw how the hermit from the Hidden Forest was writhing on the ground.
But after staring at the Hidden Forest hermit, she was startled.
She remembered now. The Hidden Forest hermit was one of those who helped the male lead enter the Sky Cloud Sect. In the original book, the male lead fell off the cliff and entered a mysterious cave to obtain the second half of the peerless secret manual. He cultivated it without any care and almost went into Qi deviation.
The male lead was cultivating in a secret manual in a county town when he suddenly went berserk. And that county town was under the protection of a hermit in the forest who had fully mastered the Golden Core Stage.
Although he almost lost his mind, a secret manual was still a secret manual. At that time, the male lead had already cultivated to level five Golden Core Stage with the help of the secret manual. When he was fighting with the hermit in the Hidden Forest, he found that some of the hermit’s skills were strange but familiar at the same time. After a few rounds of fighting, he actually felt that they were similar to a secret manual.
It turned out that the secret manual was created by a genius from a certain generation of the Hidden Forest hermit’s ancestors who had been persecuted. After he escaped, he had comprehended and improved it on his own.
The original version of the Hidden Forest hermit’s cultivation technique was much worse than the one the male lead had cultivated because of the loss and deletion of some parts from generation to generation. However, the basic cultivation technique remained the same.
Eventually, the male lead defeated the Hidden Forest hermit and obtained the basic cultivation technique, so he didn’t go crazy and returned to the right track.
Chen Muxue calculated the time and looked at the unconscious hermit from the Hidden Forest. Music started playing in her heart.
“Hey, how long will he be unconscious?” She could not help but turn to Cen Li.
“I’m not called Hey, I’m Zhui Li.” Cen li observed the hermit on the ground. “He’s not lucky. Looking at his face, he’ll need at least three months. In any case, cultivators have long lives, and they can afford to waste it.”
Chen Muxue tutted, “I’m not calling you ‘Hey,’ but I’m calling you Chu Xun.”
…
Meanwhile, in a small courtyard in the county, Xiao Feng, who was meditating, was surrounded by lightning. Gradually, the bright yellow lightning turned blue and then black red.
Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
“The life fruit is used to refine medicine. I need a good cauldron. I want to cure Shi’er. I want my spine to be strong, so no one will dare to humiliate me again!”
He looked through the window at the peak of the mountain, staring at a small courtyard in the distance.