Chapter 1975

Every morning, when the first ray of sunshine fell upon the earth, Ye Zhangqing had already risen early, holding that heavy spatula, and began a day's busyness.

Only see Ye Zhangqing gripping the spatula tightly with one hand, as if wielding a sharp sword swinging up and down, each swing bringing a gust of strong wind, the spatula smoked from being swung so hard, emitting strands of blue smoke.

In a daze, Ye Zhangqing seemed to have traveled back to his previous life.

At that time, he too was swinging the spatula day after day, and his familiar movements and astonishing speed were even more awe-inspiring.

However, he now does it not for a livelihood but to improve his cooking skill, in order to gain more praise from diners.

Under such desperate effort, the results naturally became significant.

Those customers who originally had slight complaints about his skill all gave high praise, and the shop's business also grew increasingly prosperous.

Of course, the price paid for this is that his daily rest time keeps getting less and less.

Fortunately, during this period, Bai Hua Xianzi and several other women were all in seclusion to impact the ancestral realm, having no spare attention for other matters.

Thus, Ye Zhangqing instead found himself leisurely and carefree, no longer needing to distract himself to deal with them; that was really exhausting.

That day, the setting sun cast its afterglow, dyeing the whole small courtyard a golden yellow.

Ye Zhangqing had just finished cooking dinner, and finally could have a moment of leisure to sit down and rest properly.

He leisurely picked up a cup of fragrant tea, took a light sip, feeling the aroma slowly spread in his mouth.

Just as he was immersed in this tranquility, suddenly he heard the courtyard gate being slammed open, and immediately a figure rushed in like a whirlwind.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Wu Zhong.

At this moment, his face was flushed red, he was panting, and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable excitement.

Before Ye Zhangqing could even open his mouth to ask, Wu Zhong rushed over impatiently, stared wide-eyed at him, and stammered his question.

「Shī xiōng… you… you really defeated the Heavenly Family's young master Tianlin? This… this is really true? Don't fool me. 」

Looking at his appearance, it was obvious his heart was tremendously excited, to the point that his speech became somewhat incoherent.

Faced with Wu Zhong's exaggerated reaction, Ye Zhangqing instead remained unusually calm.

He gently set down his tea cup, gave a slight smile, and answered unhurriedly.

「It was merely a draw, and moreover it took place on the Ancient Dragon Battlefield. Strictly speaking, it cannot be considered a true victory. 」

The fierce battle between him and Tianlin, which was heart-pounding, was not witnessed in person by many cultivators of the Immortal Realm.

After the dust settled, everyone only saw Tianlin actually choosing to yield on his own, while Ye Zhangqing successfully obtained that precious beyond compare Ancient Dragon true blood.

Consequently, various rumors spread quickly, with claims that Ye Zhangqing completely suppressed Tianlin with overwhelming strength, ultimately forcing Tianlin to reluctantly give up the Ancient Dragon true blood.

However, the actual situation was far from being that simple as the outside world claimed.

In that fierce battle, Ye Zhangqing actually did not hold a significant advantage. Tianlin's physical body, after long and arduous Xiūliàn, had reached a realm beyond ordinary imagination, truly formidable to an absurd degree.

The two went back and forth, neither yielding; after a fierce struggle, at best it could only be called evenly matched, with no clear winner.

Nobody could truly defeat the other; they remained locked in a stalemate.

However, afterwards, Tianlin perhaps felt that the battle had been fought to his satisfaction, extremely gratifying; coupled with Ye Zhangqing's resolute attitude, unwilling to yield.

In short, he ultimately chose to yield, presenting the Ancient Dragon true blood to Ye Zhangqing with both hands, and expressed his willingness to befriend this person.

Although the truth is thus, upon hearing these words Wu Zhong still could not suppress his inner excitement and agitation.

Only see Wu Zhong's face flushed red, he waved his arms and legs, shouting loudly.

「Even if it was merely a draw, this is already enough; a draw is enough, Shī xiōng, your great kindness and virtue toward me, this junior brother of mine can never repay in this lifetime, I will keep it in my heart forever. 」

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, eventually even adopting the posture of wanting to kneel on the spot and kowtow in gratitude.

This scene left Ye Zhangqing staring dumbfounded; only seeing the corners of his mouth constantly twitching, full of speechlessness, he said through gritted teeth, 'How frustrating that you won't become steel!'

「Hurry up and get lost, old man! 」

He truly felt that this guy in front of him was utterly good-for-nothing.

As it turned out, when Wu Zhong learned that he had actually tied with the renowned Tianlin, his whole person became as if injected with chicken blood, excited to the point of almost jumping up.

As for what this guy is actually thinking in his heart, Ye Zhangqing could guess eight or nine out of ten without even using his brain, just a slight thought with his butt— it's not because of that Heavenly Family young lady, is it?

Thinking back, Tianlin once issued bold proclamations, saying that whoever could be summoned by Wu Zhong and successfully defeat him would have Tianlin personally consent to marry off that Heavenly Family young lady to that person.

Wu Zhong naturally believed Tianlin's words without doubt, after all he is indeed the young master of the Heavenly Family; given his status, promising to marry a Heavenly Family young lady is merely a matter of moving one's lips, and who would dare to openly oppose?

Therefore, in Wu Zhong's view, this happy matter was already a settled fact, without any doubt.

And he, for such a long time, has been like a lapdog, desperately trying to curry favor and flatter the other party; now finally his efforts have paid off, and he can, as wished, embrace the beauty and return home.

However, facing Ye Zhangqing's merciless scolding, Wu Zhong acted as if completely unbothered, and instead responded with a grin.

"Hehe, alright, thank you, Senior Brother, for your fulfillment; Junior Brother will now scram."

After saying that, he turned and left with a clumsy, hurried gait, leaving Ye Zhangqing alone on the spot, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

Wu Zhong left excitedly, and only Ye Zhangqing was left utterly speechless.

Even if this guy manages to marry the Heavenly Family's young lady, in the end it probably won't be a good thing.

Although Ye Zhangqing had never seen that Heavenly Family young lady, from Wu Zhong's words he still managed to discern a fact.

That is, they simply don't regard you as a person at all; over all these years, in the Heavenly Family young lady's eyes, Wu Zhong is at most just a tool.

Or perhaps he is like a treasure chest that spews out all kinds of treasures; whenever there is a request, there will surely be a response.

If they really got together, Tianlin would probably chew his bones to pieces.

After all, in front of the Heavenly Family young lady, this guy's IQ is basically reduced to zero, his mind completely in a short-circuit state.

Whatever they say goes; if you don't get played to death, who will?

He secretly pondered whether he should talk to Tianlin about this; having spent this time together, Ye Zhangqing also didn't want to just watch Wu Zhong jump into the fire pit.