Chapter 55

Seeing Wang Yao, her face full of emotion, shift aside to yield her spot, Qing Shi nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Just a moment ago he still thought he and his master were secure, but who would have thought that in the next second Wang Yao would actively give up her spot—can you believe it?

Not only Qing Shi, everyone present had the expression of someone about to vomit blood.

For these three daily meals, how crazy the people of Divine Sword Peak are, up and down, they wish they could grow eight hundred more minds.

As long as it is allowed within the rules, they can employ any dirty means.

But now, just because of a few trivial words, damn it, this little girl actually gave up her own position.

As for saying this steward, I wouldn't dare claim he's the youngest in the Steward Hall, but his lifespan is still far from ending, so what was just said is all bullshit.

Moreover, such a lowly trick has been used by many before, but the only thing they got in return was one word: scram.

"Still too young."

Someone sighed, and Qing Shi was even more angry and cursed.

"Disciple, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Master, I.......... I see him as pitiful."

Faced with Qing Shi's roar, little Wang Yao was a bit frightened for a moment, she replied softly; in response, Qing Shi felt a surge of qi and blood in his chest.

"Pitiful my ass, take a good look yourself."

Upon hearing the master's words, Wang Yao turned her head to look at the steward who had already taken his position; at that moment he was arguing fiercely with the other stewards, showing no sign of his lifespan being near its end.

"You old thing, you've broken the rules, actually coming to cheat, to bully a little girl who hasn't been in the world long."

"Bullshit, can this old man be called cheating? It's voluntary, she willingly gave up her position—what's wrong with that? Which rule says you can't yield your spot?"

"You're disgracing scholarship, you've utterly lost the face of our Dao Yi Sect."

"Nonsense, try not eating for three days and see."

Watching the old man instantly become vigorous and lively, Wang Yao called out in a dazed way.

"Senior, you..............."

But they didn't give her a chance; hearing this, the steward directly interrupted.

"Hey, little girl, just now you were willing, now regretting it is useless."

Even if she were dumber, she'd know she'd been tricked; Wang Yao immediately pouted in dissatisfaction, not knowing what to say, she could only sulkily retreat to the side, muttering continuously.

"It's all deceit, basically not the leader of the righteous path; how could a righteous immortal sect do such a thing."

The little girl's impression of the Dao Yi Sect is simple: it's the leader of the righteous path in Dongzhou.

"And what is the righteous path? According to Wang Yao's understanding, it is having upright and open integrity, never stooping to chicken-crow-dog-steal, despicable and shameful acts."

"But now, look at these people of Divine Sword Peak; for a single meal they use every despicable means, which is completely unlike what she imagined."

"Sigh............"

Seeing little Wang Yao's aggrieved expression, Qing Shi sighed helplessly; she still hasn't gone through trials, her worldly experience is too shallow.

As for Hong Zun beside him, he had already been laughing so hard he couldn't close his mouth.

"Senior sister."

Seeing Wang Yao unable to bear the grievance, tears pattering down, some female disciples who also failed to get a spot couldn't help but go forward to comfort her.

Taking the handkerchief, she wiped her tears while complaining.

"We aren't the leader of the righteous path, so why can we deceive fellow disciples just for a meal? Is this still the conduct of a righteous cultivator?"

Obviously, the impact of this matter on Wang Yao is great; seeing this, several female disciples sighed with strange expressions.

"Sigh, senior sister, you will naturally understand later; Junior Brother Changqing's craftsmanship is different from others."

Even if we explain more to Wang Yao now, she wouldn't understand, but soon she will.

With a call to start the meal, the courtyard gate of the kitchen was opened, and those who had secured a spot excitedly rushed into the courtyard.

At the same time, a rich aroma wafted over, and those who hadn't gotten a spot began to greedily inhale.

"If I can't eat, I'll just suck the flavor; I'll suck the aroma completely dry, leaving you only able to eat plain."

"All right, junior brother, your face is all purple from sucking, aren't you afraid of suffocating?"

"Senior brother, before you talk about me, you'd better take care of yourself first; your face is all blue."

Even the few female disciples surrounding Wang Yao had their nostrils twitching, greedily sucking in the aroma in the air.

"Senior sister, you............"

"Don't speak; if you can't get food, sucking the aroma is also not bad."

Damn, are they all crazy? Seeing this, Wang Yao stood there dazed, wondering if these people have some mental issue.

Wanting to eat rice—isn't that simple?

In Wang Yao's heart she still felt it was just a meal; wanting to eat isn't hard, but regardless, this aroma is truly fragrant, making her, who usually isn't interested in food, unable to stop salivating.

But this isn't a problem either; given the master's affection for me, he'll definitely share some with me.

That's true; the two depend on each other for life, Qing Shi has always regarded her as his own child, their relationship is like father and daughter, and which father wouldn't dote on his little padded jacket?

Thinking this, Wang Yao hurriedly ran into the courtyard, entered the courtyard, where the aroma grew even richer, causing Wang Yao to unconsciously swallow her saliva.

At this moment she seemed to somewhat understand why the Divine Sword Peak disciples were so crazy.

Soon she spotted the master's figure in the crowd, together with Hong Zun, sitting side by side on the steps, eating heartily.

Seeing the master eat so deliciously, Wang Yao couldn't hold back any longer; she hurried forward, full of expectation, and said.

"Master, is it tasty?"

"Good...... good."

With his mouth full of food, he replied indistinctly, gulping down another mouthful of saliva, Wang Yao then said.

"I also want to eat, Master, can you................"

In the past, whenever Wang Yao said that, Qing Shi would surely give her all the remaining food; I thought this time would be the same, but upon hearing these words, Qing Shi lifted his head to glance at her, after swallowing the food in his mouth, he spoke with a solemn expression.

"Disciple, you've grown up too; you can't rely on the master for everything. From now on, the master can't protect you for your whole life; it's time you grew up."

Hearing this, Wang Yao initially thought it was Shīzūn's teaching to her, and for a moment she lowered her head feeling somewhat guilty.

Yeah, clearly I was tricked out of my position; what face do I have now to ask Shīzūn to give me a share?

Her eyes reddened; thinking of Shīzūn's disappointment in her, Wang Yao felt overwhelming guilt. Just as she was about to speak up and apologize to Shīzūn, the conversation between Hong Zun and Qing Shi drifted into her ears.

"You even deceive your own disciple; you're really not human."

"What do you know? I'm teaching her; besides, Wang Yao has already stopped eating grains, so whether she eats rice or not doesn't affect her."

"Then you're even more not a person?"

"So much nonsense, hurry up and eat; such delicious food, how could I bear to share it with others? I don't even have enough for myself."

The two old fellows, one gobbling down food, the other acting as if no one else were there, muttering indistinctly; and these words, not a word missed, were heard by Wang Yao.

For a moment, she felt only a fatherly love like a landslide.