Chapter 405: The Little Sisters Only Care About Eating

The night was quiet, and even the sparrows had fallen asleep.

A figure pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm back."

"Oh! Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, the senior, is back from her class meeting?"

"Yes."

"Senior Sister, have a pear. It's quite good—crisp, fragrant, and sweet—it just looks a bit ugly."

"Where did you get the pear?"

"Picked it on the mountain."

"Did you go steal pears?"

"Who would dare steal pears from Yuan'an Temple?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the young girl immediately turned her head to look at the room next door.

Chen Shu followed her gaze, glanced at the room next door, paused for a moment, and decisively changed his wording: "Who would dare steal pears from Yuan'an Temple?"

"Crunch..."

The young girl stared at him while munching on the pear.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chen Shu asked, bewildered. "Did someone new move into your dormitory this semester?"

"No."

"Then isn't it empty?"

"Yes."

The young girl answered honestly.

As Qingqing entered her fifth-year internship stage and Zhang Suannai had already graduated, the young girl was the only one left still attending classes at the school. She didn't live in the dormitory either, commuting back and forth on her mini-motorcycle every day; it felt like half the people at Ling'an Academy were about to remember this girl who rode a mini-motorcycle.

Half an hour later.

Chen Shu returned to his room and, seeing that Ning Qing was taking a shower, lay down on the bed first.

Reason told him he could use this time to look over his Spells again to check for gaps, but in the end, he pulled out his Mobile Phone and started scrolling through short videos.

Yujing Life: "The safest residential complex in all of Yujing, besides the Imperial Palace, has appeared! The current Sword Master's Personal Disciple, the youngest Seven-Tier Cultivator in history, has actually been discovered by netizens working as a security guard at a complex in the Xicheng District of Yujing City!"

The video showed footage of Zhang Suannai on duty, looking sloppy and eating an ice cream.

【Trending Topic #6: Sword Master's Personal Disciple works as a security guard】

Chen Shu wasn't surprised. Zhang Suannai was born with such a beautiful face that even if she weren't the Sword Master's Personal Disciple, the youngest Seven-Tier Cultivator, or the previously viral "most beautiful Sword Immortal on the highway," someone like her working as a security guard would attract attention the moment someone filmed her and posted it online.

Netizens were all incredibly idle.

Just as Chen Shu was about to swipe away, he was inexplicably compelled to click on the comment section.

The fourth comment down in the hot comments.

Hu Tong You Wu: You know what kind of character Sword Sect Disciples have, and then you'll know whether this complex is safe or not (Expand 4234 comments)

"Tsk..."

Chen Shu was amused and clicked on the next trending topic.

The trending list was filled with content about "Sword Master's Personal Disciple works as a security guard."

A cheerful sound rang out.

Yujing Academy: "An excellent graduate from a prestigious school, whose graduation thesis shocked the academic world, only found a job as a security guard after graduation?"

Clicked on the comment section—

Hu Tong You Wu: This person was still delivering food a month ago. I ordered dry-pot shrimp, and she was the one who delivered it to me (Expand 1364 comments)

Yujing Youth: "Experiencing life or gaining insight into cultivation? The most talented disciple in the history of the Sword Sect is working as a security guard at a residential complex after graduation! Netizens say they must brag about this to their grandchildren in a hundred years!"

Clicked on the comment section—

Hu Tong You Wu: Looks like a publicity stunt (Expand 352 comments)

"It's over."

Chen Shu shook his head repeatedly.

The Nüxia's image as a cold-blooded killer had collapsed.

Unbeknownst to him, the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. With a slight noise, Ning Qing pushed the door open and walked out. Dressed in a light-colored silk nightgown, the beauty of her figure was perfectly highlighted. She looked at Chen Shu indifferently:

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at the news."

"What news? You're so happy."

"Guess."

"..."

Ning Qing couldn't be bothered with him. After drying her hair with a towel, she gave her head a light shake, and a fine mist of water dispersed, filling the room with a fragrant scent. Her hair immediately became dry and fluffy, fluttering elegantly with the movement.

Ning Qing walked to the bedside and lay down naturally.

She picked up a book from the nightstand.

Chen Shu, however, keenly noticed her arm pressing against his—

For some time, she had been gaining insight into "No-Body Desire." Although she didn't resist Chen Shu hugging or holding her, she rarely initiated contact. Every night when sleeping, she would inevitably keep a distance of one foot from him, waiting for him to cross it.

"Have you finished cultivating Sense of Body?"

"Mm."

"Only Intent Desire is left, right?"

"Yes."

"How does one cultivate Intent Desire?"

"There is nothing much to cultivate."

"So overbearing?"

"Mm."

"......"

You really aren't being humble at all with that answer.

Seeing that Qingqing had already opened her book, Chen Shu stopped stalling, turned off his Mobile Phone, and went to take a shower.

The next day, morning.

Chen Shu went to the vegetable market early in the morning specifically to buy fresh duck blood and tripe. After buying those, he went to two more vegetable markets to find taro, then bought some other meat and vegetables, and upon returning, he began to prepare them.

Zhang Suannai had served as his sparring partner quite a few times now; every time she was full of complaints and regret, but she still agreed readily the next time, so he really ought to thank her properly.

It wasn't easy to find a Seventh Stage sparring partner.

If not for Zhang Suannai, one could hardly find a Seventh Stage ancient Cultivator on the market to act as a sparring partner; this was no longer a matter of money.

Perhaps the Spirit Sect could find one, but that would mean owing even more favors. Or he could ask Teacher Shi Qian or Teacher Fu Jia for help, but that would be a great bother to them; they both had proper work to do, unlike a certain security guard who was so idle.

"Finished prepping, I'll cook it at noon."

Chen Shu washed his hands, remembered the pile of pears he had brought back yesterday, tilted his head to think, and said to Qingqing, "I feel like we can't finish all those pears; how about we make some autumn pear paste to eat? Have you ever had it?"

"As you wish."

"I still need to look up the recipe..."

Chen Shu took out his Mobile Phone and, while searching, said, "I used to read a novel where the male lead loved to tend the fire; he really wanted to cook a pot of autumn pear paste himself, but until the very end of the book, he never managed to make it."

Ning Qing stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "What kind of novels do you like to read?"

"Farming ones, cultivation ones, the mindless kind."

"Why don't you read them now?"

"Too busy, too many things going on, and a single novel is too long. Every time I think about reading that many words, I feel so tired, my head hurts."

"You are too lazy."

"I just want to spend more of my energy on you."

"......"

Ning Qing rolled her eyes; her heart seemed to have no ripples, yet it also seemed to have a little bit.

Immediately, Chen Shu began to read the results he had searched for: "For autumn pear paste, it is best to choose autumn pears. If you don't have them, you can also use snow pears, duck pears, etc... Oh, I thought all pears that ripened in autumn were called autumn pears; it turns out there is a type of pear actually called an autumn pear."

Ning Qing pursed her lips and did not make a sound.

For her, there was indeed nothing much to cultivate regarding Intent Desire.

Among the Six Desires, Intent Desire is the most elusive; it is a desire of the mind, different for everyone. It encompasses the previous five desires while also having many more differences.

Simply put, it is what you want to do.

This is also a very important type of desire; it is the source of motivation for many things. Lacking Intent Desire, even the smartest person cannot progress, and even the most powerful person cannot cause the slightest impact on the world; yet, if Intent Desire is too heavy, one will be exhausted for a lifetime.

Heavenly Humans are very low in desire.

Secret Sect Practitioners are also often very low in desire.

Ning Qing is also low in desire. Low is not none.

Very fortunately, she is currently doing what she wants to do; she has been living the life she wants to live, and her Intent Desire is just perfectly satisfied.

If there were any extra, it would be to guard this life—to let this life last as long as possible, preferably continuing like this forever: one person cooking, one person helping; one person talking, one person listening; simple and plain, firewood, rice, oil, and salt, the smoke and fire of the human world, continuing until the end of life.

No matter may disturb it.

If there is, it must be stopped with all one's might.

Ning Qing still stood behind Chen Shu, watching him wash the pears, her eyes indifferent and calm, yet it seemed as if a faint light flickered within them.

At noon, Chen Banxia arrived.

The security guard surnamed Zhang also got off work.

The temperature in autumn had dropped slightly, so Chen Shu moved the dining location to the courtyard.

At this moment, there were only three dishes on the stone table: a large basin of Yuer Chicken, a large basin of spicy boiled blood curd, and a large basin of pickled fish; the three dishes took up half the table.

"Security Guard Zhang."

Chen Shu greeted his sparring partner, "The Yuer Chicken you wanted, and the spicy boiled blood curd; I used four catties of tripe alone, it can definitely be eaten like noodles."

"Let me taste!"

Zhang Suannai beamed with joy and immediately reached out with her chopsticks.

The red oil in the basin was bright and fresh; one look and you could tell it was heavy on oil and spice. Inside were tripe, blood curd, bean sprouts, daylily, pork, and luncheon meat slices. With her first grab, Zhang Suannai picked up a large mouthful of tripe, which was still dripping with oil.

"Gulp!"

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Once the oil had dripped off enough and the food wasn't too hot, she opened her mouth wide, swallowed it in one bite, and then slurped, sucking the tail of the tripe inside.

"So satisfying!"

Security Guard Zhang squinted her eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Shu also revealed a smile.

But beside them, the elder sister appeared very uneasy, with nervousness written all over her face; she scratched her head from time to time, her legs kept shaking, and she said to the few of them, "I have to teach the first class of my life this afternoon. I'm so nervous, what should I do?"

"What are you nervous about?" Chen Shu asked, puzzled. "I think your eloquence is fine; as long as you share your insights, it will be no problem."

"I'm just afraid I won't teach it well!"

"Wow, this tripe is so satisfying!"

"It's alright, Sister Chen Banxia. You are a Fifth-tier Practitioner; even if you don't teach well, the students wouldn't dare to hit you," the little girl also comforted her.

"That's not it! Everyone trusts me very much; I'm afraid of failing their trust!"

"Wow, eating this with rice is so satisfying!"

"Woof~~"

"Thank you, Taozi Daren."

"Chen Banxia, Chen Banxia! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Get some tripe, it's really so satisfying. If you don't get some now, I'll finish it all later!"

"……"

Chen Banxia turned her head with a complicated expression and saw the little sister's face full of Joy and excitement, along with the expression of wanting to share with her and expecting a response... Human joys and sorrows are indeed not shared; she was nervous for the great cause of education, while the little sister only had eating on her mind.

Oh right, at least she was still thinking of her.

It was hard on her, too.

A tiny bit of being moved rose in Chen Banxia's heart.

But it is quite magical, come to think of it—

Seeing the little sister's heartless appearance, for no reason, the nervousness in her heart really faded quite a bit.