Chapter 30

"Whether it's true or not, she's as good as dead."

"Hmm, since I can't kill her for now, I'll just steal her son's opportunity first."

"Ye Ye Mengse?"

Many women who had heard of her frowned, their reactions varying from anger and chill to fear and indifference...

Their reactions were all different.

Qin Qin Mengyao, having just descended from Emperor Treading Peak, tilted her head and asked, "Senior Sister, have you heard of this Ye Ye Mengse?"

Shi Shi Feixuan shook her head. "No."

Qin Qin Mengyao suggested, "Let's ask around and verify along our journey. If this person is truly like her nickname suggests, we will kill her and remove a harm for the people."

"Good!" Shi Shi Feixuan replied without hesitation.

[Detected that Jiang Sishui has completed today's diary entry. Congratulations, you have received one month of Qi.]

[Selecting today's winner...]

[Congratulations, Xiao Longnu has obtained the "Overlord's Menu".]

"Overlord's Menu? What is this thing?"

Qin Qin Mengyao looked utterly confused; this reward's name gave no clue as to its nature.

Shi Shi Feixuan pondered for a moment and said, "The diary once mentioned that this Miss Long is ignorant of worldly affairs, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, not even knowing that buying things requires money, so..."

"What?"

"So I thought of a term—'Overlord's Meal'—perhaps there is some connection between the two."

Qin Qin Mengyao: "..."

Mount Zhongnan, Ancient Tomb.

Xiao Longnu looked curiously at a piece of silk spread across her lap, densely covered with characters listing the names of various delicacies.

The moment she obtained the "Overlord's Menu," she understood its function.

To summarize in one sentence: zero-cost shopping from afar; take whatever you wish to eat.

As Xiao Longnu's gaze swept over the silk, whenever her attention focused on a specific dish name, all sorts of information about that dish would emerge in her mind.

For instance: ingredients, preparation method, effects, taste...

Suddenly, her gaze halted on a dish name, causing her mouth to water involuntarily.

Her slightly translucent white jade-like fingers gently tapped that dish name, and the next moment, a dish materialized out of thin air before her eyes.

A rich fragrance filled the air.

At the same time, aboard a flower boat in the Eastern Sea.

A heart-wrenching roar of fury shattered the clouds: "Ah—Rong'er finally made 'Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight' for me; which heaven-slaughtering bastard dared to steal and eat it!!"

Huang Rong was sitting at the bow, sensing the one month of Qi she had gained without labor, when she heard Huang Huang Yaoshi's agonized cry; her gaze inevitably fell upon Xiao Longnu's reward.

She looked thoughtful.

In the inn, Jiang Sishui wore an expression of depression and confusion: "Today's content was so substantial, why only 400 experience points? Why not 500? Did I guess wrong?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Jiang Sishui's mind: "Diary, diary—it should record the events and thoughts of the current day, yet my entry today was all about yesterday; could that be causing the reward to be discounted?"

Jiang Sishuan wore a contemplative expression.

"Tomorrow, I'll try writing it at night."

Having made up his mind, Jiang Sishui added the 400 experience points to "Heaven-Sundering Sword Drawing Art."

[Heaven-Sundering Sword Drawing Art (Heavenly Art): Entry Level (2100/**]

"Now I should be able to directly slay a martial artist at the second layer of the Grandmaster realm, right?"

Watching the experience value rise, Jiang Sishui felt a surge of satisfaction in his heart.

As long as he could gain 500 experience points every day, his offensive power would increase by a minor realm every two days.

Except for "cheating," nothing could be faster than this.

After finishing the diary, it was another day of repeating the same routine.

The difference was that Jiang Sishui noticed Zhao Zhao Tianhao's gaze toward him had changed, now carrying a hint of scrutiny.

He looked exactly like a father-in-law sizing up his son-in-law.

This made Jiang Sishui somewhat nervous, though fortunately, he did not lose his composure.

Just as Jiang Sishui and Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying were about to return to their carriage, Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao suddenly stepped out from behind a corner, blocking their path.

"Zhao Zhao Mengjiao, is something the matter?" Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying asked, looking at her in surprise.

Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao's gaze circled the two of them, and she said with a tone that was neither yin nor yang, "Eldest Sister, I suppose your body isn't feeling well again today?"

Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying: "..."

Given her intimate actions with Jiang Sishui yesterday, anyone with eyes could see what was going on; even Zhao Zhao Tianhao knew, he simply chose not to interfere.

But now that Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao had openly voiced what was previously an unspoken understanding, Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying, stung by the remark, momentarily didn't know how to respond and stood frozen on the spot.

At this moment, Jiang Sishui suddenly squatted down, lifted the bewildered Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying in a princess carry, turned around, and ran toward the carriage.

While running, he shouted, "Oh no, Zhao Zhao Qiying, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, Zhao Zhao Qiying!"

"I know! You must be too tired and feeling unwell; let me take you to the carriage to rest a bit."

"Looking at you like this, you've clearly eaten something bad. What did I tell you before?"

"Even when eating dumplings, you must dip less in vinegar! Less vinegar! Less vinegar! But you just won't listen!"

"Ugh... take a sniff, even the breath coming from your nose smells."

His voice grew increasingly distant, yet every word rang clearly in Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao's ears, making her face turn green with rage as she stomped her boot.

"This bastard! You're just an ordinary person; no matter how good-looking you are, how could you possibly be worthy of my eldest sister? You actually dare to mock me! Wanting to enter the Central Plains Escort Agency? Not so easy!"

Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao ground her teeth in anger.

She herself did not understand why she became so furious when her older sister fell in love, but she simply could not bear to see the two of them being so affectionate.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying, whom Jiang Sishui had carried in with a single breath, now understood his intention and could not help but smile.

"How about it? I'm quite clever, aren't I?" Jiang Sishui laughed along.

Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying replied with annoyance, "If you speak like that, Zhao Zhao Mengjiao will be angered to death."

"She won't be angered to death! Even if she were truly going to die from anger, she would first die from jealousy."

"Alright! Hey, by the way, tell me, why does Zhao Zhao Mengjiao seem to dislike seeing me get along with you?"

"Who knows what she is thinking? As the saying goes, 'A woman's heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea,' let alone for a perverted woman? I am not the roundworm in her belly."

"Do not speak of her that way; she is my second younger sister."

"You acknowledge her as your second younger sister, yet just now her words were laced with barbs; how is it she does not remember that you are her older sister?"

"...After all, she is still young. When she grows up in the future, she will surely change these bad habits."

"Young? How old is she this year?"

"...Seventeen."

"Ah, so she is three years old and one hundred sixty-eight months; indeed, quite young."

"She... ah, forget it." Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying gave up and stopped trying to persuade him.

In truth, she lacked the confidence to continue the argument, for she knew very clearly what kind of person Zhao Zhao Zhao Mengjiao was.

It was just that this time she seemed even more unreasonable.

Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying had nearly been left unable to save face just now, so naturally she harbored some anger herself; thus, she simply decided to ignore the matter.

Jiang Sishui wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled, saying, "Alright, I was just joking with you. Why would I bother contending with her? In any case, it is we who are partnering to live our lives, not her."

Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying glanced at him and nodded her head slightly.

Then, no longer dwelling on the matter, she said, "Let me teach you the 'Nine Swords of Senior Senior Dugu'."

"Good!" Jiang Sishui put away his playful expression.

Thus, one person formed the sword finger while explaining the profound mysteries of the "Nine Swords of Senior Senior Dugu," while the other listened with full attention.

Nine Swords of Senior Senior Dugu: Total Formula, Sword-Breaking Stance, Blade-Breaking Stance, Spear-Breaking Stance, Whip-Breaking Stance, Rope-Breaking Stance, Palm-Breaking Stance, Arrow-Breaking Stance, Qi-Breaking Stance.

Jiang Sishui had long since memorized these contents from the original work perfectly.

However, hearing Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying explain them in reality offered a completely different experience, refreshing to the ears and eyes.

As Jiang Sishui listened, he recalled the film version of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," that martial world brimming with the flavor of the Jianghu.

The Linghu Chong within it wielded a modified version of the "Nine Swords of Senior Senior Dugu"—