The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 406 - 404 Where is your Evil Disciple, I will go chop him down

Chapter 406: Chapter 404 Where is your Evil Disciple, I will go chop him down

"Sure, why not."

"Let’s make two then, one isn’t enough."

She would get one for her master and keep one to enjoy herself.

"Are you a pig?"

Chu Yan wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace, pinching her soft, delicate cheek.

"Let go of me. Are you begrudging two cakes to me now?"

"Not at all, not at all."

Surrounded by pedestrians, Chu Yan kept his arm around her and leaned down to steal a kiss, paying no mind to the gazes of others.

"..."

"Come on, we need to buy more groceries today."

Qin Zhao usually had no demands for Chu Yan, except when it came to food, so Chu Yan was always ready to meet her requests. He quite liked the feeling of being needed by her.

After a short while in the supermarket, they had chosen a heap of items.

Chu Yan was pushing the cart when he suddenly pulled Qin Zhao closer as she continued to fill the cart with snacks.

"Look over there."

Following the direction of his gesture, Qin Zhao caught sight of two streaks of black and white energy vanishing beside a distant shelf.

"Is someone following us? No, there’s a ghost following us."

Qin Zhao frowned slightly, sensing something oddly familiar about the ghost energy.

"Black and White Impermanence."

Chu Yan’s response was for Qin Zhao, but the two hidden ghosts shivered inexplicably.

"Did Your Highness discover us?"

"It seems he did."

"Should we go out?"

"Why bother? Are you looking for trouble?"

Qin Zhao turned to Chu Yan in surprise. "Did you see them?"

He nodded, "Judging by their clothing, it seemed like Black and White Impermanence."

"Then it should be fine."

Neither of them took the incident to heart and continued their shopping.

"Black, I somehow feel like His Highness came to the Mortal World to fall in love."

"I think so too. I’ve even heard a secret."

The two ghosts squatted beside a shelf, whispering among themselves.

"What secret?"

"King Chujiang caused a commotion in the Immortal Realm for a woman. Then, he humbled himself to work under the Netherworld Emperor, all for that woman."

"Could that woman be the one he is searching for?"

"It’s possible."

Black Impermanence stroked his chin, immersed in thought.

"He’s enjoying romantic love freely in the Mortal World, while we’re exhausted from working overtime in the underworld. The other kings are continuously in seclusion, resulting in many Ghost Kings escaping from hell."

"Could they all have come to the Mortal World to find love? Damn it! I’ve been single for a thousand years and still have no partner!"

Black Impermanence struck the shelf next to him, nearly knocking it over.

White Impermanence steadied it and pulled him away, leaving the supermarket.

"Should we report to the Netherworld Emperor about the hell’s leaks? Now, with so many Ghost Kings on the loose, we can handle it.

But if things escalate and they don’t conclude their seclusion to resolve this, we’ll be in trouble."

"So you suggest that His Majesty intervene and summon King Chujiang back to work?"

"What else? We work overtime every day, why should he be here romancing? And the other kings, I bet they’re not secluding but gallivanting, certainly not in seclusion."

"Let’s go and see what His Majesty has to say."

The two ghosts vanished from the supermarket.

On their end, Qin Zhao and Chu Yan finished buying the ingredients they needed for the evening.

When they got home, Qin Zhao wanted to help in the kitchen but was ushered out by Chu Yan.

"Go play on your phone; the food will be ready shortly."

"I could help it go faster."

"No need for help. You’re all thumbs and can’t cook anyway."

"..."

She could cook, okay? It was just she had not done it in so long that her skills had grown rusty.

Qin Zhao huffed and turned toward the living room.

Looking back at the bustling figure in the kitchen, she couldn’t help but reminisce about her past life.

Deep down, she felt somewhat relieved that Nan Xian had forgotten the exact location of the Divine Artifact. If it was found too quickly, she would surely have to seclude herself for cultivation, preparing for Ascension to the Immortal Realm.

In that case, she and Chu Yan would have to part ways.

She didn’t know when it started, but she found herself a bit reluctant to let go of Chu Yan.

He had no parents or family. If she went to the Immortal Realm, he would be left alone here.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao couldn’t bear to leave him all by himself.

She lay on the backrest of the sofa, twisting her body to watch Chu Yan bustling about, and her mind wandered through many things.

There were memories of her past life, as well as the present one, though most were from this lifetime.

Actually, through some of Chu Yan’s little habits and daily details, she could see glimpses of the person he was in his past life.

Would he remember the past if he learned to cultivate?

Qin Zhao startled herself with that thought.

It took a while before she realized that she was actually somewhat keen on teaching him cultivation.

"It’s ready to eat."

Chu Yan’s voice interrupted Qin Zhao’s train of thought.

After dinner, Chu Yan was still busy in the kitchen, making her two cakes.

Qin Zhao received a message from Nan Xian, asking about a few things.

Nan Xian: I forgot to ask where your "Evil Disciple" is? [Angry]

Nan Xian: As your master, I must go chop him up o(▼皿▼メ;)o

Qin Zhao: He’s making me a cake.

Nan Xian: What cake?

Qin Zhao: The kind you ate today.

Nan Xian: Bring me one.

Nan Xian: I’ll eat it before I kill him o(▼皿▼メ;)o

Qin Zhao: Do you have Spiritual Power?

Qin Zhao: He’s a Mortal now, aren’t you not allowed to kill Mortals?

Nan Xian: Forget about that, you’re still my good disciple.

Qin Zhao: Come with me to meet the boss tomorrow. Show off your skills first, otherwise they’ll think you’re just a pretty face I hired and won’t let you work there.

Nan Xian: What skills?

Qin Zhao: Fortune-telling, face-reading, feng shui... You still know those, right?

Nan Xian: I can.

Nan Xian: Is the cake ready?

Qin Zhao: Not yet.

Nan Xian: I bought a donut outside today, it wasn’t good.

Nan Xian: Dinner wasn’t good either, there’s nothing edible in the Mortal World. [Angry desk slam.jpg]

Qin Zhao: Where did you eat?

Nan Xian: Near my home.

Qin Zhao: There aren’t any good restaurants near your place, of course it wasn’t good.

Qin Zhao: The donuts Chu Yan makes are wicked good.

Nan Xian: Bring me one.

Nan Xian: Who is Chu Yan?

Qin Zhao: My husband.

Nan Xian: !!!!!!!!

Nan Xian: Disciple, there’s something wrong with you.

Qin Zhao: I’ve had him since I came to this world, can’t get rid of him. What can I do?

Nan Xian: Let him make a donut for your master, and I’ll acknowledge him.

Qin Zhao: ojbk

Nan Xian: Do I have to pay?

Qin Zhao: Who’s asking you for money? Your money is still given by me!

Nan Xian: Then what’s "ojbk" for?

Qin Zhao: It means I agree.

Qin Zhao: Can’t you be less clumsy?

Nan Xian: [Smile]

Chu Yan finished the cakes and put them in the fridge.

The next day, he left the house very early.

After the incident with Lu Zhiheng, he had completely fallen out with the Lu Family, so there were many things to take care of.

The hospital and company were already well-prepared; he needed to close the net and kick the Lu Family and the Xu Family out of the game.

Around nine in the morning, Qin Zhao finally woke up.

She ate some cake for breakfast, then took a cake to go find Nan Xian.

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