The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 409 - 407: Jealous, Can’t Be Coaxed Anymore

Chapter 409: Chapter 407: Jealous, Can’t Be Coaxed Anymore

"Male."

Chu Yan remained silent for a long time, staring at her with an unfathomable look.

Qin Zhao hesitated at first because of Chu Yan’s past misunderstanding of Nan Xian; she wondered what he heard from others, thinking that the person she was secretly in love with was Nan Xian.

To Qin Zhao, Nan Xian was simply her mentor from beginning to end.

After the death of her family, Qin Zhao grew up under Nan Xian’s protection.

Their relationship was like that of close kin, a blend of a fatherly and friendly bond.

Seeing his displeased expression as he tightly embraced her waist, Qin Zhao explained further, "He’s a friend from my sect, who rarely comes down from the mountain to see me."

"Oh," Chu Yan’s grip loosened slightly, and he asked casually, "What’s his name?"

"Nan Xian."

As she mentioned the name, Qin Zhao carefully watched his expression.

Chu Yan’s expression didn’t change, remaining indifferent; he clearly didn’t recognize the name.

"Does he like the cake I made?"

Chu Yan looked down at her, deliberately emphasizing the "I made" part of his question.

"Yes, he likes it. He also really enjoys your donuts."

"Did you ask me to make donuts yesterday because he likes them?"

"Not really, I wanted to eat them too."

Chu Yan silently let go of her and turned to enter the bedroom.

Qin Zhao hesitated for a while, mainly worried about not having dinner that night, before following him to the bedroom.

"Aren’t you going to make dinner?"

"No."

Chu Yan lay on the bed, his voice muffled as he buried his head in the pillow.

Qin Zhao moved close to his head and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Not angry? Show me."

Her slender, pale fingers poked his handsome face.

Chu Yan then turned to look at her; with his phoenix eyes deep and a hint of red around the rims, the mole under his eye enchantingly stood out as he brushed her hand away.

"Don’t touch me."

"Fine, if you don’t want to be touched, then you won’t be touched."

Qin Zhao huffed, "Then you go and make dinner."

"..."

Chu Yan stretched out his arm, pinning her down on the bed and propping himself up with one hand beside her ear.

Looking down at her from his towering position, his face was dark with anger, "It’s one thing for you to give him the cake I made, but you even had me make donuts for him! And now you want me to cook dinner! Qin Zhao, do you have no shame?"

Qin Zhao slowly blinked, "I do have shame, but it’s rare for people from my sect to come down from the mountain, shouldn’t I let them see just how virtuous my husband is?

In our sect, nobody gets married."

Chu Yan paused, "Really?"

"If they knew I was indulging in such worldly affections, they would definitely look down on me."

"You’re not a nun, why can’t you get married?"

"Without men in heart, the sword draws forth divine might."

"???"

"Ah, in short, without any romantic distractions, one can cultivate better."

Qin Zhao cradled his handsome face, lifted herself slightly, and gave him a kiss.

"Still angry?"

Chu Yan pursed his lips, turned his face away awkwardly, and then got up and left.

Seeing him go to the kitchen to cook, Qin Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She really had to go to great lengths just to enjoy a hot dinner.

-

Nan Xian asked Qin Yu to buy some talisman paper and vermillion first, then they went to the new property.

Having taken the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, he had a bit more Spiritual Energy in his body, which was sufficient to deal with common ghosts.

If he was unlucky enough to encounter a formidable Evil Object, he would still need to draw talismans for support.

On the way, Qin Yu briefed him on the situation.

"One family in this building reported that ever since they moved in, all the dinners they cooked turned out spoiled. At first, they thought it was a water quality issue, but inspections revealed no problems.

Moreover, when they used their kitchenware at a neighbor’s place, the food came out fine."

Later, they ordered takeout for the whole table.

As they were settling down to eat, they noticed an extra young man by the table.

To their surprise, the young man vanished right before their eyes, so they concluded the house was haunted, saying there had been a previous death here that we covered up, and they demanded to cancel their lease."

Qin Yu let that family move out, but wanted to find someone to check if the house was indeed haunted.

"So, was there actually a death that occurred here?"

"No, this is a newly built house; no one has lived here before."

Nan Xian pondered for a moment, "It seems that little ghost is a foodie."

"Why do you say that?"

"That family’s dinner every day was spoiled, probably because the ghost ate it.

Food that a ghost has eaten becomes filled with yin energy, and it’s not fit for human consumption.

If someone insists on eating it, it would taste almost as though it had gone off."

"I see."

It appeared there really was a ghost in that house, thankfully it hadn’t harmed anyone.

Otherwise, the whole community would be in trouble; surely no one would buy houses here anymore.

When they arrived at the community, it had already grown dark. The haunted house was on the first floor, right above the underground parking garage.

The two entered the house, and Nan Xian first inspected each room.

"No sign of him."

All the belongings in the room were gone, as the family had already moved out.

"Could it be that because there’s no cooking, he has nothing to eat and that’s why he left?"

Nan Xian mused.

Qin Yu was curious, "Are ghosts really that gluttonous?"

"That depends on how they died. Some people literally starved to death, and after death, their souls hold a fixation on food, turning them into hungry ghosts.

A hungry ghost wants to eat anything it sees but is never satisfied."

Nan Xian sat down on the sofa, back ramrod straight, left hand holding his phone at some distance, and then, like an elderly person, used the index finger of his right hand to operate the phone.

"Will he come back here?"

"Don’t know."

The corner of Qin Yu’s mouth twitched, "What are you doing?"

"Ordering takeout."

Nan Xian glanced at him, "It’s meal time."

Qin Yu: "..."

Mortals need to eat on time, or else they could starve.

This was something Nan Xian had to remind himself daily after becoming mortal.

Because when he first arrived, he had no money and hadn’t thought about eating, nearly starving himself to death.

"How about resolving the ghost issue first, and I’ll treat you to dinner?"

Nan Xian shook his head in refusal, "Eating late after seven isn’t good for the body."

Qin Yu: "..."

He had no choice but to sit down beside Nan Xian.

"Address."

"Chaoyang Garden."

Just as Nan Xian was about to pay, he suddenly remembered, "Do you want something to eat?"

"Order one for me as well."

"Sure, the total is US$ 108, remember to send me fifty-four yuan."

"... Oh."

The money his disciple gave him shouldn’t be wasted!

This man was going to be his future boss; even meals had to be paid for!

Qin Yu generously sent him a red envelope with two hundred yuan, as the big boss, he had no intention of taking advantage of his employee.

"Can we catch the ghost now?"

"Patience is a virtue."

Nan Xian sat cross-legged on the couch, hands on his knees, and began to close his eyes and rest.

"I have work tonight, can you stop wasting time?"

Qin Yu was somewhat dissatisfied.

Nan Xian opened his eyes to look at him, speaking earnestly.

"Young man, why are you so impatient? Haven’t I told you, he might be a hungry ghost, don’t we need to get some food to lure him over?

He isn’t bent on harming others. With just the two of us here, he won’t show up, understand?"