Chapter 408: Make Some Troubles

　　Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

　　“Oh yeah, Chef.” Lonemoon remembered something and turned to Yi Qing who was still peeling. He took out a storage bag and said, “You send these immortal herbs to Lan Hua later, and help him make some Immortal Contest Pills.”

　　“Immortal Contest Pills!” Yi Qing stopped short. Immortal Contest Pills can directly raise one’s cultivation level. Supreme-grade ones can even result in a great leap in levels. However, the conditions for making them are extremely strict. Not to mention rare immortal herbs, special immortal fire was required for them to be made. So though everyone in Immortal Realm knew about such a pill formulation, nobody could get them made.

　　Except Invincible Sect…

　　They had no lack of immortal herbs, and immortal fire… What immortal fire could be compared to Yi Qing’s True Phoenix Fire? So they could really make it.

　　“Disciples of the sect are all body cultivator, they don’t need such elixirs.” A body core cultivator cultivates their own physique, and even the best elixirs left impurities inside the body, and may even contain elixir poisons which were nothing to other immortals but a big hindrance to body cultivators. Therefore, besides emergency pills, the sect didn’t let its disciples take these immortal power-improving pills.

　　“Not for the disciples of the sect.” Lonemoon shook his head.

　　Before he could explain, Shen Ying who was checking data at the side suddenly spoke. “He’s preparing those to set traps for those country emperors.” Shen Ying said as she clicked on the light screen. “Raise the cultivation of the people around them to a level similar to themselves, therefore let them fight among themselves. To put it simply…” Shen Ying turned to give him a cold glance. “He’s making trouble!”

　　“They thought of this method themselves!” Lonemoon’s expression was innocent.

　　He was just dealing with them with their own plots.

　　Didn’t they want to provoke a conflict between Chef and Lan Hua for the position of Emperor? What if someone starts fighting with them for the position of country emperors first? Would they still be so free then?

　　Lonemoon’s look darkened. Their Invincible Sect was not so easily bullied. They didn’t know about it in the past. But now that they sent trouble to their doorsteps, of course he had to send it back to them equally.

　　Shen Ying frowned, and turned to glance at Lonemoon, whose face was written full of evil ideas. Big Sister said that assistants shouldn’t interfere with the development of living beings of the plane too much. She was a Manager now, should she give them a reminder?

　　Hmm. She’s got to talk to them properly…

　　o(╯□╰)o

　　She took a deep breath, and said word by word, in a tone as mild as she could, “Are you an idiot?”

　　Lonemoon who found it not the least mild but sharp like a knife, “…”

　　What?

　　“It is absolutely meaningless for a plane assistant to interfere in the conflict among original living beings. Your existence is different from theirs to begin with. What’s the pride in bullying a bunch of little kids?”

　　Hmm. Saying it this way should make him understand. She talked properly today!

　　╭(╯^╰)╮

　　Lonemoon wanted to spit blood onto her face. Why does such a normal thing sound like knives, coming from her?

　　“I’m working to prevent future troubles. If we don’t deal with this now, these country emperors would only grow worse in the future. How can we stand by and let our disciples get bullied?” What did he care about interfering with such things? Wasn’t he forced to do so by you lazy bitches? Who is the sect master? Hello?

　　Shen Ying was stunned. She thought about those girls who smiled at her very happily yesterday, and her heart softened. It seemed… to make sense as well. Big Sister didn’t seem to have said about what was the effect of assistants interfering in such things. Never mind, whatever!

　　So she looked at Lonemoon once more and said seriously, “You may do whatever that pleases you.”

　　.Lonemoon, “…”

　　Why was it even more provoking? This was sarcasm right? Absolutely!

　　Holy shit, don’t stop me, I’ll go report her right now!

　　“I’ll go look for Lan Hua then.” Chef suddenly stood up, interrupting the conversation between the two. “Father Niu. Besides Immortal Contest Pills, do you need any other pills?”

　　Only then did Lonemoon suppress the anger inside him. “Maybe you let Lan Hua decide himself? Oh yeah!” He suddenly remembered something and looked at the provoking girl. “Where’s the dandelion that Radish gave you yesterday? Let Chef give it to Lan Hua together. It helps to increase the quality of pills.”

　　Shen Ying stiffened, and even the hand which was clicking on the light screen paused.

　　The flower… it had to be taken back?

　　That was her first time getting a flower! Are you a devil?

　　(ಥ_ಥ)

　　“Where did you keep it?” Seeing that she didn’t speak for a long time, Lonemoon asked again. “That dandelion loses its power if it is not kept sealed with spells.”

　　“…” I don’t want to give it to you. I’m not happy!

　　(╯_╰)

　　“That won’t be necessary.” Yi Qing turned back subconsciously and looked at cold-faced Shen Ying. “I’ll get some more from Radish on my way.”

　　Oh? Shen Ying looked up in surprise, her eyes widened slightly.

　　A good guy…

　　“There are existing ones, why bother going.” Lonemoon frowned. “Not like you don’t know that Radish only listens to Shen Ying. Even if you go, he may not give it to you.”

　　Huh?

　　Wait, what are you doing taking that kitchen knife?

　　“He will!” said Yi Qing with a serious look.

　　“…”

　　Hehe. As you please!

　　-_-|||

　　Yi Qing turned once more to look at Master at the side, who still wore a cold look. He pushed over the nuts which he had spent a long while peeling, “Master… you wanna eat?”

　　Shen Ying was stunned. She looked down at a full dish of peeled nuts right in front of her. Her expression remained the same, but her eyes widened to a circle immediately.

　　A while later…

　　“… Yes.”

　　( ̄『̄)

　　She slowly raised a hand to pick one and stuffed it into her mouth very rapidly.

　　So chewy, so tasty…

　　(⊙ o ⊙)

　　Hmm. This was a good guy.

　　A slight curvature appeared at the corner of Yi Qing’s mouth. Only then did he turn out of the door and go looking for Lan Hua.

　　Shen Ying stuffed a few more in a flash. While she ate, she turned to look at his leaving figure, and the bottom of her heart warmed for no reason. But a bit of confusion flashed in her yes.

　　She always felt that there was something strange with this disciple? He seemed to be overly nice to her that it didn’t feel like a master-disciple relation at all.

　　He turned to Father Niu beside her and wanted to ask about it. Subconsciously she reached out and pulled something. “Umm…”

　　“Ouch~~~~” Lonemoon felt a pain on his head and he jumped up immediately. “Holy shit! Why did you suddenly pull my hair so forcefully?” His scalp was going to peel off!

　　Shen Ying’s hand stiffened. What now? She pulled the wrong thing. He’d get angry, right?

　　(⊙_⊙)

　　“I pulled the clothes.” Her expression remained absolutely unchanged.

　　“Did you think I’m blind?” The corner of Lonemoon’s mouth twitched. Don’t hide your hand behind you, if you dare? He rubbed the painful scalp and turned to give her a hard stare, before asking, “What do you want?”

　　“I want to ask about a matter.” Shen Ying looked at the peeled nuts on the table once more. “That Yi Qing… is he really my disciple?”

　　“Can he be my disciple, if not yours?” Lonemoon rolled his eyes, while continuing to rub his scalp.

　　“Just… a disciple?”

　　Only then did Lonemoon understand what she meant. He was momentarily stunned, and asked with some surprise, “Holy shit, can’t it be? Didn’t Yi Qing tell you about such a thing?” Then were you two PLAYING at taking off clothes yesterday?

　　Shen Ying tilted her head. Tell her about what?

　　“Of course he’s not just your disciple. He’s also your boyfriend!” With that said, he added, “Hadn’t both of you met the parents?” [Note: meeting parents is the sign of a stabilized relationship for the Chinese.]

　　“…”

　　Huh?

　　Σ(°△°|||)

　　In the next instant, Shen Ying’s cold face which was very well maintained until now broke like a glass. Her face flushed into a little ripened tomato in a second…

　　BOYFRIEND? MET… THE PARENTS! MY SISTER!!!!