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But the system clearly doesn't see it that way. [Ding!]
[Li Xianrui, the eldest disciple of the Painting Immortal Pavilion on Jade City Mountain, openly trespassed, leading her junior sisters to destroy many treasures in the Demon Cave, seize its best cave dwellings, disregard the spiritual herbs within its territory, and humiliate its host.]
[As the supreme future evil lord, the host is destined to conquer all demon lords under heaven. How can he suffer such humiliation?]
[The mission "Destroy the Immortal's Bud" is issued: Exploit its arrogance and disdain to capture and humiliate it, then sow the seeds of evil within its bud, attacking both its body and spirit.]
He tortured her, forcing her to become a lackey of the evil lord.
Upon completion of the mission, you will receive the mysterious magical musical score "Azure Tide Melody" and 600 points. Fu Hai wanted to roll his eyes.
Is this garbage system still classifying this inn as a demonic cave? People are just staying at an inn, what's so trespassing about? Breaking a few tables and chairs, does that mean they've destroyed countless treasures from the demonic cave? I'd rather they destroy things every day.
As for belittling the spiritual herbs within the Demon Basket and insulting him... does it refer to his earlier question to her whether she wanted tea?
That being said, all the inns that operate for the public serve coarse tea. If they have any good tea, they keep it in the mountains for their own consumption. What kind of "miracle herb" is that? So what if they are looked down upon?
Why would they issue a mission for him to take revenge on this? And what's with this "dog slave" thing?
Does it mean putting a collar around her neck and tying a rope to make her scream? Fu Hai is, after all, just a young man with pure hobbies, and doesn't quite understand this terminology.
Stealing a glance at Li Xianrui, he saw that she was slender and had delicate features; she was indeed a beauty, no wonder she was so arrogant.
I imagined it... but don't, don't overthink it. Li Xianrui is no ordinary person.
As a renowned woman of exceptional talent at the peak of the seventh realm, she naturally noticed the young man peeking at her. She was filled with amazement, probably captivated by her beauty and nobility. She was proud and aloof, possessing unparalleled beauty and talent, so it was understandable that this country boy would react this way.
Unfortunately, although this young man was nominally the leader of a prestigious sect, he was actually just an innkeeper. Although he looked handsome and had a scholarly air about him, his status was ultimately far inferior to hers.
It seems that just speaking to him was enough to make him feel flattered, which explains his surprised and respectful expression. The three junior sisters of Huaxian Pavilion, Zhu Xiuhui, Li Xiangtao, and Zhao Xiangmei, finally came downstairs.
With the help of their maids, the three girls also dressed up nicely, each with their own unique style, but ultimately still paled in comparison to their senior sister. "Senior sister, I'll go to the Treasure Book Pavilion with you!" Li Xiangtao waved her small fist. "I really want to know who wrote this book! I also want to..."
"Try to communicate with him properly using your fists."
Zhao Xiangmei, hands on her hips, exclaimed, "I'm so angry! The more I look, the angrier I get; it kept me up all night!" Zhu Xiuhui said, "Actually, if I had to say, it is quite beautiful; once you start looking, you can't stop."
“I’ve read a lot of novels before, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen this style before. It feels like it was written by someone from beyond the Great Wall.” Li Xiangtao said, “What do you mean by someone from beyond the Great Wall? Second Senior Sister, you’re getting carried away again.”
Zhu Xiuhui said, "Think about it, if they weren't from beyond the Great Wall, how could they have so many ingenious ideas? Senior Sister, what do you think?"
Li Xianrui said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense. What extraterrestrial? I think this person, though talented, is malicious and clearly just trying to provoke me."
This is the work I just created.
As they spoke, the servants they had brought brought them a carriage. The four sisters then boarded the magnificent carriage one after another.
After their carriage drove into the city, Fu Hai walked back to the inn from the entrance, his face slightly stiff. He then looked at the "Destroying Immortals and Trapping Flowers" quest that the system had just issued.
Upon completion of the mission, you will receive the mysterious musical score, "The Song of the Azure Sea".
Ah, I know "The Song of the Azure Sea and Rising Tides," isn't that the tune played by the Eastern Heretic in Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? Good stuff... just kidding!
Although he didn't know what the "Azure Sea Tide Melody" he would get for completing this task was, he knew... it wasn't anything good!
Chapter 110 Translation: What is One-Finger Divine Skill?
Fu Hai had absolutely no desire to complete this task. In contrast...
He glanced at the unfinished quest in the task list, the one on both the righteous path and the evil path. He really wanted to try his best to complete this task.
More importantly, the system will award 100 points upon completion of this task. 100 points... just thinking about it makes me happy.
However, Sister Butterfly and Sister Little Night have been enemies from the very beginning.
How can I get them to put aside their past grievances, become like sisters, and then treat them as one family in bed, letting him take his righteous or evil ways?
He really couldn't think of a good solution to this. But he felt it was necessary to try for 100 points.
When Guan came back last night, Xiaoye probably guessed that he had been with Die. Although she didn't say anything, he could tell that Xiaoye was actually a little unhappy.
In that situation, he could only pretend not to know that Xiao Ye was secretly angry. Fu Hai then looked at the low-grade random card that hadn't been used yet.
Since I've already got it, it seems like a waste not to use it. Besides...
Who knows, the system might occasionally give you something truly good and healthy?
Just like this "Song of the Rising Tide of the Azure Sea," it might actually be a martial art of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic? Never mind, let's remove it first.
[The host is using a low-grade random card.]
[The host has acquired the eighth-grade martial art "One-Finger Divine Skill".]
One-Finger Divine Skill: An eighth-grade martial art! A wondrous martial art created based on the principle of Yin and Yang harming each other, specializing in attacking the anterior, posterior, and posterior acupoints of Yin-attribute creatures...
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I'll throw it!
Since it was a holiday, the inn quickly became lively again.
Some people, returning from their travels, would ask the inn to cook some dishes for them and then enjoy a few drinks in the lobby.
With the help of the elderly Fu family couple, Fu Hai, as the shopkeeper, didn't have much to do. His duties mainly involved taking orders, keeping track of the bills, and settling accounts. Most of the customers were from the surrounding villages and counties. Now that the canal had opened to the east, things were much more convenient, and more tourists were flocking to the west of the city. The west was separated by the Duanyun Mountains, making it more difficult to get there. If it were just ordinary people without martial arts skills, fewer people would dare to traverse the mountain path that cuts through the Duanyun Mountains.
Pass.
Once someone starts drinking, the noise becomes much louder.
However, Dragon Claw Inn has one advantage that other inns in the city can't match.
The inn is spacious overall, and the soundproofing between rooms is quite good. After all, it's located outside the city and was originally a martial arts school.
So the noise in the lobby won't disturb the other guests upstairs. Of course, there's not much to say about the A-frame rooms on the first floor, since they're cheap. Around 10:00 AM, Sister Qiu Ying returned first.
"Sister Qiu Ying, aren't you going to stay in the city a little longer?" Fu Hai asked, puzzled, when he saw her return alone first.
“I’m too old, they can’t run as fast as me!” Sister Qiu Ying said. “Besides, it’s too noisy in the city, I prefer the quieter outside.” Where is your age? Fu Hai thought to himself.
Sister Youying is at most in her early twenties, so saying "I'm so old" makes it sound like she's describing herself as an old woman. Grandma Fu next to her laughed when she heard this.
"Speaking of which, Ying is indeed not young anymore. Many girls her age already have children."
After serving the dishes to a table of customers in the corner, Granny Fu limped over and said, "It's not good to stay here all day minding the shop. Why don't you go and talk to a matchmaker in town and help me find a good family? That way, I'll have someone to rely on in the future."
Stop it, Mom!
She was a ruthless female demon from the fourth realm, who killed without hesitation.
In our tiny county town, which one is worthy of it, and which one can afford it?
Fu Hai said, "Grandma Fu, what are you saying? This is Qiu Ying's home, why would we need anyone else to take care of us? Besides, we all need Qiu Ying to take care of us, how can we do without her?"
Qiu Ying, who was standing nearby, glanced at him.
[Host affinity +10086, Emotional value +108! Currently in a good mood!]
Grandma Fu laughed and said, "Master Gou, you only think of yourself. Don't you think about how Yingmei is getting older and it will be harder for her to get married if you keep delaying?"
“She’s not like Miss Lingyue or Miss Yuelan, who practice martial arts. It’s normal for martial artists to marry later. If you keep holding her back like this, what will happen if she can’t get married in another two years?”
Fu Hai wanted to say that Qiu Ying's abilities far surpassed those of Ling Yue and Yue Lan. But he couldn't bring himself to say it.
But Granny Fu was only concerned about Qiu Ying's future.
In this world, it is perfectly normal for ordinary girls to get married in their teens.
Although martial arts practitioners and chivalrous women are exceptions, she didn't know that, so what they said wasn't wrong.
Fu Hai didn't know how to answer, so he blurted out, "Mother-in-law, if Sister Qiu Ying can't get married, she still has me." Suddenly, he noticed a flashing notification in the system character attribute panel below the "Qiu Hanlian" attribute.
[Host affinity +@#￥％*, Emotional value +％@％￥@! Off the charts, undetectable!]
Grandma Fu chuckled and said, "Master, I'll remember what you said for Ying-mei. I'll hold you accountable later; you can't shirk your responsibility. Ying-mei, how about it? I helped you out today. Don't forget me when you and your master are happily married!"
Qiu Ying blushed slightly for some reason. She walked behind the counter, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, lowered her head and sat down, looking a little shy: "Grandma, please don't joke with me."
Fu Hai: "Could I have been tricked by Granny Fu?"
Looking at Sister Qiu Ying, I saw her sitting there, seemingly calculating accounts with her head down, without saying a word.
Fu Hai didn't understand the girl's feelings, but her affection for her was off the charts; he felt he didn't care about the consequences. All the dishes were served, and now there was nothing left to do.
Grandma Fu went to the kitchen again, leaving Fu Hai and Sister Qiu Ying alone. The main hall was still quite noisy, but it was none of their business.
Even if Fu Hai returned to the mountains, his two junior sisters and Xiao Ye would not be there, so he moved a stool and sat down next to Sister Qiu Ying.
“I remember, when you first came to the mountains, Sister Qiu Ying, the snow outside was quite heavy that year.” With nothing to do, he stood the stool upright, spread his legs apart, and held the front of the stool with both hands.
Looking up at the ceiling, he thought, "For the next two years, it didn't snow this heavily again. I wonder how it will be this year; it'll get cold soon after the festival."
Qiu Ying also raised her head and recalled the past: "Yes! At that time, it was my employer who found me and carried me up the mountain. My employer is my savior."
Fu Hai still retains the virtues of the Five Stresses, Four Beauties, and Three Loves from his previous life, and doing good deeds anonymously.
Hearing her say that, she quickly waved her hands and said, "Oh, I was just passing by. Sister Qiu Ying, you don't need to take it to heart."
Sister Qiu Ying continued to look up, her gaze seemingly becoming somewhat distant: "At that time, I originally thought I was going to die, but I never expected that after waking up..."
At first glance, I saw a familiar face from the past; the feeling was truly profound.
Fu Hai turned to look at her: "Huh?"
Sister Qiu Ying lowered her head and continued calculating: "The things from when we were little, the boss really has long forgotten." Fu Hai: ".?"
Chapter 111 "Senior brother, please don't ask anymore!"
Although he was a transmigrator, Fu Hai wasn't one of those transmigrates who were possessed by someone else who was seriously ill and on the verge of death. He was indeed born in this world, but he simply possessed memories of his previous life.
His biological mother died shortly after his birth, and his biological father also passed away early. Although he was an orphan, orphans are actually quite common in this world.
In this era, childbirth was considered a perilous ordeal, and ordinary people had a hard time making a living. Not everyone had the opportunity to learn martial arts.
Ordinary people from the lower classes who have never practiced martial arts often suffer from poor health, lacking sufficient food and clothing. Living to sixty is considered a long life. Moreover, given that they rely on the mountains and rivers for their livelihood, encountering venomous snakes, wild beasts, and other unexpected events is perfectly normal for them.
From a young age, he enjoyed helping others. In addition, he had memories of his past life and was considered precocious. Although he was fed by many families, he was liked by everyone from childhood.
He was adopted by his adoptive father and brought to Xiaodiancang Mountain when he was about five years old. At that time, the place was still a martial arts school, but it was about to go out of business.
Having been fed by many families as a child, and later adopted, he found himself in a constant flow of people, whether at the martial arts school or the inn. Hearing Qiu Ying's words now, he felt a pang of regret.