Chapter 17: Cultivator (2)
“You want to say that humans can eat this too?”
“…” 500 silvers who didn’t want to say this ended up nodding his head in humiliation.
Ye Yu continued, “But I don’t want to become fatter.”
500 silvers was speechless.
“You want to say that the fruits are good for people’s bodies, extend their lifespans, and won’t make a person fat?”
500 speechless was speechless again.
In reality, he didn’t want to say anything.
Ye Yu’s expression changed and she slightly knitted her eyebrows, quickly bending down and putting the fruits in her arms.
Yet, 500 silvers reacted more quickly than her.
The puppy pounced over and licked the two fruits in Ye Yu’s hands.
Even Ye Yu’s fingertips became wet from the licking.
Yet, the culprit held its chest high and wagged its tail at Ye Yu.
Ye Yu was unexpectedly surprised.
After 2 seconds, she seemed to have thought of something and burst into laughter.
“Could you happen to be still angry at me for requesting to change the cup of tea you licked in the teahouse?”
500 silvers’ proud expression froze.
It looked questioningly at Ye Yu and then silently turned its head to the side.
“Even puppies hold grudges?”
Ye Yu looked calmly at the puppy.
500 silvers felt even more guilty.
When the puppy tried to do something to express his apology for being narrow-minded, he saw Ye Yu walking over to the well and then soaking the fruits into the water, rubbing it for 3 complete circles.
On the way, she even washed her hands and then rinsed the fruits again.
500 silvers said, “…”
Why did I bother to believe you?
After entering the devil city again, Ye Yu noticed that everyone had found out that Li De became her disciple in a short amount of time.
She pried for some information and found out that not only was ‘fortune-teller Li’ known in the devil city, but in the entire devil world. There were many places spreading rumors of how accurate his fortune-telling was.
But he was different from Ye Yu who had barely any rules.
Examples included that he only did fortune-telling for one person, or that he didn’t fortune-tell people’s marriages if they weren’t of the immortal world, or that before fortune-telling for someone, he needed to bathe and fast….
In short, there were many fussy things Li De had to do before fortune-telling.
After making inquiries about her cheap disciples, Ye Yu felt helpless.
It was naturally good to ‘keep the customers hungry for fortune-telling,’ but the fact that he only received one customer in three days and it also depended on his mood…it was his fault if he starved the customers to death.
But it was ok. Ye Yu thought in another perspective and walked straight towards the teahouse.
From today, she, a master, can finally share some burden with her disciple.
Still a distance from the teahouse, 500 silvers scratched Ye Yu’s trouser leg.
She looked down and asked, “What’s the matter?”
500 silvers stood up with its hind legs and placed its forelimbs on Ye Yu’s legs.
Ye Yu raised her eyebrows and asked, “Could you be asking for a hug?”
“…” Although 500 silvers didn’t really understand the unfamiliar explanation, he was indeed tired of eating the dust.
Therefore, despite being doubtful, 500 silvers nodded its head slowly.
“No.” Ye Yu turned her head to the side and continued to walk. “You must weigh 2 times the amount you did from before. If I carry you to the teahouse, I probably might not even be able to raise my shoulders once we’re there.”
500 silvers remained quiet, probably not expecting its request to be rejected.
He stood at his original spot for a while, feeling resented before drooping his head and following along.
…His true self wasn’t at the devil palace, so he could be exposed if he wasn’t careful. Yet, he risked the danger and came back for the women, but she didn’t even treasure himself…
The more 500 silvers thought about it, the more resentful he felt. A gloomy cloud hovered over his head.
Yet, before he could continue to be sad, he felt his body feeling lighter.
“No matter what, you’re still worth 500 silvers. Oh no. To be accurate, you are probably an expensive and rare dog breed about 510 silvers. Therefore, can you not act like a stray dog, hm?”
500 silvers raised its head, stunned. It didn’t know when but the woman had come back and hugged itself, as if hating herself for not being stronger.