Chapter 8: What a Beast!

At the same time, at Xianyun Peak.

Above the sea of clouds, a massive wine gourd carrying a short old man with a wine-red nose, a white beard, and plain cloth robes slowly descended onto the peak’s summit.

"Hehe... a 300-year-old Immortal Lychee Fruit." Jun Wujin looked at the jade box inside his storage ring, a smile of satisfaction and anticipation spreading across his face. "I can brew another jar of fine wine now... hehe..."

Jun Wujin was the Fifth Elder of the Xuantian Sect, a Mid-Refinement Void Realm Technique Cultivator who excelled in various mystical arts. He loved wine and lived for brewing.

"I have to hide it better this time, so it doesn't get..." He muttered to himself as he walked toward his cave dwelling, but he stopped mid-sentence. He looked around warily, and after confirming no one was there, he continued, "So it doesn't get snatched away by Ye Li again..."

The last time she had robbed him of 300 bottles of Cloud Dream Brew, he had nearly cried himself to death in his wine cellar.

However, just as he reached the entrance of his cave, his bright red nose twitched. A faint aroma of wine uncontrollably drifted into his nostrils...

*Thump.*

A strong sense of unease gripped Jun Wujin’s heart. He hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed inside.

"Aaaaaah!"

A shrill scream instantly echoed throughout Xianyun Peak.

"My wine! My wine!"

Jun Wujin’s cave dwelling was a complete mess. Empty jars and shattered pieces were scattered all over the floor, and the scents of various wines filled the air.

In the corner, several disciples were sprawled out unconscious. Their faces were flushed red, and their long, steady breaths made it obvious they had drunk far too much.

"You bastards! You absolute bastards!" With bloodshot eyes, Jun Wujin grabbed one of the disciples and roared, "How dare you steal my wine?!"

"Ah... Mas... Master..." the disciple murmured groggily. "It wasn't... *hic*... it wasn't us who drank it..."

"If it wasn't you, then was it me?!"

"It was... the Supreme Elder..."

Jun Wujin froze. "The Su... who did you say?"

The disciple answered in a daze, "It was... Elder Ye... she forced us... to drink it... *hic*..."

Two months ago, Jun Wujin had said he was heading out and told his direct disciples to keep a close watch on the cave dwelling. As it turned out, the moment he left, Ye Li arrived.

They naturally knew why Ye Li was there; she was simply there to raid their master’s private collection.

It wasn't that they hadn't tried to resist, but who was Ye Li?

She was the Supreme Elder of the Xuantian Sect, the Sect Master’s junior sister, and one of only two Mahayana Stage experts in the entire sect. His direct disciples were only in the Nascent Soul Realm; what hope did they have of resisting?

She had used a binding spell to freeze them in place and then forced several bottles of Jun Wujin’s prized wine down their throats. Not only did they groggily reveal the locations of Jun Wujin’s hidden stash, but they also ended up passing out for two months until now...

After hearing his disciple’s explanation, Jun Wujin jumped up and down in grief. "Argh! What a beast! Damn it! She’s a beast!"

Was this something a Supreme Elder should be doing?!

He had been forced to flee the sect for two months just to hide from her!

That Ye Li...

Argh! What a beast!

But in the face of Ye Li’s actions, there was nothing Jun Wujin could do except jump around and cry.

It wasn't like he hadn't tried to complain to Sect Master Bai Li Qin Mo, hoping to at least get an apology...

But at the time, Bai Li Qin Mo had simply said...

"Tell you what, go talk to her yourself. If you can get her to apologize, I'll let you take over as Sect Master."

Jun Wujin wailed as he sat on the floor, hugging an empty wine jar and sobbing. "Aaaaaah! What an absolute beast!"

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"She really is a beast..."

On the other side of the sect, at Duan Tian Peak, Luo Xing had finally washed up and changed his clothes. He no longer looked like a savage. He lay on the bed, sobbing to Luo Han, who sat by his side. "Sister... you have no idea... two months... for two whole months... I ate nothing but fish..."

Ever since Ye Li had "departed without saying goodbye" two months ago, Luo Xing had started a cultivation world version of "Wilderness Survival" on Duan Tian Peak.

Fortunately, there was a lotus pond at the summit that held dozens of spiritual fish.

Luo Xing had barely managed to survive those two months by drilling wood for fire, drinking dew, and eating grilled fish.

During those two months, Luo Xing had wondered what Ye Li was trying to achieve, but he couldn't think of any reason other than her wanting to torture him...

However, these two months weren't entirely without gain. For instance, a few more things had appeared in his head.

**[Fire Starting: 9/10]**

**[Cooking: 9/10]**

Including **[Massage: 2/10]**, he now had three "skills."

Yet, he still hadn't figured out what this system-like thing was actually useful for...

"Brother, could you have misunderstood Elder Ye?"

Faced with Luo Xing's complaints, Luo Han’s first reaction was that he might be mistaken. "I think Elder Ye might have been delayed by something important, which is why she didn't return in time."

In her eyes, Ye Li was a beautiful, kind-hearted, dignified, and generous person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

At the very least, considering she had taken him in as a direct disciple despite hearing him slander her...

If it had been any other sect elder, the whips of the Disciplinary Hall would have already come down on him...

"You... Sister? You don't believe me?" Luo Xing asked in disbelief. "Did you not see the state I was in just now?"

'I nearly turned into a wild animal!'

In this moment, he finally understood the sense of powerlessness the original Luo Han felt when seeking help from others in the novel.

Nobody believed him!

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just... forget it, let's not talk about that." Luo Han took a bundle from the table. "Brother, there are some pills and spirit stones in here to help with your cultivation."

Luo Xing looked at the bundle in his hands. "This... Sister, isn't this your own cultivation resource? What will you use if you give it to me?"

Luo Han smiled and shook her head. "It’s fine. I have a Fairy Spirit Root, so these resources don't have much of an impact on me."

Luo Xing only had a medium-grade spirit root, making his path of cultivation far more difficult than hers. He needed these resources much more than she did.

"But..."

"Don't forget, my master is an alchemist." Luo Han smiled, interrupting his refusal. "I won't be lacking for pills. Once I can refine them myself in the future, I can trade them for spirit stones. So, please, just use these."

As she spoke, she reached out and patted Luo Xing’s head.

Feeling his sister’s gentle touch, Luo Xing’s heart softened...

'That's right...'

How could he have forgotten? Luo Han was the embodiment of kindness, gentleness, and consideration. Even in this world where the strong preyed on the weak and strength was everything, she remained true to herself.

In the original story, even after Ye Li had tormented her to the point of breaking, she never turned to the dark side.

It was precisely because she was someone who treated the world with such kindness that Luo Xing felt it was so unfair. That was why he was desperately trying to save her and avoid her tragic storyline...

Because in his view, someone who treated the world with such gentleness shouldn't have to end up like that...

"Oh, right, Brother. I also made some food for you."

Just as Luo Xing was feeling incredibly moved, Luo Han brought over a food box that was still radiating heat. "Here, eat it while it’s hot."

Luo Xing: "..."

'Uh... Sister, I'm very touched that you brought me cultivation resources, but... bringing food you made yourself is a bit uncalled for...'

Everything about his sister was perfect — she was beautiful and kind — but she had one fatal flaw...

Her cooking was abysmal.

To put it this way: back in the village where the two of them lived before coming to the Xuantian Sect, there was a lazy man. He was shiftless and gluttonous, eating whenever food was available and starving when it wasn't.

Kind-hearted Luo Han would often bring him leftovers to help him out.

Over time...

That lazy man suddenly picked up a hoe and started working the fields!

At the time, someone asked him why he had suddenly become so diligent.

He leaned on his hoe, looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and said, 'Actually... I think self-sufficiency is the only way to live long. If I keep relying on others to help me... I might not even know how I died...'

The villagers had many theories, thinking his ancestors had appeared to him or his father had spoken to him in a dream to make the man change his ways after thirty years of laziness.

But only he knew the truth: he had been forced by Luo Han...

The food she sent wasn't just "bad"; it was...

Transcendently awful...

He had tried not eating it, but when the villagers saw Luo Han bringing him food, they stopped giving him anything else.

If he ate, he might die; if he didn't, he would definitely starve...

Thus, under the pressure of powerful survival instincts, he finally corrected his lazy nature.

Of course, Luo Xing and Luo Han had both eaten her cooking, but for Luo Xing, who had been raised by her since he was small, "food" was just supposed to taste like whatever his sister made. For Luo Han, who had never eaten anything good, she assumed that was just how food tasted...

If Luo Xing hadn't awakened his knowledge of the plot, he might still be able to accept her cooking, but now...

Recalling those flavors from his memory, Luo Xing couldn't help but marvel at the strength of their bloodline...

'Luo Han lasted over 800,000 words being tortured by Ye Li without dying. She really is hard to kill.'

'And I, Luo Xing, lived for over ten years eating her food without dying. I’m pretty durable myself...'

Thinking about Luo Han’s catastrophic cooking skills and the fact that she was learning alchemy...

'Those pills she makes... they won't kill people, will they?'