amaotonovel Chapter 27 Who are you?
Chapter 27 Who are you?
As early as when Gu Dinghan and Yun Zhao were discussing it, Bai Lingxiao had already summoned a small beast and followed it to find the Dragon Saliva Grass.
Gu Dinghan was displeased. "She didn't even tell us."
"Alright, alright," Meng Wenchang pulled him, "Stop talking, let's hurry over there, don't get separated."
After saying that, they left.
Mu Qianqian pouted, "Zhaozhao, let me tell you, this Gu Dinghan is no good. He seems to be smiling and easy to get along with, but he's actually a wolf in sheep's clothing."
"Just like Song Zhiyuan!"
"Never mind them," Yun Zhao pondered for a moment, "Did they mention Song Zhiyuan's name just now?"
Mu Qianqian thought back for a moment, "It seems... I have."
Yun Zhao looked at Qi Yan, who nodded. "I heard it. It was indeed mentioned. They said Song Zhiyuan told them that the dragon's saliva grass grows here."
“Zhaozhao,” Mu Qianqian said, puzzled, “what do you think Song Zhiyuan needs the Dragon Saliva Grass for? He doesn’t need the Body Refining Pill.”
Lin Shu interjected, "That's right, Dragon Saliva Grass can only be used to refine Body Refining Pills, and ordinary people don't need Body Refining Pills."
“But Junior Brother Qi needs it,” Shuangxue put down her notebook of notes, “Do you think it’s possible that Song Zhiyuan doesn’t want Junior Brother Qi to get the Body Refining Pill?”
Conspiracy theory in mind, Yun Zhao thinks it's possible.
"Whether he wanted it or not, we don't know, but we got the ambergris."
Yun Zhao put the dragon's saliva grass into a jade box for safekeeping. "When it's time to leave the secret realm, we'll go out. Don't worry about them."
The group nodded. "Okay."
Since they didn't have to undergo training, they built a fire, killed a few small monsters, and gathered around to roast meat.
The barbecue was seasoned with various spices, including honey. Fu Guang and Yin Xue sniffed at it, but couldn't eat it, so they hid to the side and gnawed on spirit stones.
Qi Yan sliced the roasted meat into thin slices, and Yun Zhao picked up a slice; the slice was as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Wow," Yun Zhao exclaimed, "Ayan, you're amazing! Your knife skills are incredible!"
She looked at what she had cut and thought, "Well, the shape doesn't matter, as long as it's edible."
"Just practice more," Qi Yan wiped his dagger. "With more practice, you'll be able to cut like this."
As he spoke, he cut the spirit fruit into various shapes, drizzled it with honey, and placed it in front of Yun Zhao.
Yun Zhao suddenly realized, "So you were always staying indoors practicing your knife skills? No wonder you don't like going out."
Qi Yan: "..."
No.
Furthermore, his knife skills in slicing meat were honed in his previous life.
With so many enemies, if you stab each one 3650 times, you'll get used to it after doing it a lot.
Qi Yan recalled the way his enemy begged for mercy in his past life, and suddenly felt an itch to fight.
His gaze swept over Yun Zhao, who was eating roasted meat and spiritual fruit, and lingered on Lin Shu and the others for two seconds.
Shuangyue tightened her coat. "Why do I feel a little cold?"
Lin Shu shuddered. "Me too."
Mu Qianqian asked in confusion, "Are you cold? I don't feel it."
"Ayan," a piece of spiritual fruit was stuffed into Qiyan's mouth, "this is delicious, you should try it."
Qi Yan looked away. "It's too sweet."
“I think so too,” Yun Zhao said, forking a half-eaten spiritual fruit. “But I really like the taste. When we get back, I’ll have Xiao Tong make some plum sauce to drizzle on it. That should make it taste better.”
Qi Yan took the toothpick holding the spirit fruit from her hand and replaced it with a new one. "How do you make plum sauce?"
Yun Zhao thought for a moment and then began to describe it to him.
"Huh?" Lin Shu asked in confusion, "Why isn't it cold anymore?"
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Qi Yan told them to go and rest, while he kept watch outside.
They weren't the only ones on the mountaintop, so they still needed to be careful to prevent a sneak attack from Gu Dinghan and his two companions.
Yun Zhao yawned. "Ayan, thank you for your help."
"Go and rest," Qi Yan poked at the fire. "Good night."
Yun Zhao squatted on the ground. "Qi Yan, this seems to be the first time you've said goodnight to me."
"is it?"
Qi Yan looked at the leaping flames.
“Yes,” Yun Zhao rested her head on her knees, “and also, you actually called me ‘Zhao Zhao,’ what, have you fallen in love with me?”
Qi Yan stiffened, then closed her eyes and said irritably, "No."
“Oh,” Yun Zhao sighed, “it seems I was just being presumptuous.”
His tone was somewhat forlorn.
Qi Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips, "I..."
"Then I'll keep trying," Yun Zhao made a cheering gesture, "I'll keep working hard tomorrow and try to make you like me sooner~"
The voice is full of energy.
After Yun Zhao left, Qi Yan opened his eyes.
He stared at the fire for a long time before closing his eyes again.
[Affection +5, Current Affection 45]
Inside the tent, Yun Zhao silently gave himself a thumbs up.
She always said that if you give enough family, friendship, and love, there's bound to be something the villain needs!
"It's just that I'm pitiful, having to work three jobs all by myself."
They have to be family, friends, and lovers all at the same time.
The system couldn't help but say, "Host, if you're tired, just date. I've analyzed it with big data, and what villains need most is a lover."
Yun Zhao was overjoyed, "Commander, you're back! How's the investigation going?"
"Um," the system said guiltily, "there hasn't been a reply from the main system yet, host, please wait a little longer."
"Okay," Yun Zhao said disappointedly, "By the way, was your analysis accurate?"
"Of course it's accurate!"
Yun Zhao thought for a moment, "Forget it, I'll just take on three jobs. What if Qi Yan needs family and friendship instead?"
It's too risky to put all your eggs in one basket—love.
System: "Oh."
The single word, devoid of emotion, inexplicably evoked a sense of regret in Yun Zhao.
Hmm, you must have misheard. How can a machine have emotions?
She pulled the covers over herself and soon became so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open. Just as she drifted off to sleep, she heard the sounds of fighting outside.
She sat up abruptly, threw off the covers, and went outside.
The fire outside had gone out. Cultivators have excellent night vision, so even without any light, Yun Zhao could see clearly.
"Yun Zhao, don't come out!"
Qi Yan's voice came, but it was too late. Yun Zhao saw him fighting with three people. One of them saw her come out and rushed towards her.
Yun Zhao decisively took out the Fu Guang and sparred with that person.
The fighting was very loud, but Mu Qianqian and the others did not come out. Yun Zhao was anxious, fearing that something had happened to them.
"Who are you!"
Yun Zhao dodged the man's sword, raised a fireball, and threw it at him.
The man didn't respond and once again drew his sword and fought with Yun Zhao.
Seeing this, Qi Yan tried to come over, but the two men held her tightly, making it impossible for her to move an inch.
His face was grim, and he tightened his grip on the hand that was drinking blood.
Having narrowly dodged several sword strikes, Yun Zhao called out to Qi Yan, "I'm fine, you take care of them first..."
One of the fighters against Qi Yan sneered, "Deal with us? You're not capable of that!"
Yun Zhao felt a sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness.
The moment she hesitated, the man's sword came at her. Yun Zhao couldn't dodge in time, and her sleeve was pierced by the sword.
Yun Zhao paused, "You don't want to hurt me?"
That sword could have pierced her shoulder, so why was it forcibly moved away?
"Who the hell are you!"