Chapter 59: I’ll Give You Another Love Poem
Chapter 59: I’ll Give You Another Love Poem
Jiang Taixuan watched Ximen the Fatty leave and felt very pleased. He genuinely wanted to thank Ximen the Fatty. If it weren’t for him reciting “Phoenix Seeks Phoenix” to Huang Ruoyan, where would he find such a perfect candidate for a duel?
“Brother Ahuai, your skills are quite good,” Jiang Taixuan said happily, watching Ahuai cook. His posture was definitely that of an experienced chef.
“Of course. Miss’s meals are all made by me,” Ahuai bragged.
Jiang Taixuan fell silent for a long moment before replying, “So, her body fat is also your doing?”
Ahuai: “…”
“Field Master, can you help Miss a bit, so she and Ximen Qing can get together soon?” Ahuai asked.
“Are you really that eager for your Miss to marry off?” Jiang Taixuan frowned and probed. “Could it be that once Huang Ruoyan marries, you regain your freedom?”
Ahuai choked, looking at Jiang Taixuan in surprise. “Field Master, you are truly clever. My mission was to see Miss marry off, and then I can return to my clan.”
Jiang Taixuan smirked. So that’s why this guy was so desperate for Huang Ruoyan to marry.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Taixuan changed the subject. “Brother Ahuai, aren’t you tempted by my Dojo’s goods?”
Ahuai felt his pocket and said with a curl of his lips, “How could I not be tempted? But I have no money.”
“Then cook. I won’t disturb you. Bye.” At the mention of no money, Jiang Taixuan instantly lost interest in continuing the conversation.
Ahuai stared at Jiang Taixuan speechlessly. “What is in your eyes aside from money?”
“A lot of money,” Jiang Taixuan replied seriously.
Having obtained the Divine Devil Dojo, money was almighty. Ascending to Divinity was no longer a dream.
If he had enough money, Jiang Taixuan dared to say, I’ll show you me becoming a god!
“Field Master, if you help Miss and Young Master Ximen succeed, I’ll introduce you to many big clients,” Ahuai said.
“That depends on personal fate.” Jiang Taixuan spoke lightly, with an enigmatic expression. “Some people are destined but not fated to be together; some people are fated but not destined. We must not force things; we must follow nature.”
“What does the Field Master mean by that?” Ahuai looked perplexed.
What did it mean?
If I knew what it meant, would I be wasting time here with you?
Jiang Taixuan rolled his eyes and walked into the Dojo. A new day began, waiting for customers to arrive.
Perhaps because there were no wealthy people in Clear Moon City, Jiang Taixuan waited all morning, yet no customers came.
Ximen the Fatty finished his task and returned with the paper and Huang Ruoyan.
Ahuai had already finished preparing the meal. Everyone took their seats, and Huang Ruoyan suddenly asked, “Field Master, did Young Master Ximen say that the poem ‘Phoenix Seeks Phoenix’ was actually composed by you?”
“Cough, cough.” Jiang Taixuan almost choked. He glared at Ximen the Fatty before replying, “Scholars are modest and dislike fame. Ximen Qing often puts my name on his works. In truth, I only know how to tell stories.”
“Brother Xuan tells great stories too. How about telling the story of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian?” Ximen the Fatty said. He wanted to use that final ending to shake off Huang Ruoyan.
Ahuai kept his head down and ate. He had only ever seen others eat Foundation Building Demonic Beast meat.
“Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian?” Huang Ruoyan frowned, her expression turning unpleasant.
“This Ximen Qing is not Ximen Qing. Miss Huang, don’t overthink it.” Jiang Taixuan smiled slightly. “Alright, today I will tell you the story of Ximen Qing.”
“It happened long ago. There was a talented scholar named Ximen Qing. One day, as he passed by Pan Jinlian’s house, a laundry stick fell from the sky…”
“Brother Xuan?” Ximen the Fatty opened his mouth. When did Ximen Qing become a talented scholar?
This was exactly the same as how he and the Young Master met. Huang Ruoyan’s face flushed with excitement. “What happened next? What happened next?”
Jiang Taixuan ignored Ximen the Fatty and continued, “Later, Pan Jinlian opened the window and appeared. Ximen Qing fell in love at first sight and recited a love poem right then and there. As for exactly what love poem that was, I didn’t read much, so I can’t remember.”
Brother Xuan, why do I feel like you’re setting me up? This version is completely different from before!
“Ximen Qing saw Pan Jinlian, who weighed over five hundred jin and was quite handsome. He liked her immensely and recited a poem to express his feelings. Pan Jinlian was moved and fell in love with Ximen Qing. However, Pan Jinlian also had a fiancé named Gao Qiu.”
Isn’t this Gao Qiu from the Lin Chong version? Ximen Qing screamed inwardly. What on earth are you talking about?
“Ximen Qing was just a scholar, weak and without any power or influence. He wanted to pursue Pan Jinlian. However, Gao Qiu was a powerful tyrant with immense authority. When he found out that Ximen Qing loved his fiancée, he flew into a rage, sent people to kill Ximen Qing, and wrote a letter divorcing Pan Jinlian.”
Jiang Taixuan finished in one breath and sighed. “The story ends here.”
“Brother Xuan…” Ximen the Fatty looked at Jiang Taixuan resentfully. What kind of story was that? Did you see the way Huang Ruoyan was looking at me?
“What a pitiful Ximen Qing, and what a despicable Gao Qiu!” Huang Ruoyan angrily waved her chubby hands. She looked at Ximen the Fatty with determination. “Young Master Ximen, don’t worry, I will protect you in the future.”
Ximen the Fatty: “…”
Who the hell needs your protection? I’m a Martial Artist now too! I also have a Top Grade Bloodline!
“Alright, Miss Huang. You just broke through, and your cultivation hasn’t stabilized yet. Do you want to rent a strong training partner here, or have Ahuai spar with you?” Jiang Taixuan asked.
“I’ll do it.” Ahuai quickly said. Needless to say, renting a training partner cost money. They couldn’t afford to spend any more.
After finishing the meal, Ahuai took Huang Ruoyan to practice martial arts. Jiang Taixuan started writing busily.
“Brother Xuan, you let me down,” Ximen the Fatty said, looking at Jiang Taixuan with resentment.
Jiang Taixuan sighed. “Fatty, Brother Xuan tried his best to help you.”
“Help me? Was that helping me? You were just pushing me into the fire pit.” Ximen the Fatty cried.
“Think about it. Huang Ruoyan is so rich. If she marries you, won’t all her money be yours? Then you can buy Divine Blood Pills, evolve into a Divine Bloodline, cultivate Divine-level Cultivation Methods, and making Ascending to Divinity not a dream,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Brother Xuan, I don’t want it. I, Ximen Qing, am not that kind of person,” Ximen the Fatty shook his head vigorously. Then he paused and added, “Unless it’s a beautiful woman.”
“…”
“Fatty, same as before. After I finish writing, you go and post them. This time, not only on the gate of Clear Moon Academy, but also at the Mercenary Guild and the entrances of various merchant guilds. We need to advertise these flyers thoroughly,” Jiang Taixuan stated seriously.
Ximen the Fatty curled his lip, extremely reluctant.
“Fatty, rest assured, Brother Xuan will not treat you unfairly. Tomorrow, I’ll give you a God-Demon Pill,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Really?” Ximen the Fatty was overjoyed. He had witnessed the miraculous effects of the God-Demon Pill firsthand. If he could also get a God-Demon Pill, his cultivation would absolutely soar.
Jiang Taixuan smiled and nodded. “Of course, you are my brother.”
Ximen the Fatty happily walked aside. Even the previous displeasure of being tricked by Jiang Taixuan vanished as he fantasized about obtaining the God-Demon Pill, clearing his meridians, reaching the Innate Realm, connecting to the Celestial Network, and starting his online dating journey.
Glancing at the happy Ximen the Fatty, Jiang Taixuan, who was writing, suddenly thought of something and paused. “Come here, Fatty. Brother Xuan will teach you another love poem.”
Ximen the Fatty: “…”