Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 33: I'm Honest and Sincere

In the following period of time, Su Fan's life returned to tranquility.

He was someone without much ambition, only wanting to live a peaceful life.

Just like in his past life, while others went to big cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, aspiring to become someone like Elon Musk.

But Su Fan chose to return to his hometown, a small town in the 18th tier.

Away from the hustle and bustle, content with simplicity.

Although he didn't earn much, if he didn't live extravagantly, he could still get by.

Playing games, watching short videos, variety shows, binge-watching dramas, and watching live streamers were enough to satisfy all his spiritual needs.

In this unfamiliar cultivation world, he hadn't changed much.

Every day, he would set up his stall in the afternoon, and the rest of the time he would quietly cultivate, occasionally having a drink with Old Ye.

In fact, this was the life he had longed for in this cultivation world.

If it could always be like this, how great would that be?

Apart from occasionally thinking about his family and children, which made him feel a bit sentimental.

Oh, and his ex-wife.

When she insisted on getting a divorce, Su Fan was deeply hurt.

After two years of separation, the woman finally grew up and came back to find him.

But Su Fan had already gotten used to the days without her.

It's not like a bicycle that you can find again after losing it and continue riding.

So he resolutely refused.

Until now, he still couldn't understand,

Why did she want a divorce so desperately back then, but now she curses him as a scumbag?

Sigh...

Why can't he forget about this woman?

In the evening, when Su Fan returned home from the market, he saw Old Ye.

As usual, he didn't pay any attention to him.

He went straight to the kitchen to cook for this old man.

When Ye Tianhe saw him come back, he took out two bottles of spirit wine from the storage bag and placed them on the table.

"Today, let's have something like tendons and brains, and we'll have a sip together."

Su Fan nodded and picked up one bottle of spirit wine to take a look.

"You said you wanted to offer the spirit wine to your master, but you've already drunk it all."

"Hehe... Senior Qiuguan has plenty of it. As long as I say a word, he won't mind a few bottles of spirit wine."

Alright, Old Ye was showing off again. Su Fan quickly went into the kitchen.

He stewed a pot of tendons and brains, sliced a plate of sauce beef tongue, mixed a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and finally made a stewed bullwhip soup, intending to nourish Old Ye.

Four dishes, two soups, quite impressive.

The table was filled with a sumptuous feast.

Today, Ye Tianhe was acting a bit strange. He actually poured a glass of wine for Su Fan.

This surprised Su Fan a bit, and he looked at Old Ye with a shocked expression.

"Big brother, what's going on today?"

Ye Tianhe waved his hand and laughed, then picked up a piece of beef tongue.

"I've always wanted to ask, what is this?"

"It's beef tongue, the tongue of an iron-skinned barbarian bull."

After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the lumpy parts on the beef tongue.

"Look here, this is where the iron-skinned barbarian bull secretes saliva, it's drool..."

With a "pu" sound, Ye Tianhe spat out the beef tongue in his mouth.

"Why didn't you say so earlier..."

Su Fan innocently spread his hands and said, "You didn't ask..."

Ye Tianhe picked up a piece of bullwhip and asked, "What about this?"

Su Fan chuckled and leaned over to whisper.

"Ptui, ptui..."

Ye Tianhe threw the bullwhip back with a disgusted look on his face, pointing at Su Fan with anger.

After a while, he burst into laughter.

"You little brat, you deliberately grossed me out, didn't you..."

Of course, if he didn't gross you out, who would he gross out?

"How could that be? I always thought you knew, hehe..."

Note: The translation provided is a direct translation and may not capture the full nuance and cultural context of the original text.

Ye Tianhe "heng" sound, raised his head and drank a glass of spirit wine.

"Tomorrow, I will be leaving..."

"Ah... what..."

Su Fan was stunned for a while.

"You're going back to the sect, aren't you? Your junior sisters must have been longing for you for a long time."

He made a joke, but neither of them laughed.

For some reason, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became heavy.

Both of them fell silent, drinking cup after cup of wine. In a short while, they were both a little drunk.

Ye Tianhe picked up a piece of beef tongue, looked at it with a blurred gaze, and then disdainfully threw it back onto the plate.

"This time, I won't go back to the sect. I'll go directly to the Qin Kingdom. I've already told the people from Azure Mystery Sect that even if I leave, no one will dare to touch you, Little Sun Market..."

After hearing Ye Tianhe's words, Su Fan smiled.

"No need, I'm honest..."

Ye Tianhe was amused and said, "Haha... you're still honest. If I didn't know you, I might have been deceived by you."

"Big brother, you've had too much to drink. How could I deceive you..."

Ye Tianhe looked at Su Fan with disdain, then took out a jade talisman.

"Take this jade talisman. When you break through to the Qi Refining Late Stage, go to the Gan Prefecture's Yuqing Gate. The Sect Master owes me a favor."

Su Fan didn't say anything for a while, silently accepting the jade talisman.

Ye Tianhe chuckled and said, "Don't get ahead of yourself. Yuqing Gate is not far from our Purple Sun Sword Faction. If it weren't for the delicious things you made, I wouldn't bother with you."

Su Fan forced a smile, then raised his glass.

"Old Ye, I won't say anything else. I toast to you with this glass..."

He clinked glasses with Ye Tianhe, raised his head and finished the drink, then wiped his mouth.

"You're a pity. If we had met a few years earlier, it would have been better. Although Yuqing Gate is not big, it suits you the best. Although your aptitude is a bit lacking, your comprehension is good. If you enter the sect and accumulate well, you might not be unable to achieve Foundation Building in the future..."

"What a pity. I'm fine as I am."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tianhe slammed the table in anger.

"What a load of crap. I've never seen someone as unambitious as you. Don't you want to live forever?"

Su Fan picked up the wine bottle that had been knocked over, chuckled, and said, "If I gain something, I'm lucky. If I lose something, it's my fate. Why cling to it for a lifetime..."

Ye Tianhe was originally going to scold him, but when he heard his words, he suddenly froze.

Su Fan was a little confused. What happened to Ye Tianhe?

But he didn't dare to ask.

Su Fan could only sit there silently, drinking his wine.

Ah... Ye Tianhe was leaving.

Although this guy was sometimes annoying, as soon as he heard that he was leaving, Su Fan felt empty inside.

Actually, Ye Tianhe had been good to him.

Not to mention anything else, he had answered all the doubts he encountered in his cultivation, which was already a great favor.

Moreover, he had given him this jade talisman.

Su Fan knew in his heart that this was a favor from Ye Tianhe, but it fell on him.

Although he was indifferent by nature, he had one good quality: he repaid kindness.

Although Ye Tianhe didn't care about this and might not need him in the future, he had to remember this favor.

Su Fan didn't know what was wrong with Ye Tianhe, and he didn't dare to disturb him, so he sat there silently, drinking his wine.

He didn't know how many cups he had drunk, but suddenly, Ye Tianhe burst into laughter.

"Haha... haha..."

Looking at Ye Tianhe's hearty laughter, Su Fan was a little at a loss.

What happened to Ye Tianhe? There's no mental hospital here. What if he went crazy?

Ye Tianhe laughed for a while before finally calming down.

He took out another bottle of spirit wine from his storage bag, opened it, and drank it in one gulp.

It's over, it's over, this guy has really gone crazy.

Su Fan was anxious. He reached out to grab the wine bottle in Ye Tianhe's hand, but was pushed away by him.

It wasn't until Ye Tianhe had drunk most of the bottle that he slammed it heavily on the table.

"Clang..."

Su Fan was startled. What the hell...

If a sword cultivator went crazy, would he start randomly slashing with his sword?

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