So harsh!
The Heaven-grade Foundation Establishment Pill was supposed to be a stroke of good fortune just for clicking, but thanks to Ji Shiyu stirring up trouble on both ends, and with Xiao Xinran jumping in and doubling the chaos, now she’s lost both money and opportunity.
“Ugh, I’m hungry. Let’s get something to eat…”
“Don’t change the subject!”
Ji Shiyu wrinkled her little nose, followed the scent straight into a restaurant at the street corner, and prioritized filling her belly.
“You’re only going to hurt yourself if you keep thinking you’re the best at everything, Shibao.”
Ao Tian sighed quietly, wishing she could just take over the Yellow-Haired protagonist’s body and handle things herself—if she didn’t make Yun Liu fall head over heels, that’d be the real surprise!
Look at those big peaches, that slender waist, and those golden, wavy locks (freshly permed by Tony Xiao).
Such great assets, wasted if not put to use—what a crime!
“Order up!”
Ji Shiyu waved her little hand, immediately ordering one of everything on the menu.
She devoured each dish as soon as it arrived, upholding her excellent habit of never wasting food by eating like a whirlwind.
Burp~
Tasty as it was, it still felt like something was missing compared to Senior Brother Yun’s pastries.
Huangmao patted her stomach, looked at the mountain of empty plates in front of her, and stood up to reach for her purse—only for her smile to suddenly freeze.
“Ao Tian, where’s my money? I remember I still had some left!”
The Yellow Chicken sneered sideways, “That day you pinned me down and spent all the remaining spirit stones, buying a bunch of random stuff to apologize to Xiao Xinran, but in the end you ate it all yourself. Forgotten so soon!?”
“Why didn’t you say something earlier?!”
“Earlier? Like that would’ve helped! If you’d listened to me, you wouldn’t be in this mess now.”
Big, big, big, big, big, big crisis!
Ji Shiyu was sweating buckets.
When had the proud heiress of the heavens ever been in such an awkward situation as not being able to pay the bill?
The restaurant attendant was already giving her strange looks.
This little girl just finished enough food for three or four grown men, impressive!
There’s no running from this, you can run from the monk but not the temple, and with how eye-catching she is, she’d be recognized anywhere.
If the other students found out she’d eaten an Overlord Meal, wouldn’t her Tenfold All-Around Genius, beautiful cultivator persona collapse on the spot?
Work to pay off the debt?
“Whoa! This is so expensive!?”
Just looking at the Killing Pig Plate on the menu was terrifying—how many dishes would she have to wash to pay this off?
At this moment, the prettiest boy in the village was passing by Shenhua Pavilion, about to start his shift at Rosy Fragrance Pavilion, determined to claw that bad debt back from the Master Sister Shopkeeper.
With the Deacon Badge in hand, the white-robed youth walked with much more confidence.
Not for any other reason—just because he was now the only man who could come and go freely from Clear Mist Peak!
Ji Shiyu was spinning in circles in a panic when she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure wandering past downstairs.
Her eyes lit up, and she leapt down with a slide, hugging the youth’s thigh right on the street.
“Divine oil… ah no, Young Master Yun, Brother Yun, Great Benefactor Yun! Wuwuwu, you came at just the right time, you’re truly my savior!”
Yun Liu was startled. He was just wondering where the beggar in Shenhua Pavilion came from, only to see a dirty, disheveled Huangmao, but still with a trendy look.
“Ew! Let go! Hugging and clinging like this in public, have some decency!”
“Don’t be so cold, come on, it’s fate that we met. I just happen to have some time, so how about you help me out?”
Ji Shiyu lifted her pretty face, charming and shy, blushing.
Little brat, still pretending, probably thrilled inside!
Fine, fine, you came at the perfect time, so I’ll let you off easy this time~
Yun Liu was amused and teased, “Help me? With what, exactly, could you help me?”
“Isn’t it possible that you want to invite me to dinner, but you’re too embarrassed to ask? Today, I’ll generously grant your wish!”
Huangmao blinked her big eyes, proud of her understanding of Master Yun, as if bestowing a great favor, giving her devoted follower a chance to play the hero.
As the Peak Idol of Sighing Peak, she was nothing if not considerate.
But instead of the tearful gratitude she expected, Yun Liu just looked blank and disgusted.
“That’s… what you wanted to say?”
“Yep! Come on, don’t be shy. There’s still some leftovers inside that I specially saved for you, but you’re not allowed to secretly take my used chopsticks as a souvenir, okay!”
Who’s ever heard of someone specially saving leftovers?
And who would do such a weird thing!?
“If you’re sick, go see a doctor. And stop dragging me into your hair salon antics!”
Yun Liu’s face was full of black lines.
He tried to walk away, but Huangmao clung to his other leg.
Ji Shiyu’s face turned pale, switching expressions faster than flipping a book, and she cried, “Don’t! A little tsundere is fine, but too much is just rebellious. You’ll lose me. Others would die for a chance to invite me to a meal, and now that you have the opportunity, you’re wasting it? Fine, I’ll even let you use my chopsticks!”
With your special drool still on them, right?
“Yuck!”
Yun Liu rolled his eyes.
I’m supposed to treat you, but have to eat leftovers with your chopsticks?
That’s just bullying, what a rude, noisy sheep!
The youth struggled to move forward, but Huangmao clung to his leg like a stubborn plaster, impossible to shake off.
Ji Shiyu glanced back.
The restaurant attendant, face dark, was following close behind, with two burly men standing nearby, watching the show.
A Shenhua disciple eating an Overlord Meal—this was a first. If she didn’t pay up, it’d be straight to the Disciplinary Hall!
Ji Shiyu panicked, wrapping herself around Yun Liu’s legs like an octopus, inching her way up.
“At the very least, we’re comrades who’ve shared life and death, even bathed together! We’ve seen everything, what’s meant to be seen and not meant to be seen. Not a family, not in the same sect. Fellow disciples are like siblings—brothers and sisters by fate, we’re Soulmate Siblings!”
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“Shiyu, maybe you should just stop talking.”
Ao Tian covered her face with her little wings, ashamed to have such a master.
“Stop flattering yourself. We’re just casual acquaintances, that’s all. And don’t wipe your snot on my clothes!”
Yun Liu pushed away Ji Shiyu’s head as she kept trying to snuggle up.
The brat was bawling, acting like if he didn’t pay her bill, she’d shout on the street that he seduced her and dumped her.
No one else to blame—she was just copying Qin Yao. Huangmao learned fast and was good at putting things into practice.
“Let me guess—you can’t pay the bill and got caught?”
Ji Shiyu blushed, clinging to Yun Liu’s arm without a word.
Yun Liu rubbed his temples, figuring that Huangmao really had been squeezed dry by him.
In the end, he just picked up the big idiot and, in a weird pose, carried her to the counter and paid the bill.
“Take care, Senior Brother and Sister-in-law!”
Only then did the restaurant attendant’s anger turn to smiles as he saw them out.
Huangmao wiped her sweat and finally let go, freeing her “hostage” with dignity.
Thank goodness she was quick-witted, or she’d be utterly disgraced today.
“You dare come to Xian Ke Lai with no money? Don’t you know what the word ‘death’ means?”
The youth shook his head and left.
“How was I supposed to know it was a rip-off joint? And the food wasn’t even that good—not as good as yours! As soon as I get hungry, I forget everything, and I just spent all my pocket money as soon as I went out. What am I going to do now?”
Ji Shiyu counted on her fingers, looking pitiful as she followed behind.
With her Pig Addiction, what kind of normal family could afford to feed her?
The semester’s only just started—am I going to have to eat dirt from now on…
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