Douluo Dalu: White Tiger

Chapter 133 Can You Pack It Up?
Late at night, Ye Xuan was still in the garden, trying to average the four energies. After a day of trying, he had roughly figured out the average point of the four energies. However, due to the lack of precision, the power generated was also different, and Ye Xuan was now looking for the most powerful average point.

At this moment, Qing Sheng walked over and sat down next to Ye Xuan. He said, "Brother, I want you to do me a favor..."

"Dugu Bo lives in a small courtyard three miles east of Tiandou City. Your wife is in the Xingyun Palace, so you don't have to worry about her safety, unless she dies of the poison. Otherwise, she won't be harmed, you can rest assured." Ye Xuan interrupted Qing Sheng before he could finish his words, and put away the Divine Punishment Silver Spear in his hand.

"Haha, we really are brothers. You already know why I'm here before I even say anything." Qing Sheng raised a smile, leaned back, and lay directly on the ground.

"You came to see me in the middle of the night. What else could it be other than this and these two things?" Ye Xuan smiled and leaned back, lying on the ground.

The two of them looked at the starry sky, and no one spoke.

It was not until a long while later that Qing Sheng spoke up, "You have such a huge Xingyun Palace, but you didn't even prepare some alcohol. I'm starting to feel the urge to drink."

"I don't usually drink alcohol, but you can try the clear tea from our Xingyun Palace." Ye Xuan glanced at Qing Sheng and pointed to a pot of tea on the table, not paying attention to Qing Sheng's words.

In the back hall of his Falling Star Palace, there was indeed no alcohol or water, because no one usually drank it. Moreover, there were only four people living in the back hall, and there were only six people including Qing Sheng and Ying'er. Except for himself and Qing Sheng, all of them were women, so it was impossible to find a drop of alcohol or water in the back hall of his Falling Star Palace.

Qing Sheng looked at the tea on the table, shook his head, showed no interest, and said with a faint smile: "If it were four years ago, I might still be interested in tea, but now, I have no interest in tea. I prefer wine, which is more comfortable."

Ye Xuan looked at the starry sky, and did not respond to Qing Sheng's words. Instead, he asked, "As the inheritor of Qing Long, do you know where the secret realm of inheritance is?"

"The secret realm of inheritance, aren't you the inheritor of the White Tiger? Don't you know where the secret realm of inheritance is?" There was a slight difference in Qing Sheng's eyes.

But Ye Xuan had no intention of answering him. He just looked at the bright starry sky without saying a word.

"I don't know where the secret realm of inheritance is. Although I was the inheritor of Qinglong before, my inheritance qualification has been abandoned now. How could I know where the secret realm of inheritance is?" Qingsheng looked at the starry sky, his voice seemed very indifferent. The secret realm of inheritance had nothing to do with him. His inheritance qualification had been abandoned, so he never cared about the secret realm of inheritance.

Ye Xuan was not surprised at all when he heard the voice. After all, he, as the inheritor, didn't know it, so how could Qing Sheng, whose qualification for inheritance had been abandoned, know it?

Ye Xuan got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, turned around and walked towards his room.

Seeing this, Qing Sheng asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to your room and sleep, what else can you do? Do you want me to stay here with you to watch the stars in the middle of the night?" Ye Xuan glanced at Qing Sheng, his voice sounded a little flat.

"It's not impossible to look at the stars, and it would be pretty good to watch the sunrise then." Qing Sheng looked at the bright starry sky with a smile in his voice.

Ye Xuan had no intention of responding to Qing Sheng's words. It was impossible for him to accompany you to watch the stars and the sunrise in the middle of the night unless he was sick or mentally ill.

Qing Sheng saw Ye Xuan leave directly without any concern. He got up from the ground with some boredom, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and began to taste it carefully.

"The tea is good. You can take it back and let Ying'er try it. Ying'er used to like drinking tea." As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Sheng picked up the tea and walked towards the room he had chosen...

The next day, early in the morning, the rich aroma of food rose from the restaurant in the back hall. Ye Xuan, Qian Renxue, Qing Sheng, and Ying'er sat around the dining table, tasting the dishes in front of them.

Qing Sheng put a piece of delicious meat in his mouth and started chewing it. As soon as he swallowed the meat, he found that there seemed to be a warm current flowing through his body and he felt very comfortable.

He asked in surprise: "Brother, this doesn't seem to be ordinary meat, it tastes more like the meat of some powerful soul beast."

"This is the meat of a ten thousand year old soul beast. It is very good for the body." Ye Xuan replied nonchalantly, and picked up some of Qian Renxue's favorite dishes for her.

"Do you eat the meat of ten thousand year old soul beasts every day?" As Qing Sheng spoke, he calmly pushed a plate of delicious food towards Ying'er.

"Eat it every day, are you dreaming? Or do you think that the ten thousand year soul beast is a cabbage that you can eat whenever you want? We in the Falling Star Palace only eat it once in a while." Ye Xuan looked at Qing Sheng's little movements without any concern.

"Brother, if you can't finish it, can I pack it up?" Qingsheng asked casually while eating the dishes.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Xuan, Qian Renxue and Ying'er stopped eating, and all three looked at Qing Sheng in surprise.

"You eat and drink here for free, and I didn't say anything. But you still want to pack up the food you can't finish? What's the matter? Do you think my Starfall Palace is a cafeteria?" Ye Xuan secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

Qian Renxue looked at Qing Sheng with a somewhat speechless look. Any normal person would not ask such a question.

Ying'er even covered her face with her hands and said softly, "Sheng, you have to pay attention to your image."

"I know, I'm just livening up the atmosphere for the day." Qing Sheng saw the looks from the three people and didn't care at all.

The three of them didn't say anything, but continued to eat the dishes in front of them, as if nothing had happened.

Qing Sheng felt a little regretful. If Ye Xuan had agreed, he would have really wanted to pack a portion. Dishes made from the flesh and blood of ten thousand year soul beasts, he himself didn't even have a ten thousand year soul ring, while his brothers could already eat the flesh and blood of ten thousand year soul beasts occasionally. The gap was really big.

(End of this chapter)