Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 110 Priceless Treasure!

"Purple Essence, Heavenly Spoon, Five-Colored Poisonous Centipede Liquid..."

As Luo Qingfeng wrote, he silently memorized the materials needed for refining the poison.

If he didn't remember it the first time, he would look at it again.

Bai Ruofei, standing to the side, quietly ground ink with her delicate hands, without urging him on.

Outside the window, the sun was setting quickly.

The nightingale waited at the gate for a while longer before going home alone.

When her grandmother saw that she had come back alone and looking dejected, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

When starting a fire to cook.

Aya hesitated for a moment, then couldn't resist and wrote on the ground with a piece of wood: "Where is he?"

Nightingale, while stir-frying the vegetables, said, "What's wrong? You miss him already after just one night?"

Aya quickly shook her head, her face flushed.

Nightingale smiled and said, "He should focus on his cultivation."

Aya lowered his head to add firewood and didn't say anything more.

A few more moments passed.

Nightingale asked, "Crow, what do you think of him?"

Aya paused for a moment, then nodded.

After thinking for a moment, she stretched out two fingers, one pointing at her sister and the other at him on the ground, and then touched the two fingers together.

The nightingale asked, "Do you think we're a good match?"

A crow nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Nightingale smiled and looked at her, saying, "Ah Crow, I think you two are a perfect match. You went to the Great Buddha Temple to kill demons, and last night you went to kill bad guys. You got along so well and cooperated so perfectly. Isn't that what a perfect match is?"

The little girl blushed instantly and shook her head shyly.

Then, he suddenly pointed to his mouth.

Nightingale's smile faded slightly. After a moment of silence, she picked up the dishes and said, "Go wash your hands and eat."

Aya lowered her head and stood there for a while before getting up to wash her hands.

Nightingale watched her petite, silent figure, paused for a moment in the kitchen, and then left with the dishes.

North Courtyard, Library.

It was in the early hours of the morning.

The light was still on on the table by the sixth-floor window.

Luo Qingfeng couldn't stop writing.

Actually, he couldn't stop reading. The methods of concocting poisons were so bizarre, wonderful, and exquisite that he couldn't take his eyes off them and couldn't put the book down.

The more he looked, the more curious and admiring he became about the mysterious and powerful demon race.

"My hand hurts."

Just as he was watching with great excitement, Bai Ruofei's voice came from the side.

Luo Qingfeng put down his pen, glanced at her snow-white hands, and then looked at her, saying, "Then Senior Bai, please go and rest first. I will grind the ink and write by myself."

Bai Ruofei said, "Let me have Granny Ning come up and help you."

Luo Qingfeng quickly replied, "No need."

Given Granny Ning's temper and attitude, would he dare let her grind the ink? Even if she were willing to grind the ink, she would sit by and coldly stare at him the whole time, how could he concentrate on reading?

Bai Ruofei looked at him and said, "Why do you want me to grind it, and not Granny Ning?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "Haven't I already explained it?"

Bai Ruofei said calmly, "I am not satisfied with your explanation."

Luo Qingfeng looked at her carefully for a few moments and could only say, "Because Senior Bai is beautiful and fragrant, I will have more energy to do my work if she sits next to me."

Bai Ruofei narrowed her eyes: "How dare you. Aren't you afraid your mother-in-law will cut out your tongue?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more. He turned a page and continued reading attentively. Then he picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few words before turning his head and saying, "It's too thick. We need to add some water and continue grinding."

The two locked eyes.

After a while.

Bai Ruofei gave a low hum, picked up the teacup beside her, poured some water into the inkstone, then picked up the ink block and continued grinding.

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head and once again focused intently on the Poison Refining Manual.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The room was too quiet, except for the faint sound of ink sticks and inkstones mixing with the liquid.

The night outside the window quietly receded.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window and fell on the two of them.

Luo Qingfeng put down his pen, yawned, turned to look at the side, and was immediately taken aback.

The beautiful and noble woman beside her was leaning against the table in front of her, her soft body swaying. One hand was supporting her head, while the other continued to mechanically grind ink. Her face was turned towards the morning light outside the window, and she was staring blankly out the window.

The proud, towering breasts seemed to rest unconsciously on the table in front of them, like a delicious dish placed on the side of the table, proud and tempting in the morning sunlight.

"Miss, this boy is peeking at your chest!"

Just then, from the other side, Granny Ning's eerie voice suddenly rang out.

Luo Qingfeng was startled.

Bai Ruofei turned her head and looked at him.

Luo Qingfeng quickly explained, "This junior didn't! This junior was watching the sunrise outside, just like Senior Bai."

"snort!"

Granny Ning stood silently to the side, a cold smile on her face.

Bai Ruofei showed no anger on her face, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Finished writing?"

Luo Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There's still half a book left."

Bai Ruofei glanced at the thick stack of Xuan paper on the table and said nothing more.

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to linger any longer and quickly got up to take his leave.

After saying goodbye, he added, "Senior Bai, about the reward you mentioned earlier..."

Bai Ruofei looked at him and said, "That's all."

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

Bai Ruofei said calmly, "Last night you pressed down on my hair and touched my leg. This morning you peeked at my chest. Do you think I should still pay you back?"

Granny Ning, standing nearby, was immediately shocked: "What? This boy actually pressed down on Miss's hair? And touched Miss's leg! Where did he do that? Where did he touch her? Here, on the bed, or in Miss's boudoir?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more, cupped his hands in farewell, and left.

Forget it, the piece of black gold he got yesterday is enough for him to work for free for many more days. After all, it was agreed that he would get one piece of gold per day, so he can't push his luck too far.

Although Senior White is rich, he shouldn't be too greedy.

As he prepared to go downstairs, Bai Ruofei said calmly, "If there's no more payment, will you still come?"

Luo Qingfeng stopped and cupped his hands, saying, "Of course I would come. The Xuan Gold that Senior Bai gave me yesterday is more than enough, after all, Senior Bai promised one gold a day. My question just now was just a casual inquiry and I had no other intention."

Even without that piece of Xuan Gold from yesterday, he would still be willing to come.

The Thousand Illusions Disguise Technique and the Poison Refining Manual—aren't they priceless treasures?

Only a fool would value superficial benefits.

He does need money now, but with these techniques, earning more money in the future will not be a problem.

What's more, he can also cling to Senior Bai's long, fair legs.

Bai Ruofei glanced at him but said nothing more.

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands in greeting and went down the stairs.

After he left the library, Granny Ning finally spoke, "Miss, did that boy really bully you last night?"

Bai Ruofei looked at the ink stains on the table and said calmly, "It was I who bullied him."

Granny Ning's lips twitched, then she immediately said, "How despicable! What has that boy done to deserve being bullied by Miss? He's incredibly lucky! Not only did he not kneel down and kowtow in gratitude, but he even dared to mention payment! He's utterly ungrateful!"

Bai Ruofei asked, "Did he really peek at my chest?"

Granny Ning immediately affirmed, "Absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes! At that time, the young lady was staring blankly out the window, and there it was, proudly placed on the table. That boy put down his pen, turned his head, and immediately saw it. Then his gaze was fixed there, motionless. How lewd! How vulgar!"

Bai Ruofei's beautiful face remained completely expressionless: "It's not his fault."

Granny Ning's eyes widened: "Miss is too kind!"

Bai Ruofei said calmly, "It's my own fault. I was already wearing very loose robes."

Grandma Ning: "..."

Luo Qingfeng went to a team's training ground, took out his identity badge, found a stone house, sat down cross-legged inside, and continued to cultivate the Thousand Illusions Disguise Technique.

At noon.

He took out the last two pieces of cooked meat from his storage bag and ate them for lunch.

After finishing our meal, we rested for a while.

He reviewed the poison-refining techniques he had memorized the previous night in his mind, and only after confirming that he had not missed anything did he continue to practice the Thousand Illusions Disguise Technique.

A day passed quickly.

In the evening, Luo Qingfeng returned to the library.

Granny Ning opened her eyes and said, "The competition for new disciples between the South and North Courtyards will begin next month. If you need to register, go find a teacher from Team One to register yourself."

Luo Qingfeng thanked him and prepared to go upstairs.

Granny Ning warned with a stern face, "If you dare to be disrespectful to my young lady again, you should know what the consequences will be."

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything and quickly went upstairs.

Bai Ruofei seemed to have just gotten out of bed. Her beautiful hair was loose and slightly messy, and she looked sleepy as she sat by the window, gazing at the sunset in a daze.

Her prominent breasts unconsciously rested on the table.

In fact, Luo Qingfeng could understand her.

It's uncomfortable to put it on the table, whether you put it underneath it or against the table.

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to look any longer. He went over and cupped his hands, saying, "Senior Bai, I have something to do tonight. I came to let you know and will come again tomorrow."

Bai Ruofei snapped out of her daze, turned to look at him, and said, "No."

Luo Qingfeng said, "This junior will come first thing tomorrow morning."

Bai Ruofei stared at him for a while, then said, "If you don't come home tonight, will you have the energy tomorrow morning? If you make a mistake while writing, can you take the responsibility?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "This junior will not make a mistake."

Bai Ruofei still said, "No."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at her and explained, "Senior, I am free. We've discussed this before..."

"You said before that you would listen to me."

Bai Ruofei interrupted him.

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment, then said, "Then I'll be back later tonight."

"How late?"

Luo Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "Before midnight."

Bai Ruofei seemed to think for a moment before agreeing.

Luo Qingfeng then said, "Senior Bai, there's something else I'd like to ask you. Do you know about the cultivators' market? I'd like to go there to buy some things."

Bai Ruofei didn't answer, but lowered her head and flipped through the book, saying calmly, "Ask me again when you get back tonight."

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more, cupped his hands in farewell, and left.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the North Campus, he could see a tall, familiar figure standing outside the gate, seemingly waiting for him.

Luo Qingfeng paused, then suddenly activated his internal energy technique, using the disguise technique he had just learned.

Although she has just started cultivating, and there may only be a slight change in her demeanor, it can still be considered a small achievement. Let's see how Sister Nightingale reacts.

After he finished, he walked out the door.

Nightingale saw him from afar. As he came out of the gate and was about to stride over with his long legs, she suddenly stopped and looked at his face with a puzzled expression.

Seeing her like this, Luo Qingfeng was secretly delighted; it had worked!

When they got closer, Luo Qingfeng just looked at her without saying a word, pretending to be deep in thought.

Nightingale frowned and said, "You got beaten up? Your nose and eyes are all crooked!"

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

"Let's go home!"

Luo Qingfeng immediately lowered his head, stopped his cultivation, and walked ahead.

Nightingale followed behind, somewhat worried, and said, "New disciples who have just entered the academy are indeed prone to conflicts. Today, two new disciples in our academy got into a fight, and their mouths and noses were bleeding. Luo Qingfeng, who did you fight with? What caused it?"

Luo Qingfeng ignored her and walked quickly ahead.

Once they reached the street, he turned around and whispered, "Sister Nightingale, take a close look. Have I ever been in a fight?"

Nightingale looked at him closely, then paused, her face full of surprise, and said, "What happened? Your nose and eyes were crooked just now, how come..."

"Shh, it's a cultivation technique. I'll tell you when we get back."

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to say anything more.

Nightingale looked at him with astonishment, leaned closer, and whispered, "There's such a technique? Where did you get it?"

As soon as she said that, her face suddenly darkened, and she sneered, "Who else could it be but that Senior Bai? You're really something, serving that Senior Bai so well, giving him everything he wants."

Luo Qingfeng was caught off guard by the smell of aged vinegar again, and said speechlessly, "Let's go buy groceries."

"Let that senior Bai go buy it, and have her cook for you."

"Nightingale, what have you been eating lately? Your figure..."

"Huh? What's wrong? Is something off?"

The pretty girl, who was just moments before radiating jealousy, immediately looked down at her figure, her face filled with anxiety: "Have I gained weight?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "You've gained a little weight."

"Ah... I, I've been eating so little... Waaah, where have I gotten fat? My face, or my waist? I'll never eat anything again..."

"chest."

"..."

Luo Qingfeng felt a sharp pain in his waist and immediately started running forward.

"You bastard, stop right there! Take this!"

Nightingale chased after him, raising her long legs to kick him hard.

(End of this chapter)