Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"you're awake?"

The next day, just as Jiang Tingwan opened his eyes, Sui Jiu's voice rang in his ears, with obvious excitement.

"water……"

The first thing Jiang Tingwan did after getting out of bed was to go to the table and drink a large pot of water. He had drunk a lot of wine yesterday, and his throat was so dry today that it was almost smoking.

But as soon as I finished drinking it, I felt heavy and tired, my head and throat hurt, and even my stomach started to growl.

"I was so busy acting that I actually forgot I hadn't eaten for a day!" Jiang Tingwan realized this when he was starving.

"But isn't Bai Wangshu a monk? Would he feel hungry if he didn't eat for a day?"

Sui Jiu explained: "Bai Wangshu can't do that! But you can! You can't mobilize the spiritual energy in your body, so all your actions will only consume your body's functions, and you will naturally get hungry."

After listening to the whole thing, Jiang Tingwan sat on the cushion on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to, "Okay! Okay! It's okay, I'll just be self-reliant! I accept it."

Jiang Tingwan had already accepted this fact. Fortunately, when he went to see Mu Yunzhong yesterday, he found a small kitchen in Tingfeng Courtyard. Although he didn't have any cooking skills, he could still cook some porridge and noodles, so he wouldn't starve to death.

He immediately encouraged himself to get up and walked towards the kitchen weakly. However, as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar figure. He was so scared that he turned around and left on tiptoe.

"Master! Are you awake?"

Mu Yunzhong's voice still sounded like an unknown bomb.

He spotted her escape in time.

Startled, Jiang Tingwan stopped running, stood up straight, turned around, and smiled awkwardly: "Ah, yes, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Mu Yunzhong was seen standing in front of the stove with a palm-leaf fan in his hand. The charcoal fire in the stove had been extinguished for a long time, and steam was rising from the pot, as if something had just been cooked.

Jiang Tingwan thought to himself: What bad luck! If he finds out that I get hungry so easily, would that mean I've revealed a flaw?

Before he could prepare his speech, Mu Yunzhong's answer once again brought him into a trap.

"I saw Master drink a lot of wine yesterday, so I made a hangover soup for him this morning."

After Mu Yun finished speaking, he scooped a bowl from the pot and brought it to Jiang Tingwan.

A pair of eyes fell on her, making Jiang Tingwan feel uneasy. For a moment, she didn't know whether to accept the bowl of sobering soup.

Is it true that a drunk monk simply does not need such mundane things?

Is this guy testing me again? But if I refuse, will I be ungrateful?

Jiang Tingwan was thinking about how to respond when the number above Mu Yunzhong's head flashed again.

900!

Has dropped?

Jiang Tingwan blinked in surprise. After last night's efforts, this kid, after seeing Bai Wangshu's pain and hearing his apology, - it fell!

Oh my god! God really does pay off! I am so happy!

Jiang Tingwan suppressed his excitement and replied in a defensive tone: "Since you have cooked it! If I don't drink it, I will let you down."

Hey! What I meant was that I drank it to live up to your efforts? It wasn't because I wanted to drink it myself!

After saying that, Jiang Tingwan reached out to take the sobering soup from Mu Yunzhong's hand. It was a bit watery, but it was better to have something to drink than nothing.

However, as soon as she put it in her mouth, it was so hot that she spat it out, "It's so hot!"

"Master, please forgive me!" Mu Yunzhong quickly took the bowl from Jiang Tingwan's hand and knelt on the ground.

Jiang Tingwan covered his tongue with his hand and looked at Mu Yun who was waiting to be punished on the ground. He suddenly realized that this boy's test was here.

Did he want to see if his tears last night were just crocodile tears, or if he had changed his temper and was truly repentant? That was why he specifically used the hangover soup to test whether he would be as moody and erratic as before.

Good boy! It doesn't matter, as long as you don't doubt your realm strength or something, everything else is fine. Jiang Tingwan comforted himself in his heart.

Mu Yun finally lowered his head, but his eyebrows were slightly gathered because he did not wait for punishment. The next moment, he saw Jiang Tingwan squatting down and said at almost the same height as himself:

"Since you can't drink the hangover soup anymore, why don't you just cook me a meal? It'll be your atonement."

“……” He raised his head in surprise.

Jiang Tingwan: "Why are you still standing there? Kneeling won't solve the problem. If you make a mistake in the future, use this method."

Mu Yunzhong's eyebrows twitched slightly, not understanding whether this was a punishment or something else?

Jiang Tingwan felt happy in her heart, as this was neither a harsh punishment nor a solution to the problem of being full, nor a sudden change in her personality that would arouse suspicion. It was the best of all worlds!

After saying that, Jiang Tingwan helped Mu Yunzhong up, and then said, "Let's do it! The master is waiting in the room."

After saying that, Jiang Tingwan turned around and left the kitchen, leaving Mu Yunzhong standing there alone, confused.

Mu Yunzhong acted quickly. Although the sect's kitchen was closed, he still allowed Jiang Tingwan to have a big meal at noon.

The chicken, which has been simmered for an hour, is soft and tender, and is paired with freshly picked mushrooms from the mountains. The soup is thick and fragrant. The spring bamboo shoots after the rain are stir-fried with black fungus and chili peppers, and are evenly colored, crisp and delicious. Even a plate of green and red wild vegetables has an attractive luster and is refreshing and appetizing.

This boy is simply a cooking god!

Although they were just three simple dishes, Jiang Tingwan had already swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva behind Mu Yunzhong's back. When Mu Yunzhong brought up the dishes and chopsticks, Jiang Tingwan blurted out.

"Why is there only one set of bowls and chopsticks?"

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously looked at him, only to see that he was also looking at her with a blank expression.

"Master has always eaten alone."

Jiang Tingwan finally realized what was happening and quickly said, "That was all in the past! You should sit down and have dinner with us."

"..."Mu Yun was still a little bit unbelieving.

Jiang Tingwan asked again: "Why? Do you want to make me angry and cook dinner again?"

That's good, this way I'll have dinner, Jiang Tingwan thought to himself.

Mu Yun finally lowered his head, "Disciple obeys your command!"

After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to get a second set of bowls and chopsticks. When he came back, Jiang Tingwan still hadn't started eating, as if he was waiting for him.

"Sit down quickly!"

Only after Mu Yun finally sat down suspiciously did Jiang Tingwan impatiently pick up the chicken leg with his chopsticks.

But just as she picked it up, her movements froze in the air: Doesn't this make me look too hungry? With Bai Wangshu's realm and status, he shouldn't be that hungry.

Realizing that something was wrong, Jiang Tingwan quickly changed the path of the chicken leg and put it into Mu Yunzhong's bowl without even looking at it.

"If I hadn't applied the medicine to you yesterday, I wouldn't have known you were this thin. You should eat more at this meal!"

After saying that, he picked up some vegetables beside him, but he was thinking in his heart: It should be okay for me to eat another chicken leg now, right?

Mu Yunzhong, who was holding the bowl, froze in his tracks. Could it be that what this woman said yesterday was really from the heart?

891!

The number above Mu Yunzhong’s head flashed again!

The unexpected surprise immediately made the vegetables in Jiang Tingwan's mouth taste like meat.

Jiang Tingwan thought to himself: If that’s the case, I’ll give you the other one too!

Seeing the change in the value, Jiang Tingwan willingly picked up another vegetarian dish.

Um? ?

After eating several mouthfuls in a row, Jiang Tingwan sighed in her heart. She suddenly realized that the food in front of her was not delicious because of her happy mood, but because this kid's cooking skills were really delicious!

Jiang Tingwan looked at Mu Yunzhong in surprise. He was so delicious and beautiful?

It would be nice if I could always eat the food he cooks.

However, as soon as he thought of this, Jiang Tingwan shook his head repeatedly in his heart. How could he think like this?

It's not worth it to have a sword hanging over your head every day just for a meal!

Ugh! Ugh! It's so nasty!

She finally managed to change the story line a little and finally keep her distance from Mu Yun.

Now all he had to do was wait for Mu Qingge to arrive at Sanyuan Sect, and then he wouldn't have to spend every day with him.

"By the way, you will have to go to Liuhua Peak to practice in a few days." Thinking of this, Jiang Tingwan deliberately informed casually.

Mu Yunzhong's chopsticks stopped. That was the place where all the inner disciples practiced. A magic array was set up with spiritual stones around the entire mountain. It could not only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also help the spiritual energy circulate in the cultivators' bodies. It was an excellent place for practice.

Because of the huge consumption of spirit stones, only inner disciples can enter for cultivation.

Mu Yun was also shocked when he heard the news. In the past, Jiang Tingwan had never regarded him as a real disciple, and had not even worshipped the founder. Now he was willing to let him leave Tingfeng Academy?

"What do you mean, Master?"

"You have been stuck in the Qi Gathering Stage for thirteen years since you entered the sect. This is also due to me. In fact, your talent is not low. Staying in Tingfeng Academy will only delay you. If you go to Liuhua Peak, I believe you will achieve something in a few years."

As soon as Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, Mu Yunzhong put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying:

"But what did I do wrong? Master, you want to drive me away? Master, please punish me. I have no complaints. Please don't drive me away!"