Chapter 92: Late-Night Chat
Yu Beixuan never expected Si Er’s strength to be that great. He stood there in shock for quite a while.
Si Er also found it unbelievable. He knew he was probably a bit stronger than Yu Beixuan—but he hadn’t expected the gap to be that big!
“Er’er is really amazing.”
After recovering from his shock, Yu Beixuan praised him.
Si Er felt rather proud too, but it was awkward to boast about himself, so he smiled and asked, “Xuanxuan, do you want to be a bit stronger?”
“Yes.”
Originally, Yu Beixuan hadn’t given it much thought. He felt his strength matched his cultivation level just fine.
But compared to Si Er’s, his own suddenly seemed a bit embarrassing.
Si Er asked again, “Then do you want to be faster?”
“I do.”
Thinking of Si Er’s legs—able to run even faster than the Wind-Flame Ostrich—Yu Beixuan felt that with his current ability alone, he wouldn’t be able to outrun him.
“And what about physical toughness?”
Yu Beixuan was puzzled. “What kind of toughness?”
“Like this.”
Si Er picked up a dagger and drew it across his wrist. The result—his skin remained completely unharmed.
Yu Beixuan was stunned again. He could tell the dagger was extremely sharp, sharp enough to slice through hair. And though Si Er hadn’t cut deeply, he certainly hadn’t held back either. Under normal circumstances, there was no way it would leave no mark at all.
Unable to resist, Yu Beixuan reached out and squeezed Si Er’s wrist, then gently brushed it twice.
Soft. Smooth. Tender. The touch felt exceptionally good.
He wanted to touch it again—but felt it would be improper, so he withdrew his hand.
“In the Cang Beast Continent, is this some kind of body-tempering technique? It looks and feels delicate, but under real blades it becomes bronze skin and iron bones?”
Si Er shook his head. “There might be techniques like that over there, but mine mainly comes from eating melons.”
“Come, come, Xuanxuan, try some.”
Si Er pulled Yu Beixuan down to sit, then took out another food box from his storage ring.
“If you eat enough of this pumpkin, your body will become like mine.”
“But pumpkin doesn’t taste good raw, so I made pumpkin pancakes for you.”
“My cooking’s just average—make do with it.”
“You made pumpkin pancakes for me?” Yu Beixuan’s eyes widened.
What kind of lucky day was this? Not only did he finally get to share some melons—Si Er even cooked for him?
“Otherwise? You want them raw?” Si Er laughed. “Wouldn’t that be a bit rude?”
Yu Beixuan quickly shook his head. “It wouldn’t be rude. I like whatever Er’er gives me.”
Si Er smiled. “If you really like them raw, I’ve got several here.”
As he spoke, he handed over another storage pouch.
“These are gifts for you. Don’t ask about their origin.”
“Everyone has their little secrets. Xuanxuan understands, right?”
“Right.” Yu Beixuan nodded.
He would never pry. From the beginning, he had felt that Si Er was full of mysteries.
He was curious about everything regarding Si Er—but if Si Er didn’t want to say, he wouldn’t dig deeper.
Ah! The way Xuanxuan nods is so obedient!
Si Er’s eyes sparkled as he looked at Yu Beixuan. Suddenly, he had the urge to poke his cheek.
They had been getting along especially well lately. Their cultivation sessions were in perfect sync. The more he looked at Yu Beixuan, the more pleasing he seemed. Si Er had completely forgotten that Yu Beixuan was supposed to be a great villain.
Now he just felt Yu Beixuan was very well-behaved. Even when he didn’t listen in class, he merely held his little black cat and slept—never disturbing others.
Yu Beixuan had never imagined Si Er would think he was obedient. He had always assumed that aside from his family—who were biased—others saw him as arrogant and temperamental.
Well… temperamental did contain the word tame?
But Er’er wasn’t family. If even Er’er thought he was obedient… was he actually that obedient?
The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. He lowered his head and bit into the pumpkin pancake Si Er had made. The outside was crispy, the inside soft and glutinous—he instantly fell in love with it.
If he had ever tasted ordinary home cooking before, he would have recognized it as such.
Unfortunately, no one in the Yu family had even remotely normal culinary skills. In that moment, Yu Beixuan felt as though he had discovered a heavenly pancake.
“Delicious!”
The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. His eyes sparkled, his face radiating complete satisfaction.
Ahhh, Xuanxuan is so cute! Like a little kitten eating.
Yu Beixuan: “……”
That couldn’t possibly be how he looked, right?
He immediately tried to straighten his face and put on his usual aloof, rebellious expression.
Unfortunately, in front of Si Er, he simply couldn’t suppress the corners of his lips. His eyes still gleamed.
Ah, like a kitten trying to look cool but failing.
“……”
Yu Beixuan picked up a slice of watermelon and used it to cover most of his face.
Sigh. Er’er’s thoughts were a little strange. He didn’t even know what expression he should be making anymore.
After Yu Beixuan single-handedly finished all the pumpkin pancakes and the entire fruit platter, he asked, “Er’er, are you cultivating with me tonight?”
Si Er nodded, then added, “Stand up first and let me look at you.”
Yu Beixuan stood at once—only to realize Si Er was staring intently at his stomach.
How strange! Xuanxuan ate so much—why isn’t his belly bulging at all?
Where did all that food go? His stomach looks like he didn’t eat anything!
My body has a big appetite too, but it still bulges a little after meals.
Seeing how genuinely curious he was, Yu Beixuan wanted very much to answer.
But since Si Er didn’t ask, he could only prompt him himself.
“What are you looking at, Er’er?”
Si Er couldn’t resist reaching out and poking Yu Beixuan’s stomach.
His finger landed on firm, springy abdominal muscles.
Si Er froze. Then he touched his own stomach—and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis.
Ahhh! Why doesn’t this body have abs? My Earth body definitely did!
But this original body stayed cooped up in that shabby house and barely moved… so I guess it’s normal.
Still, my hard-earned abs! I have to train them all over again!
Hmm… kind of want to see what Xuanxuan’s abs look like. How many are there?
Yu Beixuan suddenly felt the urge to lift his shirt. Unfortunately, clothing on the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent was neither fully ancient nor modern—it wasn’t easy to lift casually.
Perhaps next time he could invite Er’er to soak in hot springs together? That way Er’er would see.
After poking twice more, Si Er finally asked, “Where did all that food go? Why isn’t there any reaction here?”
Yu Beixuan smiled. “I probably have a special physique. I absorb things very quickly.”
“Most food that enters my body is directly converted into part of my strength. It doesn’t stay in my stomach.”
Si Er blinked. “Then don’t you feel hungry?”
“No.” Yu Beixuan smiled. “As long as my strength is abundant, I don’t feel hunger.”
“That’s nice.”
Si Er felt a little envious.
So Xuanxuan is one of those legendary little immortals who never need the bathroom, huh?
Yu Beixuan: ……
Why did that sound so strange?
Looks like I need to cultivate harder. I should learn the Food-Refining Art first.
As long as the food contains spiritual energy, I can refine it into spiritual power and store it inside my body.
Then I’ll be a little immortal who doesn’t need the bathroom too!
Yu Beixuan thought: If Er’er wants to become a little immortal… that actually sounds kind of cute.
