Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Seeing that the people from his own sect had almost finished eating, Xu Luoge stood up and informed Wei Cheng. Seeing that they were about to leave after eating a few bites, Ye Lingzhi hurriedly sat up and asked.

Master Xu, are you in a hurry to leave now? Why don’t you sit for a while?

Xu Luoge had no choice but to use the excuse that the sect was busy with affairs, said goodbye briefly to Ye Lingzhi, and then returned with everyone behind him.

The first thing Chu Yunze did after returning to Jiyue Mountain was to go to Yunwei Peak to find Wen Guangbai, wanting to get things clear.

He came in with great momentum. Wen Guangbai was not in the front yard at the time. He asked a few questions to the young disciple who was watering the spiritual plants, and then walked towards the medicinal field in the back mountain without stopping.

Wen Guangbai was bending over to check on the spiritual plants when he heard footsteps. He thought it was a disciple who came to report something, so he said without even raising his head, "Just tell me what's going on."

When Chu Yunze saw that he didn't care much, he was very angry and blurted out something that made Wen Guangbai confused.

"Did you take my sachet? Please return it to me, Uncle Wen!"

When Wen Guangbai heard the familiar boy's voice, he quickly looked up at the source of the voice. The boy's eyes were red, as if he had applied a layer of very light rouge, and he looked like a harmless rabbit.

He slowed down his voice and said softly, "Yun Ze, I know you hate me so much right now, and I admit that it was my fault, but you can't just accuse me. I haven't even touched your things, so how could I have taken your sachet? Is there some misunderstanding here, or did you forget where you put it?"

Having been together for so long, it would be a lie to say that there is no affection between them. After all, ever since Bai Li went into seclusion, his two disciples have been learning in one peak and another, just like they were free to do whatever they wanted. Chu Yunze is the disciple who has been with him the longest, and also the disciple who has stayed in his Yunwei Peak the longest. The master of Yunwei Peak is busy practicing alchemy and making medicine, doing boring things every day, so few people can stick to it.

Chu Yunze didn't get the answer he wanted, nor did he feel the scent of the sachet on Wen Guangbai. Without saying anything more, he turned around and left.

Wen Guangbai stared at the young man's thin back. If that incident had not happened, perhaps he could still be a mentor and helpful friend to him, but now, they were worse than strangers.

"Ding~ Fifty points have been credited to your personal account, please check~"

The voice in my mind that had not been heard for a long time was now reconnected.

Bai Li was devouring the spicy diced chicken on the plate. When she heard that her mission points had been credited to her account, she was so happy that she almost choked on the chicken.

"System, are you serious? My points have arrived!" His tone was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"Yes, host. After repeated verification by the headquarters, it was confirmed that you successfully passed the last mission, so the points were delayed for so long before arriving in your account. However, the result is finally good. When the points reach a certain level, the host can exchange them for the items or elixirs he needs in the personal mall, including magical instruments and talismans such as life-saving talismans."

"A life-saving charm? What is that? Am I going to die in the future?"

Bai Li looked at the system with a puzzled look on his face. He was a little confused about what the system said next.

The system knew that Bai Li was not pretending, he just didn't understand, so it patiently explained to him that these things were already in the mall, and only when the points reached a certain level could these things be unlocked, so there was nothing strange about it.

When Bai Li heard this, he just said "oh" and didn't say anything else. He ate the food peacefully.

The kitchen was reopened and Chef Mo was concentrating on cooking for Bai Li. The smell of the dishes whetted one's appetite. Knowing that Bai Li didn't eat much at the wedding banquet, Mo Qianyu planned to make a few spicy dishes for Bai Li himself. He also steamed a small pot of fragrant and glutinous white rice next to it, so that Bai Li would not eat too much without white rice to go with her meal.

On the stone table under the peach tree, there were three dishes and a bowl of soup, including spicy diced chicken, mapo tofu, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and hand-made meatball soup.

These ingredients were sent by Mo Qianyu's disciples who were responsible for purchasing supplies down the mountain. Although they were not delicacies from land and sea, but just some ordinary home-cooked dishes, the taste was no worse than that of restaurants outside. Using simple ingredients to cook the most delicious food was what Mo Qianyu wanted.

"Master, this tofu is a little hot, eat it slowly."

Mo Qianyu picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece for Bai Li, and gave him some careful instructions.

"Master, how does it taste? Is it to your liking?"

It has been a long time since I have eaten such authentic Sichuan cuisine. Bai Li made it based on his modern memory and asked Mo Qianyu to follow the steps in his mind. The tofu was smooth and tender in the mouth, and the taste was numb and spicy, which stimulated the taste buds and made people want to eat more.

"Not bad, not bad, your cooking skills are great! It's my favorite flavor. I never knew you could cook."

The man's cheeks were bulging, he was chewing food, and he spoke incoherently.

The male protagonist in every book is good at both being a lady in the living room and being good at cooking. It seems that being able to cook is a must-have weapon for every male protagonist to pursue his wife. There is a saying that goes, if you want to capture a man (woman)'s heart, you must first capture his (her) stomach.

In the past, he cooked everything himself, so making dishes was a piece of cake for Mo Qianyu. But now it is different. He cooks for the one he loves. To receive such high praise from his lover, Mo Qianyu feels as sweet as eating honey.

Before Chu Yunze reached the courtyard, he smelled the aroma of food in the air. The smell made him drool. He quickened his pace to see if he could eat some of the leftovers.

"Master, Senior Brother, can you leave some for me too? I want to eat it too."

Although he was not hungry, he was greedy. This was the first time he had seen such appetizing food since he started fasting. The appearance and color were very tempting, as if he could finish a large bowl of rice with just one bite.

Bai Li didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but the dish was made by Mo Qianyu, so she had to ask the chef if he agreed.

Of course Mo Qianyu disagreed. This was a dish he made for his wife. If anyone else wanted to eat it, they could make it themselves.

Chu Yunze felt a little sad. He touched his belly and looked at Bai Li pitifully. "Master, can I just have a small taste? I will never snatch it from you."

Bai Li couldn't bear to see others showing such a pitiful expression to him, so he had to say to Mo Qianyu: "Qianyu, your teacher can't eat so much, why don't you let Yunze sit down and eat together, so as not to waste it. What do you think is okay~"

Mo Qianyu's heart softened after hearing Bai Li's slightly coquettish words, and he had no choice but to agree to Bai Li's request.

"Qianyu, you should eat something too. This dish tastes really good. You should try it too." Bai Li picked up a piece of crispy diced chicken for Mo Qianyu. Chu Yunze sat beside them and watched the two of them showing off their love again. He just lowered his head and ate the rice in his bowl. It was all thanks to his master that he could eat the food cooked by the senior brother. He also wanted to find a partner who would love and care for him and who could cook for him, so that he would not always remember that unbearable past.

At this moment, Chu Yunze's sachet was being kneaded by a white, slender hand with distinct joints. The owner of that hand was none other than Feng Ming, the guardian of the demon world, who had met Chu Yunze once.

The strange-looking man used tracking techniques to find out the name and address of the owner of the sachet.

What surprised him was that it was the Jiyue Mountain sect where the Demon Lord was. This was truly a pleasant surprise. Even God was helping him.

Wait, little darling, I will definitely come to find you.

The man took the sachet and placed it against his lips and touched it lightly. Fortunately, there was no one else here, otherwise he would definitely be considered a pervert.

The three dishes and one soup were finished by the three people, or to be exact, by two people. Mo Qianyu did not eat much, and most of it went into the stomachs of Bai Li and Chu Yunze.

After eating and drinking, Bai Li wanted to doze off, but he was still concerned about Chu Yunze's concerns. He had to treat both disciples equally and care for them both, without favoring one over the other.

"Yun Ze, have you been worried about something recently? Can you tell me so that I can share your worries? You can't hide things, it's easy to hurt your body."

Bai Li looked like a mentor or friend who was giving advice, which made Chu Yunze want to just get it off his chest and let everything out.

Chu Yunze had no choice but to tell Bai Li what was on his mind. It turned out that he had lost the sachet that was a relic given to him by his mother. There was another thing Chu Yunze did not tell Bai Li. That thing was his stain, and he did not want others to know about it, and he was too embarrassed to speak out.

Bai Li pondered for a while. This matter was indeed very serious. Although it was not a very valuable thing, it was a relic left by a deceased person after all. What's more, that person was his mother. If he were to encounter such a thing, his condition would probably not be much better than Chu Yunze's.

"Think about it again. Have you met anyone since you came down the mountain? Apart from us and your Uncle Wen, who else have you interacted with?"

When Chu Yunze heard this, he immediately searched carefully in his mind. One was the leader of Baicao Pavilion, and the other was the strange young man he accidentally bumped into on the street that day.

The man had an outstanding appearance and was still fresh in his memory. However, they did not have any physical contact. Moreover, the sachet was always on his body. If someone approached to take it, it would definitely attract his attention. How could he not feel anything after it was taken away?

"Master, I want to go back to Ancheng again to see if I can find some clues."

The sachet was lost at that place, so if there were any clues, it should be there.

Bai Li knew that Chu Yunze was eager to find the sachet and did not argue. However, it was a bit dangerous to go down the mountain alone. He was afraid that he would fall into the trap of the demon like him and be infected with the Soul-Transforming Powder. He now realized that it was because he had secretly gone down the mountain alone that time that the demon had taken advantage of him.

"You can't go looking for this alone. I will go with you."

"Master, I am still here. You can't abandon your disciple!"

Mo Qianyu stood beside the two of them at some point and it seemed that he had finished washing the dishes.

"Okay, it's settled then! We'll go together then."

One more person means one more strength. Are you still worried about not being able to find the sachet?

I have to say this silently. Actually, it is not possible to find it just because there are many people...